GameGone: you'll have to find out, though to be fair, it's not like it would be long, considering the time period and what MC can do in that time.

R01: would be better for everyone involved, right? But sorry to say this…but even if I like Ai, and wouldn't mind the shipping,…I kinda want at least have one fiction where the MC isn't the child of her or romantically involved, so strictly platonic, there would also be another issue with that relationship…age.

Chapter 2

"Grunt" "hm" "hah"

Currently I was in one of the empty rooms of the orphanage, working on doing my push-ups in my underwear, just 20 sets at the moment, 3 times a day, which didn't seem like much to most people.

It's been a little over four years now, not much has happened, because of my age and appearance, I wasn't hard to spot and was not typically let out of sight, or at least that is the case when I'm not trying to be stealthy.

I did learn several things, for one, apparently as long as you have a yellow hat as a kid, that tells other people around that the child is young and might need some help while they are out and about in Tokyo.

…they literally let kids ages around 6 run around in the city of Tokyo all on their own, they introduce the idea of independence at a very early age here, where everyone looks out for the children. I am actually baffled at just how seemingly safe Japan is or at least treats it as such.

I was finally able to leave the building by myself, not sure if they specifically held me back from exploring or something, but I was only now able to leave, perhaps they were under the impression I was retarded, or my quiet nature implied shyness.

I made sure to wear clothing that had hoods on them, no need to needlessly attract attention to myself wherever I went, like back in the orphanage, I don't want to be stealthy only when I use the the supernatural ability, I want this to be natural, second nature to me, though the yellow hat I am to wear does often work against me.

There was a limited amount of literature in the house, all outdated information in my eyes, there were some things I managed to learn, but who knows just how accurate it was at this time.

There were no computers, at least not in the orphanage, there were cable phones, but the only wireless phone was the block version.

Essence of the Assassin currently gave me a skill level on a level twice what a normal person would be capable of…which wasn't something impressive considering the fact I'm six, and it can only be increased by training.

Unlike what the myth about children lifting weights says, there is nothing actually scientifically proven of a growth stunt happening, maybe with improper training and injury, but if the person supervising knows what they're doing, the child will be fine, they get the muscle but won't stay a squirt.

With supervision mind you, while I am aware of proper training considering my last life I had a memory in the gym for several months, the caretakers won't see it that way.

So I usually attempt to do some basic workouts where others won't just stumble upon me for an hour.

Though only simple ones, the orphanage doesn't have enough funds to feed someone like me that is trying to build muscles, which will more than likely make me go hungry.

I did karate back in my old life before stopping on a belt below black, with my memories permanently refreshed, I tried to pick it back up…

Only to realize that I instantly knew the forms and stance, where my kicks, jabs, weaves have all been interwoven into muscle memories after years of training.

Which I did not do, which tells me that this was the doing of Assassin Essence, the essence works in…weird ways, I am fully aware of how every weapon works and how to best use it.

Hell, in the future I am planning to train up in Tiger Style Kung Fu. Now that I know how to do so, some might say having a martial arts style that lets you, when trained well enough, to rip out jugulars would be overkill…I say it's insurance.

I can at the very least confirm that this isn't Nasuverse, unless in this universe Fuyuki isn't part of the timeline, but I doubt it, also goes with DxD, I searched through the map, glared at every detail, and if anything sounded similar enough, I research it to hell in the library to make sure it isn't the same town.

I'm not some dumb fanfic protagonist who is gonna realize what universe this is at the last second!

I don't know how the skill "kill immortals" works,…does that mean me stabbing horcrux Voldemort in the chest would actually kill him? Regardless of the safety nets?

That was my best bet at the moment.

The mimicking people…is a work in progress, I can copy a lot of the female voice actors I remember, and some of the higher pitched males, but I couldn't make my voice as low as Geoff, trust me I tried.

I CAN shadow travel and do straight up invisibility, so that's nice, though my super enhanced senses have already made me puke and at times made me disoriented.

I stood up from the floor after taking a breather on the floor, I quickly took a towel and wiped myself dry before I put the clothes back on.

