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

Chapter 20 Unkind Invitation
"I can smell your toilet from a few kilometers away..."

"That day, after you sensed my 'divinity' in this kid, you have been thinking about it ever since, right?"

Facing this group of scary-looking, toilet paper-hungry girls, "Xia Fan" put his hands in his pockets, stood there and smiled evilly.

"It's over, it's over..."

Seeing Xia Fan's "scared and stupid" behavior, Jinguji at the bottom of the slope let out a desperate cry.

Several toilet paper girls took the opportunity to entangle her, but fortunately, hot sparks burst out from the surface of the shrine maiden costume, protecting her firmly inside.

In just one second, Xia Fan's figure was completely submerged by the toilet paper girls.

"Rubbish."

With a disdainful snort, the toilet paper women, who had piled up almost into a mountain, twisted, deformed, and shattered in mid-air, as if they were biscuits crushed by an invisible giant hand.

Body parts were flying all over the sky and black ashes were scattering. Xia Fan, with his hands in his pockets, appeared safely in Jinguji's dull sight.

With a cold and arrogant look that looked down on everything, he walked down the slope, step by step towards Jingu Temple...

More toilet paper girls appeared along the way, but they could not even get three feet in front of him before they were brutally torn into pieces by the invisible force.

As Xia Fan fought his way through the thorns and bushes, the three toilet paper girls who were entangled with Jingu Temple were torn to pieces like rags.

Jinguji, who escaped from the trap, fell to his knees in exhaustion.

"Hey."

At the same time, Xia Fan bent down towards her with an expressionless face...

"you……"

Xia Fan's evil face, defiant expression, and disdainful eyes gradually magnified in his sight. Jinguji had the illusion that he was being overlooked by the gods. His breathing stopped suddenly and his heartbeat began to accelerate wildly.

However, the other party had no intention of helping her up.

He just walked past her as if he was ignoring trash, and picked up a roll of toilet paper on the ground next to him.

"There is an insurmountable gap between gods and mortals. My divine body is not something you can dream of."

Xia Fan smiled evilly as he tore the roll of toilet paper into pieces, scattering them all over the sky.

The remaining "toilet paper girls" disappeared in an instant, and the agents fell like dumplings.

"Damn it, the time has come. Next time, I will definitely..."

After doing all this, Xia Fan's eyes rolled back, his body softened, and he fell headfirst into Jinguji's chest.

"What’s wrong with you……"

Jinguji subconsciously hugged the unconscious Xia Fan, and had not yet recovered from the shock of having escaped from desperate situation.

After being in a daze for a while, she looked at the pile of shredded paper on the ground.

"No wonder I can't finish killing them all..."

"So, this roll of toilet paper is the real body of the 'Toilet Paper Girl'?"

……

Xia Fan woke up amid the noisy sirens of ambulances and police cars.

"I……"

"Your Excellency is awake."

The back of the head was wrapped in a soft touch, and the first thing that caught my eye was the towering red and white peaks, followed by a pair of beautiful eyes above.

"I am..."

He hurriedly got up and found himself in an ambulance, with a woman in a witch costume kneeling in front of him. Just now, he seemed to be resting his head on her knees?
"Let me introduce myself. I am Saiou of Ise Jingu Shrine, director of the Psychic Association, and supernatural consultant of the Metropolitan Police Department's Section 9, Aoi Jinguji."

"The doctor has checked you out. Apart from weakness and some indigestion, you are fine. Please rest assured."

Jinguji Aoi slowly bowed and performed a rather formal ancient ritual to Xia Fan, and gave her full name for the first time.

"I'm sorry, Jinguji Miko, please listen to my explanation. I really can't help myself. There are reasons for this..."

Ever since the "descent" of the God Tianyu, Xia Fan's memory of passing through the snack street and tearing up the toilet paper girl emerged belatedly, and his face gradually turned pale.

Ruined.

This evil "Tian Yu Shen" descended forcefully and caused such a big mess that he got in trouble with the official supernatural agency.

"It is me and Section 9 who should be apologizing. We were not well-informed and thoughtless, and we rashly disrupted your plan..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jinguji Aoi.

"Huh, my, what, plan?"

"Yes, now that things have come to this, you don't have to hide it anymore. You must have seen through the true nature of the 'Toilet Paper Woman', so you deliberately lured the 'Toilet Paper Woman' to target you, and wanted to lead her to a deserted place to secretly exorcise the spirit, but we interfered."

"Based on this, the 'Ikebukuro Blood Festival' a few days ago was not as simple as it seemed. You must have fought a battle with the unsealed evil god and the cultists, just like tonight, and fainted from exhaustion. Then, as a 'survivor', you hid from the inspection of Sensoji Temple and the police investigation and escaped without anyone noticing."

Jinguji Aoi lowered her body and told her judgment.

When Xia Fan was unconscious, she had already gone over the cause and effect of the incident several times.

Everything that happened on the ramp was enough to prove that Xia Fan, like her, was a "psychic" who possessed "spiritual talent" and mastered the "method of inheritance."

District 11 believes that all things have spirits and there are gods everywhere. It claims that there are "eight million gods", and there have been endless battles between sects since ancient times.

To this day, except for Shintoism and Buddhism, which are dependent on the ruling party, other religious sects have long since lost their inheritance and disappeared over the long years.

Most of the psychics who still exist among the people today have inherited their own bloodline talents and passed them down through their families. They are even rarer than giant pandas.

Combining the various performances in the "Ikebukuro Blood Festival" a few days ago and the "Toilet Paper Girl" incident tonight, Jinguji Aoi has already determined that Xia Fan is a powerful psychic who is hiding among the people and exorcising spirits in secret.

This is also the only reasonable explanation in her understanding.

"Ahem, what you think is not important. I only care about when I can leave."

Xia Fan certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to continue discussing this topic with the other party.

Although he only partially understood what the witch said, he could confirm that she was an official who specialized in dealing with "supernatural events."

If the "evil god" living in the body is exposed, one will immediately die socially on the spot and become a "guinea pig" for life imprisonment, or a "dangerous item" that will be humanely destroyed.

"Mr. Xia Fan is in good health and can leave at any time. However, I have an unwelcome request..."

"On behalf of the Ise Shrine, the Psychic Association, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, I sincerely invite you to join the Psychic Association and serve as an advisor to Section 9."

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to stay long, Jinguji Aoi went straight to the point and made a request.

"Psychic Association? Consultant?"

Xia Fan tested it silently.

"The Psychic Association is a loose organization in which psychics participate as individuals. Its purpose is to share what they have, work together to exorcise evil spirits, seal evil gods, and maintain the 'supernatural order' in District 11."

"And Section 9 is the 'supernatural case' department under the Metropolitan Police Department. Because ordinary detectives are unable to observe and deal with supernatural beings, they hire psychics as professional consultants to assist in investigations."

Jinguji Aoi explained in great detail.

For thousands of years, the government has always been very secretive about matters concerning gods and Buddhas, and it is normal that folk psychics are isolated from information and are unaware of the existence of these institutions.

(End of this chapter)