Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 19 Do you want toilet paper?
"Jinguji Miko, what should we do now? Should we just pack up and take the victims away?"

Officer Higurashi looked at the other commercial vehicle.

There, Jinguji just stepped out of the car.

At this moment, she not only put on the standard red and white witch costume again, but also had a thick stack of talisman paper hanging around her waist and an old black umbrella on her back.

"There are so many people here, the evil spirits probably won't attack. Let's just observe for now. If the toilet paper girl doesn't show up tonight, it won't be too late to bring her back to the shrine for protection."

He squinted his eyes and glanced around the bustling night market to confirm that there was nothing unusual, then Jinguji followed the crowd into the night market.

The shrine maiden costume is the traditional costume of District 11. Coupled with the rise of otaku culture and COSPLAY in recent years, and the Tokyo University of the Arts nearby, others just treat her as a student who just came back from a COS event.

"All units, take your positions, the miko has taken action..."

The agents around were on high alert, staring intently at Jinguji, and walked straight towards Xia Fan step by step.

"The witch has stopped. Pay close attention and provide support at any time!"

Then, she stopped three meters away from Xia Fan and turned slightly sideways...

"Boss, a family bucket of fried chicken, with sweet and spicy sauce, garlic soy sauce, and honey mustard sauce."

"Okay, five hundred yen, please wait a moment!"

The owner of the stall in front of him skillfully picked up the fried chicken, coated it with flour, and put it into the oil pan with a "crackling" sound.

"Ahem, disguised as a diner to observe closely, the Jinguji priestess is indeed far-sighted..."

"All units, it's too conspicuous to be stationed here. Group one will return to the car, and groups two and three will pretend to be diners and lurk nearby, closely monitoring Xia Fan's actions."

Looking at the shrine maiden standing by the stall, staring at the fried chicken with anticipation, Higurashi was stunned for a moment and made some arrangements.

"receive."

The plainclothes agents dispersed quietly, loosened their collars, pulled down their ties, and blended into the night market like office workers.

"Report, Xia Fan ate three bowls of fried noodles and got up and left."

"All units, take your positions..."

"Report, Xia Fan stopped at the Takoyaki shop next to the ramen... He handed the phone to the boss and sat down..."

"All units, maintain your positions..."

"Report, Xia Fan ate five servings of octopus balls and is leaving the stall."

"All units, take your positions..."

"Report, Xia Fan sat down at the BBQ stall and handed the phone to the boss..."

"All units, maintain your positions..."

"Report, Xia Fan ate six strings of lanterns and stood up."

"Stop, stop, stop. Wait until he leaves the night market before you report him!"

Under the surveillance of a group of agents, Xia Fan was like a glutton that had been hungry for 2,500 years and just ate at one stall after another in the night market.

"Report, Xia Fan is still three stalls away from the night market entrance, and he looks like he can't eat anymore!"

"Finally, are today's college students so good at eating... Attention, all units, stop eating, and take your positions!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xia Fan covered his bloated belly, muttering incomprehensible words like "I can eat any number of sacrifices" and "I just have a more ambitious strategy", and walked out of the night market with an unwilling look on his face.

He seemed to have no intention of returning to the apartment, and instead stepped onto the dark and deserted street.

"It's so late, where is this kid going to fool around?"

"No matter what, let's follow them first..."

A group of agents used the cover of darkness and hung far behind Xia Fan.

"Everyone, be careful."

Not long after they walked, the Jinguji priestess suddenly stopped.

"The toilet paper girl appeared, just fifty meters behind Xia Fan."

Because, on the slope that Xia Fan had just passed, a figure with long hair covering her face and a flowing white dress appeared out of nowhere.

"Want…toilet paper…?"

Holding a roll of toilet paper in her hand, she turned towards the direction of Jinguji and asked in a hoarse voice.

"You can't see her, so don't act rashly..."

Jinguji took out a handful of talismans from his waist and threw them out without hesitation. "Sleepy!"

The talisman paper fell beside the "toilet paper girl" like a dancing butterfly, ignited without wind, and formed a circle of fiery red patterns, imprisoning the "toilet paper girl" inside.

At the same time, Jinguji rushed to the toilet paper girl almost close to the ground.

"cut!"

She reached out and grasped the handle of the umbrella on her back, pulled out a small sword blade from the black umbrella, and shot a stream of light from bottom to top towards the toilet paper girl...

"Crack..."

The toilet paper girl's twisted body was like a piece of firewood that had been chopped in half and shattered into thick black ash.

The roll of toilet paper that was originally in my hand rolled weakly to the side of the road.

"It's done."

"As expected of the famous sword "Butu Mitsumi", it has been enshrined in Kagoshima for hundreds of years. Ordinary evil spirits are no match for it."

Jinguji put away his sword and umbrella neatly, turned around and explained calmly to the agents.

"But, Jinguji Miko..."

"Why, we can all see this evil spirit and hear her question?"

But the detectives behind her had livid faces and pointed behind her in fear: "Be careful, there's another one over there!"

"what?"

Before Jinguji could react, the figure of the toilet paper girl reappeared in a violent flash, and she grabbed her snow-white neck with one hand from behind.

"Impossible, I clearly confirmed that her evil spirit has burned out..."

Jinguji pushed off the ground with his feet and turned his body extremely flexibly. He drew his sword in the air with his backhand and chopped off the toilet paper girl's head with a backhand blow.

"how come……"

When she turned around, she found that there was an extra "toilet paper girl" in front of the dozen agents.

"Want…toilet paper…?"

"Want…toilet paper…?"

"Want…toilet paper…?"

Amidst the endless interrogations, the ordinary agent was strangled without any resistance and was subjected to the meaningless "soul torture"...

"Gentlemen, do not answer!"

"Don't answer, just ask!"

"No, I don't want it!"

"No, but I want it too!"

"What? I want it!"

"If you want, I'll give it to you!"

No matter how the agents responded, those toilet paper ladies just stuffed the toilet paper in their hands into their mouths little by little!

"Why, toilet paper ladies, are there so many of them..."

"And, unlike the content of 'urban legends', when she asks questions, she doesn't care about the target's answer at all."

Jinguji swung his sword repeatedly, killing the toilet paper girl next to him.

However, this evil spirit is like toilet paper that never runs out. As soon as you cut off one, more will appear from nowhere.

She had no time to care about others and could only watch the agents as toilet paper was stuffed into her mouth, causing her to suffocate little by little and her eyes rolled back.

"Oh, right, there's also Xia Fan..."

Amid the chaos, she recalled her original "protected object" and looked back up the slope.

"Don't just stand there, run!!!"

There, dozens of "toilet paper girls" gathered around Xia Fan like a swarm of locusts...

I don’t know if he heard the witch’s call, but “Xia Fan” on the slope turned around.

(End of this chapter)