Unlimited Blade Works of the Raging Dimension 37

Title: Jaegers

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, five days had gone by since Shirou obtained his Imperial Arms.

Many things happened during these five days. Esdeath’s forces finally gathered. The unit called the Jaegers is a special police unit composed of Imperial Arms users. They are elites selected from across the nation. The time it took for them to gather was also slightly longer.

For Esdeath, this was something to be happy about. After all, the troops had gathered, and the battles she desired were soon to come.

However, for Shirou, it was a bit more complicated.

The rhythmic sound of chopping echoed from the kitchen and into the Jaegers’ meeting room.

“I think it’s a bit strange that someone as strong as Shirou can cook, don’t you?”

The speaker was a blue-haired young man. His name was Wave, and he was an Imperial Arms user transferred from the Navy.

Wave felt his worldview was somewhat shaken. He had been transferred from the southern navy to the imperial capital and was full of longing for the imperial capital. He had also long heard about his future boss, General Esdeath. To build a close relationship with his comrades, he even brought specialties from his hometown as gifts for them.

However, he was slightly surprised.

‘No wonder Bols, who looks so terrifying, is such a skilled cook. Although it’s strange to see him wearing a mask, he turns out to be kind-hearted.’

Bols was an Imperial Arms user transferred from the Empire’s incineration corps. His bare upper body was covered in burns of various sizes, and his somewhat frightening mask made the newly arrived Wave quite scared.

‘But why is Shirou so skilled at defeating General Esdeath?’

Wave screamed in his heart. When they had just gathered, their direct superior gave them a demonstration of her power. Without using any Imperial Arms, she relied solely on her agile skills to defeat all the elites from across the nation. Only one person refused, but then when Esdeath introduced Shirou, she said: “This is my lover, and the only one who can defeat me.”

This made all those who had lost terrified, even the somewhat silly Kurome was no exception.

“Wave, stop daydreaming. It only makes you look more outdated.” A crisp voice sounded in Wave’s ear. The speaker was a girl wearing a school uniform. Strangely, what was surprising was that her face looked very similar to Akame’s.

Her name was Kurome. She was Akame’s younger sister and the only Jaeger to survive Esdeath’s attack. When she was young, she and her sister were sold to the Empire and entered the assassin training center to receive assassination training. Because she was not selected as one of the seven elites, she was injected with drugs to enhance her abilities, but the burden she bore was quite heavy, and she had to continuously consume drugs to maintain her bodily functions. Due to the drugs, there was no way to kill her without decapitating her or destroying her heart.

However, at this moment, Kurome did not have the demeanor of a strong person. She just held a human-sized greatsword, clutching a bag of biscuits in her hand, and kept munching on them. She only stopped occasionally and headed towards the kitchen.

“Huh? Really? Do I really look unfashionable?” Wave hurriedly looked at his clothes.

‘Am I really that unfashionable? This is the most fashionable outfit in my hometown. But...’

Wave glanced at Kurome, ‘She’s still very young but has such strong power. Worthy of being the imperial capital. There are so many elites here.’

Noticing Wave’s gaze, Kurome raised her head and looked at him.

“I won’t give you any food even if you stare at it.”

Her small hands immediately tightly protected the bag of snacks.

“Who wants to snatch your snacks?” Wave couldn’t help but complain.

“Alright, alright, Wave, stop making such a fuss. It only makes your outdated nature more obvious.”

The speaker was a flamboyant man dressed like a scholar. His name was Dr. Stylish, and he was also a member of the Jaegers.

Dr. Stylish winked at Wave: “But it’s okay, Wave, just come to my room tonight, I’ll give you a chance from head to toe and let you enter the field of fashion.”

“No, no thank you. I feel fine now, haha...”

Wave broke out in a cold sweat, and his hair stood on end.

‘Why is there such a weird person in the future? Fortunately, there are still some normal ones.’

He turned to the two people beside him. One was a handsome man with a feathered headdress. His gentle and elegant temperament made people feel good about him. The other was a beautiful girl who seemed full of energy. However, her hands appeared to have been modified and emitted a metallic sheen.

The man’s name was Run, an Imperial Arms user who came to the imperial capital from the border province. The girl’s name was Seryu Ubiquitous, an Imperial Arms user transferred from the imperial capital’s security forces. It should be mentioned that due to her connections with the palace, Seryu currently did not kill Sheele, but after hearing the sad news of Ogre’s “accidental death,” to continue upholding the justice in her heart, she still underwent the transformation.

“Alright, alright Wave, you better be quiet for now, Dr. Stylish. Being too enthusiastic might make people misunderstand your good intentions.”

Run spoke slowly with a smile on his face, and the friendly smile slightly calmed Wave’s panicked heart.

Back to the kitchen.

Shirou wore an apron, held a knife in his hand, and performed his actions with an expression more focused than in battle.

He skillfully scaled and cleaned the fresh fish one by one, arranging them neatly. The fresh fish brought by Wave were of excellent quality, which made him unable to resist trying them himself.

“Bols, salt the fish.”

He skillfully made three cuts on each side of the fish and handed it to Bols beside him.

“Alright.” Bols took the fish, placed it on a plate, and began his work. The cook with the best culinary skills among the Jaegers in the original work could only assist after Shirou arrived. However, his cooking skills were still very strong, and he did not feel pressured in assisting Shirou.

Originally, Esdeath wanted to go to the kitchen to help Shirou directly, but was firmly driven out. If Esdeath were really allowed into the kitchen, all the Jaegers members would be hospitalized the next day due to food poisoning.

Shirou cleaned the fish in his hands and began preparing the next dish.

The fish brought by Wave were not only of good quality but also plentiful. Some were used to make soup, some were fried, and finally, some were grilled, which was almost enough for the people outside to eat.

Time passed slowly, and the tempting aroma gradually drifted into the Jaegers’ meeting room, stimulating everyone’s sense of smell. Esdeath was no exception. Even Kurome, who always hated the smell of fish, couldn’t help but swallow her saliva, staring at the kitchen door without blinking.

Finally, under the eager gazes of the Jaegers members, Shirou and Bols each carried large trays and brought the prepared dishes to the table one by one.

Shirou looked around and said to the impatient people, “Everyone, let’s eat now.”