I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 194 The weak and the strong

Chapter 194 The weak and the strong
"Huh? What's going on here?"

Nao, holding a tablet, pushed up her glasses as she pushed open the door to Yu's house.

"Practice."

Yuluo's answer was concise, but coupled with her constantly changing arms—sometimes swelling into the mouth of a goldfish, sometimes wriggling into half the face of a gray wolf, and with the flickering phantom of an 'ancient warrior' floating behind her—it all looked like a scene of some kind of 'black magic' going berserk.

"be safe,"

Bypassing the flower-scented Yura in the living room who was practicing meditation...
Sitting on the sofa, Qiong Mei's fingers flew across the paper as she continuously created exquisite spiders, centipedes, and birds from clay.

This is also a form of cultivation: according to You, Qiong cultivates the same 'Yin-Yang Technique' as him. It's just that one's medium is ink and the other's medium is white clay: everyone firmly believes this.

Since it's all taught by Youjiao, he has the 'final right of interpretation'.

Speaking of Yu—

The squad leader turned his gaze over.
He sat by the dome, closing his eyes to rest, but in reality, he was also practicing meditation.

That face, that aura... Nao swallowed hard and placed the tablet in front of Yu.

"Yu, this is detailed information on industries in Kyoto."

"Would you like to take a look?"

"Need not,"

Yu opened her eyes.

"I feel very reassured leaving it to you to manage."

With a slight upturn of his lips, the squad leader bent slightly, exuding a heavy, majestic aura.

"Well, how about we take some time to visit it?"

"cough,"

The girl next to her waved her hand and picked up the 'clay' on the table, then stood up.

"It's time to go to school."

"Well, let's go."

Yuya, who was originally researching and formulating rules about 'souls', stood up.

For him, going to school is both a ritual and a form of 'rest': planning all sorts of extraordinary disasters every day is exhausting, and watching teachers teach and students work hard at school is a good way to relax and unwind.

"Master, the three-way fusion is so difficult~~"

"If it were easy, would I have let you practice?"

Amidst the usual banter, everyone picked up their schoolbags and headed out, beginning another peaceful day of school life.

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.

But for Higashi Hsiao-mei, it was a complete upheaval.

"School,"

Standing at the school gate, watching the students continuously enter the school, the girl had a look of 'vicissitudes' on her face.

"I feel like I don't belong with them."

'Isn't this natural?'

'You are the entity I possess; you and these ordinary people are already two different species.'

"Sister Yiyue,"

"Don't be so nonchalant, you're just disqualifying me from being a human being!"

Muttering to herself, the short-haired girl sighed and finally stepped into the school.

Although what happened yesterday, although two classmates died, and although I became Sister Yiyue's 'possessed body',
School is still a must, even if the world ends tomorrow!
The 'evil spirit of the high school girl' inside her had no objection to this, and there was no rush to investigate the cause of her death.

"That is?"

"Class 2"

"She didn't say that."

Along the way, many students who saw the short-haired girl couldn't help but show surprised expressions, and then whispered among themselves behind her.

In the past, Higashi Hsiao-mi would have felt extremely uncomfortable and wanted to hide somewhere secluded.

But now, it seems that none of it matters anymore.

Having personally experienced a life-or-death crisis, looking back at the gazes and words that once embarrassed me now seems like a gentle breeze.

"Xiaoxiao Meijiang,"

Arriving in the corridor of the teaching building,
A trembling voice made Dong Xiaomei stop and turn around.

"It's you guys,"

The newcomers were a couple, the same classmates who had escaped yesterday.

"I'm sorry."

Meeting Higashi Takami's calm gaze, the two seemed at a loss, as if facing the principal, and subconsciously lowered their heads.

"Why apologize?"

“You didn’t hurt me, and we used to be friends.”

After saying that, Dong Xiaomei pointed to the classroom door next to her.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Ah~~Okay, okay!"

"Please take care,"

Ignoring the two people who kept nodding and bowing, the girl pushed open the classroom door, and in an instant, all sounds disappeared.

The students in the classroom glanced at Dong Xiaomei, then went about their own business as if nothing had happened.

'Tsk tsk tsk, the atmosphere doesn't look too good.'

'It doesn't matter,'

After sitting down in her seat, Dong Xiaomei took out her phone.

Let's get down to business.

As long as she repeatedly "thinks" what she wants to say in her heart, it can be directly transmitted to "Izuki" who resides in her body.

The real business, of course, is to find out the cause of death of the female high school student's evil spirit, "Izuki".

