A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 148 Ashiya’s Secret Technique
"No matter how much you guard against it, there's always a thief within your own family."

"Number Two, say less."

brush----

The Tokyo night view is rushing past below.

As Inoue Kaori raced back, several little figures stood beside her, each holding their forehead.

They discussed with their owner every day how to deal with the fruit, but unexpectedly, things changed so quickly.

The others, let alone stealing the fruit, didn't even know it existed. However, no one expected that the master's sister would be so resourceful, using a clever 'luring the tiger away from the mountain' tactic.

With Inoue Kaori's current strength,

Unless the twelve shikigami intervene, it is almost impossible for other supernatural beings to snatch the fruit from her.

"arrive!"

Residential buildings are constantly being surpassed.
In the eyes of the five 'Homitz' who rushed back, in the Inoue family's living room that had been smashed open, a middle school girl was holding a black and white fruit.

"Kaoru, no—"

When the time came, Inoue Kaori ultimately couldn't bear to let her sister go into danger.

However, Inoue Kaoru had already taken a bite!
boom! ! !
A large amount of pitch-black ink erupted instantly, centered around the Inoue family.

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Thump,

When she burst into the director's office, Miyako Kana looked like she'd seen a ghost.

"Director, the Inoue family is fighting!"

?

Upon hearing this report, Director Fujita was taken aback at first, and then slowly inquired.

"Is Mr. Inoue drunk?"

That shouldn't be the case. Even if Mr. Inoue is drunk, would he beat his wife?

Or perhaps Mr. Inoue finally couldn't resist having an affair: But that shouldn't be the case, since the Metropolitan Police Department had been providing him with 'close protection' and hadn't received any reports—

"It's the Inoue sisters!"

Miya Kana directly interrupted the director's guess.

? ?
"Are those two... Ms. Inoue Kaori, disciplining her younger sister?"

Director Fujita paused slightly. One of them was a powerful individual with an incredible "luck" ability, so strong that even the "Rokugo" of Takatsuki City couldn't contain him with their sealing techniques; the other was an ordinary middle school student. Was there any possibility that the two of them would fight?

"No,"

Miya Kana's face was full of complicated emotions.

"From the perspective of the situation, Ms. Inoue Kaori is at a disadvantage."

???

Director Fujita's face,

It was covered in 'you're kidding me' emojis.

It's no wonder the director looked like that; in fact, the elite special police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department on the battlefield were also filled with disbelief.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

They rushed over after receiving a report from Inoue Kaori that she had broken down the door.

Upon arrival, they witnessed the Inoue family's house suddenly "explode": countless streams of black ink gushed forth from that place, like a tidal wave! Upon closer inspection, they discovered that these were countless short and ugly "heavenly demons" clad in armor, their faces obscured by hanging curtains.

These days, the evil spirits are 1.2 meters tall, each with a puffed-out chest and protruding belly, and even though they are wearing ancient armor, they look very comical.

However, wherever he went, buildings, streetlights, cars, and even vending machines were all slashed through by the naginata he carried, turning them into rubble!
The Metropolitan Police Department's special police are supernatural beings, but their physical bodies are still no match for steel; these demons' long swords can easily slice through cars, so they can certainly dismember them.

The scene before them was like a black tide sweeping across the world, submerging everything in its path—except for the Akizuki family's house, located next to the Inoue family's. The surrounding residents were all extremely unlucky, their houses being submerged in the blink of an eye: fortunately, a figure rushed past and grabbed the residents inside, dragging them out before they could escape.

Brush, brush, brush, brush, brush

With a series of tosses, men, women, and children, some bewildered and others still asleep, flew towards the Metropolitan Police Department's special police.

"Rescue!"

Upon seeing this scene, the supernatural special police officer leading the team gave a stern order.

Ever since Inoue Kaori became a supernatural being, especially after her 'lucky' ability was revealed, the residents in this area have secretly changed, all becoming wealthy and powerful people hoping to 'share' some of her luck. Unfortunately, it seems they've gotten no luck, but plenty of bad luck instead.

That is, Kaori is kind-hearted.
Otherwise, they would have all died in a hail of blows.

"Stop, Kaoru!"

After throwing the surrounding residents into the air, Kaori Inoue raised her gun directly.

"Otherwise I'll shoot."

“Hehehe~~”

From the center where the pitch-black 'Heavenly Evil Soldiers' emerged, came the silvery laughter of a young girl.

"Why is my sister so angry?"

"If it's because I lied to you, I apologize."

