Chapter 8: What’s in The Bin?

In a realm far far away

Regional Designation: XXXX XXX 5318008

At the nexus of all realities

FBI Regional Headquarters

(Third Person POV)

In an elusive place surrounded by galaxies and stars. We see a large, square shaped building on a floating rock.

At the base of the rock there's an entrance to the building. But what is really peculiar is that there are several floating portals of various colours with nameplates next to them. They all float in two neat rows and run parallel to each other, with a path in between to facilitate traffic.

It is through one such portal, that we see a non-descript child, no older than 8, walk through. Wearing a formal suit and a Manila folder in hand, he enters the building with purpose.

He promptly boards an elevator and clicks the button for the top floor. And as he passes by the floors, the elevator is soon filled with occupants.

Curiously, they are all children, ranging from 5 to 8 years old and they carry themselves with a certain sense of duty.

The further the elevator rises, the less crowded it becomes and the child we saw at the beginning is now all alone as the elevator finally reaches his destination.

The moment he exits the elevator, he is assaulted by the absolute chaos of flying papers, secretaries running around like headless chickens and children yelling into the phones at their desks.

It was a nightmare, but it didn't faze the child at the slightest.

As he observed the place, his eyes lit up, like an eagle that had found it's prey.

He strides over to a slightly chubby child, busy giving orders to two sweaty secretaries who look like they might just jump out the window from sheer stress.

"Excuse me, ma'am. Could I have a moment of your time?" Asks the child politely.

"Now what do you want?" The chubby one responds rather rudely but with a flash of his badge, he shuts down what she was going to say next.

"Can we speak in your office?" The child inquires, to which she nods and leads the way to a cabin situated in the corner of the floor.

"The last time I saw you, Reginald, was when I ordered you to track down the signals we traced from a planet named Earth and code named: 83765 - 25687. Any news on that front?" The chubby child asks the child, now named Reginald, as they enter her office.

"Yes ma'am, and I believe that it has to do with the pedo we arrested a few months ago." Reginald replied with confidence as he deactivated his cloaking device, revealing his golden blonde hair.

"Ho? Good good. Nothing serious then?" The chubby child confirmed.

"Affirmative. However, I believe that there is something that would require the PRO's assistance(Public Relations Officer)."

"Explain!" The chubby child demanded.

And so he did. About how that due to the arrest of one- ROB Code named: 530700 ÷ 15, the reincarnation of our beloved MC was disrupted just before his birth.

He also went on in detail about the contract which was found at the place of arrest which was in threat of being broken. And breaking a contract for beings such as them was a big no-no.

After listening to the whole situation, the chubby child agreed. "Indeed, it's a job for the PRO. Here, take this. It allows you to take a small amount from the department fund. Give that kid a tip as an apology. He could be a future recruit."

Reginald took the coin the child handed to him and activated his cloaking device as he got ready to depart.

But before he could, he asked the chubby child, "Still no clue on the Snatchers case?"

The chubby child cursed before saying, "The Red Room trained them well. Their last sighting was near the border. The entire regional headquarters is being grilled for not even knowing what their goals were, let alone knowing if they succeeded or not."

Reginald gave a final pitying smile before leaving the cabin in search of the PRO.

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(MC POV)

As I stepped out of Aokigahara, the biggest forest in Japan, the first thing I did was to head to an eatery.

And as I sat there, in a McDonalds, you might be wondering, 'Isn't he a naked since he's never needed clothes before? Ohh and he was possessing an ant humanoid's body."

The answer is pretty simple. The Aokigahara forest is not called the suicide forest for nothing.

Even if the clothes available wasn't presentable and intact. A shirt from here and a pant from there and viola. You have a wearable set of clothes.

If someone asks, I can just say that a bear chased me away from my camp and that my wallet was the only thing that was on me.

And speaking of money, I have just enough to eat for a couple of days. Not much, but given the fact that they're suicide victims, you can't expect them to be loaded.

I mean, why die if you can dry your tears with a 100,00 yen bill? (A/N: Suicide is bad. This work doesn't condone such actions and if you feel that you are in a dark place, get professional help.)

As for my body. Well, no matter how durable the ant body was, it couldn't last for months under the strain of hosting a symbiote.

And as for my current situation, I took over the body of a recently deceased teen. He was a victim of bullying and his parents were suffering financially. With his piss poor grades, the financial suffering was bound cripple their family.

So he decided to move onto his next great adventure. It would spare his family from feeding another mouth.

So here I am. In the body of Kenji Nakamura. (A/N: Who is this guy and why can't I get his name out of my head?) Eating the thickest burger a person can realistically fit in their mouth.

The one thing that Kenji and several other victims I found, had in common, was their lack of a quirk or the presence of a mutation based quirk. Sage had analysed the remains and reported them to me.

All this did nothing but reaffirm my stance to mend this dysfunctional society. But my burger comes first. Followed by some bepsi.

*Burp* As I walked out the McDonalds with the employees looking at me in astonishment, I knew that it was time to get a move on and establish a firm footing for myself.

I had to first get a new body. This one was recently gone missing so the case might still be open and I don't want the authorities sniffing up my ass anytime soon.

So I walked into the city proper, and the farther I moved away from the forest, the more I seemed to be able to smell…. Something. I hadn't even upgraded my senses. More like I couldn't. But that's not the point.

And the more I focused on it, the more prominent it became. By the time I reached the place where my nose was leading me, it was already long past dusk.

I was standing in front of a large container(like a shipping container) that read "BIO WASTE". Along with "Fuji City Maternity Hospital and Research Centre" under it.

As I gained awareness of my surroundings I realised that Sage had helped me get past a sleeping guard and bypass a fence as well.

Whatever was in this container was affecting me on a deeper level than I realised. It was at that moment that Sage spoke, "You have finally responded to stimuli, host."

And my thought was confirmed with that statement.

"And host, there is a message for you." Sage interrupted my thoughts. Did I hear that right?

"Yes, host. You've got mail."

(A/N: Sorry for the late release. I fought my first keyboard warrior yesterday and even though I held the high ground, I was on the back foot (newbie author here!). It wasn't until a knight in shining armour came in and defended my honour as if I were a damsel in distress, that I could finally ease up.

Even though I won(kinda), my mindset was destroyed and I couldn't write the chapter as it needs a certain frame which I could not achieve.

But still, a couple of hours of doom scrolling, some nice family time and a couple of funny YT vids and I could finally complete this chapter!

And for the sake of authenticity, I read up on various academic articles about the disposal of a dead fetus. (What I do so y'all can have a good read)

Did you know that it was not until 2004, when dead fetuses were found discarded as general waste by an obstetrician who ran a clinic, in Yokohama City, that it was recognized as a major problem.

And even after that, until recent times, the corpse of a fetus would generally be collected and incinerated as infectious waste. Japan needs some serious work.

Anyway, my end semester exams start in 10 hours and would only end just before Christmas. So I'll be posting one chap every two days until I finish the intro arc(it's like 5 more chapters) I don't want to screw over my education for an entire year so please bear with me. And then you'll see me only after Christmas.

And as a sort of Christmas special, I'll write a chapter about the why our MC was reincarnated.

Like an interlude(soon to be interlewd) between arcs.

So keep me in your library!! I'll be back!!

Thank you all for the 40k views and 300+ collections in just a little more than THREE days [3 am of the fourth day rn]. 🥹🥰)