I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 75 Cooperation
announcement:

Due to unforeseen circumstances, the protagonist's surname was changed from 'Spring Day' to 'Autumn Day'.

The class monitor's surname has been changed to "Yi'ai," and Ying's surname has been changed to "Tiannu." Regular readers, please take note!
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! !

"Moo!"

Amidst the muffled gunshots, blood spurted out in the size of bowls from the bull demon's thick limbs.

Even with its body enhanced by 'demonic power,' it was still no match for the 20mm sniper bullets. Amidst its wails, the bull demon, who had been restrained by the man, finally gave in and collapsed to its knees like a collapsing mountain. Immediately afterward, more than a dozen tranquilizer darts flew in.

"Huff... huff huff..."

"ended."

Amidst the ruins, Sakuma Satoru, his hands on his knees and wearing a blood-stained shirt and jacket, gasped for breath.

In fact, he still retained some of the girl's transferred power within him, enough to support him running another marathon in one go. However, it was his first time fighting a 'supernatural' being, and his excited emotions were hard to calm down.

Fortunately, the opponent, 'Oni,' had just come out of the slaughterhouse.

They hadn't even gotten used to walking on two legs yet, and their combat experience was roughly equal, which is why they managed to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

"Sir, are you alright?"

On the helicopter hovering overhead, the arriving soldiers had already put away their weapons and descended to prepare for cleaning up the battlefield. The highest-ranking police officer on the scene, after receiving orders from his superiors, jogged over and respectfully saluted Sakuma Satoru inquiring.

"I'm fine, I haven't felt this good in a long time—"

Noticing the officer's gaze fixed on his chest, Sakuma Satoru hurriedly explained.

“This is not right, this is my blood.”

"But it wasn't from battle; it was from illness."

His words filled the officer with awe. This seemingly ordinary office worker, this "superhuman," was actually fighting despite his illness. What heroic spirit!
"Sir, could I have a few minutes of your time?"

"Our Sendai City Police Chief is on his way; he wants to speak with you."

"what?"

But I—

Sakuma Satoru turned around, only to find that the girl named Aioi Aki had disappeared without a trace.

"Young man, your girlfriend has already gone to seek refuge."

Noticing the searching gaze that Sakuma Satoru had just given, the elderly tourist who had been standing next to them spoke up to explain.

There was one more thing the old man didn't say: After this 'young man' left, his girlfriend's gaze suddenly turned icy; when she swept over the old tourist, it made him gasp for breath, as if he were facing an irresistible beast.

Fortunately, the girl hesitated for a moment before turning and leaving.

At that moment, the old man felt as if he had walked through Rashomon.

"You've misunderstood, Aioi isn't mine."

Seeing the veteran tourist's teasing "I see" expression, Sakuma Satoru wiped his face.

"I'll go find her."

After saying that, he left in a hurry, ignoring the police officers behind him trying to stop him.

After quickly searching around the park without finding any trace of 'Aki Aioi', and attracting a lot of attention from passersby, Sakuma Satoru glanced at the bloodstains on his body and his wrinkled clothes, and had no choice but to flag down a taxi.

"XXX Hotel,"

"Young man, are you injured?"

Sakuma Satoru saw a patch of blood in the rearview mirror, and the taxi driver kindly advised him to stop.

"Should we go to the hospital first? I heard the park was attacked by supernatural beings, and the scene was horrific?"

"Ah, yes."

I chatted idly with the driver, and before long, the taxi stopped in front of a hotel.

I reluctantly paid the fare. Compared to the cheap subway, the starting fare of 660 yen for a taxi in this island nation is enough to make ordinary people think carefully about their wallets.

After explaining to the puzzled hotel receptionist, Sakuma Satoru finally returned to his room, took out his key, and opened the door:
"Welcome back, teacher."

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"Aio-kun?"

Surprised, Sakuma looked down at the girl sitting on the bed in the room and then looked down at his hand.

Isn't there only one key?

correct--

"Xiang Sheng, are you also extraordinary?"

On the way back by car, Sakuma Satoru had already realized what was going on.

That kiss.
"Correct answer, but no reward!"

The girl sat on the bed, hugging one leg, tilting her head and grinning as she looked at the man at the door.

