I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 151 The Life of Ordinary People

"In this 'Nishimiya City Extraordinary Disaster',"

"Kafka Lu single-handedly repelled the extraordinary being 'Super Giant Nekomaru,' minimizing casualties."

At the street intersection, the huge projection screen on the building was not playing advertisements, but instead broadcasting serious news live, and was even equipped with a loudspeaker: under normal circumstances, such a sound being played out would definitely be subject to complaints.

However, if it is a government decision, and the program being broadcast is about 'extraordinary disasters' that are closely related to people's livelihoods, then no one will have any objections.

Passersby stopped in their tracks, and even traffic slowed down as people looked up at the giant screens or took out their phones.

This is an extraordinary disaster, and people pay far more attention to it than to traditional disasters like typhoons, volcanoes, and earthquakes.

It's not that its power is greater than that of natural disasters, but rather that it is more difficult to predict, prevent, and avoid.

As the host announced the news, the scene switched to a battle scene:

A middle-aged man wearing a white military overcoat and a white suit strode in, and the low-angle shot exuded an imposing and authoritative aura.

The man in military uniform jumped out of the plane without any landing equipment, joining the battlefield like a human cannonball.

He then leaped to the rooftop, where the building posed no obstacle to him.

Then came the fierce battle against the giant 'Nekomatsuri':

Although it was difficult to pinpoint his exact location due to his high-speed movement, the carefully edited footage showed the 'Nekomata' furiously attacking buildings while the man in military uniform casually dodged.

After he transformed, he completely suppressed 'Nekomatsuri'!
He hurled it like a discus, sending it crashing into Koshien Stadium.

It seemed that he had complete control of the battle, and there wasn't even a single frame that was detrimental to him.

Through special editing techniques, even luring the 'Nekomata' to the beach and then rushing into its mouth appears effortless and natural.

"General Kafka's abilities are beyond doubt, and the government is confident in defeating all extraordinary disasters."

The scene shifts back to the host. Although many people have already watched the 'live broadcast,' the footage is often horribly blurry; after all, the blogger 'KYG' is constantly moving at high speed, making it far less visually appealing than the footage restored by the government using a large number of cameras spliced ​​together, or even AI technology.
In this scene, the land general named 'Kafka' exudes immense power in every gesture.

He could easily defeat ordinary superhuman beings with a single punch or kick; he's practically a superhuman—no, a godlike man!

"So handsome."

"Is this a Ground Commander from the Self-Defense Forces?"

"With such a powerful figure in charge, what extraordinary being would dare to cause trouble? Absolutely none—"

People on the street showed expressions of envy, admiration, and longing: admiring the strong is in the nature of island nations. Although when they were young, everyone lamented, "Life is too boring, let's have some aliens, superhumans, or zombie viruses."

But when chaos truly descends, most people must confront a cold reality:

I'm not some lucky protagonist with incredible fortune; I'm just a background character who gets caught in the crossfire and dies along with many others.

"Self-Defense Forces, Police, and Extraordinary Measures Division;"

"We will all, with a deep sense of responsibility as citizens, do our utmost to safeguard the lives and safety of the general public."

The scene shows Kafka wearing a military overcoat. Although his appearance is only average, his powerful strength brings confidence, and his face is covered with scars that exude a sense of iron-bloodedness. Combined with his terrifying fighting ability, he exudes an inexplicable aura of authority.

Unfortunately,

"The 'supernatural disaster' that occurred in Nishinomiya City could have been avoided!"

As Kafka delivered his serious speech, the scene switched to a half-length portrait of a little girl.

"This girl is probably familiar to the citizens of Osaka Prefecture."

More than that

Not just in Osaka, but throughout the entire island nation, and even on this planet, countless people know this little girl.

Her pets are among the few 'native extraordinary beings' on the entire planet, if you count them all.

Eileen Takahashi, owner of 'Nekomata' Mitsuko.

“During the ‘supernatural disaster’ that occurred in Gojo City some time ago, her cat Mitsuko died in battle while protecting the people.”

"However—some bureaucrats in the Osaka government abused their power and withheld the pensions that should have been distributed!"

As Kafka spoke, word by word, countless ordinary people learned the truth.

They even dare to target families who have lost their superhuman existence!
What about ordinary people?

"Faced with the threat of death, Takahashi Eileen chose to become a companion of the extraordinary being 'Paper Dance' and gained her own extraordinary abilities."

"This is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster, a man-made disaster that could have been avoided!"

Kafka's voice rose, clearly tinged with anger.

“I know that this society is full of corrupt ‘rules’.”