"Sister Yiyue, what is your full name?"

The answer to the question about the short-haired girl was:

'have no idea,'

???

'I already told you, I've forgotten a lot of things.'

'Not to mention names, there's absolutely no information about relatives.'

this--

Those who originally wanted to search for Higashi Hōmi by name fell silent on the spot.

'Are there any other clues?'

For example, your place of residence, friends, or school.

'If I had those memories, I would have gone to find them myself; why would I need your help?'

Higashi Takami felt even more helpless at the helpless voice in her mind.

"That's it."

We can only try using the name 'Izuki' for now.

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

"Itsuki?"

"Quickly, quickly, find all the information about this name!"

Just as Higashi Takami was trying to search for the name 'Izuki' online, the Metropolitan Police Department simultaneously received a signal from her cell phone.

With the power of the government, it's incredibly easy to dig up a person's past, hobbies, and personality: your browser will betray your preferences, the music you listen to will betray your personality, your food delivery orders will betray your eating habits, and your shopping records will betray your financial situation and what you're willing to spend money on.
By combining these details, a 'personality model' that knows you better than you know yourself is created.

The experts studied Dong Xiaomei's information from childhood to adulthood repeatedly throughout the night.

In addition to her current behavior—

"The new evil spirit possessing her is named 'Izuki'!"

"The surname is currently unknown. The most reasonable guess is that this new type of evil spirit itself does not know it."

Besides the Murakami brothers, the Metropolitan Police Department identified hundreds of Japanese citizens possessing "guardian spirits" within two days. Naturally, they also learned a great deal from them about evil spirits—no, more accurately, about souls.

After death, most of one's memories are lost.

At the same time, they all felt a strange 'pulling force';
But because of their resentment, they fought desperately and then suddenly returned to the 'real world', and so on.
Besides guardian spirits who are unable to let go of their family and loved ones and are imbued with the spirit of 'protection', there are even more other evil spirits—

Whether driven by a thirst for revenge, ambition, or a simple love of killing!
These are collectively referred to as 'new types of evil spirits'.

"In the island nation's death records over the past fifty years, there have been 12064 women named 'Izuki'."

"Target age range of 15 to 50 years old."

The experts immediately made a judgment.

In the surveillance footage, Dong Xiaomei's lips moved to say "older sister" several times.

This proves that the one possessing her is a young woman.

"Our focus is on the victims of the 'Yellow Springs Crack' disaster."

As the Metropolitan Police Department continued its screening, the number of avatars on the computer rapidly decreased until only a few dozen remained. Among them was a high school student with a cheerful smile, long blond hair, and wearing a women's suit with a tie.

noon,

"Hyomei, could you please come to the office?"

After the supervising teacher closed the lesson plan, hesitated slightly before slowly speaking.

"Okay, teacher."

The short-haired girl paused for a moment, then got up and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as she left, the classroom erupted in a buzz of excitement.

"The teacher's tone"

"Could it be?"

"There's no mistake, it must be!"

"Look at Xiaodong's momentum, she's definitely going to succeed."

Extraordinary!
The students became more and more excited as they spoke, each one as thrilled as if they themselves had become extraordinary.

They had all heard that yesterday, Dong Xiaomei's small group went to an abandoned church on the mountainside on the edge of town for a "test of courage": she must have had some kind of extraordinary encounter there, instantly becoming a superhuman. From then on, she was no longer an ordinary person.
It's so enviable!
The words of envy often implied, "I could do that too."

After all, in their eyes, Higashi Hsiao-mei was just an average girl in terms of grades, sports, and speaking skills.

"Why don't we do it too?"

"The abandoned church area has been cordoned off by the police."

I know of an old, abandoned house.

The bolder ones even started discussing where they could stumble upon a 'serendipitous encounter,' completely forgetting:

Right in their classroom, there were two desks.

Two bottles of white chrysanthemums were placed there.

These two spots belong to the blond guy with the lip piercing and his girlfriend!
"It's you?"

When Dong Xiaomei walked into the office, she saw a female classmate wearing glasses: before yesterday, they were still 'good friends'.

And this only applies to the period before yesterday.

"Your Majesty!"

thud,

The middle-aged man next to her forced the woman with glasses to her knees, and his own knees buckled and fell heavily to the floor.

"terribly sorry!"

A hand pressed down on the woman's head, and the middle-aged man's forehead slammed heavily against the floor.

“My daughter did that to you,”

"It's all my fault as a father; I didn't raise him well."

"I'm willing to accept any punishment! Please, spare her life."

