Otaku Translation: I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent! C45

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“Take Emma, for example. She’s practically immortal, so her assignments often involve physical dangers that could destroy her body—but they rarely involve anything on the spiritual level, like ghosts or apparitions. That giant beast reported at Adolf Manor? That’s hers to deal with… soon enough.

“And you—you can gather intel on anomalies just by touching them. Plus, you’ve got one of the black goat’s remnants in your possession and the ability to see people’s souls, which lets you instantly tell if someone’s lying. With those two skills, you’re practically born for investigative work! If I didn’t assign this task to you, then who else would be better suited?"

"…"

She did have a point…

After reflecting on his current abilities, Leon reluctantly nodded in agreement. Given his skillset, he was far better suited for an investigation than dealing with things like bloody rains or towering beasts. And even if the relative searching mission went south, he should still be able to escape unscathed…

Right?

But as he recalled the black goat’s reaction upon discovering the whereabouts of its heart, Leon hesitated. He frowned slightly before voicing his concern.

"Chief, it’s not that I want to refuse the investigation, but what if that [Heart]—like the [Horns]—can sense the presence of other parts and has already taken control of the Lion family? I’m worried I might get ambushed and won’t be able to escape."

"Don’t worry, I’ve thought about that too."

The chief gave Leon’s lean frame a once-over, her lips pursing slightly in hesitation. Then, she reached up, tugged out a few strands of her vibrant red hair, and held them out to him.

"These, combined with the Witch’s Broom, will protect you in most situations. But… don’t touch them yet!"

With a flick of her slender wrist, she deftly avoided Leon’s outstretched hand. Her expression turned serious as she warned him:

"It will protect you automatically without draining your stamina or mental energy. But before I give it to you, you must promise me—absolutely, absolutely, absolutely—that you won’t touch it with your hands!"

"…"

No touching… So you don’t want me to learn anything about it?

"Forget I said anything…"

Seeing Leon’s puzzled expression, the chief seemed to regret her words and quickly retracted her hand, waving dismissively.

"Emma’s almost done with her mission. Just wait here at the bureau for a few days until she gets back. Her bandages are just as effective as these strands of my hair and will keep you safe."

"…"

Hearing that he’d need Emma to protect him made Leon feel a twinge of embarrassment. His fragile male pride flared up, and without thinking, he extended his right hand.

"Then just give it to me. I promise I won’t touch it… uh…"

Caught off guard by the chief’s incredulous stare, Leon hurriedly pulled up his sleeve with his left hand, exposing his wrist.

"You misunderstood. I wasn’t asking you to put the hair in my hand—I meant you could tie it directly around my wrist."

"The wrist isn’t safe either. You might accidentally brush against it."

Shaking her head at Leon’s suggestion, the chief stepped closer. Reaching out, she hooked a finger around the back of his neck and gently pulled him toward her.

"Bend your head down. I’ll tie it around your neck."

"Uh… alright…"

As Leon found himself face-to-face with the chief’s ample bosom, he felt his ears grow hot. Quickly closing his eyes, he arched his back awkwardly and stiffened his neck, waiting for her to finish tying the strands. But…

"Lower your head a bit more. I can’t reach."

At the sound of her sultry voice in his ear, Leon’s heart skipped a beat. Blood rushed uncontrollably to his ears, and he could swear he heard the whooshing sound of it rushing through his veins.

Lower… Lower, and I’ll be buried in there!

Sure, he had glanced briefly when he entered the building earlier, but that was purely accidental—a fleeting, instinctive glance followed by a polite and immediate redirection of his gaze.

But now, if he obeyed her request and buried his head further, he’d officially cement his status as a pervert. No amount of river water would wash away that shame.

Subconsciously clenching his fists, Leon awkwardly reminded her:

"Uh… bending my head might not be convenient. Why don’t you stand on your tiptoes?"

"What do you mean, tiptoes?!"

Clearly growing impatient, the chief urged him on:

"It’s simple! Just bend over a little! Why should I have to tiptoe? Hurry up and move!"

"…"

Though he genuinely hadn’t intended to take advantage of the situation, Leon realized his reminders weren’t getting through. Fine, he’d try one last time.

To make it clear that lowering his head any further was inappropriate, Leon took a deep breath and exhaled sharply through his nose.

"Huh?"

A soft, teasing huff followed, but instead of hearing her step back, Leon heard her complain again:

"Why are you blowing on my chest? Stop fooling around and lower your head! I’ve got plenty of work to do!"

"…"

Oh no…

"There we go! See, that’s better!"

Watching Leon reluctantly bow his head with his eyes closed, the chief chuckled approvingly. But she quickly urged him on again:

"Did you even lower it a millimeter? Move more!"

"…"

"Lower, lower—it’s still not enough!"

"…"

"Lower! Lower!"

"…"

Lower? I’m already bent at a ninety-degree angle! Even a Pekingese could reach high enough standing on its hind legs!

This whole “lower your head” thing is clearly a setup…

Utterly exasperated, Leon opened his eyes. Sure enough, instead of what he feared, all he saw was the slightly worn wooden floor of the chief’s office. The red-haired chief, meanwhile, had already returned to her seat behind the desk. Sipping her hot water delicately, she continued to call out cheerfully:

"Lower! Lower!"

"…"

"Aww~ Don’t be mad~"

Seeing Leon’s darkened expression, the chief set her cup down and leaned back in her chair, smiling mischievously.

"You hid the goat’s heart from me, and then you peeked when I accidentally exposed myself. Yet here I am, not holding a grudge. All I did was tease you a little. You’re not allowed to sulk!"

"…"

Pointing her index finger at Leon, she drew an imaginary circle in the air, manipulating the strands of hair to tie themselves neatly around his neck in a delicate bow.

"You managed to keep your eyes closed this whole time, resisting the temptation to peek, even though you had every excuse to take advantage of the situation. Now I can trust that you’ll keep your promise."

She leaned in conspiratorially, her tone playful but firm.

"Remember this: the strands around your neck are like my chest. If you happen to glance at them accidentally, I won’t get mad. But if you dare touch them with your hands… well, don’t blame me if I lose my temper!"

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