The blue sky and white clouds are wandering slowly, and occasionally a few birds fly across the sky, leaving behind a string of crisp chirps.

On the green lawn halfway up the mountain, there lay a young man wearing a baseball cap, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, with a look of helplessness in his dark eyes.

He is Fanqi... No, now he should be called Hattori Heiji.

In his previous life, he was a well-known mechanic in the underworld.

At least seven or eight hundred people have "disappeared" at his hands.