Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes.

Chapter 50: Hibiya Station

All three players eventually collapsed at Kasumigaseki Station.

Nobi Tomohiro was sent away by the electrified third track.

After Uesugi Hitomi took a briefcase, she did feel less crowded, but she still couldn't get out. Finally, as the train departed, she gradually couldn't breathe and died on the train.

Because he didn't bring flowers, Kosuke Iwasaki couldn't find the note or the UV light. However, based on the map clues on the fanatic's body and the red crayon writing on the platform, he also thought he should head towards Hibiya Station. But in the end, he also fell under the tracks.

Because he was able to refer to their strategies, Higashiyama Shin took the best and discarded the worst, and made a very smooth progress, leading the three players. He has now arrived at Hibiya Station.

But he was still temporarily stuck.

As he had expected, the platform here seemed to be constantly rewinding time, from the relatively modern Tsukiji Station to the Kasumigaseki Station from around the 1970s.

Finally, we arrived at Hibiya Station, which was still under construction and hadn't even opened yet.

The workers arrived at the place and left directional marks with invisible pens, guiding him over the mess of building materials and fences until he finally found a strange passage.

This could already be called a maze; the routes inside were intricate, incredibly dark, and there were even dead ends.

And most importantly, there are ghost soldiers dressed in old military uniforms and resembling skeletons patrolling inside the passage.

They were like ghosts from a bygone era, their bodies making clattering sounds as they patrolled the maze.

Once encountered, given the character's capabilities, the only option is to run.

Being discovered by one Oni soldier is equivalent to being discovered by all the Oni soldiers in Hibiya Station, so even the most classic flanking maneuver is no longer possible.

They're just a bunch of skeletons. Even if you take their heads off, their jawbones can still open and close with a cracking sound. And afterwards, all the ghost soldiers will come towards you, so it's completely useless.

He tried many methods, such as feinting, threats, and using props, but none of them were very effective.

It seems that I can only find a way on my own, gradually figuring out the exit of the maze and the path of the ghost soldiers' patrols.

The only good news is that these ghost soldiers' patrol routes are fixed and unchanging when there is no external interference.

"Has it turned into a stealth level?"

Higashiyama Shin died here many times, and his head started to ache.

The workers did not leave any marks here, and the ultraviolet light found nothing, probably because they were too busy to do anything else.

He didn't continue playing. He wrote down the clues he had discovered that day, and, feeling a little tired, lay down to sleep.

"Those guided by the sound of the strings, gather here!"

"Give it your all in every arrow! Aiming for the national championship with your partner!"

"The moon is full and the target is round—the true essence of harmony embodied in archery."

The next day, it was sunny.

Lunch break.

The archery club set up a stall in the open space. Several members, waving flyers and chanting slogans under the direction of club president Minamikawa, were sweating with youthful energy. They began to attract interested students to stop and linger.

Higashiyama Shin held a bow and stood with Imagawa Takaya like mascots.

Dongshan would also occasionally pose for a group photo with a few seniors and juniors who came over.

Imagawa simply hugged the longbow, closed his eyes to rest, and remained motionless, displaying a cool and aloof demeanor.

"Heh heh, looks like this year is going to be pretty smooth!"

Nanchuan was dressed in the armor of the legendary "Ahoge" (a mythical creature), wielding a longbow that emitted dazzling multicolored LED lights. It was simply unbearable for traditionalists, and innovators felt utterly out of place.

"Gentlemen, you are the destined ones drawn here by the 'Arrow of Causality' I have woven. Do not hesitate any longer! Come, scan the 'Contract Emblem' on the QR code and become one of us! Learn the art of archery that transcends time and space!"

She pointed to the flyers on the stall, which were pinned to wooden boards by arrows, and looked up as she spoke.

"Hooray!" The brainwashed juniors cheered. Although the scene was a bit awkward, it really attracted a lot of boys.

This is Nanchuan's strategy!

Two beautiful boys and a beautiful girl have a secondary disease! Both men and women are killed!

All the heroes of the school are now under my control.

"Isn't archery just a target practice game? In a real fight, you have to use judo to throw your opponent!"

A deep voice came from not far away. Nan Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured, "My nemesis... has he really come after all?"

The NPCs in the crowd automatically made way for each other.

More than ten members of the judo club walked over in an orderly fashion, carrying a booth, which they placed opposite the archery club with great momentum, clearly indicating that they wanted to challenge the archery club to a duel.

The current judo captain, with a rugged appearance and dark skin tinged with red, walked at the front, arms crossed, looking at Haruko Minamikawa with an arrogant expression.

"Everyone, come and see what the true essence of martial arts is!"

Then, at the nod of the judo captain, four judo club members rushed out from behind, each carrying a stick.

They faced the judo club president, shouted "Ahhh!" and charged at him.

The judo captain snorted coldly, dodged the fastest attack by sidestepping, grabbed the wrist with his left hand, and then spun it counterclockwise. The attacker let out a scream and the stick slipped from his hand.

Immediately, his right leg swept across his ankle, and the man tumbled in mid-air, landing on his back with a thud.

"Whoa oh!"

The onlookers cheered and shouted in unison.

"Watch closely!" the minister roared, suddenly grabbing another person in a bear hug, lowering his center of gravity, grabbing the other person's forearm, lifting him up by the shoulder, spinning him around like a helicopter, and then throwing him over his head in a parabolic arc, hitting the other two people, who immediately screamed in pain.

"Oh oh oh!!"

The onlookers shouted and applauded.

"Are you kidding me? Did you get paid? Why are you working so hard? This is a cement floor!" The archery club members muttered in disbelief.

I thought the sacrifices of the die-hard fans who were going to play Haruko Minamikawa were already huge, but I never expected there to be someone even more amazing. I'm truly impressed.

You guys really want to improve.

That wasn't all. After demonstrating the routine, the booths behind were already set up, with a bunch of white cloths and black slogans hanging up.

Instead of shooting at a target, defeat the enemy!

Kyudo is a solitary practice, while Judo is a bond of companionship.

[Train perverts, school bullies, suspicious individuals—the archery target can't knock them down! Learn real self-defense techniques through judo]

Good heavens, they really came prepared; every move is aimed at archery.

Suddenly, most of the people who originally belonged to the archery club were diverted.

"Ignorant fool! Your so-called power is nothing but the brutality of a beast! I was prepared for this!"

After Nanchuan finished speaking, he suddenly knelt on one knee, covered his eyes with his left hand, and bent over, causing a "holy light effect." A member of the archery club took out a portable smoke generator that had been prepared in advance, and a large amount of smoke surrounded Nanchuan.

Some people were carrying baskets and scattering the cherry blossom petals they had collected.

The lights and smoke attracted another group of students who love to watch the drama unfold.

"Let me show you the true power of archery!" Minamikawa waved his hand.

A young archery enthusiast eagerly carried a human-shaped wooden board out from behind the stall.

(End of this chapter)