I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 504 Walking the Night Too Often Leads to Encountering a 'Ghost'

Night falls,

Is your left hand alright?

"Yes, thanks to your talisman, it's all healed now."

In the student dormitory of the Seventh School District, two teenagers are changing clothes in preparation for departure; the ninja outfits are a secret recipe of the Tokugawa family: light-absorbing, durable, lightweight and sturdy, without any distinctive features—although the clothing itself is a distinctive feature, pointing to various extraordinary families.

Okay, so our goal for today is:

Shizuka Tokugawa took out a map and pointed to the S Pharmaceutical Company's Neuro-Neural Application Analysis Institute, located in the 7th school district.

"If I'm not mistaken, we'll meet here."

Those Poison Island clones!
"Shangdangma, if you rescue these clones, what are your plans?"

Skipping over the surname, Tokugawa Shizuka asked the urchin-haired boy in front of her: "You acted with such passion, but now that we've rescued these clones, how do we clean up the mess?"
Should we escape to the wilderness with them, or—

"I will respect their decision,"

Unaware of the girl's 'little trick' of omitting her surname, Touma Kamijou picked up the headgear.

"Based on the information we have received, the government is treating them as 'expendable resources,' which is absolutely wrong!"

After saying that, Touma pressed down his stubborn hair while trying to put on the wig.

"Give it to me,"

She stepped forward, took the hood from Touma's hand, walked up to him, stood on tiptoe to put it on him, then removed the hood and tidied up his clothes. Tokugawa Shizuka stepped back, admired him for a few seconds, and then raised her hand to beckon.

Snapped,

A sheathed longsword flew into her hand out of thin air, and the girl turned around gracefully.

"set off!"

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.

here we go,

Adachi Ward has become the center of the 'Kasaiin Family's' headquarters. On the second floor of an ordinary detached house, Yu opened her eyes while lying on the bed.

"Ugh... what's wrong?"

Qiong Mei, who was clinging to his arm, rubbed her eyes.
"It seems that the government's 'Eye of God' project is about to produce 'results'."

Yu didn't hide anything; with a wave of her hand, a mirror appeared out of thin air.

The mirror image is split in two: two shadowy figures moving between school buildings and a group of underground secret laboratories with 'poison islands' coming and going.

"Ok?"

Qiong Mei was, after all, a demon-level powerhouse, and she regained her senses in a second.

"These two kids are the ones sabotaging the experiment?"

"Others are only a year or two younger than us, so how come they're called little guys?"

Yu couldn't help but complain. Of course, he knew that the "small" that Qiong was referring to was judged by her extraordinary strength.

but:

"Don't underestimate them, or you'll suffer."

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"Wait a minute, your friend might just 'capsize' in a real mess."

Friend? You mean Hime?

How can it be--

This was the first thought that came to Qiongmei's mind, but if it was her brother who said it, it couldn't be wrong.

"Should I go over there?"

After all, they were her friends, so Qiong Mei stood up slightly.

"Need not,"

He reached out and pulled the other person into his arms.
"I only said it was possible: maybe she could solve it herself?"

Although Yu did indeed give Kamijou Touma a 'cheat code', whether he can defeat Hongo Hina remains to be seen after the fight: Hongo Hina is no weakling, and in terms of enthusiasm for fighting and training, she is second to none.

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.

boom!
School District 7

Under the cover of night, an explosion suddenly erupted at the Brain Neurosurgery Application Analysis Laboratory of S Pharmaceutical Company.

Brush, X2
Two figures flashed out of the window and flew backwards.

"Can't the superhumans in the Metropolitan Police Department just be a little 'quiet'?"

Even with her voice lowered, Tokugawa Shizuto couldn't help but complain: "The special police's actions are all about exaggerated sound, light, and explosions—it's so disturbing, how can people not sleep?"

"There is an intruder."

"Headquarters, please send reinforcements!"

With a single punch, the two men were blasted out of the building, and a special police officer in uniform strode out and reported loudly.

He had already reported the situation using the communicator he was carrying, and he believed that reinforcements would arrive soon.

"First, a swift and decisive victory—"

"it is good!"

Touma Kamijou, unarmed, charged at the super SWAT officer at lightning speed.

"Humph,"

Facing the charging Kamijou Touma, the super SWAT officer clenched his fist, a pale green orb of light illuminating his fist, and raised his hand to strike at his opponent.

"Uranium Light Wave Fist - Heavy Artillery Bombardment!"

The Metropolitan Police Department's superhuman special police practice the "Uranium Light Wave Fist" every day next to the nuclear reactor. The punches they throw carry strong nuclear radiation, which has additional lethality to biological units. It is their secret technique to intimidate all kinds of superhumans: regardless of whether they can win or not, let's irradiate ourselves to our hearts' content first.

