I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 28 Playing with Ghosts Part 2

"Without a doubt, this is an extraordinary event."

Inside the apartment, a group of secretly selected police officers surrounded a young man hanging in the room, filming and recording while talking in hushed tones.

“The target is ‘Fujiwara Yamato,’ who is 31 years old this year.”

"Seven years ago, I joined Meguro Company, a subsidiary of the Hayami Zaibatsu, as a salesman. Due to poor performance, I was dismissed three years ago."

About six months later, the financially strapped Fujiwara Yamato joined Taoka Financial Company and became one of its members, in charge of the "money collection" business.

After receiving a call from the other party's father, suspected to be related to "extraordinary" matters, the Metropolitan Police Department immediately dispatched personnel to investigate the apartment. Analysis of the information transmitted from the scene clearly revealed an eerie atmosphere, and a large number of elite officers rushed to the scene.

"The mine shaft has been sealed off,"

"The individuals the target has been in contact with are being investigated."

"The surveillance footage of 'Yamato Fujiwara' was captured during the journey and is currently being retrieved."

Because of the extraordinary matter, the entire Metropolitan Police Department went all out, and all kinds of information about 'Fujiwara Yamato' flocked to the Metropolitan Police Department in Chiyoda Kasumigaseki from all directions like snowflakes.

Even without leaving their homes, the bigwigs can still control every move in Tokyo.

The premise is that this matter is enough to attract the attention of important people.

"Mr. Zhuya, thank you for your cooperation in opening up matters related to 'extraordinary'."

In the Metropolitan Police Department's 'Special Operations Office,' besides the Japanese personnel, there was also a group of blond-haired, blue-eyed white men.

"Thank you for your support as well."

While exchanging pleasantries with the middle-aged white man with the rank of 'Brigadier General' beside him, Director Zhu Ya directed the operations on site.

Indeed, this is a matter of great importance. Although the island nation is remarkably united, how could they possibly refuse America's intervention?
If pushed too far, given America's style of doing things, it's not impossible for them to take direct action! For the sake of oil, America can ignite wars everywhere and manipulate numerous national political parties into civil wars; now that they have learned of the appearance of the 'extraordinary,' in addition to the Seventh Fleet, two other Pacific Fleets are also heading to the island nation.

The island nation, which had initially adopted a tough stance, also wisely withdrew, and the two sides finalized a series of cooperation agreements:

America provides technology, researchers, and weaponry; in return, the island nation is required to disclose all relevant information to America.

In short, island nations bear the risks, and everyone shares the rewards. While it still sounds very 'unequal,' it's no exaggeration to say that it's a 'huge victory' for island nations in the last century!
It's better than being completely devoured.

This white brigadier general was, of course, an 'inspector' sent by America.

"This is an incident involving an evil spirit,"

Fearing that the Lord of the Upper Kingdom might not understand, Director Zhuya thought for a moment and then explained it to him in a more colloquial way.

"The target mistakenly entered the building where the residents were already dead and defrauded the soul of an elderly man who had been dead for 43 days. Afterwards, he began to hallucinate."

With eyewitness accounts and the extraction of surveillance footage from various locations, especially from apartment doorbell cameras, the movements of 'Fujiwara Yamato' were gradually pieced together.

After America's intervention, the need for 'secrecy' has been greatly reduced. More than a hundred experienced police officers have thoroughly surveyed almost every place 'Fujiwara Yamato' has been, more than a dozen times, to ensure that not a single hair was missed.

In the conference room, the doorbell surveillance footage is being played:
Fujiwara Yamato's expression changed drastically, and then he frantically tore at something with both hands.

He then quickly entered the apartment, seemingly trying to avoid the unknown.

Not long after, the sound of hammers striking rang out.

"After returning to his apartment, he disabled the doorbell security camera, unplugged the phone line, and hid under the covers."

However, it was all in vain! Judging from the scene investigation, 'Fujiwara Yamato' was extremely nervous at this time: there were still traces of his wildly swinging hammer on the apartment walls, and there were a lot of splattered sweat stains on the ground.

Finally, Fujiwara Yamato, whose mental state was on the verge of collapse, called his father.

"He confessed to becoming a 'telephone scammer,' and at the same time—"

At the end of Fujiwara Yamato's conversation, an old woman's voice could be heard:

Is my son alright?
This information was provided by Fujiwara Yamato's father.

"That's how it happened, Brigadier General Thomas. What do you think?"

