I'm a demon in Tokyo!

Chapter 286 The Eldest Disciple of the Oborozuki Hall - The Sword of Death! Yuan Xinshui watches the battle; all 128 seats are filled, and the elimination begins!
In Sky City, the huge stadium, which can hold more than 100,000 people, was already half full.

The reason why the gods and spirits skilled in civil engineering were not asked to build the venue even larger was because if the number of people doubled, it would be difficult to manage.

"Yagyu, the card is revealed!"

In the slightly noisy environment, Tamamo suddenly stood up, staring at the number "62" on the card she was holding.

She glanced at the back of the number plate and lowered her voice.
"It will begin in six hours."

"I see."

Yagyu Chi took the number plate and walked towards seat number 62, which was already lit up among the towering, independent seats in the stadium.

A dozen seconds later, the commotion and cheers in the venue finally arrived as the lights of each seat came on, making Tamamo feel the seat beneath her tremble a few times.

Yagyu Akira couldn't hear these noises.

He simply lowered his head, walked to his seat, and then silently closed his eyes and sat down.

Liu Shengchi's spirit and energy have been polished to a pearly shine by his constant work over the past 168 hours.

Everything hinges on the moment the sword is drawn.

Beside Tamamo, Chisa, who had been silent for a long time so as not to disturb Yagyu Akatsuki, was blinking her big eyes and taking pictures from all angles with a large, dark, brick-like phone.

To record the beautiful moments of life, I'll share them with my former classmates.

—It wasn't until a few days ago, when Chisa received her work phone from Nanjo Manami, that she learned from Tamamo that most of her former classmates actually had cell phones.

However, out of consideration for her feelings, her classmates never showed off in front of her.

Click.

After filming the 30-second video, Chisa sent it to the LINE group and added the caption "[Too many people, it's a bit noisy]" while standing in the VIP seat with the best view.

"Young benefactor, is this seat taken?"

"no one."

Chisa's attention was drawn to the conversation between her sister and the stranger.

She blinked and saw a little monk with red lips and white teeth, who was half a head taller than her, and a "giant" wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses sitting next to Tamamo.

It was Hozoin Inari, who had said he was coming to watch the game yesterday, and Okabe Motonobu, whom he had met on the way.

After sitting down, Motonobu Okabe remained motionless and silent, only trying his best to conceal his aura and secretly observing his surroundings through his sunglasses.

At first glance, it looks exactly like a passerby who just happened to walk into this row.

The young monk Yinli didn't have so many worries. He crossed his legs and fiddled with his phone, which he had just gotten, taking two pictures of the surrounding area, not knowing who he would send them to.

Tamamo asked with some surprise, "You're such a young monk, you don't even know how to use a cell phone, and you came here all by yourself. Won't you encounter any danger or get lost?"

She paused, her expression somewhat suspicious.
"Could it be that he secretly ran away from the temple without the elders' knowledge?"

Hozoin Inari put down his phone, looked Tamamo over, and then said with a rising tone, "Aren't you one too?"

"Besides... you two elementary school students are probably not even older than me."

"Huh? We're not elementary school students!" Tamamo exclaimed in a hurry, blurting out her Kansai dialect.

She patted her chest loudly and took out an ordinary-looking ID: "Little monk, look carefully, I'm a real adult! A reliable Special Affairs Officer!"

Now it was Takarazuka Inari's turn to be surprised. He cupped his hands in greeting.
"It turns out that the young benefactor is just malnourished and his height is rather short. My apologies."

Tamamo (slightly reddish): ...

She was about to say something when the phone on the young monk Yinli's lap vibrated. He picked it up, looked at it, stood up, waved towards the distance, and shouted.

"Senior Brother Yuanzheng—over here!"

Brother Yuanzheng... Yuanzheng?
Just as Tamamo was about to turn red, she paused, feeling that the Buddhist name sounded somewhat familiar.

Therefore, after calming down, she quickly retrieved the information in her mind... The Enshō she had heard of was of course Hozoin Enshō!
Tamamo squinted and, after examining Yinli's robe for a while, confirmed something.

—Is this little monk also a monk from the Hozoin Temple?