I figured to not draw attention to myself by how sweaty I seem to be all the time, I'd take off the clothing and do it in undergarments, so that I wouldn't have to change clothing, still gross, but we don't have many clothing in the beginning, so I had to bare with it.

Putting on my yellow hat over my hood, I ran down the stairs, and out the door, running past several others on the way.

The kids…weren't staring anymore, they usually just ignored me nowadays, be it older, my age, or even younger ones, who simply followed the behaviors of others around them.

But that doesn't matter at the moment.

It was February 26, 1986

While it didn't mean much to others, in my mind a memory popped up that told me that Dragon Ball was due to come out, while not really the biggest fan of it over other anime, it was still leagues better than the boring shit I had to sit here on.

Running on the sidewalk that was filled with people to some extent, I crossed several streets and went through trains until I got to the nearest store with a TV to watch freely.

It was an anime shop, so it was nice of them to allow people to watch a few of the new anime that come out, I made sure to grab my pouch of orphan allowance that was given to use every month.

35,000 yen every month starting from my birth,…well some yen were set aside for clothing and other needs I needed, I'm actually surprised they didn't take advantage of assumed naivety, but I guess this proves that not everyone is shitty.

35,000 yen was 251.16, and all of the months combined, equated me having 1,800,000 Yen, which was 12,916.8 dollars, which wasn't a lot, but it was decently large for a child to have.

Never decided to spend on anything, it was always better to just leave it for the future, any insanely expensive computer I can get later in the 2000s.

…or I could go through several junk on tv and computer people do end up throwing away, with my intellect and the amount of knowledge I had or did acquire, I should be able to build a decent laptop.

One of the abilities of Scholars is to literally Reverse engineer shit, so later…probably gonna go dumpster diving…shiver.

Finally arriving at my destination, I casually browsed through the old anime that were here, no clue on any of them since all were from the 1980s.

I kept my eye on the tv at all times, where there was a group gathered there, but the screen was still visible.

…I spent several hours there, numerous time I grew bored and wandered off in the city before returning to the tv every thirty minutes.

I found it strange, but it ended up being in the afternoon, until yet another anime gave way called…Draconic Balls.

Fuck, the animes are all rip offs and bootlegged of the real deal.

I just stood there, and if anyone actually watched me at that moment they would've noticed a single tear fall from my eyes.

This was a dark future I refused to live in!

I immediately went to the nearest general store and used some of my money to buy paper and other drawing utensils.

I bought at least 10 books of empty pages, I was good at drawing in my previous life, but I wasn't sure if this body got that carried over, but even if it didn't I needed the spares for practice.

Though I guess the store clerk that was taking my payment was quite surprised, that I was perfectly capable of carrying the books before giving me a bag.

Getting back outside, I noticed the sun was already several hours past noon, so I would need to eventually start making my way back.

Not really in a rush, I casually took my time getting around the city, making my way back to the subway station.

At the corner of my eye, with my supernaturally enhanced eyesight, I barely noticed in a local park four kids, three were surrounding the one in the middle of them,…it seemed like they were picking on him.

Sighing, I went in and left my bag up a tree before coming up to them. I was mostly casual, leaving my hands in my pockets and held a bored expression on my face.

In a closer look, I could tell they were around my age, give or take a few years, one was a fat kid, which told me his family were actually better off if they were able to feed the guy like that.

To his left was a skinny kid with buck teeth, I could tell by the fact they were laughing while bullying the child in the middle, he was actually holding a book or a magazine of some kind over the victim, going to assume they were taunting him over what the book is.

The last bully was on the short side, for an instant I believed that a three year old was accompanying two seven year olds. But the way he behaved and moved told me otherwise, could be wrong though.

The last guy, the victim, was currently kneeling down. I can barely make out an angry expression with his hands covering his head. Unlike the brown hair his oppressors had, this one was blonde.

As I was coming close at a casual pace, I called out in an annoyed tone, "Well well well, I certainly didn't expect to see this today, an act of bullying, where is the famous Japanese respect?" Which of course caught all of their attention.