Faced with Director Zhu Ya's question, even Thomas, who was dressed in a muscular general's uniform that was bulging out of his chest, with his short blond hair standing on end and a tough soldier's look, couldn't help but feel a headache.

"The old woman's soul left no trace?"

"Yes,"

"With our current technological means, we have not detected any traces."

Director Zhu Ya added,
"Perhaps only by witnessing it firsthand can one observe its existence."

But when that time really comes, the only thing to consider is how to save your life.

'Fujiwara Yamato' was found hanged from the roof by a telephone line, with nothing under his feet—meaning the possibility of 'hallucination suicide' could be completely ruled out. 'We have other evidence, please see—'

On the monitor screen, an armored vehicle was slowly approaching a detached house with a "Inoue" nameplate.

The rear door opened, and several pet handlers pushed a metal dog cage out of the car.

Next second,
The Shiba Inu, which had been lazily lying in its cage, suddenly stood up!

It stared at the building in front of it, crouching low, baring its teeth, and letting out a threatening growl.

"This is our 'extraordinary being,' which has sensed this building, thus proving its existence."

"Does that old woman's soul still exist?"

"This is just speculation,"

“We have arrested all members of the fraud organization linked to ‘Fujiwara Yamato’.”

Pushing up her non-prescription glasses, Director Zhuya calmly continued speaking.

"Make another scam call to the Inoue family,"

"We selected volunteers who fit the profession of 'money collector' and sent them into the 'Inoue's' house to observe whether 'Mrs. Inoue' would reappear."

This is important!

It relates to whether the soul exists.

As for that poor 'volunteer,' some sacrifices are always necessary for the greater good of the nation.

The coldness in his eyes is palpable!
?

"Good, I'll leave it to you to handle."

The brigadier nodded. If it were him, he would naturally fire a basic load of shells first to see what was strange about the building.

Since learning of the existence of the 'extraordinary' and encountering this bizarre 'case' upon arrival, the once domineering soldier has become cautious.

soul,

This is something that cannot be seen or touched.

No matter how well-trained their bodies are, or how armed their lads are, even with the military support of a superpower behind them, they still lack confidence.

While American horror films often feature gore and most end with a physical exorcism, there are also films like "A Nightmare on Elm Street" where Freddy Krueger, a character who roams through dreams and is impossible to kill, is a nightmare for many American children.

The island nation's police were seen methodically arresting people, screening 'volunteers,' and setting up 'experimental sites.'

Above the main entrance, which has already been designated as a 'haunted house,' the 'wind chime' looks quite pleased.

That's right,

The wind chime hanging above the front door of the Inoue family's house is Akihi Yu's 'paper clone'.

With this paper clone, Akihi Yuu can cast illusions on anyone who enters the house—illusions are nothing to a true ninja.

As long as you disrupt the flow of magical energy, you can break the illusion. 'Illusion Release' isn't even a ninjutsu; its difficulty isn't even at the lowest E-rank.

Therefore, most genjutsu-type ninjas primarily serve a support role. Only a small number specialize in genjutsu in direct combat, and most of them also possess various special bloodlines: such as the Uchiha, Kurama, and Hozuki bloodline families.

And all the magic in this world comes from Qiu Riyou!
Even the lowest level of his illusions is extremely difficult to break free from once caught in them. In fact, if Akihi Yuu wanted to, he could even use a D-rank illusion to achieve the effect of 'Tsukuyomi'!

What's the most powerful aspect of Tsukuyomi? It's that there's no way to break free from it; you can only rely on your willpower to withstand it.

Kakashi, the Sixth Hokage, was bedridden for several months after enduring the Tsukuyomi.

So, what should you do next?

The wind chimes swayed.

Autumn is here, and we wait patiently for the island nation to make its move.

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.

P.S.: Just to clarify, I'm not the eunuch who abandoned the project after the rain; I'm just a minor flop on the web novel genre, writing on the same theme.

Actually, you can tell from his writing style: although that guy's character is questionable, he's still quite talented. Every book he writes that he abandons gets endless recommendations, heads straight to the top three literary platforms, and then gets shut down. He's the envy of countless struggling authors. Meanwhile, my book only managed to get a contract after 6 words, and my first recommendation is still a long way off.

That guy set his sights too high with his first book, and then cut it off when the results weren't satisfactory. Cutting it off too many times created a vicious cycle. Among the fanfiction writers in Group 9, he is considered a classic example of what not to do.

To mistake me for him is giving me far too much credit. So there's no need to worry about me becoming a eunuch; after all, someone like me, a complete loser, has very low expectations—just getting welfare would be a success.

(End of this chapter)