When the bald, burly man with the Buddhist name Yuanzheng approached, sweating profusely and carrying popcorn, Tamamo's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints as if she had just remembered something.

The VIP seats in Castle in the Sky, Hozoin, Ensei, a young monk about the same age as Chisa...

To verify her startling conjecture, Tamamo pondered for a long time, but finally couldn't help but slowly ask the smiling little monk who had just sat down, "..."
"You are... the 'divinely gifted treasure' of the Hozoin school, the one who was said to have been born with a profound understanding of the truths of martial arts... Hozoin Inori?"

The moment she uttered the last five words, Tamamo suddenly felt her whole body stiffen, as if she had awakened some kind of extremely terrifying monster.

Hozoin Inri, who had his back to her, slowly turned around.
"So that's how everyone outside addresses this humble monk."

The young monk still had a wide smile on his face, but his tone sent a chill down one's spine.

He stretched out his hand, like some surging, twisting monster opening its deep, gaping maw towards Tamamo.

"Nice to meet you, I am Hozoin Inari."

Tamamo didn't reply because she couldn't move a single finger.

At that moment, Chisa pulled Tamamo back to her side, followed by a childish, angry voice.
"Hey! Little monk, don't scare your older sister!"

When Hozoin Inari heard this, he was stunned. He raised his hand to touch his cheek before wiping away the chilling smile.

He sighed softly.
"Um... I'm sorry, because a stranger suddenly mentioned it, I accidentally..."

The young monk Yinli scratched his cheek sheepishly, then turned and grabbed a bucket of popcorn from the monk Yuanzheng's hand, placing it in front of the Yuzao sisters.
"As an apology, I'll treat you two to some popcorn."

Chisa, who was about to bring up Uesugi Tetsu to say some harsh words, was stunned for a moment, and said thank you after taking the popcorn.

Chisa thought to herself, "So the little monk isn't a bad person after all."

The atmosphere in the VIP section then became more harmonious, while tensions rose at the entrance of the venue.

It's a debate between different schools of thought.

Two young contestants, each with a sword at their waist, faced each other. Their undisguised, chilling killing intent caused the surrounding spectators to quickly move away, and even the queue that was halfway through was broken up as a result.

Just as their killing intent reached its peak and both katanas were drawn simultaneously, a mountain of flesh gleaming with golden light appeared between them.

To be precise, he simultaneously grasped both falling katana.

Those seemingly soft giant hands gripped the blade tightly, yet not a single drop of blood appeared on their skin.

Amidst the incredulous gazes of the two boys, the mountain of flesh stood up and spoke in a deep voice.

"If you want to fight to the death, you can do it later, but don't embarrass your master here."

The newcomer was none other than Rai Tsuna, the number one seed from Ota Ward and a legendary sumo wrestler with a 126-game winning streak!
In previous tests on puppets, Lei Gang easily turned them into dust with a simple push, thus achieving a top 7 ranking.

Lei Gang's hands trembled slightly as he transmitted an astonishing amount of force through the blade to the two boys.

The strongman released his grip again and said calmly,
"Are you awake now?"

The two boys, who could barely stand, didn't reply. They simply sheathed their swords in silence and followed the strongman into the arena.

In the "gaps" unseen by all the audience, Kamo Teruichi and Tsuchimikado Arashi, from an ancient family of Onmyoji, calmly and silently took their seats in the TOP3 and TOP4 spots.

The only ones who could truly pique their interest were geniuses from other ancient Onmyoji families, or members of the three major clans…

The two casually glanced past the TOP2 spot and locked their gaze on the highest TOP1 spot, the figure that had not yet appeared.

In the entrance passage of the venue, the sword-wielding youth, ignored by the two powerful Onmyoji from prestigious families, walked along with half-open eyes, looking drowsy.

His presence is so low, he has no official photos or clear photos of his face and he's not famous at all.

Even after achieving the TOP2 position, few of the surrounding audience members recognized him.

Of course, Hozoin Inari was not among them.

The young monk raised his eyes and immediately fixed his gaze on the swaying young man.

Chisa, a novice who was playing Gomoku on her phone with him, also looked up.
"Little monk, what are you looking at?"

