"Boss, we’ve come to save you!!"

"Bind!"

"Ugh, what the hell is this!?"

"Gyah!"

"Hey, I’m really gonna shoot! Put your hands up!"

"Bind!"

"Whoa! What the hell is this!?"

They keep coming with katanas and guns, but they never attack all at once or ambush me together.

This isn’t America, and even for a criminal gang, waving around a sword or firing a gun in peaceful Japan isn’t something they can easily do. Plus, they’re just scammers. I doubt any of them have actually fired a gun before.

"Sh-Shit, you bastard!"

Bang!

"What the…!?"

"Bind!"

One guy actually fired a shot, but the bullet never reached me thanks to my barrier magic.

Every time I sensed someone approaching, I hit them with a Bind spell. After restraining about twenty of them, no one else came upstairs.

"Alright, time to catch the rest."

"Wh-Who the hell are you?!"

I ignore the screaming and tighten their restraints so they can’t use their phones. Not that calling for reinforcements would help.

According to my presence-detection skill, there are just over ten left. Let’s go round them up.

"Eek! How did you find me!?"

"Bind."

Sorry, but no matter where you hide, my presence-detection skill makes your location completely obvious. The last five are by the building’s entrance.

"Why won’t this open!?"

"Let us out!"

The automatic door is open, but an invisible wall blocks their path. Fūsuke’s barrier magic covers the windows and entrance.

"Bind!"

"Ahh!"

"Whoa!"

"Thanks, Fūsuke. If anyone tries to get in, let them in and trap them with the barrier, okay?"

"Hoo!"

I’ve captured everyone in the building without a scratch. In this world, being able to use magic gives me a ridiculous advantage.

But the real work starts now. I need to find aunt's money and ensure these bastards never commit these crimes again.

"Y-You bastard! I swear I'll find out who you are and make you pay!"

"I'll kill you!"

I return to the fifth floor, where the first group who burst in with weapons are still ranting despite being restrained.

I’m furious too. They tried to assault a helpless girl. I need to shut them up, find the money, and delete any videos they’ve taken.

"Shut up. I have questions. Answer only what I ask."

"Go to hell, asshole! I'll kill you!"

The biggest of the group screams at me. He’s probably the enforcer. Break him, and the rest will fall in line.

I release only his arms and grab his right hand.

"The fuck you think you're doing?! Let go, you bas—GAAAHHH!"

Crack. Snap. Crunch.

Using the strength inherited from the Great Mage, I crush his right hand. I feel the sickening crunch of bone, even through my calm-skill-induced detachment.

"Agh…"

His arm twists unnaturally, smashed flat like it’s been through a press.

"Heal."

"Ugh… wh-what the hell!? My hand—it’s healed!?"

With my healing magic, his mangled arm returns to normal in an instant. The others stare, eyes wide.

"Some of you might know this already, but I can use special powers. That was healing magic. It means I can tear you apart, over and over, and keep fixing you to do it again. Anyone else wanna volunteer?"

"……"

They fall silent. Healing magic has a… persuasive effect during interrogation.

"Now, where are the videos of the assaults?"

"……"

They exchange glances, the so-called 'Boss' glaring at them to keep quiet.

Ordinarily, I’d separate them so no one knows who talked, but that’s too much effort. Let’s see if the Boss can be more… cooperative.

"Wh-What are you doing?! You touch me, and my men won't stand for it! We’ll ruin you and everyone you care about—"

Crack.

"GYAAAAAAAAHHHH…!"

I plant my foot on his crotch and crush his balls.

He screams once and passes out. Damn, that was intense—even with my calm skill, my stomach churns. Yeah, no man wants to see that.

"Looks like the Boss is out. So here’s the deal: anyone who stays silent gets the same treatment. And if that doesn’t work, I’ll heal you and do it all over again."

From that moment, every one of them spilled everything they knew—except for the unconscious Boss.