As the super SWAT officer threw a ball of light with his fist, the black-clad ninja who rushed over raised his right hand and grabbed it.

idiot?!
The moment the contempt in the mind of the special police officer surfaced, his expression turned to horror!
Because the opponent raised their hand and grabbed, the 'ball of light' that was about to explode was actually absorbed.

The scene before them was so bizarre that the special police officers thought they had been under an illusion.

this--

Snapped,
Before the SWAT team could decide whether to continue the attack or form hand seals to dispel the illusion, the other party had already rushed over and grabbed their outstretched fist with his right hand.

His body stiffened, and the next second, the opponent's left hand delivered a powerful swing punch that struck the super SWAT officer's chin.

Suddenly, darkness enveloped him, and the super SWAT officer collapsed to the ground, stiff as a board.

"Your hand is amazing!"

Although it wasn't the first time she had witnessed it, Tokugawa Shizuka still couldn't help but sigh.

One grab seals away spiritual power, another punch knocks the chin unconscious.

Simple and straightforward, simply amazing.

Furthermore, Touma's physique is definitely problematic. Despite the lack of detectable spiritual power, he can fight on par with wolf and tiger-level opponents.
"Go, Zero!"

The Metropolitan Police Department has received the information and they must act quickly.

"it is good,"

Soon, the two stormed into the underground secret laboratory.

brush,

As soon as the door opened,
Several long swords came hurtling towards the two of them.

Clang!
With a horizontal slash of his long sword, Tokugawa Shizumo blocked the attacks, then twisted his wrist to prepare for a counterattack.

"and many more!"

It was Touma Kamijou, who pulled down his face mask, who spoke up to stop the two sides.

"Bukushima... no, Busushima's clones! We're not enemies, we're here to rescue you!"

That's right, the one who suddenly attacked them was none other than a group of 'Bukishima' wielding long knives: strictly speaking, they should be called Bukishima clones.

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"Sea urchin hairstyle,"

"His face was full of unpleasant features,"

"It was an unknown target encountered by Busu Island 10086,"

A group of expressionless 'Bullstreet clones' swept their gazes across the room, exchanging words as if playing a word game.

Analysis: The target is formidable.

"Judgment: Intended to sabotage the experiment." "Conclusion: Activate."

"etc--!!"

A roar drowned out all the mutterings of the poison islanders present, even causing them to 'crash'.

"You are human beings, not machines!"

Touma Kamijou strode forward and placed his hand on the shoulder of 'Bukushima', who was at the very front.

"These so-called experiments are constantly taking your lives; this is not a future that humanity should face—"

The boy looked intently at the girl before him, speaking slowly and deliberately:
No one is born guilty!

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"Sub-analysis"

Busujima, who had been expressionless, blinked, seemingly confused about the situation.

Judgment: Thoughts are confused.

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"First, touch their heads!"

Upon hearing Tokugawa Shizuka's words behind him, Kamijou Touma instinctively raised his right hand and placed it on the other person's head.

???

"Ah~~"

When touched by the right hand, the other person was no longer expressionless as before, but let out a cry of pain and then crouched down to defend himself, covering his head.

"I'm sorry, I—"

"efficient!"

As Touma Kamijou subconsciously apologized, Shizuka Tokugawa's eyes flickered.

Clones are still people, and people can think: If the government didn't tamper with their brains to make it easier to control these clones, Tokugawa Shizuka would be the first to disbelieve it.

As supernatural powers have evolved, various illusions such as hypnosis, ignoring others, and rewriting cognition have emerged one after another.

As the daughter of the Tokugawa family, she was naturally aware of these disgusting methods.

These are all low-level illusions that work on the brain!

"First, touch the heads of all the 'poison islands'."

".good,"

As Touma Kamijou swiftly passed through the 'poison island,' his right hand touched the heads of these girls, who immediately crouched down to cover their heads in defense.

"really,"

Tokugawa Shizuka was secretly observing when Touma touched her with his right hand;
Although these Poison Island clones still had no expression, their way of looking around clearly showed a bit more 'humanity'.

Clones are not robots. Even dogs will instinctively move around. Once the 'restrictions' in their heads are removed, they will begin to develop thoughts and emotions.

Analysis: The situation is too complicated.

"Judgment: Abandon hostility,"

Conclusion: Remain silent.

The instinct of living beings is to survive; this is information etched into their genes. As the 'limitations' in their minds are erased, these Poison Island clones begin to give up resistance. Moreover, they themselves possess the memories of 'Poison Island,' and memories influence an individual's behavior.

