Chương 12: Identity Exposed

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As soon as he reached the alley, Bruce immediately ordered the system to go.

"System! Use the gate and go," Bruce commands.

His eyes looked at the passersby, not knowing anything about the coming apocalypse.

"Hi, Raccoon City, and goodbye, Raccoon City." Bruce uttered those words before being enveloped by a white light and disappearing forever.

Shortly after Bruce left that cursed world, there came a group of people along with several police officers.

Among the crowd, shoe store employees and women who work in clothing stores were seen standing in the front row. Bruce had entered their store and quoted some unused items there. Instead of it lying around and being covered in dust because it was unused, Bruce took all of it and stored it in his new inventory.

He does it for free, not even requiring gratitude from such people.

The hot dog vendor looked around and pointed to the end of the alley, at Bruce's position, who had just disappeared.

"I'm pretty sure that bastard just entered this alley. He ate my hot dog without paying for it!" he told the crowd behind him.

The mob doesn't carry pitchforks and torches like you think.

"In addition, that bastard stole from our store, various types of shoes are missing in our store," the male employee who worked in the shoe store came forward and confirmed the words of the hot dog seller.

Because of Bruce's deeds, he will be punished or even fired, not to mention the fines that come with it.

"That fucking bastard also stole from our clothing store. Clothes, pants, panties, and other paraphernalia were taken away by him," a woman came forward and explained.

"But the strange thing is that he does not appear to be carrying anything, therefore, the detector on the door does not detect it," continues the female employee.

"Well, that man is rather strange. He talks about biochemical disasters and doomsday on a peaceful day like this,"

"He's just a thief, but he acts like a savior, a shameless son of a bitch," the hot dog vendor complains about Bruce's oddities.

"Wait a minute, sir. You just said he was talking about a biochemical disaster?" Someone in the crowd asked.

"Eh, yes. He said I had to leave Raccoon City or something," the seller told the woman who asked.

The person who asked was a beautiful woman who had bobbed hair. She was wearing a slightly revealing blue outfit and a miniskirt, with a pistol hanging from her thigh holster.

"I think you should stay with me for a while, I'll ask you a few questions," the woman said to the hot dog seller.

"Fuck. Oh, come on, why me? There are many other people there, who the fuck you are anyway," lamented the fat man.

"I'm from the special police force, STARS. You can call me Jill, Jill Valentine," said Jill to the fat merchant's complaint.

"He said the same thing to you, is he in a group with you, Mu Yan?" Jill walked up to a fat Chinese man wearing a black T-shirt and shorts, with handcuffs attached to his hands.

"Impossible... impossible... impossible," the man Jill called froze in place and repeated the same thing over and over again.

"Why is it impossible? Maybe he's just like you, Mu Yan. Know something about the umbrella company's 'secrets' " Jill asked in a mocking tone while making quotes with her finger.

"You don't understand Jill, we're not the same," said a man named Mu Yan with a complicated face.

-How could there be someone who had that knowledge? The natives couldn't possibly know that - Mu Yan thought to himself.

- Is he a transmigrator like me? Whatever, he might be out of luck-

- Everything will go like in the movies once the man dies, only I will survive in this apocalyptic world with my harem-

- I have the most powerful system of the emperor of heaven between heaven and earth, all human beings must bow to the emperor - he continued inwardly.

- Just me. The man who can live in this world, hahahaha- he thought with a smile.

"What are you thinking? Let's go. Interrogation awaits you for breaking into the police station during the day." Jill dragged the man away.

The meeting between the users of the system happened without Bruce realizing it. Because the system has been broken, he does not know about it.

Not that he wants to know about it.

Will they meet again in the future?

Who knows.

But we can still hope, right?

…

"Ayana-chan! Please clean table number 13."

"Hai! Toji-kun"

I walked to table number 13 and picked up plates and glasses that had been used by previous customers. After that, she took the dirty dishes to the kitchen for Kenta-san to wash.

Ayana walked back to table number 13 and wiped the wet surface of the table because of the ice. Frost was there because of the cold drink ordered by the customer.

"Yosh, now let's put these books back together," Ayana said to herself.

"Good afternoon, viewers. This is your favorite news anchor, Haruka, in this afternoon..."

The voice of the television is heard, and the news anchorwoman brings the latest news. Ayana does not like to hear the news. Hajime-ojisan always plays it in the cafe, even though I and other employees have repeatedly advised him not to do so.

Our advice is well-intentioned, the sound will disturb the concentration of customers who read the book.

But he didn't care about it.

Ayana couldn't do anything if the cafe owner had such intentions, therefore, this cafe was a little deserted.

"Humm, hmm, hum... hmm." I arranged the books scattered on the shelves with a small hum.

*Ting... ting... ting*

"Welcome to, eh- Bruce-san's? You came again." as the doorbell rang, Ayana prepared to welcome a new customer.

It turned out that it was just Bruce-san, he had been coming to the cafe a lot since three days ago. He likes to read fantasy novels related to Mage, his favorite place is near the window, he said it was the place of the protagonists, and in addition to being good-natured, he is also funny.

"As usual?" I asked him. He was walking towards table number 4.

At first, I used polite words to him, but he didn't like it very much. So I approached Bruce-san differently.

"Yes, Ayana. A new book, please, the topic is still the same as yesterday. If you can, find a book that explains about mana." Bruce sat down and answered her questions.

"Okay, please wait a minute," I said, and I went to fulfill his order.

Once back, I found Bruce-san looking at the news with Hajime-ojisan.

"That's how it is now, viewers. Thieves who unsettled citizens this time also stole antiques from the temple."

"Several katana have reportedly been lost by perpetrators, for now, the identity of the perpetrators has not been found...." the news anchor reported on a recent theft incident that was taking place.

"Haiiiss, he even stole an old katana? Hahahahahaha!" Hajime-ojisan laughed heartily at the thief's coveted item.

"That thief is a bit of a fool, isn't he, Bruce-san?" He asked.

"You are right, old man. The target is a bit strange this time, maybe next time the panties are the target." Bruce casually answered him.

"This is your order, Bruce-san, this is also the book you want," I said as I handed over a fantasy book.

Bruce picks up the book and reads its cover, An Adventure in the Wizarding World.

He smiled slightly at the stupid title of the book.

"Thank you very much, Ayana-chan~" Bruce said it deliberately.

"Moee, don't call me that," Ayana said with a frown, and her cheeks developed like pufferfish.

"Hahaha, see you, old man. I'll read this book first." Bruce said goodbye and walked away.

- Haha, it seems that my behavior is disturbing society more and more, I have to stop for now - he thought to himself when he saw the news report about his act of theft.

Bruce sits in chair number 4, specifically for a protagonist like himself.

Open the novel and start reading.