I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 93 Returning home in glory
"Xiao You, Xiao Qiong, you're back~~"

"Hello, Granny Senbon."

Qiong Mei stopped and returned the greeting to the smiling old woman by the roadside.

On the other side, several middle-aged people passing by stopped and greeted the two in a friendly, even somewhat obsequious, manner.

"Hello, Mr. Kobayashi,"

"Mr. Kawada."

The girl had no choice but to return the greetings in turn, as if it were some kind of formal social occasion.

"I'm so tired,"

Back home, Qiong Mei threw herself onto the sofa and pulled over a cushion.

She's a bit of a homebody by nature, and suddenly being greeted by so many people and having to return their greetings left her feeling exhausted.

"I don't want to go out."

"So, should we move?"

Sitting on the opposite sofa, You made a suggestion.

“For example, the ‘Sacred Tree Zone’ looks pretty good.”

If you move there, your neighbors will definitely be rich and powerful, so there won't be so much trouble.

"No,"

The girl glanced at the room, shook her head slightly, and her long, smooth hair swayed behind her.

"Our memories are here."

"Okay, but we probably won't be able to ride the tram anymore."

The two extraordinary individuals riding the tram were fine with it, but what about the other passengers? They'd think: "Sir, please don't squeeze onto the tram with us ordinary people. What if there's any bumping or bruising?"
"Hmph~ So you've already started to think of yourself as a Middle Eastern tycoon?"

The girl lying on the sofa looked up and rolled her eyes at You.

"Should we buy an electric car too?"

Qiongmei was telling a famous joke about a Middle Eastern tycoon: The tycoon's son was studying abroad and wrote back saying that everything was fine, except that all his classmates took the subway while he rode a Rolls-Royce; so the tycoon transferred 100 million US dollars to his son and wrote back: Go buy a subway car to ride in, so that his classmates won't look down on him.

"Although it may sound like boasting, our current status is by no means inferior to that of so-called 'nouveau riche'."

Knock knock knock,

Just as the two were chatting, there was a knock on the door.

She got up and opened the door, and what appeared before her was:

Please forgive my unauthorized visit.

Two female police officers in plainclothes, one with long, mature hair and the other with a bob haircut.

“Mr. Yu, we are here on behalf of the government.”

After glancing at the 'Second Section Chief of the Extraordinary Countermeasures Section' badge that the other party had pulled out, You slightly stepped aside.

"Please come in."

"Excuse me." X2
The two policewomen changed their shoes and came to the living room: Qiong Mei had already gotten up and gone to the kitchen to prepare tea for the guests; at the same time, she also had a legitimate reason to avoid them.

“Mr. Yu, you are probably well aware of our purpose in coming here.”

"Speaking of which, this is our second time meeting."

"Ok?"

You touched her chin, and then suddenly realized.

"So it's you."

"Sorry, I didn't recognize you because you weren't wearing a police uniform. I remember you were..."

Seeing that Yu had completely forgotten his posture, Fuji Seiko had no choice but to reintroduce herself.

"I am Fuji Seiko, the head of the Second Section of the Extraordinary Countermeasures Division."

"This is my partner, Kawai Mai."

Hi, hello.

The young policewoman who raised her hand and smiled to greet him realized she had been too frivolous and quickly straightened her face.

"Don't be shy, please speak freely."

Yu raised her hand in greeting. Although she was just a high school student, her aura overwhelmed the two people in front of her, making the two policewomen wonder if there was something wrong with their memories.

Is this still the same naive boy I remember? No, once you possess extraordinary power, you can't be judged by ordinary standards.

"That's right, Mr. Yu."

"You are a superhuman, aren't you?"

Faced with Yu raising his hand again, signaling 'continue,' Fujiseiko spoke once more:
"This question may be offensive, but Mr. Yu, are you a native transcendent or an artificial transcendent?"

As she asked this question, Fujiseiko's muscles tensed, and her 'demon power' began to circulate within her, ready at any moment—

Don't get me wrong, it wasn't a sudden attack to hurt anyone, but rather to protect Mai beside me!
Inquiring about the background of an extraordinary being is a taboo subject, especially for 'original extraordinary beings'. Many of their abilities are invincible when unknown, but once known, their value is greatly diminished.

For example, the girl codenamed 'Flying Demon'—if you didn't know her abilities, and she touched you at close range, you'd be lucky to escape with your life.

Once you know this, you can use long-range artillery. Hehe.

"Me,"

There was no 'drastic change in expression' or 'immediate action'; Yu stroked his chin.

"I should be considered to have 'extraordinary heritage'."

? ?
What the hell is this?

While the two policewomen were puzzled, he continued to talk freely.

"Human beings are best at learning and becoming stronger."

"Since ancient times, Onmyoji, sorcerers, samurai, and even some ninjas have possessed extraordinary powers, which have been passed down through families."

