I'm a demon in Tokyo!

Chapter 373 Imagawa Yoshimoto only lived one passionate week, an unquestionable kiss! Issue my order: march to Kyoto immediately!

Boom! ! !

Beneath the terrifying thunderclouds, resembling a natural disaster, a vast, pale bolt of lightning struck the ghostly puppet that was passing by, a puppet that was subject to the power of lightning.

Without even the slightest sign of struggle or resistance, the puppet immediately collapsed to the ground.

She was sleeping soundly.

The "remote camera" function was also instantly rendered useless, causing the light screen that was suspended above the round table in the dark room to shut down and disappear instantly.

The people around the round table looked at each other, speechless.

—You mean that the "ghost god puppet that is restrained by thunder magic and has no other major weaknesses" that was secretly approved to be sent out in the Ancient Clan Alliance just yesterday happened to encounter an extremely rare large-scale thunderstorm disaster on its way?

And just in time, it was struck by the largest bolt of lightning, which happened to be among the natural disasters that encompassed a radius of several kilometers.

This is just the right time.

An eerie silence fell over the room; no one spoke.

Even the ever-smiling bald youth, the giant who had made countless sarcastic remarks throughout the day, and Bodhidharma who had offered tentative suggestions, all fell silent.

They intended to use this opportunity to test the Great Yin-Yang Master Che, but the main force of this test had only been gone a short while when they "coincidentally" met their untimely demise.

This can't even be considered a failure to achieve a goal; it's more like dying halfway through the mission!
Was this a simple accident, or a warning from Che?

Logically speaking, since none of the people present had left, the news could not have been leaked.

Moreover, the puppet is currently far from Suruga, and Tetsu has no way of sensing it.

Each person harbored their own secrets, their suspicious gazes subtly sweeping over everyone except themselves.

Could it be... that there's a traitor within the alliance?
Amidst an atmosphere of suspicion and distrust, the Ancient Clan Alliance's actions against Uesugi Tetsuya naturally had to be temporarily suspended.

……

The winter air was crisp and cold.

Even with the sun high in the sky, it can only bring a pitiful amount of heat, which could be described as an illusion.

Inside the pavilion, Uesugi Tetsu stood behind Imagawa Yoshimoto, carefully placing his hands on either side of the snow-white goose neck that was temporarily exposed to the cold wind.

A wisp of warm blood seeped into her, easing the long-unchanging expression on the girl's face as she held the pen.

I take care of my body after my daily morning meditation practice, which I do every day.

However, Uesugi Tetsu became increasingly cautious—because Imagawa Yoshimoto's health was visibly weakening day by day.

Compared to when he first arrived, Imagawa Yoshimoto now has difficulty walking and needs help to stay upright so he doesn't stagger and fall.

For this reason, Imagawa Yoshimoto rarely speaks, just to conserve his energy.

Suddenly, Imagawa Yoshimoto asked in a very soft voice,

"Che-jun, during these peaceful days... has anything happened?"

"No."

As always, a reassuring voice came from behind her.

pat.

Imagawa Yoshimoto put down the small seal in his hand and sighed almost imperceptibly.
"Are they those Onmyoji?"

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Tetsu knew that no matter how discreetly he had acted, his sickly lord had still discovered it.

He no longer concealed anything and answered Imagawa Yoshimoto's questions truthfully, also revealing some information about the Yokai Guild.

Imagawa Yoshimoto closed his eyes, savoring the warmth that permeated every inch of his body in the chilling winter.

She asked in a flat, emotionless voice,

Will there be any problems?

"will not have."

Uesugi Tetsu answered directly.

—That is indeed the truth. Ever since the ghost puppet from the Demon Guide Association died on the way, the group of ancient clan Onmyoji seemed to be very wary and did not make any more small moves.

"That's good……"

Hearing the girl's voice, which was barely audible, Uesugi Tetsu hesitated for a moment before suggesting, "Lord Yoshimoto... how about we prepare to go to Kyoto in the spring?"

"It's all up to you."

The voice was still faint.

Uesugi Tetsuya was stunned, and almost lost even the qi and blood he was casually manipulating in his hands.

He shook his head, calmly circulating his qi and blood again, while a hundred questions popped into his mind.

He had prepared his reasoning and arguments for "going to Kyoto in the spring," intending to debate with Imagawa Yoshimoto and persuade him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said it, Imagawa Yoshimoto agreed without even asking!
She's practically like a submissive woman in a family who has no say!

At this moment, Uesugi Tetsuya, having completed a cycle of blood and qi circulation, noticed that Imagawa Yoshimoto's skin had turned pale and his once powerful body had become unusually slender.

From a distance, it looks almost like a porcelain doll that would break at the slightest touch.

She... was very ill.

I've become so weak that I need to maintain a calm state of mind 24 hours a day for the sake of my health.

