Otaku Translation: I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent! C146

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Chapter 146: Numbers

She’s… afraid?

stopped struggling and assessed the red-haired chief’s state. Her trembling form startled him, but he managed to lean close to her ear, enduring the crushing force of her embrace that felt like a hydraulic press.

“Are those people cursing you again?”

“Mm…”

After a soft sob, she nodded faintly, then burrowed deeper into his chest as if trying to escape something unspeakable. Her body shook uncontrollably, every movement driving her closer to him.

Stop squirming… If you keep this up, I’ll be the one who disappears.

As pitiful as her fragile demeanor was, Leon couldn’t help but feel a pang of self-pity. His ribs creaked under the pressure, and his lungs struggled for air, squeezed out by the vice-like grip. Summoning all his strength, he pressed his palms against her forehead and pushed with everything he had, finally freeing himself enough to gulp down two desperate breaths. Then, without hesitation, he covered her ears with his hands.

“How about now? Can you still hear them?”

“I can still hear them…”

She nodded miserably, tears streaming down her cheeks. “They’re not cursing me through my ears. Covering them won’t make it stop…”

Not through her ears? Then how? Through her mind? Her soul? Leon had used the before to peer upstairs, but he’d never seen anything unusual.

Straining his own ears, he listened intently for several moments, but the so-called “curses” remained silent. With no other options, Leon patted her back firmly and coaxed, “Come on, listen to me… Loosen your grip. You’re holding on too tight.”

“No…”

Rubbing her face against his chest, she sounded like a frightened child, whimpering, “If I let go, you’ll run away like everyone else. I don’t want that.”

You may not want me to leave, but I can’t handle much more of this. If you keep squeezing, my body might stay here, but my soul will be long gone.

Feeling the iron clamps around his torso tightening further, Leon began patting her back frantically, trying to reason with her. “I won’t run. I promise I won’t. And not only will I stay—I’ll curse them back for you.”

“R-really?”

“Really. Don’t believe me? Look into my eyes.”

“Well… let me see…”

After rubbing her tear-streaked face against his shirt, she looked up at him hesitantly, her red-rimmed eyes searching his. Finally, she loosened her arms slightly, though her grip on his shirt remained firm. “Actually… you don’t have to curse them. Just don’t leave me alone to face their words…”

“All right, I won’t leave.”

Definitely not. If she catches me again after another escape attempt, I’m done for.

Just moments ago, his attempt to leave had nearly snapped his spine. Now that he’d finally coaxed her into releasing him, Leon dared not move an inch. To prevent another sudden death hug while she endured the verbal assault, he carefully shifted her position. Slowly, he turned her onto her side, keeping her back to him.

Once they were no longer face-to-face, Leon gritted his teeth and pulled her tightly against him, ensuring her deadly arms were locked in place. He couldn’t afford to let go—not until she sobered up. If she turned around and hugged him again, his bones would undoubtedly snap like twigs.

“You’re so kind, Leon…”

Unaware of the pain etched on his face, she nestled into his embrace, finding comfort in the warmth and security of his hold. Curling up slightly, she murmured softly, “ used to hold me like this when she lived at the bureau. But one time, after I held her too tightly all night, she refused to let me near her again. The next day, she moved back to …”

“…”

So Emma, the previous victim, really did endure what I’m going through now?

Leon shuddered at the thought, clutching her even tighter. He couldn’t let go. Absolutely not. Even Emma, with her legendary resilience, hadn’t been able to withstand a full night of the chief’s embrace. Unlike her, Leon didn’t have immortality to fall back on. If the chief turned around and hugged him again, it would truly be the end.

And that damn black goat—how dare it claim my luck was fine? All I did was try to bring a drunk chief upstairs to rest, and I ended up facing life-or-death peril. Nearly strangled to death, and it calls this “good luck”?

…

“By the way, Leon.”

Just as Leon was silently praying for her to fall asleep quickly—and hopefully not toss and turn—the red-haired chief, now calmer and no longer shaking, leaned against him and whispered, “Do you want to know what’s upstairs?”

Hmm?

Leon froze momentarily before replying cautiously, “Chief, I don’t know what’s upstairs, but according to confidentiality protocols, anything guarded by the should remain secret even from Tier-3 Incident Responders.”

“It’s fine.”

She shook her head gently. “Unlike other anomalies at its level, its existence isn’t a secret. Not only do most chiefs know about it, but many veteran employees of Tiers 1 and 2 are aware too. They even know it’s in my possession. Information like this, despite its high danger rating, has been classified as public lore—like . Sharing it with you wouldn’t violate any rules. You can listen without worry.”

Something seemed off… Her speech suddenly became much more coherent. Had she sobered up during their struggle?

Leon mulled over her behavior and realized she wasn’t trying to enlighten him but rather needed someone to listen. He loosened his grip slightly and nodded. “Go ahead. I’m curious.”

“Okay. Hold me tighter, and I’ll tell you.”

Seemingly savoring the warmth behind her, she nestled closer, her flushed cheeks fading. Closing her eyes, she curled up and whispered, “On the top floor lies an anomaly numbered . As for the 129.6 million ‘people’ cursing me—they collectively form another numbered anomaly, currently designated . Both belong to me.”

Numbers? 004? 013?

“The numbering system I’m referring to predates your concept of . It’s a manual ranking devised by scholars at headquarters based on factors like user compatibility, past performance, effect intensity, range, cost, and overall impact.”

Anticipating his confusion, she paused and explained without opening her eyes. “Typically, the lower the number, the more terrifying the anomaly’s potential when fully unleashed. For example, your —if pushed to its limits—would rank within the top 150. And if you were to assemble all seven components of that goat, thanks to your exceptional synergy, it might crack the top 100.”

The black goat… That arrogant thing claims it’s invincible beneath true gods, yet it barely scrapes into the top 100? And only “might” achieve that with the boost from a gold-tier badge?

Leon sighed inwardly, torn between disbelief and exasperation.

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