Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"People's joys and sorrows are not shared. I have had similar experiences to yours, but I dare not say that I can fully understand how you feel right now."

But life must go on.

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked up at the dark clouds filling the sky, and his voice became even gentler.

"Apricot, even if dark clouds cover the sky, the stars will still exist. As long as you persevere, you will eventually see the light at the end of the tunnel."

"If a person has never seen the light, then the darkness he is in is nothing more than that."

"Xingzi, you have to be strong."

"You still have me."

Upon hearing Uesugi Kiyoshi's words, Nohara Kyoko raised her head blankly, her tear-streaked face looking pitiful, which made Uesugi Kiyoshi feel a little sorry for her.

All of this is quite heavy for a sixteen-year-old girl.

He steadied himself and a gentle smile curved his lips.

“Kyoko, no matter what, Mr. Yokota’s death is related to me.”

"I will take responsibility. Until I come up with a solution, you can stay at my house for now."

“My house is a bit old and cramped. It would be very inconvenient for you to live with another man like me. Please make do for one night. I will visit my master tomorrow and ask him to think of a solution for you.”

Nohara Kyoko's bewildered gaze gradually focused. She realized what Uesugi Kiyoshi was saying and suddenly stood up. She had been squatting for a long time, which made her blood circulation poor. Coupled with her grief, she felt dizzy for a moment. Uesugi Kiyoshi quickly caught her and she fell into a warm embrace.

She tried to stand up straight in a panic, but feeling the warmth emanating from Uesugi Kiyoshi, she felt a pang of reluctance—she had no one else to rely on now.

She shamelessly snuggled into Uesugi Kiyoshi's arms, muttering to herself.

"Can I really bother Uesugi-kun?"

"me."

"I have no money, and no one wants to hire me. They think I'm too short, like a middle school student, and I'm clumsy too. My aunt always says I'm a useless piece of trash. I'll only cause trouble for Uesugi-kun."

Uesugi Kiyofuku touched Nohara Kyoko's head thoughtfully, then shook his head with a smile.

"No, I think Anzu is a very outstanding girl."

"Xingzi, I already said at noon that we are friends."

"You can try to rely on me a little, I will help you."

Hearing this, Kyoko Nohara felt as if she had taken a calming pill and suddenly felt at ease. Although she was still saddened by the passing of her loved one, the feeling of despair had vanished.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she murmured, "Then please guide me, Uesugi-kun."

At that moment, Uesugi Kiyoshi's pupils contracted slightly.

He saw it; behind Nohara Kyoko in his arms, a bright fluorescent light shone, with countless points of light dancing in mid-air, forming a dandelion-like plant pattern.

That's a iris.

At the same time, a thought suddenly entered his mind.

"The spirit of Yingcao, return to your place!"

Please vote for me. This book's performance is just so-so, which is expected. The outline of this book doesn't really qualify it as a light novel. There is a romance subplot, but it's definitely not the main storyline. However, after thinking it over, I felt that it would flop if I posted it in the urban fiction category, so I shamelessly decided to start it in the light novel category. Now it seems that the result is no different; it's a flop.

I haven't even received a trial push yet, so I really have no motivation to update more frequently. To be honest, my updates are quite stable, two chapters a day with 4,000 words each. Sometimes one chapter is a combined two-chapter long chapter. Anyway, I guarantee at least 4,000 words a day. Today I have two chapters with 6,000 words each. I'm not exactly diligent, but I'm definitely not lazy either.

Next week I'll finish the first volume. The groundwork has been laid, and I'll start the second volume's plot. This is my first book on Qidian. If it flops, so be it; I don't want to abandon it.

Chapter 38 Come to the door

Uesugi Kiyoshi was somewhat stunned. The phantom of Yingcao flashed by and disappeared, turning into a streak of firefly light that entered his brow.

He was jolted, feeling as if something had appeared in his mind. He closed his eyes slightly, focused his mind, and immediately stepped into the Town of a Hundred Demons.

Hurrying along, Uesugi Kiyoshi pushed open the door of the Mirage Tower and stepped inside.

Hundreds and thousands of candlesticks lit up with fireflies as he arrived, illuminating the vast mirage as if it were daytime.

On the wall directly opposite the gate, in the main position of the Hundred Demons Scroll, is a self-portrait of Uesugi Kiyoshi. He is dressed in a brocade wu robe, draped in a black haori, with a sharp sword hanging at his waist. His gaze is arrogant, and he is even more imposing than the real Uesugi Kiyoshi. He had seen this self-portrait before, and it had not changed much.

Behind him stood a formation of hundreds of ghosts, one black and one white.