"So, what should the teacher do? Call the police, or—"

Thump,

The door behind him was closed by Sakuma Satoru, who took off his blood-stained coat and loosened his tie as he did so.

"I'm going to take a shower first, and then change my clothes."

"As for Aioi, don't use your superpowers to climb in through the window: that's dangerous."

Seeing the man preparing to go to the bathroom in the room, the girl on the bed stood up.

"Wait, teacher."

"I'm an extraordinary being, why don't you lecture me?"

The man, who had been acting like a know-it-all all the way, was now preparing to take a bath on his own, which made the girl unable to hold back.

"Preaching?"

"Why--"

Sakuma Satoru turned around and asked in confusion.

"Extraordinary power belongs to Xiang Sheng, and how you use it is your freedom."

"I'm just a teacher. How can I give advice to students without knowing their situation?"

Snapped,
Just as Sakuma Satoru reached the bathroom door, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

"Teacher, you're so gentle, how can I bring myself to do it?"

"Wait a minute, I'm very dirty~~"

He never even considered the possibility that a mere touch from the other person could turn him into a dried-up corpse; Sakuma Satoru frantically tried to remove the girl's hands from his waist, but then let go because of the contact between their skin.

"Teacher, aren't you too naive?"

"He's probably still a virgin."

"I'm so sorry I'm a virgin, could you please stop teasing me? Aioi-kun—"

Hearing Sakuma Satoru's helpless reply, the girl behind him pressed even closer.

"Teacher, let's wash together."

"This is my first time too~~"

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The girl behind him tiptoed, her warm breath brushing against the man's ear, and her whispered words were met with:

"Absolutely not!"

"No means no! It has nothing to do with age, classmate Xiang Sheng!"

Instinctively, he crossed his arms over his chest in a classic 'defensive' stance, and the man being hugged from behind by the girl was so pale that blood was almost—no, already dripping from his face.

"Hey?"

"Stabilizing cotton, stabilizing cotton~~"

"Teacher, some hemostatic medicine; and some water—"

After a flurry of activity, the girl, kneeling on the ground, raised her hands and clasped them together in apology. "I'm sorry,"

"Teacher, I will never do it again."

"Aioi-kun, at least let me complete my final journey towards my dreams."

Sakuma Satoru, sitting on the bed, helplessly wiped the bloodstains from his chest. This caused the girl kneeling in front of him to prop her chin up with one hand and tilt her head to examine the man.

It looks good no matter how you look at it~~
"teacher,"

"It's time to end this journey of dreams."

?

"Next comes the journey to cure the illness: with supernatural events happening so frequently now, there must be someone who can cure the teacher."

After saying that, the girl stood up and took the man's hand.

"I will always be there for my teacher. With my abilities, I'm sure my teacher will be able to persevere."

"Wait until the teacher recovers"

Knock knock knock,

The knocking on the door interrupted the romantic atmosphere between the two.

"Who?"

Turning her head, the girl questioned him unhappily.

“Mr. Satoru Sakuma, Ms. Aki Aioi, I am the police chief of Sendai City.”

Just as the girl's eyebrows furrowed and a murderous aura filled the air, the other party's gentle voice came from outside the door again:
"We have a treatment for Mr. Sakuma's illness."

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Royal Sakura School

"Yu-kun, Nao-chan, over here."

"Xiao Qiong, can I borrow your brother for a moment?"

At the school gate, Hongo Hime, who was smiling and waving to Sora, raised her hand to the side when Akihi Yu and Nao, the class president, walked up to her.

"Yu-kun, may I speak to you in private?"

"These are two vials of 'superhuman serum,' but:"

As they reached the corner of the school, Hongo Hime took out a high-tech metal box from her bag and handed it to Akihisa, changing the subject abruptly.

"Yu-kun, it's for Sora and Nao-chan, right?"

"Xiao Qiong's will is fine, but her physique is..."

Because of her frail health since childhood, Akihi Sora is absolutely not 'strong' at all; she can only be considered 'healthy' by a narrow margin.

"I will solve this problem."

He could have easily given his abilities to both of them himself.

But Qiu Riyou insisted on taking this roundabout route for safety reasons.

As the number of extraordinary beings continues to increase, the government's attention to them is also being diverted: it is believed that before long, artificial extraordinary beings will become 'not worth paying too much attention to,' to the point that simply establishing a file will suffice.