Yinli chuckled and said, "A master of the Katori Shinto school."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man, who was originally over a hundred meters away, slowly walked up to the two of them.

Kitada Kei greeted Chisawa with a gentle smile, then looked at Inori and asked expectantly, "Are you a contestant too?"

The young monk Yinli shook his head: "No, I'm just here to watch the competition."

Kitada Kei nodded: "That's a pity."

After saying that, he didn't linger any longer and walked a few steps to the TOP2 position and sat down quietly.

Throughout the entire venue, very few people even noticed that there was an extra person in their seat.

……

At this moment, at the gate of the Tokugawa family's Tokyo branch.

"Grandpa, we can just watch the live stream. There are just too many people there."

Tokugawa Ryuji looked up at the Sky Castle.

Beside him, a gaunt old man chuckled hoarsely: "Even so, don't you still have Long Er?"

Having figured out the answer, Tokugawa Ryuji had no choice but to reluctantly open the back door of the car and get inside.

The car started silently.

Ryuji Tokugawa stared out the window.

Actually, he was also curious about how much his little sister, whom Xingzi had praised so highly, had grown up.

Although he had previously tested her sword domain with the sword realm, in the end, that was just a meeting that could not even be considered a "test".

You can't tell how much a person has truly grown just by meeting them and exchanging a few words.

Instead, we should look at the "sword".

Ryuji Tokugawa wanted to see for himself how advanced Ririko's sword had become.

Aside from that, Minamoto no Shizumi from the Minamoto family is not bad... Oh right, and that Uesugi kid we met before was also alright.

Thinking of this, Tokugawa Ryuji silently closed his eyes.

Unfortunately, the young man surnamed Uesugi couldn't resist his younger sister's insistence and couldn't force her to leave this place of trouble and get away from these pointless conflicts.

……

On the rooftop of Shinjuku, Tokyo.

Minamoto no Shizumi, Saito Ryuichi, and Takizawa Kai stood on top and took out the glowing serial number plates together.

Minamoto Shizumi ran her fingertips along the hilt of Hotaru's sword, and spoke to the two people in front of her.
"Next, we will be the enemy."

Having already fully recovered, Takizawa Kai took a deep breath and absorbed all the viscous spiritual energy fluctuations back into his body.

The young man smiled confidently and waved the numbered card in his hand: "Miss Yuan, you'd better not get defeated before I get here."

Yuan Jingshui simply replied,
"Takizawa-kun, your idea is good, but you should say it to me after you defeat Uesugi-kun."

Takizawa Kai laughed heartily and patted his chest forcefully.
"of course!"

Saito Ryuichi remained silent throughout. Although he had developed some new techniques in the past few days, he had not yet gathered much information about his other opponents and potential rivals.

Because of the lack of intelligence, Saito Ryuichi still had some worries in his heart.

—A technique that can instantly bring all the people in the present world over is truly overpowered.

The head of the Saito family activated the serial number plate and appeared in the Sky City with a sigh.

Seeing the two disappear before her eyes, enveloped by the pillar of light, Yuan Jingshui also squeezed the serial number plate and activated it.

The girl, who had never been favored by the Minamoto family since childhood, gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, recalling her elder sister's assessment of Uesugi Tetsuya: "He's quite good."

As the pillar of light illuminated, Yuan Jingshui opened her eyes at the entrance to the Sky City.

A powerful sword intent hovered precisely above everyone's head, ruthlessly suppressing all the probing glances cast from the surroundings.

She will prove who is the strongest.

Just as Takizawa Kai was about to retort, he exclaimed and clicked his tongue: "Ms. Gen, you're too ruthless. This will incur public wrath..."

Saito Ryuichi never paid attention to these trivial matters from beginning to end.

He turned his gaze and found the direction of the entrance, then said to the two of them, "Let's go."

Under the gaze of countless eyes of all colors.

Yuan Jingshui and two others entered.

On the high platform where the spirits and deities sat, Nanjo Manami stroked her chin and said, "The new generation of the Minamoto family is quite impressive."

"Unfortunately, I'm still one step away from forging a sword heart."