"A banker's son is still a banker, a politician's son is still a politician; power is enough to silence the weak, or even make them disappear from the world."

"But justice should not be buried or fooled: the blood of heroes should not be scavenged by flies!"

"I swear in the name of a First Class Army General of the Self-Defense Forces that I will thoroughly investigate this matter and show no leniency!"

"it is good!"

"We support you—"

"Damn bureaucrats, it was them who caused this!"

This speech ignited the passion of the island nation's inhabitants on the streets, in vehicles, and inside buildings.

"To force a hero into becoming a monster, a destructive supernatural being, bureaucrats truly deserve to die!"

Embezzlement of pension benefits has occurred in every country, region, and era; however, continuing to do so in this extraordinary era is not only playing with fire and getting burned, but will also harm others: ordinary people just want to live a peaceful and stable life, and do not want to be inexplicably dragged into extraordinary disasters.

"Thank you, General Kafka, for your remarks,"

"The Prime Minister gave instructions earlier that he would fully support the investigation into Kafka."

"If any members of the public have any information about 'Eileen Takahashi,' please call XXX. Once the information is verified, the government will issue a reward."

On the rooftop opposite the large screen broadcasting the news,

"You care a lot about Kafka?"

"Yes, I'm not willing to accept losing to him."

The little girl, Eileen Takahashi, who was 'wanted' by the island nation's government, answered.
“My abilities are invincible. If I have more time, I can even treat Uncle Kafka as ‘family’.”

Eileen Takahashi's "Illusion True Life" can replicate people, things, and supernatural abilities that she has seen or knows.

Even Kafka, given time, could be 'copied'.

As for how powerful the replicas are, that's another question.

"good,"

Seeing that Takahashi Eileen was so motivated, 'Paper Dance' saw no need to stop her.

"Next, we'll continue 'reviving' the cats in other places. Let's go, Ai-Ling~~"

After saying that, the paper dance floated forward.

"Yes!"

The little girl nodded.
The 'Photon' behind him, playing with a bunch of cats, shook its body.

The other kittens jumped onto him, and in the blink of an eye, they merged into a five-meter-tall giant black and white kitten.

She flipped onto the cat, and Takahashi Eileen flew out with the paper dance.

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Bunkyo Ward, Tokyo.

Just as the 'Paper Dance' shadow clone was carrying Takahashi Eileen,

While Yu was busy grinding for proficiency in 'Soul Ninjutsu', he had just finished school and arrived at the Imperial Sakura School with class representative Nao.

"Another extraordinary battle has taken place." "Yes, Koshien Stadium has been reduced to ruins."

"I heard that the government plans to use the rebuilt Koshien Stadium as a competition venue for superhumans."

The young ladies walked and chatted after school, and even they couldn't avoid talking about 'extraordinary', the hottest topic in this island nation.

"Who said that?"

"My dad."

"Master! Over here~~"

At the school gate, Yura Hanakain waved energetically, and the students of Huangying School were already used to the existence of this 'junior high school student'.

The other party is the eldest daughter of the Onmyoji family 'Kakaiin', who is also the next head of the family and a superhuman who has mastered Onmyoji techniques.

Although he's not a student at the school, he's close to the school's "Sora" and appears every day:
School security guards certainly wouldn't be so oblivious as to try and drive away such a presence.

In fact, if it weren't for 'Kakaiin Yura' insisting on finishing junior high school, Royal Sakura School would have preferred her to enroll directly. The allure of a school with 'Onmyoji' (spiritual masters) is self-evident.

Forget about tuition and fees; the school is willing to provide generous subsidies.

Of course, the Huakaiyuan family is not short of money.

“Youluo, Qiong.”

He waved to the two of them, tilted his head slightly to indicate that everyone should walk together, and then asked a question.

"Should we go straight home, or..."

"I heard that a new gym has opened nearby, with excellent coaches providing guidance."

Yulu made the suggestion with great interest.

"Want to go have a look?"

Although there is a "mental training ground" created by Yu's "master" using secret techniques for practice, it is still not real combat and will not improve physical fitness out of thin air.

A certain amount of training is necessary. In many cases, combat relies on muscle memory, which cannot be replaced by 'mental space'.

"Sora, Nao, what do you say?"

Yu didn't care, since his shadow clones were out there accumulating experience anyway.

On the other hand, Sora and Nao, one a homebody and the other the class president, don't seem like the type to enjoy 'sweating profusely'.

"I'm just accompanying Yura; her 'Shikigami Fusion' requires her original body to have combat power."