"Really?"

Touma Kamijou was surprised when he looked at his right hand.

Fighting aside, how can a simple touch make the girls in front of you become normal again—is it really a 'head pat kill'?

"Everyone, follow us!"

Tokugawa Shizuka clapped her hands, attracting the attention of many 'Poison Island' members.

"We've come to save you. If you stay here, you'll die from all sorts of experiments. If you want to live, come with us!"

Analysis: Cognitive confusion has occurred.

"Judgment: The other party has no hostile intentions."

Conclusion: Survival is the top priority.

Numerous Poison Island clones muttered to themselves.
Although their 'orders' were to attack the intruders and execute the 'self-destruct program' if they were unable to defeat them, now—the numerous expressionless 'Poison Island' clones exchanged glances, and finally stepped forward to follow behind these two.

Judging from their 'memory', those orders seemed illogical: at least the real Poison Island wouldn't obey anyone.

Since we can't beat them and they don't seem to have any intention to kill us, let's observe for a while first!
Once the emotion of contemplation arises, the so-called order immediately vanishes.

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.

"A total of 146 clones,"

After quickly scanning the underground laboratory and leading the group of 'girls' away, Tokugawa Shizuka rubbed her forehead.

"so much"

Although they've already told those who want to live to keep up,

But how can the two of them protect so many Poison Island clones?

Besides, in a sense, they are the criminals: the laboratory belongs to the government, so where do they plan to put these 'poison islands' after taking them out?
The Tokugawa family?

That seems impossible.
"Zero, don't overthink it, there's always a way."

Touma Kamijou comforted his companion, but he hadn't really figured out what to do either: if he got carried away, he could fight the government, but he was at a loss as an ordinary high school student, faced with more than a hundred 'Poison Island' members following him obediently: could the student dormitory really fit so many people?

We can only take it one step at a time.

"Wow, you actually brought these clones out?"

Just as I stepped out the door,
Then a crisp sound was heard.

"Government reinforcements?!"

Tokugawa Shizuka, who was the first to step out of the gate, was stunned, and her words trembled.

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"Zero, who is she?"

Kamijou Touma turned his head in confusion, looking at his companion who had a look of fear in his eyes.

The other person is just a high school girl: although her pink, shoulder-length hair and the pentagram in her pupils are somewhat unusual.

But in this extraordinary era, for various reasons, it's normal for people to have abnormal hair and eye colors, and even physical abnormalities: in the Sea Kingdom, a large number of people who have eaten 'extraordinary pearls' habitually maintain a half-human, half-demon fighting posture, with various marine creature characteristics all over their bodies.

"Hina Hongo,"

Shizuka Tokugawa uttered the name with bitterness, her voice filled with despair.

"From the Kengan Association."

"I am the president of the Kengan Association,"

The woman gracefully lifted her short skirt and curtsied.

"You two are committing a crime!"

The pink-haired girl smiled and held up one finger, then playfully shook it.

"Please give up resistance and try to get lenient treatment; otherwise, you will get hurt."

"no!"

Touma Kamijou refused without hesitation.
"I absolutely will not allow cloned humans to be used for human experiments, especially since so many people have died!"

To be honest, Touma Kamijou was never an 'absolutely righteous' person. He was only considered kind because his stubborn behavior happened to fit most people's understanding of 'justice'.

But he will not back down when his actions are hostile to the government that represents 'justice'!
If described using a 'nine-square grid of factions,' then he would be 'chaotic good': he would only act according to his own will and his own 'justice.'

"Oh dear, this is a bit troublesome."

The pink-haired girl opposite sighed and then tilted her head.

"Perhaps my appearance is too cute and lacks any intimidating power; this young man misjudged the situation. I'm not making a request—"

A blur before my eyes,
In the story of Touma Kamijou and Shizuka Tokugawa,
Before they could even react, arms gently draped over their shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

They would put their arms around their necks like friends, but for fighters and swordsmen, this gesture meant certain death if the other party was hostile!

"That's an order~~"

The sound from behind sent a chill down their spines.

when? !

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.: Someone gave the author a "Lord of the Ring" (or "Old Eunuch") a reward for his new book, *Reborn in Post-War Japan with the Naruto*. He said he'd add more chapters once it's officially released. If he does release it, I'll give him a "Lord of the Ring" reward too. I hope this time the author can write a good book. Readers with free time can check it out. He's the pioneer behind *Tokyo Naruto*. I've followed over a dozen of his unfinished books; they're genuinely unfinished, but they're also incredibly well-written (tears of joy).

(End of this chapter)