A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 3 Spiritual Qi Revival (Pseudo)

Banqiao District
Tokiwadai 1-chome 16-3.

People unfamiliar with Tokyo will likely have no impression of 'Itabashi Ward'; even locals in Tokyo are generally unfamiliar with this ward.

Itabashi Ward is a regular among the bottom five in terms of income among Tokyo's 23 wards, and it has little to offer: it has few tourist attractions, the cost of living is not particularly low, let alone compared to the "upper four wards" such as Minato Ward, Chuo Ward, Chiyoda Ward, and Bunkyo Ward.

The average income is less than half that of Shinjuku and Shibuya!

The only positive aspect is probably the public security.

But it's only 'a little better'. Why? Because next to Itabashi Ward is the famous Adachi Ward!

"Kaori, Kaoru, come down for dinner."

In an ordinary detached house with a "Jing Shang" sign hanging on the door, a middle-aged housewife looks up and calls out to the second floor.

"Here I come, Mom."

"Um"

A girl with long hair that reached her waist and red eyes walked down from the second floor.

Another girl with long hair, but who looked like a middle school student, also came downstairs.

Kaoruko Inoue, Kaori Inoue's younger sister, has long bangs that are left hanging down without being parted, giving her a quiet and well-behaved appearance.

"Hey,"

Seeing her eldest daughter in this state, the housewife sighed.

"Don't worry too much about Xiaolu. He's a good boy, and the Bodhisattva will protect him."

"Bodhisattva? Hmph!"

There was also a middle-aged man in the restaurant who snorted coldly when he heard his wife's words.

"The Buddha lowered his gaze, unable to bear the suffering of the world!"

"If there truly is a Bodhisattva, how could Xiaolu have been wronged?"

The Inoue family and the Akizuki family next door are true family friends. They know Akizuki Ritsu very well. How could he possibly kill someone?
However, no matter how much the Inoue family tried to persuade him, the police, the court, and the lawyers all calmly labeled Akizuki Ritsu as a 'murderer,' as if it were a matter of course.

Bang!
He slammed his fist heavily on the table.
Amidst the sudden trembling of the plates, bowls, and chopsticks, Mr. Inoue, a middle-aged man, gritted his teeth.

"Today, I met members of the Sumiyoshi-kai on the street!"

The thought of being stopped and harassed by those gangsters filled the middle-aged man with anxiety, anger, and an overwhelming sense of fear.

The yakuza in the island nation has indeed weakened a lot, from 100,000 registered members at its peak to less than 30,000 now, and a large number of them are 'old men'.

But as long as human desires such as pornography, greed, and indulgence exist, the yakuza will never disappear; once there is money to be made, they can sell milk tea, masks, and rice—even if Mr. Inoue is not afraid, what about his wife? What about his two daughters?

Moreover, Mr. Inoue is just an ordinary middle-aged man, and he trembles just as much when threatened.

"Those bastards suddenly threatened me because they don't want me to continue working for Xiaolu!"

Even the most powerful figures have been mobilized; they truly have connections to the highest levels.

"It really doesn't work,"

"Why don't we have Xiao Lu try to get a reduced sentence so he can get out sooner?"

Mrs. Inoue looked worried. The people involved in this murder case were too powerful; they didn't even need to show their faces to put pressure on the Inoue family.

Since they were powerless to resist, they tried to reduce their sentences—even if they wanted to fight to the death, they couldn't even find a target to fight for!
Lawyer Yamamoto? Tokyo Detention Center? Or a member of the Sumiyoshi-kai?
"But Brother Lu—"

Kaori Inoue, the young girl, instinctively retorted, but what could a college student like her do?
Using a handmade pressure cooker as a makeshift bomb to break into prison?
"I'll wait,"

"Whether it's fifteen years or longer!"

The middle-aged man and woman exchanged a bitter glance at their eldest daughter.

Inoue Kaoru, who had her head down, had a flicker in her eyes beneath her bangs: If it's fifteen years, then what about me?
"Let's eat first,"

"Eat, eat."

The two adults in the Inoue family tacitly changed the subject.

Although it would be unfair to Xiaolu if they thought this way, the Inoue couple would definitely not be willing to let their eldest daughter wait for fifteen years.

but,

No need for fifteen years,

There was actually a 'fifth person' in the room.

The shadow under Inoue Kaori's chair rose silently and gently patted the girl's shoulder.

Having traveled to this parallel universe, Akizuki Ritsu is truly an 'invincible person' with no ties whatsoever; but it would be too pitiful for a person to have nothing at all.

The Inoue family went to great lengths for him, and the young girl cried every day. This affection was equally precious to Akizuki Ritsu.

Soon, the world will be turned upside down!
"Hey?"

Suddenly turned around,

The girl looked behind her in surprise.

"Just now, I think Brother Lu patted my shoulder?"

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.

Adachi Ward,
This area is notorious for being the worst-ranked of Tokyo's 23 wards in terms of both safety and income!

The number of foreign residents and yakuza organizations is number one!

Talented people are everywhere.

That's right, it's all about human resources: sex trafficking, drug dealing, human organ trafficking, and various gambling industries all take root here; absorbing the flesh and blood of countless people who come to Tokyo in an attempt to pursue their dreams, blossoming into a flower of evil.