After fusing with 'Greedy Wolf', Yura is able to wield wolf claws for close-quarters combat.

This requires her to possess excellent fighting skills.

Qiongmei's implication was that she was merely an observer.

"It looks interesting, I'll go check it out."

Since class representative Nao has said so, the schedule is now set:
What's the name of that gym?

"Silver Gym".

Yuluo answered, then held up one finger.

"This way."

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"Many gyms, kendo dojos, and boxing clubs."

As she brushed past a group of elderly people jogging by, class monitor Nao adjusted her round-framed glasses.

The four walked into the streets of Bunkyo Ward, where cranes were replacing shop signs every so often. Numerous shops were changing their signs and merchandise: former cosmetics and luxury goods were being removed and replaced with various fitness equipment: from the simplest dumbbells, resistance bands, exercise discs, resistance bars, and hand grips.
We have everything from large exercise bikes, step machines, treadmills, waist trimmers and other comprehensive multi-functional equipment!
There are also kendo dojos, archery dojos, and boxing clubs displaying signs for various martial arts styles:

The various schools of kendo, such as Kamiya Kashin-ryu, Shigure Soen-ryu, and Nikaido Heihō, especially a kendo dojo with a sign that read "Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu," caught Yu's eye.

what is this?
Someone who didn't know better might think it was some kind of martial arts world.
Regardless of what Yu thinks, because of him, the island nation has indeed adopted a somewhat 'fitness for all' attitude.

No matter how much an ordinary person trains, they can't beat someone extraordinary; but being able to run past the person next to them is often a victory!
Even when fleeing, they're all rolled up like this. Is it a sign of moral decay or a distortion of human nature?

Ah, so it was because of me?

That's fine.

Even the cars on the streets have become fewer, because children, students, and the elderly are walking everywhere, which is both good exercise and saves money.

what,
You're asking office workers?
Poor working-class people, when do they have time to exercise?

"This is really true."

Touching her chin, Yu didn't know how to complain.

All four were superhumans, and even when walking, they were much faster than ordinary people. Soon, they arrived in front of a building.

This is a large, twelve-story building with extensive use of sky-blue glass windows, exuding a modern simplicity and brightness. However, on the roof, there is an additional silver statue that appears to be twenty meters tall: a muscular, bald man striking a classic 'bicepread' pose.

Although it's obvious at a glance, isn't this just too... vivid?

He spends his days scheming and plotting, controlling his multiple selves to cause trouble, and feels somewhat detached from the masses.

"We're here,"

Yulu raised her hand in greeting, and shrugged at the 'gym' in front of her, which had a dozen or so reception halls.

"Since we're already here, let's go in and take a look."

However, there are indeed 'quite a few' chakra sources here, although most of them are only at the level of 'ninja academy students', which is already very rare.

In other places, it is extremely difficult to find a 'superhuman'; only in Tokyo are there so many superhuman beings.

Even if they only have a little chakra, they are cannon fodder who are not even considered genin.

"welcome,"

"Ah, it's Ms. Hanakain who made a reservation for a visit!"

As the group entered the lobby, the receptionist instinctively gasped in surprise, then quickly covered her mouth and bowed in apology.

"terribly sorry,"

Her shout seemed to bring the bustling hall to a standstill.

The number of 'artificial superhumans' training here is not uncommon, but the 'Kasakain family' is a thousand-year-old lineage of Onmyoji, and such 'important figures' are rarely seen. Passersby would naturally stop in their tracks, then continue with their own business as if nothing had happened.

They were just moving much slower, secretly observing Yu and her group: their eyes couldn't hide their extreme envy.
That's... Miss Hanakain's master?
I'm so envious.
I wish I could become an apprentice too.
"No problem, I can bring my friends along, is that alright?"

"sure,"

"Gentlemen, this way please."

The female receptionist recognized You and her companions with a single glance.

As a thousand-year-old "family" of Tokyo Onmyoji, even without deliberate government promotion, information about them is "common knowledge" that most people need to know.

If you accidentally offend someone extraordinary, even if they are magnanimous, there are plenty of people willing to step in and teach the 'ungrateful' ordinary person a lesson.

Led by a female waitress, the group took the elevator to a corridor lined with various bodybuilding photos.

"Speaking of which, our gym's 'owner' is an old acquaintance of several of them."

"Oh, which original transcendent being is it?"

Hearing You's question, the waitress smiled slightly.

"Not a native superhuman, but Lord Iori Kazuka from the Superhuman Countermeasures Department."

ha?
This place actually belongs to that grumpy policewoman.

(End of this chapter)