They looked at me for a few moments before fattie answered, "buzz off outsider, this isn't about you! Go back to your land,". "YEAH!" "YEAH!"

Quickly utilizing his essences, he sped up his thoughts, 'foreigner? Did they make the conclusion based on my hair and features?'.

I was a few meters away from them, so I suppose if they had good eyesight they could spot the shoulder length of hair that I had that wasn't hidden from the hood, though they should not be able to easily make out my face, so did they make that assumption based on hair color?

I lifted a finger and called back, "one, Short, Fat, and Ugly, I was born here-, " 'I think' "-on this land, so you shouldn't make assumptions because of my albinism, and two,…I suppose this isn't about me huh, it's about you who apparently mommy couldn't give a time of day to raise well enough,".

As expected, the three actual kids took a good amount of time to process what I said before they got angry, and apparently tried to attack me.

Watching them run up, leaving the victim on the floor, I thought about what actions I want to commit, outright violence is just gonna give me issues I don't need if the parents would actually do something.

So, evading it is, with his analysis from scholar and fighting understanding in brawling, I knew that their targets was the temple, shoulder, and stomach, afterwards, I will try to intimidate them to run away.

As the shortie came up for a stomach shot, I quickly move to the side with speed that shouldn't belong to a child, but more to an adult and watched the kid stumble to the floor, not meeting expected resistance.

They all came at me all at once as an angry mob, so they were awfully close to each other, taking advantage of that, buck teeth came in front of me and attempted to strike me in the forehead, with the fattie coming up behind me.

Which of course was possible because I was facing to the side when dodging the original kid, I waited for buck teeth to start doing the clear motions of the punch before fancily spinned out of the way at the last moment.

The fattie, being a fattie, would be slower, therefore his strike would be after buck teeth's, naturally, buck teeth ended up hitting his friend in the noise.

This time, I kept my head down, only showing my hood, I heard them get up, and just before they ran up to have another go, I started to whistle.

Specifically the whistle that Death used in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish, I then used my Essence of Music to make it that only those three heard it and infused the music of that whistle with insane amounts of terror.

Then I utilized Essence of Assassin to pull of a character act of an insane, Creepy child, where I slowly lifted my head up, keeping the whistle music going through my ability to create sound from anywhere.

As expected, I was staring at three very scared boys, buck teeth dropping the magazine, they all ran screaming, with one I'm pretty sure screamed "MAMAA!".

Children have less of an emotion leash, and even feel to an extent stronger amounts of emotion, a needle shot could be extraordinarily painful which an adult can fully ignore.

This would probably traumatize them,…but he didn't really care for bullies that saw that taking their fraustration out on others was okay.

Waiting for a few seconds, I walked up to the magazine, and saw the title labeled "The Wink", a duo that I recognized were decently famous idols.

Seeing as non of my business, I walked up to the blonde boy that seemed bewildered over the fact the three bullies left for, to him, no apparent reason.

It's only when I stretched my hand out with the magazine to him that he took his eyes of the path where the bullies ran from and put it on me.

"Hey,…this is yours right?".

I just stood there, my face relaxed, if others were to look at me, they would tell you I looked very calm for someone that just came out of a fight as a kid.

The boy stared at me for a bit, before shaking his head and said, "uh, uh yeah, arigato," he stood up from his kneeled position and slowly took his magazine back, and just as I turned around and planned to walk away, he called out "but…why did you help?".

…I suppose that would be a good question, while adults are an entirely different thing, as far as he was aware, other kids typically wouldn't have the guts to help a stranger in this situation.

I turned my head back, and raised in eye brow, "it looked like you needed it, besides I knew I could take them".

The blonde gawked at that, before he gave a smirk, and closed his eyes, "hahaha, then thanks for your kindness, what's your name?"

"Kirai"

He flinched, hearing my name and gave me a look of pity, not caring for that gaze, I repeated his question, "and yours?".

"Me? My name is Saitou Ichigo,".