This is the 'alias' he's preparing for his sister and class monitor; it's just an ordinary person pretending to be extraordinary.

"And this,"

A jet-black bank card was handed to her by Hina Hongo.

"This is the 'Centurion Black Card' issued by America. There is no limit to the credit limit. I will deposit my monthly 'drug income' into the card."

"Hmm...how about we split it 50/50?"

"A 40/60 split is fine, or 30/70?"

"Oh dear, other factories also need a lot of workers~~"

She clung to Akihi Yu's arm, trying to act cute, even though Hongo Hina knew perfectly well that he knew her true nature.

Do you think I have time to check the accounts?

After giving the other person a disdainful look, Akihi Yu put away the potion and the black card and spoke.

"What are your plans next?"

"plan?"

When it came to serious matters, the girl abandoned her previous cutesy demeanor, her lips parted to reveal white teeth, and she wildly spread her arms wide!

"Of course, we should expand production and launch 'secondary supernatural drugs' to sell to those big conglomerates."

"A lesser extraordinary potion?"

"Yes, a drug extracted from 'artificial superhumans'; its effects are much weaker, but it's still a stepping stone to superhuman status."

Even if the powerful figures of those tycoons crave extraordinary power, they would never dare to risk it: how many big shots dare to say they possess a strong physique and a tenacious will?
"But they certainly have no shortage of elite bodyguards, assassins, and martial artists at their disposal."

As she spoke, a look of longing appeared on Hina Hongo's face.

"After these powerful individuals take the potion and become extraordinary, their strength will definitely reach a new level."

"I can't wait to have a big battle with them!"

"Faster, Higher, Stronger."

"This is what I'm pursuing."

The girl wasn't lying; her goal was to continuously evolve and become the 'strongest' body!

Therefore, one must have a worthy opponent; because extraordinary power is more easily broken through in battle.

"Very good, very energetic."

Yu Akihi affirmed Hongo Hina's words, which were full of the 'Olympic spirit'.

If everyone worked as hard as this girl, he wouldn't need to go to such lengths to cause trouble.

He didn't even need to do anything; the girl would spontaneously develop a large number of extraordinary abilities.
"In this way, when the supernatural power spreads out, we can hold a 'fighting competition' to resolve conflicts between the conglomerates."

Stroke his chin, Qiu Riyou suggested that after obtaining extraordinary power, these powerful forces would definitely not behave themselves. Rather than letting these conglomerates secretly kill each other and bully weaker opponents, it would be better to let their 'extraordinary' abilities openly enter the arena and let him practice them.

"A brilliant move, so what do you think this 'competition' should be called, Yu-kun?"

Upon hearing the girl's question, Akihi Yu smiled slightly.

"Let's call it 'Kengan Association'."

Even more impressively, 'supernatural potions' could be offered as prizes, which would surely attract countless 'human powerhouses'.

Using fists to achieve one's goals is the perfect solution for fighters who struggle to break through their limits.

"Oh, right, Hime."

After finishing the business, Qiu Riyou gave a word of advice.

"Be careful yourself, lest you sink into Tokyo Bay."

Having a 'Primordial Transcendent' can continuously produce 'Transcendent Potions', and even 'Secondary Transcendent Potions'. While bringing immense wealth, it also brings enormous crises!
"Rest assured, this is my first step toward evolution."

The girl clenched her fist, her fighting spirit soaring.

"No one can stop me!"

Of course, this is a crisis for Hongo Hina, but what does it have to do with Akihi Yu?
Besides, even if someone does trace it back to Akihi Yu, the only thing the other party faces is choosing how to die.

Unless it's an island nation government or an American power, ordinary forces would be easily manipulated by Akihi Yu.

As for these two national-level powers, they immediately lacked the time and energy to deal with an 'ordinary extraordinary' being, because Qiu Riyou's main event was about to unfold—

He took out his phone, glanced at the weather forecast, and squinted his eyes.

Just a few more days, it'll be soon.
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.

PS: After being recommended, the reporting efforts increased significantly. It seems the envious competitors are really capable; they can actually use more than ten accounts to spam. So, forget about the battle for the entrance gate, even the surname 'Spring Day' can't be saved. (Shrugs helplessly)

(End of this chapter)