"Unfortunately, the world changed drastically later, spiritual energy declined, and supernatural powers faded away, and these all became legends."

"Ah? Could it be... that you are...?"

The young policewoman looked astonished, her mind racing through numerous supernatural manga plots such as 'Ushio and Tora, Inuyasha, Ga-Rei'.

"Yes, I am someone who has inherited the art of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements—"

"Spellcaster."

Yu gave the young policewoman an approving look. This guy was a bit silly, but he was pretty good as a straight man.

"Of course, even if spiritual energy revives, special methods are still needed to become extraordinary: I don't know if other families still have such a tradition after a thousand years."

With a face full of 'regret', Yu seriously spouted nonsense. Anyway, he was in charge of all the extraordinary beings in the world. If he said they existed, then they existed!

No? Then your ancestors must have abandoned the tradition themselves!

So this is ah,

The two policewomen nodded to each other, in addition to receiving the 'monster's' power and the original extraordinary abilities bestowed upon them.

And artificial superhumans using 'superhuman serum', and 'inherited superhumans' who gain power through inheritance and continuously learn and strengthen themselves?
"Mr. Yu just said that one can become stronger through learning?"

"certainly,"

Yu readily admitted it.

"Samurai are tempered and refined between life and death, Onmyoji learn the Five Elements from nature and monsters, and Shintoism cleanses the soul and obtains divine rewards. These are all ways to become stronger."

After saying that, he looked at the two policewomen in front of him with a half-smile.

"Don't tell me that your government doesn't have any cases of 'self-reliance' to become stronger."

?

Colonel Guile!

The first thing that came to Fuji Seiko's mind was that American colonel.

Everyone else is an 'artificial superhuman,' but he can develop 'self-created combat skills,' which clearly makes him a level above others.

Judging from Senior Yizhi's mutterings, she seems to have recently figured out her 'self-created skill' and is now mastering it.

"correct,"

Yu pointed towards the sacred tree, "Today I visited the shrine of Inari, and heard that the 'Hakuzosu' intends to teach shrine maidens."

"If your government is interested, you might consider finding a solution here. As for me—"

That's a joke. Onmyoji have always been a family of secret arts practitioners.

Do you dare to pry into someone else's family secrets?
There is a way to die!

"Brother, what if those two policewomen..."

After the two policewomen left, Qiongmei came over and asked in a low voice.

She hasn't forgotten that her brother once disposed of four scoundrels.

"Don't worry, they won't do anything."

Yu remained unfazed by this.

"It's just a minor issue. Compared to other superhumans, we're practically law-abiding citizens."

This is the truth!

Let's not even talk about Qiong Mei; the only creatures that died at her hands were mosquitoes.

Even among those he personally killed, there were very few.

what?
The typhoon affected most of Yokosuka City, with more than 300,000 people affected and countless casualties.
That was done by 'Hai Ming', what does it have to do with me?

Moreover, during this period, apart from a few lucky individuals who upheld the law, who else could become extraordinary without blood on their hands?
Revenge when there is hatred, revenge when there is hatred!
Those artificially created superhumans are all powerful and influential; where are the 'good men and women'?
When it comes to killing, the most active are those who go around cracking down on cults in the mountains.

As the saying goes, "One shot and the cabinet collapses, and suddenly the world seems vast."
He showed absolutely no mercy to cult leaders who manipulated people's hearts and minds.

The killings created a climate of fear in the island nation's religious community, and many cults disbanded and fled.

Otherwise, given the current abundance of extraordinary events, there should be countless cults spouting doomsday theories and salvation theories everywhere.

"So, the government will take care of this little thing for us."

They were just four missing thugs.

Even if there were no evidence, the island nation's government would turn a blind eye to the corpse even if it were placed in the courtyard!
Extraordinary, the trend is set!
Beep beep beep

The phone rang, and You put it to her ear.

"What's wrong? Are you overwhelmed by your relatives, Nao-sensei?"

"Yu-kun, you guessed it long ago, didn't you? Why are you still laughing?"

On the other end of the phone,
Nao's weary voice came through the phone.

"My entryway is practically worn down by people walking around it, all sorts of relatives and neighbors."

Unlike the Yu family, which only has two siblings, the Nao family has both parents. They also frequently interact with their neighbors, so naturally, everyone comes to offer their congratulations on this occasion.

This is far more valuable than getting into the University of Tokyo, or even achieving fame and success. In an island nation with hundreds of millions of people, the number of those who achieve extraordinary talent hasn't even broken into the triple digits.
"And my father, the company president,"

"Right downstairs, the two had already started drinking 'sworn brotherhood wine': he wanted to give half of the company's shares to my father."

Are you working so hard?
Yu smiled and joked, having anticipated this.

"So, when we meet tomorrow, should I call you 'Young Miss'?"

