I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 198 The world after death

In the deserted park,

"Ouch, my face~~"

The female high school student demon was sitting on a bench, rubbing her face.

When that girl in the black suit grabbed her, she felt like her head was going to explode and she would be absorbed on the spot.
"Sister Yiyue, are you alright?"

Short-haired girl Higashi Hikami stood to the side.
The female high school student demon stared helplessly at the high school girl who was leaning back on the bench in a "spread-eagle" pose, looking like a boss.

"It's all right for now,"

But it's only temporary.

The blonde high school girl glanced slightly to the side: there, the girl in the black suit and the policewoman who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere were chatting.

Neither of these two beings, regardless of who they are, are people she can deal with.

Tsk, is this the end?

Before yet another 'death':
"Little Xiaomei, rub my face for me~~"

"Hey, hey, hey?"

The topic jumped so quickly that the short-haired girl didn't even have time to react.

Besides, how could such a thing happen in a park?
"His head was almost crushed just now, can't Xiaomei even grant him this small wish?"

Hearing Izuki's 'aggrieved' words, Higashi Takami hesitated for a moment, then walked behind the bench and began to massage 'Izuki-nee's' head.

"Not bad, not bad, a little to the left, a little higher~~"

Just as 'Higashi Takami Izuki' were having their usual interactions, Fuji Seiko and Tanimura Hoshino walked to the other side of the park.

"Your body?"

"Just a 'artificial corpse'."

Reattaching her right hand, which she was holding, to her right arm, Tanimura Hoshino flexed her fingers.

“We ‘ghost messengers’ will continuously consume spiritual energy as we move around in the mortal world.”

"Wearing this 'artificial body' will minimize the energy consumption."

Fuji Seiko's gaze swept over Tanimura Hoshino's arm; the joints looked like those of a doll. As she reattached the arm, a flash of light appeared, and it became exactly like a normal person's.

"That's it,"

How are you doing now?

When asked this question, Hoshino Tanimura smiled gently, a slight upturn to her lips.

"certainly,"

"Is there anything happier for me than being with Watari?"

really,

Fujiseiko understood.
This also explains the doubts that Director Zhu Ya and Yi Hua had previously raised:
Given Tanimura Hoshino's strength, there's no reason why she should have died so easily in Mount Koya, unless it was intentional on her part!

Now it seems her death was indeed planned: the fact that she casually uttered the word 'ghost messenger' proves she had already sided with them—

Ghost Messenger White!
Only the forces of the underworld can easily revive people, right?

Although Hoshino Tanimura's body currently looks like a doll, as long as one's self-awareness is complete, does it really matter what the body is?
"Did you come back for work this time?"

Fuji Seiko wasn't the type to beat around the bush, and she also knew that Tanimura Hoshino disliked all sorts of schemes and plots.

Since Tanimura Watari died here, trying to outsmart her will only provoke her resentment.

"Hunting down evil spirits."

When facing her former 'colleagues', Hoshino Tanimura spoke frankly.

"As you all know, for some reason, a large number of evil spirits from Yomotsu Hirasaka have flooded into the mortal world."

“My family has established cities in the underworld, gathering those who are fit for service, and constantly sending people to exterminate evil spirits; as for the mortal world, that should be handled by the government. But…”

It is clear that the island nation's government is neither efficient nor capable enough to suppress the evil spirits: most of the special police are still drinking nuclear wastewater and eating irradiated flesh, trying to incorporate the 'radiation curse' into their own power, resulting in a severe shortage of government personnel.

As for the other superhumans, most of them stayed in their own territories and made excuses for not complying with government orders.

Without a sufficiently powerful superhuman, how can the situation be controlled?
"So, I was sent here on a 'business trip'."

Fuji Seiko simply nodded at the girl's explanation.

However, the island nation's high-ranking officials, who were simultaneously listening to these conversations through the device she was wearing, were in an uproar!
As expected, as expected, as expected!!

Death is not the end, but the beginning of another 'life'.

Wonderful, wonderful!
Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

"We must get in touch with them!"

The island nation's prime minister, who had rushed over, was visibly excited, showing no demeanor befitting a head of state.

This is a real-life example of 'resurrection'! Judging from Tanimura Hoshino's tone, the real world is just a simple 'business trip' for them. How can anyone not be excited about this?

"Since the underworld is also eliminating evil spirits, it is our natural ally and must be treated with the highest level of respect!"

"Director Zhuya, please make this trip yourself."

"Director, please!"

Other cabinet ministers who arrived also spoke up, leaving Director Takeya looking helpless.

You guys
"Ok."

He knew these guys wanted to get rid of him, and he knew that if he left, they would definitely take out the information about the 'underworld' and use it to exchange for benefits with the big tycoons. But what could he do?
If he suppresses this matter, others will suspect that he is 'keeping it to himself'.

After all,
Director Zhu Ya is also a high-ranking government official.

Power was both his 'strength' and his 'shackles'; he couldn't possibly object to the Prime Minister's words on the spot. Moreover...
Contacting the forces of the 'underworld' was also part of his plan.

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.

Not long after,

"Hoshino Tanimura?!"

"That Tanimura Hoshino???"