He had previously accumulated enough mirage energy to illuminate the scroll of the Inugami, and now, besides the tall and majestic Inugami, there was another little girl behind him.

She looked petite, but had a stunning figure. She wore a white and green yukata and had a wide-open smile on her face. Her eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as Nohara Kyoko's, completely different from Yingcao in the game in her previous life.

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned, somewhat puzzled. Just as he was about to communicate with the Hyakki Emaki to see what was going on, he suddenly felt a slight tremor in his body. Startled, he thought someone was attacking from the outside and opened his eyes.

Then he was a little embarrassed—was Nohara Kyoko still in his arms? The girl had her head down, and even the darkness of the night couldn't hide the flush on her cheeks. The trembling feeling that Uesugi Kiyoshi had just noticed was Nohara Kyoko trembling.

Kyoko Nohara's face was streaked with tears as she was held in Uesugi Kiyoshi's arms, who was also stroking her head. If an unsuspecting passerby were to see this, they might mistake him for a thug who had abducted a young woman.

Uesugi Kiyoshi quickly released his grip, took a few steps back, and apologized in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, Kyoko, I was rude."

He was speechless. It was obvious that he was taking advantage of the girl, and he couldn't find any excuse, so he could only sincerely apologize.

Nohara Kyoko lowered her eyes and kept shaking her head, indicating that she didn't care—she was actually still a little reluctant to part with him. Although she had been trembling with shyness just now, Uesugi-kun's embrace was really warm!

Just like when I was a child, my father held me in his arms!

If I could continue to be treated so gently by Uesugi-kun, then even if the future were tragic, I would have the courage to face it!

No. With Uesugi-kun around, I doubt there will be any tragic future.

I. If I

No wonder all the girls in my class are so enthusiastic about talking about love; it feels so good to have someone to rely on!

Kyoko Nohara was lost in thought, her head down. Kiyoshi Uesugi wasn't sure if she had heard his apology, but it was already late at night, and if he kept dawdling, he might miss the last train. So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak.

"Apricot, let's go to my house first anyway."

"It's going to be a long tram ride, shall we head to the station first?"

Nohara Kyoko stammered, unable to speak, but nodded silently. With her tacit approval, Uesugi Kiyoshi breathed a sigh of relief and led the way.

At the same time, in the underground parking lot near the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Ryunosuke Akutagawa strolled towards his black Toyota with a strange smile on his face. He was in a pretty good mood.

Choices are always two-way.

Today, Uesugi Kiyoshi's performance was impeccable in his eyes. He was calm and composed, and knew how to advance and retreat with composure. He didn't seem like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. This was a big plus. If he was just strong but had a bad personality, Akutagawa Ryunosuke wouldn't have chosen to contact Uesugi Kiyoshi. They were an organization of superhumans, not a daycare.

Furthermore, Uesugi Kiyoshi did not show any obvious resistance or rejection towards the Collectors Association, which indicates that there is room for negotiation.

Although he has been dealing with ghosts and spirits for many years, he has only been based in Tokyo for a few years as the representative of the Collectors Association. The Collectors Association is an international organization, and its headquarters are not in Japan. In fact, Japan is a region that the Collectors Association has little control over, as they are severely understaffed.

If it weren't for the association's deep pockets, the high quality of its field personnel, the fact that Ryunosuke Akutagawa was indeed a capable man, and the significant influence of the Kudo family in the police force, the Collectors Association would probably have long been squeezed out by those government-affiliated superhuman organizations and found itself in a difficult situation.

If Uesugi Kiyoshi could join the Collectors' Association, it would be a great help to him—he wasn't just referring to Uesugi Kiyoshi's extraordinary combat power, but also had other considerations.

Thinking about the events of the day, Ryunosuke Akutagawa suddenly felt a sense of unease. He paused, his expression hardened, and he slammed his black jade cane on the ground, releasing wisps of dark mist. A cold glint appeared in his eyes.

A figure stood quietly beside his Toyota.

The underground parking lot was dimly lit, but not so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Ryunosuke Akutagawa squinted, and after clearly seeing the figure, his expression changed several times. In the end, his hostility dissipated, and he went to meet the figure with a fake smile.

"Excuse me, was the swordsman Kamiizumi waiting for me?"

The man was dressed in a simple kendo uniform, holding an ebony sword in his arms. He stood lazily against the car, but his eyes were closed. When Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked at him, it was as if he saw a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

A chilling aura of sword energy and killing intent emanated from this refined middle-aged man, lingering around Ryunosuke Akutagawa and making his hair stand on end, sending shivers down his spine, like prey being targeted by a predator.