Huijue also lowered his gaze, saying with a hint of regret, "In my humble opinion, that person still has deep-seated obsessions and demonic obstacles in his heart... If things continue like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to achieve sword heart for several years."

"If the master says that, isn't he treating Kenshin like a cabbage, something you can find everywhere?"

A rough voice sounded behind Huijue, and a burly man with a dry straw in his mouth, black hair falling in front of his eyes, and wearing a thin, tattered Taoist robe emerged from the darkness.

The man, his arms, which were wrapped in dark red bandages and were almost as thick as a normal person's thighs, put his hands in his pockets and casually raised his chin at Nanjo Manami.

"Yo, long time no see, Nanjo-san... Ha, should I call you 'Shogun' now?"

"It's not work time, so it doesn't matter what you call me."

Nanjo Manami turned her gaze to the side: "On the contrary, you, Oborozuki, aren't you going to come and pick out a couple of good seedlings?"

"If someone can get into this place, how can there be any promising talents left?"

The man scoffed lightly: "Also, she said she was too lazy to move, so she made me take care of Chizuru."

Kujou Oborozuki stomped her foot in displeasure.
"Damn, this old guy is so lazy... He hasn't even bothered to move his butt in all these years. We don't even know when he'll die in the dojo."

After praising the teacher's kindness and the student's filial piety, Nanjo Manami's mind was filled with thoughts of men—

Kujou Oborozuki, the eldest disciple of Oborozuki-do, and also the most accomplished disciple in Oborozuki-do, almost on par with Kujou Oboroyo herself.

Many years ago, when he was young, he had a very famous and creepy nickname.

—"The Sword of Death".

As the name suggests, none of the people or demons who witnessed him wielding his sword survived.

However, Nanjo Manami knew that this rumor was absolutely unfounded.

Kujou Oborozuki slowly scanned the entire venue and smiled, "There are quite a few experts here. I'm getting a little itchy to compete."

Noticing the gaze from Nanjo Aimi, he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Nanjo, I'm not like my stupid younger brother, and I wouldn't bully someone younger than me."

At this point, Kujou Oborozuki changed the subject,
"But what about Nanjo and Master, would you two like to...?"

But before he could finish speaking, the two of them flatly refused.

"I'm so sorry I can't play, just working overtime is killing me."

“This humble monk is not so idle as to be so, Benefactor Kujo.”

"Tch, boring."

Kujou Oborozuki leaned against the wall, chewing on the grass root in her mouth: "She's so strong, yet she's not even willing to spar."

Too lazy to deal with this guy with boundless energy, Nanjo Manami continued looking towards the entrance, and then her eyes lit up.

Because those who entered at that moment were Uesugi Tetsuya, Ririko, and Akechi Yuya, who had arranged to come with them.

—Just as Uesugi Tetsu had entered the venue and hadn't even had time to look around, he saw a tall, muscular man in a black suit running towards him with a resolute air, carrying a large styrofoam box.

What's going on? Are they looking for trouble?
Just as Uesugi Tetsu was about to flick the other man away with his finger, not wanting to cause any more trouble, he heard the man in the black suit shout loudly, "Lord Uesugi! Lord Uesugi!"

The man in the black suit ran up to Uesugi Tetsuya, panting heavily, already drenched in sweat from the pressure of the surrounding gazes.

He opened the styrofoam box, revealing bottles of lemon tea and a bunch of ice packs inside, panting as he spoke.

"—This is a lemon tea that our young master, um, Lord Kujouin Jin, sent you."

The lemon tea was sent by Jin Jiujie.

This thing was even transported via cold chain.

Uesugi Tetsuya looked somewhat bewildered.

The man in the black suit explained, "Young Master said he was worried you might get thirsty halfway through the match and not have any drinks, so he asked me to bring you a case of lemon tea now."

He said somewhat awkwardly,

"Since boxes with cooling spells are not allowed in Sky City, we had to resort to physical cooling methods. Please understand..."

The man in the black suit bowed his head deeply.

Uesugi Tetsu blinked and looked at the empty vending machines not far away, and even further away, where long queues had formed.