"Yu-kun~~~"

The girl's drawn-out dissatisfaction came through the phone.
"Thank you, though."

"At least today, my father and mother won't argue."

In such a prosperous life, even the greatest grudges would be temporarily set aside: besides, before arguing with their 'extraordinary' daughter, those two should think it over first.

If my daughter can't take it and suddenly attacks someone, then everyone will burst into laughter.

"What's our relationship? Don't be so polite—?"

The phone was snatched away by Qiong Mei, and then the girl hugged his arm.

"It's time to go to bed."

No, you're already extraordinary, and you still want to stay in my bed?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Yu and Sora went to sleep.

But in Tokyo, there are too many people who can't sleep.

Next to the Sacred Tree area, Shibuya, already brightly lit and known as a '24-hour city that never sleeps,' was now bustling with people. Countless young people gathered there, passionately discussing the towering tree next door. They dreamed of becoming extraordinary themselves and soaring to great heights!
However, for the vast majority of people, this is something that can only be hoped for but not achieved.

Those people on the street who sing, paint, or do performance art are still giving their all for their dreams, but unfortunately, they are defeated by a lack of talent.

Meanwhile, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department was bustling with people.

"This is the data on the new superhumans?"

Looking at the mountain of documents in front of her, Director Zhu Ya was both exhausted and excited.

"Yes,"

As the documents were compiled, information on various extraordinary beings who came to worship the sacred tree, such as Itsumade, Rin-yūdō, Inmara, and Chakri, came into view.

Don't misunderstand, the so-called 'train' isn't something that runs on rails. It's a being burning with flames, carrying sinners to hell. Another legend says it's a monster that stirs up storms during funerals, opens the coffin, and steals the body.

Legend has it that many powerful demons like to use them as mounts: unfortunately, the identity of the skeleton nobleman who rode the "train" is unknown.

Otherwise, there might be descendants of the other party among the high-ranking cabinet officials.

"Oh, what a pity."

So many extraordinary individuals, yet few heeded the island nation's government's offer of recruitment, and all left on their own.

How could Director Zhu Ya not feel heartbroken?
With the stunning debut of 'Sea Roar', its terrifying power taught humanity a lesson.

Even the American fleet was trapped in port and brutally beaten. Most countries were filled with fear and panic, and despite the ongoing storm, countless flights flocked to Tokyo, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of "whoever possesses the extraordinary will rule the world."

"Director, news has come from America."

Lying on the office sofa, resting, Iori Kazuka pressed her earpiece.

"They categorize 'Haiming' as Grade A, with the standard being its ability to influence a large-scale battle."

?

"Where did those guys get the guts?"

"How dare you place Lord 'Umi-Naraka' on the same level as the God of Inari?"

Director Zhuya was surprised, not because he looked down on Haiming: the strength this elder of the Suzuka Mountain family had shown so far was completely 'out of the league' compared to other extraordinary beings. Even the mysterious 'Mr. San' would have to concede to him before demonstrating large-scale destructive power.

"No,"

Iori Ichika answered, pressing the microphone on her earpiece.
"America has elevated Inari to the S-level,"

"His subordinate 'divine messenger' Hakuzosu is also ranked A."

So,
Director Zhuya tapped her fingers on the table and gave the order.

"We've made the same adjustment: Level A will now correspond to the extraordinary level 'Dragon'!"

Dragons can be hidden or visible, small or large, short or long; they ascend to the sky at the spring equinox and dive into the abyss at the autumn equinox; they take water as their god, and a single drop can satiate valleys; ordinary people who see them will surely bow down and worship.

As for the S-class...
Of course, it belongs to the level of 'gods'.

"And this Mr. Yu..."

Sorcerer
In other words, they were ancient Onmyoji. As a top student from Tokyo University, Director Takeya was naturally aware of the existence of this profession.

The most famous of them all is Abe no Seimei!
That great Onmyōji who was active in the Heian period held high-ranking positions such as Daizen Daifu (Grand Steward of the Imperial Kitchen), Astronomical Doctor, Assistant to the Chief Accountant, Director of the Granary, Governor of Harima, and Assistant to the Left Capital Governor; he served six emperors in total, starting with Emperor Suzaku and continuing through Murakami, Reizei, En'yū, Kazan, and Ichijō.

He spent his life strategizing with others, and never miscalculated.

In his time, there was a famous saying: "I may not know Minamoto no Yoshitsune, but I know Seimei." Many customs of later generations originated from him.

His twelve shikigami were all renowned demons, and even the final sealing of the white-faced, nine-tailed, golden-haired fox 'Tamamo-no-Mae' was overseen by his grandson.

If these were just 'myths and legends' before, now they are 'epic records'!

A group of old men studying history are rummaging through his life story in old papers.

After all, there is currently a being in the island nation who wields the 'Killing Stone':

"I wonder what that 'Mr. Three' is doing?"

(End of this chapter)