The next day, after breakfast, Emiya waited until Miu left for school.
Only then did he say goodbye to the masters of Ryōzanpaku.
He had decided to leave this world and explore a new one.
He wrapped himself in psychic power and activated his tenth transmigration.
The next second, the world changed.
Emiya appeared at a crosswalk in a bustling modern city. Cars rushed past him on both sides.
As he turned his head, a truck barreled straight toward him.
The driver's panicked face was reflected in Emiya's eyes.
BANG-
No.
There was no collision.
Just before the truck reached him, Emiya lifted himself with psychic power, rising straight into the air.
He avoided the impact effortlessly and landed on the sidewalk.
Then Emiya noticed something strange.
This was clearly a modern city.
Yet when the people around him saw him fly, they were only surprised.
Not shocked.
No one stared at him like he was a monster or an alien.
Some people glanced at him once and then looked away, as if it wasn't worth their attention.
That was interesting.
To test his guess, Emiya looked around and stopped a woman dressed in bold, avant-garde fashion.
"Miss, may I ask where this is?"
She glanced at him casually. "The Ring Road."
"I mean," Emiya clarified, "what country is this?"
She looked at him with surprise. You're already here, and you don't even know that?
Emiya handed her a golden ring he had just created.
"Please help me out, beautiful lady."
Her expression changed instantly. She smiled brightly.
"To be honest, this is the Republic of Padokia. This city is called the Heavens Arena."
She pointed into the distance.
"The most famous landmark here is the Heavens Arena. It's the fourth-tallest building in the world. Anyone who comes here and doesn't visit it would regret it."
She leaned closer.
"If you don't mind, handsome, I can take you there."
Emiya paused.
The Republic of Padokia meant nothing to him.
But the words Heavens Arena did.
They were familiar.
Very familiar.
He understood immediately.
This was the world of Hunter x Hunter.
That explained everything.
In this world, hunters were well known. Even ordinary people understood that extraordinary individuals existed.
Between hunters, assassins, and martial artists, what Emiya had just done wasn't that shocking.
Coming back to himself, Emiya smiled.
"Thank you. My name is Emiya. And you are?"
The woman beamed.
"Call me Gina."
"That's a nice name."
"Your name sounds elegant too, Mr. Emiya."
Gina hooked her arm around his naturally and led the way.
Emiya understood her enthusiasm.
After all, he had just been generous.
He didn't push her away.
In anime worlds, truly unattractive women were rare.
Gina wasn't a character from the plot, but she was just as beautiful, with long pink hair and a good figure.
In the real world, she'd be a celebrity.
There was no reason to refuse.
With Gina guiding him, Emiya headed toward the Heavens Arena.
They chatted casually along the way.
Emiya claimed he was an adventurer who traveled everywhere.
Gina said she worked in a flower shop, loved flowers, and dreamed of owning one someday.
Emiya thought it was a good dream.
He told her that if not for fate pushing him into adventuring, he would have liked to open a massive manga store.
They talked the entire way.
Near the arena, Emiya remembered something.
He didn't have this world's currency.
With Gina's help, they went to a jewelry store.
Emiya created several gold bricks and exchanged them.
The currency here was called Jenny.
Its purchasing power was roughly equivalent to the Japanese yen.
One Jenny was about one yen, similar to Belly in the One Piece world.
Emiya exchanged the gold for a total of 120 million Jenny.
It sounded like a lot.
Converted to dollars, it was only about seven hundred thousand.
Not much to him.
But to ordinary people, it was a fortune.
Gina's eyes sparkled.
The shop owner's eyes, on the other hand, were greedy.
He stared at Emiya, memorizing his face.
This world wasn't peaceful.
Emiya could tell the man had bad ideas.
So as he left, Emiya casually sliced the man's clothes with psychic power as a warning.
If he didn't get the message, Emiya wouldn't mind leveling the shop.
After that, they arrived at the Heavens Arena.
Emiya wasn't familiar with the surrounding streets.
But the inside?
He knew it well.
He had read the manga.
The first floor was massive, with over a dozen rings.
All participants were tested here.
Judges decided which floor a fighter would be sent to based on their performance in a three-minute match.
The better the performance, the higher the floor.
The Heavens Arena was sacred ground for combat fans.
Its competition system was the reason.
As long as you won, you earned prize money.
On the first floor, both winner and loser received 152 Jenny.
About the price of a can of juice.
A consolation prize.
From the second floor onward, only winners were paid.
On the fiftieth floor, prize money was around 50,000 Jenny.
On the hundredth floor, about one million.
Above the one hundred and fiftieth floor, over ten million.
Winning on the one hundred and ninetieth floor earned roughly 200 million Jenny.
That wasn't normal money.
Of course, the two hundredth floor was different.
The fighters there all used Nen.
Those matches were about honor, not prize money.
But betting existed.
As long as you were confident, you could bet anonymously and win large sums.
Inside the first floor, Emiya noticed the stands were sparse.
Not even half full.
Gina explained, "The fights here are uneven. Not very exciting. People with money don't waste it on the first floor."
The people sitting there weren't spectators.
They were participants.
"If you want to see real fights," Gina said, "start from the fiftieth floor."
She had grown up in this city and knew the arena well.
"High-level matches only start there. But tickets aren't cheap."
Emiya smiled.
"Do you think I care about that?"
Gina laughed.
They took the elevator to the fiftieth floor, bought tickets, and entered the arena.
There was only one ring.
The closer the seat was to the ring, the more expensive it became.
Emiya bought VIP seats without hesitation.
When he sat down, the ring was empty.
Gina reassured him.
"Matches here rotate fast. Usually ten minutes. Sometimes less."
Sure enough, less than three minutes later, the next match began.
The referee stepped onto the ring.
And began introducing the fighters.
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