He and Ririko exchanged a glance, and simultaneously saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

--nice one!

Uesugi Tetsuya accepted the box with a smile and solemnly addressed the man in the black suit: "I will accept the lemon tea. Please give my regards to Lord Kyuuketsuin for me."

The man in the black suit let out an unexpected "Ah!"

Looking at the genuine smile on Uesugi Tetsu's face, he never expected that the lemon tea would actually be so effective.

As expected of the young master!
So what is the young master of the Nine Tribulations Academy doing at this very moment?

—Just like a replay, Kyuuketsuin Jin was still wearing the same clothes, fiddling with the same controller, drinking the same beverage, and sitting in the same place.

The only difference is the boss you fight on the TV screen.

Drop drop!
Just as she dodged the last fast and slow attack of a second-phase boss, broke her resilience bar, and entered the phase of unleashing a barrage of attacks, the phone next to Kyujou Inu Jin vibrated.

He glanced at the screen out of the corner of his eye.

【Sister Xinshui】

The unexpected phone call made Jin Kujou's drowsy eyes widen instantly, and he had no choice but to reach out his right hand to pick up the phone.

And of course, we can't leave out the boss when it's down to its last sliver of health.

That being the case...

Kujouin Jin placed the handle on the ground and answered the phone with her right hand.

Finally, place your right foot in the position of your hand!

During the brief moment of transition, Kyujouin Jin was struck by a light blow, causing him to cry out in pain as he became extremely immersed in the game.

The call connected, and a detached, indifferent voice came through.

"Xiao Jin, where are you now?"

"Home."

"I knew it."

"Um, Sister Xinshui, is there something you need?"

"I had nothing to do and wanted to watch the Tokyo seeding battle."

During the extreme roll, Jiujieyuan Jin laughed: "Sister Xinshui, you can just say you want to see your own sister."

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

Sweat beaded on her forehead as Jiu Jieyuan Jin stiffly changed the subject: "Sister Xinshui, where are you? Should I come over to your place..."

dong dong dong.

That indifferent voice appeared again.
"I'm in."

With a creaking sound from the wooden door, a girl in a black dress walked in expressionlessly.

Yuan Xinshui lowered her head, staring thoughtfully at Jiu Jieyuan Jin's strange posture and the screams of the giant monster on the 100-inch screen.

"Sister Xinshui...you...I..."

Jiujieyuan Jin was about to wave her hand to explain something when Yuan Xinshui interrupted her.

"Don't worry, no one has noticed I'm here."

After tidying up, a somewhat flustered Jiujieyuan Jin poured Yuan Xinshui a cup of cheap iced barley tea. After finishing her own cup, she asked,

"By the way, Sister Xinshui, why did you make a special trip to my house to see me?"

Yuan Xinshui replied, "My phone is too small, and I don't have one, so it's not very convenient to look at."

Upon hearing this, Kujouin Jin realized that the Yuan family was quite ancient and traditional, with very few modern facilities in the family.

It's said that even air conditioning isn't widespread yet!
Yuan Xinshui, in order to calm his mind and cultivate himself, has not even touched a single electronic product.

Oh my god, that's scary.

Kujouin Jin stuck out her tongue, unable to imagine such a boring life.

He laughed and said, "Sister Xinshui, don't worry, I'll switch the channel to Seed Battle right away."

As she spoke, Jiujieyuan Jin tossed the "remote control" aside under Yuan Xinshui's strange gaze, and instead picked up her cell phone, which should have nothing to do with television.

Within two seconds, the 8K quality live stream of the seeding battle was projected onto a 100-inch TV screen.

Yuan Xinshui tilted her head in confusion at first, then praised, "Xiao Jin, you're quite knowledgeable about these electronic devices."

The scene above jumps out a close-up of the TOP 10, from Saito Ryuichi to Uesugi Tetsu, and ends with Genji Shizumi looking down indifferently at everything below.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Yin Yang Gongsuke, a member of the Minamoto family, spoke up loudly.
"I hereby announce—the inaugural Eastern Conference Seeding Tournament Knockout Stage!"

"Officially begin!"

　Still 6k views, please vote with monthly tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)