"Sir, it's that Tanimura Hoshino—"

Upon hearing his subordinate utter the name, almost all the high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the island nation suddenly sat up from their sofas and beds, their faces filled with shock.

How did she 'come back'?

After the initial shock came an eager follow-up question:
"Is it an evil spirit?"

"No, it's a 'normal person'."

A normal person? How is that possible?!
Hoshino Tanimura died on the spot during the 'Battle of Koyasan'!

"Yomi Hirazan?"

"Hell?"

A second 'life' after death.
Lord Bai, our government can also serve you!

Beauty, money, power... cough cough, anything that can be possessed in this world, I'll give it all up: just to secure a place in the 'underworld'.

Under the cover of night, countless powerful figures paced back and forth in their mansions, their hearts burning with desire. They wished they could rush to the scene and grovel before 'Tanimura Hoshino': this was a chance to live again, and they were willing to do anything to prolong their existence!
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.

Da da da da,

Soon, the sound of a helicopter cutting through the night sky could be heard.

brush,

A figure, holding onto a rappelling rope with one hand, slid down from the night sky.

Snapped,

As they landed in the park, Director Zhuya's gaze swept across the area and spotted Fuji Seiko's figure, along with the familiar girl beside her.

"Mrs. Tanimura, it's been a long time."

"Director, it's been a long time."

The other person turned around and nodded slightly to Director Zhuya.

Tanimura Hoshino used to be considered half of Takeya Haru's 'subordinates', but things are different now. She has already secured a 'staff position' in the underworld, and when she 'dies' and goes to the underworld, everyone will have to be mindful of the girl's feelings.

Of course, Director Zhuya is not the type of person who likes to put on airs.

"Let's go for a walk together?"

Director Zhu Ya raised her hand to acknowledge the two women as she walked to their side.

"Can,"

"If the director has any questions, I will try my best to answer them, considering the help you've given me in the past."

"Then I'll thank you in advance."

Director Zhu Ya pushed up her glasses with a relaxed smile.

"Does the underworld have any solutions or suggestions for dealing with the calamity of evil spirits?"

Damn it, who told you to ask that?!
In the command center far away in Tokyo, a group of high-ranking officials were furious.

The calamity of evil spirits is nothing to these high-ranking officials!
They all have superhuman protection, making it impossible for ordinary evil spirits to get close: the more power is concentrated in one's own hands, the more difficult it is for the lower classes to rebel. These high-ranking cabinet officials have long used their power to have their loyal followers drink superhuman potions, ensuring their own safety first.

Now, facing personnel from the 'underworld,' they're actually asking about some kind of evil spirit calamity. Director, you're so confused!

Top priority,
Of course, the question should be how to establish oneself in the 'underworld'!
Director Takeya was well aware of his colleagues in Tokyo who were "asking about ghosts and gods instead of the people's welfare," but he didn't care. All he wanted now was to end this disaster as quickly as possible. "Impossible,"

Tanimura Hoshino shook her head without hesitation.
"The evil spirits in Yomotsu Hirasaka number in the hundreds of millions."

"Only a small fraction of them escaped to the present world."

“If the Eighth Being continues to create rifts, a large number of evil spirits will still flood into the mortal world.”

"Then the underworld can't."

Should we launch a major crackdown?
Director Zhuya stopped halfway through her speech, saying that the underworld naturally had its own plans, and that others were not her subordinates, nor did they have anything to do with the island nation. Even if there were beings in the underworld who were related to the island nation, they would be the island nation's 'ancestors' from thousands of years ago.

It's a favor if others are willing to help; even if they stand idly by, it's their duty.

In any case, no matter how people die in this world, their souls will fall into the underworld.

"How can it be so easy?"

"The spiritual energy has been depleted over the past thousand years, and the souls have all remained in the Yellow Springs Hill, where they have long been stagnant and corrupted, in addition to the evil spirits of those powerful beings who perished."

"My family said that most people in the underworld don't want to deal with this mess."

"It is only because adults are kind-hearted that they have created a pure land in the underworld."

They also sent people to cleanse the evil spirits in the underworld and designated the area near the 'Crack in the Underworld' as a restricted zone.

"Otherwise, the world would have long since become a ghost town."

"We naturally admire Lord Bai's compassionate heart."

After hearing Tanimura Hoshino's explanation, Director Takeya realized that it was because of "Ghost Messenger White" leading his subordinates to clear out and intercept evil spirits in Yomotsu Hirasaka that the disaster was prevented from continuing to escalate. No matter what his purpose was, he had saved the entire island nation.

"So--"

"Mrs. Tanimura, may I ask: how does one go to the underworld after death?"

coming! ! !

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department,

All the senior cabinet officials were on high alert.

What happens after a person dies?

The three of them strolled in the park, and Tanimura Hoshino thought for a moment.

"I am an exception and cannot be used as a reference."

"However, I have quite a few team members who, according to them, feel a strange pulling force after death. When they regain consciousness, their spirits are already in the wilderness of the underworld, and they also lose some of their memories."

"This accounts for about one in ten cases."

"The rest have simply turned into evil spirits that wander around aimlessly."