This was none other than Uesugi Kiyoshi's mentor, the head of the Shinkage-ryu school, Kamiizumi Hidekawa.

This astonishing killing intent was not a figment of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's imagination. Kamiizumi Hidekawa was a world-renowned swordsman whose "sword intent" and "sword heart" were as clear as a mirror and incomparably sharp. Although Akutagawa Ryunosuke was confident in his own strength, he was still uneasy facing this legendary undefeated swordsman. If they really fought, he would have to consider whether Kamiizumi Hidekawa would hold back or give face to the Collectors Association and the Akutagawa family if he wanted to run away.

Upon hearing Akutagawa Ryunosuke speak, Kamiizumi Hidekawa, who was feigning sleep, slightly opened his eyes. His eyes seemed to flash with countless dazzling sword lights. He glanced at Akutagawa Ryunosuke indifferently and gave a soft hum.

"So you're the linker of the Akutagawa family this generation? You call the shots at the Tokyo branch of the Collectors' Association?"

When Kamiizumi Hidekawa asked the question, Akutagawa Ryunosuke politely bowed in response.

"It is I, the swordsman Kamiizumi. What can I do for you?"

Kamiizumi Hidekawa's demeanor today was completely different from his usual lazy and casual attitude. He had a stern face and a displeased expression. Holding a wooden sword, he took a few steps toward Akutagawa Ryunosuke, his gaze unfriendly.

"Do you know that even your father had to bow respectfully to me and give me a wide berth, not daring to provoke me in the slightest?"

Chapter 39 Questioning

At such a young age, Ryunosuke Akutagawa was able to become the "Chairman" of the Tokyo branch of the Collectors Association, a position that put him in charge of the entire organization. He was certainly not a reckless or impulsive person.

He sensed something was off about Izumi Hidekawa's tone and felt a little guilty, so he immediately bowed deeply, performing a full ninety-degree bow, and then stood up and spoke respectfully with a smile.

"I've already bowed and paid my respects, so am I now expected to back down?"

Kamiizumi Hidekawa sneered, "You wish."

He stopped five steps away from Ryunosuke Akutagawa. At that distance, if he were to strike with his wooden sword, Ryunosuke Akutagawa would surely be cut in two.

Even if he used a wooden sword, and even if Ryunosuke Akutagawa was a powerful superhuman capable of single-handedly resolving regional disasters, it wouldn't change the outcome.

The difference in strength between the two is really quite large.

Kamiizumi Hidekawa did not draw his knife. He was not there to kill. If he wanted to kill, he was confident that he could take Akutagawa Ryunosuke's ladle in the blink of an eye before he could react!

“Young man from the Akutagawa family, you are a man of insight. You should know that everyone says it is difficult to find a great teacher, but those of us who have been teachers know that it is difficult to find a great teacher, and it is even more difficult to find a good student.”

Ryunosuke Akutagawa nodded with his smile unchanged and said softly, "I know."

Japanese culture is heavily influenced by China and is a country that values ​​teachers. Teachers in Japan have a high social status. However, aside from other professions, in the world of Kendo, especially in the ancient school of Kendo, it is indeed difficult to find a satisfactory disciple, especially one who can pass on the skills and carry them forward.

Qualifications, character, and personality must all be excellent; none can be lacking. Otherwise, if you raise an ungrateful child who breaks the lineage of the school, you will have no face to face your ancestors even in the afterlife. Such things are not uncommon in history.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was the disciple whom Uesugi Hidekawa had tested for a year and was very satisfied with. Just when he was about to shamelessly ask his old friend for a high-quality sword heart seed to formally guide his disciple on the path of extraordinary swordsmanship, he suddenly learned from his old friend in the Metropolitan Police Department that Uesugi Kiyoshi had been invited into the Sakurada Gate.

He almost couldn't contain his rage and drew his sword to attack.

In recent years, he has been cultivating his character and becoming somewhat lazy. In his youth, however, he was a fearsome killer who struck terror into the hearts of the Tokyo kendo community. He doesn't have such a good temper.

He knew Uesugi Kiyoshi's character; he was definitely not the type to cause trouble. Now that he's been detained by the police, it must be those useless members of the Sakuradamon clan who caused the problem!

That's exactly what Kamiizumi Hidekawa thought. He was extremely protective of his daughter and his apprentices.

So he rushed to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but instead of trying to bail out his apprentice first, he decided to address the root of the problem. After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter through his network of contacts, Kamiizumi Hidekawa went straight to confront Akutagawa Ryunosuke's men.