His eyes gradually became empty and indifferent.

If Uesugi Tetsuya isn't around, then Imagawa Yoshimoto will have to stay by the fire all winter.

After finishing today's treatment, Uesugi Tetsuya looked at the wooden comb on the corner of the table and said, "Lord Yoshimoto, let me tie your hair."

"it is good."

The response remained lukewarm.

After Uesugi Tetsuya helped Imagawa Yoshimoto put all his clothes away, he picked up a comb and began to comb his hair, which was a faint gray tinge with black.

The pavilion fell silent immediately.

Could Imagawa Yoshimoto, who was full of vigor three years ago, have imagined what she would look like now?
Uesugi Tetsu thought to himself as he combed his hair.

This was his third month in the Warring States period, or to be precise, his ninety-seventh day.

The Warring States period is now at the end of January, which is considered one of the coldest times of the year.

In the present world, a little over four days have already passed.

After three months of diligent effort, the [Soul Mark] that will be handed over to Imagawa Yoshimoto in the future has been completed by Uesugi Tetsuya through a combination of stealing and learning, and is now in its final stages.

I'm sure I can get it to her on time.

In Hokkaido, only two days have passed since Ririko gave the information about the [ring], and there has been almost no progress.

Ordinary investigators would be swallowed up if they got too close, but she wouldn't.

The city seemed to be afraid of her and dared not let her in.

Zhou Tianyan Armor is constantly running, and its current quantity has reached a gratifying eighty-eight pieces, already exceeding the seventy-two pieces required for the "Small Heavenly Cycle".

After completing the Small Heavenly Circuit, the defensive effect was greatly enhanced, allowing Uesugi Tetsu to race ahead on the path of stacking armor to become the Black Tortoise.

With the "enthusiastic" help of those ancient Onmyoji families, the Mask of Resentment had already been completed, but unfortunately, too little time had passed in the present world, and there was still no news of Zashiki.

As for the Heavenly Path of the Hundred-Eyed Demon and the Two-Foot Master, progress is still very slow, and the journey to completion remains long.

The difficulty of improving the Heavenly Path of the Two-Foot Elder seems to be even greater than his... I wonder how much progress he can make in one go after returning from the Warring States period, taking advantage of the four or five hundred years time difference.

Fortunately, thanks to the efforts of the two-foot-tall man, who has developed panda eyes and has entered America's daily routine, the number of demons in the Imagawa family's territory has gradually decreased.

At least the number of attacks on villages and demons near cities and towns has decreased significantly, so it can no longer be considered a case of demons running rampant. People have discovered that believing in the "Two-Foot Cult" is truly effective; invading demons are indeed beaten to death by the golden fist, and natural disasters seem to have decreased considerably.

Therefore, the number of believers and shrines of the "Two-Foot Sect" are constantly increasing and expanding.

However, even now, the Two-Foot Master hasn't come up with a good name for her religion, leaving everyone to temporarily worship her as a deity who "transforms into an eight-foot-tall figure, resembling clouds and mist."

But these are minor issues.

In chaotic times, people are very pragmatic. Even if Erchi couldn't come up with a name for herself, the villagers would automatically make up a lot of respectful names for her.

After smoothing out all the strands of hair in his hands, Uesugi Tetsuya began to slowly tie up Imagawa Yoshimoto's hair.

In three months, he naturally took down "Bone Mountain," one of the four ultimate forms.

Although the process was full of twists and turns, the final result was good.

Now, any bone in Uesugi Tetsuya's body can be used as an extremely sharp blade, even imbued with the power of violent lightning.

A full-force elbow strike at a 90-degree angle is something no creature below the level of a god or demon can withstand.

Whether you're a powerful demon or a malevolent ghost, you'll lie on the ground and roll your eyes.

Currently, the progress of the human body's divine treasures has reached an astonishing [107/108], with only the final crucial point remaining.

Whether it's the [Dragon Tendon], which is one of the four ultimate forms, or the [Complete Divine Treasury], which I've longed for, or the final combination of the two, all that's missing is this final major acupoint in the human body.

Unfortunately, even with Uesugi Tetsuya's amazing talent, he has been stuck at this hurdle for more than a week.

I wonder how long we'll have to hold out for this last mountain.

"Alright, Lord Yiyuan."

Using a wooden hairpin to gently secure her hair, Uesugi Tetsu carefully helped Imagawa Yoshimoto up, walked familiarly beside her, and used his invisible spiritual power, which had materialized into a physical form, to support her as she returned to her room.

Unlike before, now it is Uesugi Tetsu who brews the hot tea and then brings it to Imagawa Yoshimoto's lips.

Before long, a maid carrying lunch came to the door. She knocked lightly three times and then placed the lunch on the ground.

After waiting a moment, Uesugi Tetsu retrieved his lunch and, under the calm gaze of Imagawa Yoshimoto, scooped up the extremely bland but relatively substantial lunch with a wooden spoon.