The middle-aged man raised his head, his eyes filled with pleading. His forehead was red and swollen, and he looked humbly at Dong Xiaomei, awaiting her judgment.

"Uncle, please get up."

Higashi Hsiao-mei knelt down and helped the middle-aged man up, then sighed.

"I won't blame Hinako... cough, I don't blame Hinako, don't worry, Uncle."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

The middle-aged man bent over and nodded repeatedly. He was just an ordinary person, and this was the only way he could save his daughter's life.

There are some things that everyone knows, but no one can say them.

'Are you really going to let her go?'

"She pushed you down while running away, and you almost died on the mountain."

As Higashi Takami walked out of the office, the voice of that high school student, Itsuki, echoed in her mind.

'If you need, I can easily kill her—'

No,

'Wouldn't that mean I wouldn't be able to go to school and would have to go home?'

The short-haired girl walked along, answering in her mind.

"and,"

'I'm not a good person either.'

'I used to take care of Hinako only because she was the 'lowest' person in our group.'

'Without her, wouldn't I be the 'lowest' one?'

'Those who think like that are only thinking of themselves.'

"Hahahaha~~"

? !
A sudden burst of laughter startled Dong Xiaomei.

"Sister Yiyue, you—"

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help but laugh out loud."

The voice in my mind apologizes, and can even conjure up a funny image of someone shaking their head.

There's a saying: "A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions; and by intentions, no one in the world is perfect."

The person she chose to possess is really a good person.

As a collaborator, this isn't so bad.
but:

'Hyomi, since you're going to let her go, then so be it.'

'But don't forget, this world is now a cold and cruel age of the extraordinary; if you don't fight, you die.'

"I, I will try my best not to hold Sister Yiyue back."

As the sun sets,

It was seven o'clock.
Everyone in the school had already left.

Since the installation of numerous cameras, 'night patrols' have disappeared.

This is why the tales of the 'Seven Mysteries of Schools' that were popular in the last century eventually faded into obscurity.

The reason why there are no patrols now is because:

dare not!

A security guard's life is also a life.

How much does it cost in a month? Taking a flashlight to patrol a huge campus, what's the difference between that and actively courting death?
"Sister Yiyue, what are we doing here?"

The girl standing on the rooftop let the evening breeze blow through her short hair. She was wearing a junior high school uniform, and the only difference between her and ordinary female students was that she had a black choker around her neck.

There was nothing she could do; ever since she was possessed by 'Sister Yiyue,' a suffocation mark had appeared around her neck.

This is the only way to cover it up.
"Xiao Mei, people will starve to death if they don't eat."

A blonde high school girl floated out of the girl's body and lay behind her, wrapping her arms around her chest, making the girl blush instantly.

"Hands."

"Hands what? Oh, you mean breasts~~"

"When you got home and took a shower yesterday, what part of your body didn't I see?"

A female high school student, a 'hooligan' type of evil spirit, floated behind Higashi Takami, embracing the girl and continuing to speak.

"Then tell me, what do evil spirits eat when they're hungry?"

? !
Upon hearing this question, the short-haired girl's body stiffened involuntarily.

What do evil spirits eat?
Is there even a question? During this period, two extraordinary disasters, 'The Rift of the Underworld' and 'The Wraith', have occurred.

Although the death toll in the island nation has not been released, it is likely in the hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Countless facts prove that evil spirits eat
people!
"Don't be nervous,"

Higashi Hsiao-mi's pale cheeks were framed by a waterfall of golden hair.

"I'm not some kind of demon,"

"The thought of eating people is still a bit hard to swallow."

"so what--"

As the new type of evil spirit 'Izuki' floating in the air turned its head, Higashi Takami followed suit:
Several evil spirits dressed in tattered white mourning clothes floated onto the rooftop at some unknown time.

Why them?

"Why are you here?"

Wearing a women's suit, tie, and skirt, with a long rope around her neck, the female high school student evil spirit spreads her arms and chuckles.

"That's because Xiaoxiao smells so good~~"

? ?
Yes,

It turned out to be this reason.

"Am I really a 'Resurrection Incense' type of constitution?"

The short-haired girl looked up at the sky helplessly. She realized that Sister Yiyue was using her as 'bait' to lure her in.

"There's no way around it. As long as I leave your body, your constitution that attracts evil spirits will come into play."

He clenched his fists and grabbed the rope attached to his neck as a weapon.

woohoo~~
Wielding the rope with impressive skill, the high school girl evil spirit 'Izuki' gave a shout.

"It's coming, Xiaomei!"