Umeda-cho 32-14,

Ishii Environmental Co., Ltd. The building has a respectable sign, and the people coming and going are all office workers in suits and ties. At first glance, it looks like a legitimate 'scrap car recycling' company.

However, in reality, this place is one of the properties under the 'Sumiyoshi-kai'.

In recent years, island nations have continuously implemented the "Anti-Organized Crime Law," which prohibits yakuza members from depositing money, obtaining phone cards, renting apartments, displaying tattoos in hot springs, and so on. This has almost expelled yakuza members from their "humanity," causing these organizations to shrink in size.

But as I said before, as long as humans have desires, the yakuza will never disappear!
Below the building, there are three basement levels: originally an underground parking lot, but in reality, apart from the first basement level, the other two levels are the secret bases of the 'Sumiyoshi-kai'.

In the room encased in special soundproofing material, painful screams could be heard intermittently.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The beast-like sound came from the man hanging on the wall.

The man's shirt had been removed, revealing his incredibly muscular physique and the Hannya tattoo on his chest, a classic symbol of a yakuza member.

"Come at me if you have a problem, come at me!!"

During the fierce struggle, the man's muscles twitched and he was drenched in sweat; partly to attract the other person's attention, and partly to divert his own.

"Whipping, finger cutting, nail pulling, branding, seppuku, ahhhhhh~~ Bring it all on me, come on!!"

"Oh, no rush."

Opposite the man,

They were several yakuza members who kept sneering.

And next to him, a little girl being carried by a yakuza member!

"Our 'Demon of Umeda' is such a tough guy, how could mere torture satisfy you?"

"They've been out of stock for three days, how can they still hold out so well?"

It is clear,
The man who was hanging up was experiencing a drug withdrawal.

"Yoshifumi Nitta! We used to respect you so much, and you're actually a cop spy!"

"You're dead, and this little girl won't live either—"

On the other hand, if it weren't for rescuing this little girl, they would never have imagined that the cadres of their own organization were actually cops.

Bloodthirsty and ruthless, always on the front lines, and the man who consumes the most "goods" in the organization every day: This guy in front of me named "Yoshifumi Nitta" deserves to die!
"Uncle, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

The little girl, being held up by the yakuza members, kicked her legs and cried while apologizing.

She was about to graduate from elementary school and came from an orphanage, so she could already understand many things: if it weren't for saving him, this undercover police officer wouldn't have been caught and tortured.

No, I don't blame you;

Due to drug withdrawal, the tattooed man, Yoshifumi Nitta, experienced muscle spasms and blurred vision.

He wasn't afraid of death. From the very first day he infiltrated the Sumiyoshi-kai, he had been mentally prepared for this outcome.

But that little girl—

"The child is innocent."

"Hahaha!!"

The man's murmured words, accompanied by tears and snot streaming down his face, were met with bursts of laughter.

"Nitta, have you lost your mind?"

“We’re yakuza! Children and the elderly are all innocent, and if we can squeeze money out of them, we’re considered ‘good people’.”

"What a pity, I used to really admire you!"

Finally, the 'mole' within the organization was exposed. A group of gangsters watched the man suffering from drug withdrawal and laughed smugly. They wouldn't torture him now; doing so would only counteract his addiction.

When the other person comes to their senses, torture the little girl while watching him break down!

Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be relieved.

"Hehehe~~"

Just then, a crisp laugh suddenly rang out.

?

Everyone instinctively turned around, and behind several members of the yakuza group, there was a woman in dark hair.

Yes, a woman, and a classical beauty in full 'twelve-layered kimono' dress, with long, flowing hair in ink.

The reason for using the word 'ink' to describe her is that her entire body, from her hair to her skin, her costume and accessories, is all black, an incredibly pure black. Even her eyes cannot see any other color. From head to toe, she seems to have been meticulously sculpted from a piece of pure black crystal without any impurities.

Logically speaking, it's hard to describe such a 'pitch black' being as a 'beauty'.

But this dark-skinned beauty, with her willow-leaf eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding charm with every smile and frown, walked straight through the stunned members of the Yakuza and came to Nitta Yoshifumi, who was hanging on the wall, trembling and whose consciousness was already blurred.

"How pathetic you are, Kamaichiro."

The beautiful woman smiled and greeted him as if they were old acquaintances.

"It was once a great demon of Kashin'etsu, yet it has fallen to such a state."

Such a bizarre scene,
Did this make some yakuza members feel like their brains weren't working properly, or were they actually high on drugs and hallucinating?
"Big brother, we—"

Before the other executive could give the order, the classical beauty reached out and casually lifted the chin of the man she called 'Kamaichiro,' who was actually Yoshifumi Nitta.

"Awaken, sharp blade of Kashin-etsu."

click,

The next second, the man who was hanging on the wall by the iron chain suddenly shook his hands and forcibly broke the iron chain!

No, it's not torn apart, "ripped apart" is a more accurate description.

The tattooed man's ten fingers had transformed into sharp blades!
Quick-Cut Fruit - Grants
(End of this chapter)