"If they hadn't been found by 'White Child,' they would have been forced to live in the wilderness, accompanied by evil spirits."

Hakudoji?
"May I ask, who is this 'White Child'?"

Those high-ranking officials who were monitoring the scene through various surveillance devices;
As the thought of 'what is a white child' flashed through her mind, Director Zhuya asked the question.

"The White Children are a special group of children under the rule of adults,"

"They possess an ability called 'spiritual vision,' which allows them to 'see' distant evil spirits, spirits, and eligible individuals through the mists of the underworld."

They are essentially 'sensory ninjas', like Karin, who can sense all chakra sources within a radius of tens of kilometers.
The girl turned her head, a half-smile playing on her lips, and looked down at the area below Director Zhuya's tie:
There was an inconspicuous camera hidden in the first button of his suit.

“I know that high-ranking government officials are definitely watching this place.”

? !
"It wouldn't hurt to tell you,"

"A strong will is essential to maintain consciousness upon reaching the underworld."

"To become a 'suitable candidate' and be found by the 'White Child,' one must possess a heart of martial prowess."

After saying that, the girl gave a slight, cold laugh.

"We in the underworld don't support idlers,"

"Whether you are qualified or not, you know it in your hearts."

As they walked and talked, the three of them arrived outside the park. So:

"We've had enough of catching up,"

Hoshino Tanimura took a step forward and waved back.

"Holy Son, and Director, don't worry. If you die, there will definitely be a place for you in my team."

We don't want to die! X2
Goodbye. No, have a safe trip.

"The Underworld, the Netherworld, the Chosen One"

This night was destined to be a sleepless one for countless powerful figures in the island nation.

These tycoon leaders are ruthless, trample on the law, manipulate the country, and can be said to have no bottom line and fear nothing. But the only thing they fear is death!

If I die, everything will be for naught!
How could they accept this?

Things are different now. Evil spirits from the underworld are rampaging across the island nation, Mrs. Tanimura has been resurrected, and the existence of the underworld is beyond doubt!
"How can we establish contact with the underworld? Does anyone have any good ideas?"

A replica of a traditional Japanese house in Ginza 3-chome is nestled among high-rise buildings, built with precious ancient wood from hundreds of years ago, like a paradise.

Outside were a bearded man, a man with slicked-back hair, and a bald, muscular man who looked like a bio-monster.
The people inside the house must be able to command such imposing and extraordinary guards.

Toyota, Sumitomo, Mitsubishi, Nogi, Hayami
These people control the island nation's manufacturing, banking, publishing, and electrical industries; they are powerful figures who can make the island nation tremble with a single stomp of their foot.

"I'm not in a hurry, but the old gentleman at the Sumitomo family—"

The person who spoke appeared to be a middle-aged man, but was actually over sixty.

For those in power, this age is still considered 'young and vigorous'.

Inside the room, there were also elderly men in their seventies and eighties. If anyone was in a hurry, it was these men: in negotiations, whoever gets anxious will be at a disadvantage.

"Heh, the Yellow Springs."

"This old man really wants to go and see for himself,"

The old man was no pushover either; he chuckled and passed the question to the host:
"What does Mr. Toyota think?"

"I?"

The burly man, dressed in a floral shirt, beach shorts, and flip-flops, touched the muscles on his face.

"I don't care,"

"You may not know this, but I, Idemitsu Toyoda, once aspired to be a martial artist."

As he finished speaking, his pectoral muscles under his shirt twitched rhythmically.

The other tycoon leaders were speechless.
"I've even 'sparred' with Yu-kun before."

A capitalist, whose face turned pale after being pinched by an Onmyoji, boasted...

"With the strength of my soul, it is only natural that I should become a 'suitable one'."

Simply put, after he dies, he will definitely be recruited by the underworld, so there's absolutely no need to worry about his future.

This bastard!
The other chaebol leaders cursed inwardly.
Many of them also drank the extraordinary potion and survived the 'excruciating pain' and 'death'.

But no matter what, she was still delicate and precious, possessing only spiritual power, but her combat experience could only be described as tragic: unlike this oddball from the Toyota family, who went down to fight martial artists himself, although he was often 'let' them win', he still had some strength.

As he said, after he dies, he will most likely be able to find a job in the underworld.

Those who take it easy aren't in a rush.

"us."

Knock knock knock,

Just as everyone else was thinking about how to 'kowtow' to the underworld, there was a knock on the door.

"boss,"

A man in a black suit opened the door, glided into the room like a fish, quickly came up behind Idemitsu Toyota, and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

? !
"Everyone,"

After his men left and he closed the door.

Idemitsu Toyota, who was chairing the meeting, slowly began to speak.
"Minister Matsumura committed suicide."

Minister Matsumura?

Everyone else was stunned, seemingly not quite understanding.

"Chairman of the Cabinet Public Safety Committee,"

Toyota Izumitsu replenishes supplies.

"I once had a conflict with Hoshino Tanimura because of Wataru Tanimura's body."

"Just now, he was shot eight times in the back and died in his own secret room."

this--

The chaebol leaders finally realized what was happening.

That was processed so quickly!
(End of this chapter)