After blowing on it twice and testing it to make sure it wasn't too hot, he fed the girl a small amount of rice mixed with vegetables and tofu to her pale cherry lips.

Imagawa Yoshimoto did not open his mouth.

She simply stared silently at Uesugi Tetsuya.

Uesugi Tetsu let out a strange "hmm" in his mind, then took a bite with another spoon and found that there was nothing wrong with the food.

It was lukewarm, and the cooking skills were pretty good.

Just as he was about to scoop out another spoonful, Imagawa Yoshimoto asked in that calm tone, "Tetsu-kun, in your opinion, what is the state of the Imagawa family's territory and people now?"

"pretty good."

Without much thought, Uesugi Tetsu replied instinctively.

He added simply: "Most demons are either eliminated or hide in the deep mountains, and there is no sign of the famine that would frequently occur in years of disaster."

The quality of life isn't great, but at least we can all live peacefully and steadily.

In this chaotic world overrun by demons—to simply survive is the best answer.

"That's good……"

Imagawa Yoshimoto breathed a sigh of relief and replied with those words.

She stared at the almost tasteless food in Uesugi Tetsu's hands, and suddenly smiled, a smile she hadn't shown in a long time: "Tetsu-kun, I have a question for you."

"Do you know what it feels like to be able to walk only when someone is helping you, to be fed and watered, and to need a maid's help to put on your underwear?"

Uesugi Tetsu opened his mouth, but didn't reply immediately.

Imagawa Yoshimoto didn't wait for him. He closed his eyes and sighed, "A puppet on a string is no different from another puppet on a string."

She opened her eyes again and shook her head.

Then, looking deeply at Uesugi Tetsuya, he spoke slowly and deliberately in a normal voice,

"Living like this is even more meaningless than being dead..."

Under Uesugi Tetsu's astonished gaze, Imagawa Yoshimoto suddenly stood up from the ground, his voice gradually becoming more energetic.

Boom, boom, boom...

The sound, several times louder than the faint heartbeat, reached Uesugi Tetsuya's ears, causing his expression to change drastically.

Imagawa Yoshimoto has injected himself into her body, forcibly activating the blood and energy that were originally meant to be nurtured and then dissipated within her!

Forcibly, his originally weak body was pulled up to a level roughly equivalent to that of a normal person by external force.

But this is just a final burst of energy before death!
Uesugi Tetsuya didn't even bother with the food beside him; he immediately said...
"Lord Yiyuan, stop immediately!"

"You originally had several months or even half a year left, but if you continue to stimulate your blood and qi like this... you might not even live a week!"

"A week?"

The girl, who had been so weak that she could only slowly raise her hand and needed to be fed, surprisingly twisted her shoulders and let out a cheerful laugh.

"A week is fine too."

Imagawa Yoshimoto lowered his head, staring at Uesugi Tetsu with a half-smile: "Even if I can only live for three days, so what?"

She asked in confusion,
"Chejun, if I only have three days left to live, does that mean I can't go to Luoyang?"

Uesugi Tetsu looked up and saw a pair of dark eyes that burned with intense flames, brimming with smiles and arrogance.

Imagawa Yoshimoto has never changed.

It's only so that I can see the next sunrise, that I keep suppressing all my unnecessary emotions and thoughts.

Now that the demons have subsided and the people are at peace, she no longer wants to do this.

Is it better to live silently for another six months, or to die spectacularly within seven days?

She has her own decision.

Imagawa Yoshimoto listened to the beautiful beating of his heart in his chest, exhaled warm white mist, licked his lips, walked closer to Uesugi Tetsuya, and bent down to pinch his chin.

Then, when the latter dared not make a move, he kissed her fiercely!

Undoubtedly.

Exert force, demand, enjoy.

More than a minute later, Imagawa Yoshimoto finally straightened up, kicked over the bland food, took a deep, satisfied breath of the winter sun outside the window, and opened his arms.

"This is... what it feels like to be alive!"

After giving Uesugi Tetsuya on the ground ample time to react and think, Imagawa Yoshimoto turned his head, raised an eyebrow, and asked,
"My dear Chejun, with only one week left, can't we solemnly announce to the world and let those guys watch me go to Luoyang?"

—Imagawa Yoshimoto, live passionately and die brilliantly. Even if she is buried in her grave tomorrow, she will hold her head high and announce to everyone that she possesses the strongest man in the world and will become the first person to rule the world in this damned chaotic world.

Uesugi Tetsu rubbed his temples, pursed his lips several times, and lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long pause, he replied helplessly.

"easy."

Imagawa Yoshimoto then smiled.

She straightened her back and waved heavily in the howling, cold wind.
"Give me the order!"

"—Starting today, we will begin our ascent to Luoyang!"

(End of this chapter)