"But before that—"

The next moment, the pitch-black ink began to fly into the sky, rapidly forming dark clouds in the night sky.

墨云
This move is Kanjuro's opening stance for a wide-range attack.

These dark clouds can be condensed into 'dark arrows', each one extremely sharp, capable of easily piercing through wood and flesh, truly a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Of course, the ability bestowed by someone wouldn't be so crude, but rather:

"The Eight Crossroads of Heaven!"

Snapped,

Applause rang out.
Within those rolling, dark clouds
Golden rays of light suddenly appeared.

Most of the creations of the Pen-Pen Fruit appear to be black.
But in reality, any color can be applied; it's just that despite the vibrant colors, the essence remains ink.

To create this scene, someone even secretly used the 'Glint Fruit' as background lighting for the battlefield: it didn't need to be offensive, just bright. As golden light emerged, illuminating the night sky, the radiant light outlined towering mountain peaks, with pavilions and palaces built against them, exuding an ancient charm; pinkish-white mist swirled within, occasionally accompanied by melodious music, rippling through the mist and creating a truly divine atmosphere.

Where are the gods now?

As Inoue Kaoru's voice rang out, countless voices responded.

"The Great Power of the Realm is now here!"

"Master Yodogawa Uzumaki is here!"

"The God of Iwato Mountain is here!"

"Satsuma Hayato is here!"

As these thunderous sounds resounded,

One after another, enormous figures appeared above the golden clouds.

There, a pair of stone statues, a man and a woman, weathered by time and covered in moss, sit back to back on a suspended mountain peak.

One is compassionate, the other is furious; they are the deities who call themselves "the Great Manifestation of the Realm." This deity is in charge of the art of creating barriers; the furious male rebukes all ghosts, while the compassionate female protects all living beings.

With a whooshing sound, the clouds surged like waves, and from within emerged a strange god with skin as dark green as reef, hands large enough to grip a boat, and a roar as powerful as surging waves, draped entirely in a seaweed raincoat. This was none other than the 'Whirlpool Lord' who had been seizing passing ships in the Yodo River.

Then came a giant ape, its body as tall as a building and its fur as white as silver, clinging to a suspended mountain peak. Its eyes were as big as lanterns and as red as the blood moon.

This is the 'Iwato Mountain God'.

As for 'Satsuma Hayato,' he was a white-armored warrior as large as a mountain.

Upon closer inspection, what kind of samurai was that? It was a mass of countless bones, a corpse resembling a mountain peak, a deity formed from the souls of countless people who died in battle with Satsuma Falcon.

For a while,
All that could be seen were rings of clouds swirling in the sky.

The 'gods' in the clouds look down on all living beings with an awe-inspiring presence that compels people to bow down and worship.

No, it wasn't that they couldn't help it; it was that throughout Tokyo, countless people who looked up at the sky suddenly had their knees buckle and knelt down, some with their hands clasped together, others kowtowing repeatedly.

"what is that?"

"Are you crazy? How dare you point to the sky?"

"Kneel down! Kneel down!"

Most modern people do not believe in gods or Buddhas.

But that's only because there are no gods or Buddhas. If there really were gods or Buddhas descending to earth, how many would dare to be so disrespectful to the magnificent beings in the sky?

Are they tired of living? In an international metropolis like Tokyo, even at night—no, it's precisely because of the night that the crowds are so dense—countless people look up and see that 'miracle' in the sky, and immediately kneel down on the ground.

Compared to my life, dignity is nothing.

Moreover, the scene of golden light filling the sky, floating mountain peaks, and gods looking down from above is clearly the divine realm of their island nation.

It is only right to offer a prayer.

The mental fluctuations of countless people all pointed to the 'divine realm' in the sky;
The golden light shone even brighter, and the cloud cover expanded even further, creating a scene resembling a miracle of divine intervention!

信、

That is the truth!

Who would have thought that this scene was just a 'painting'?
Even the Metropolitan Police Department building in Chiyoda can overlook the magnificent scene of this 'divine realm' with its surging golden clouds.

"Hana, what do you think?"

"I watched it on my knees,"

The beautiful woman in a kimono kneeling next to her in the director's office gave a curt reply.

"Director, will this island nation sink today?"

"How should I know, but:"

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the golden clouds in the distance, Director Fujita adjusted his non-prescription glasses.

"I must say, it truly lives up to its name, 'Takamagahara'?"

The special police officers at the scene had already turned on their live streaming devices, transmitting both images and sound back.

The so-called "Eight Gates of Heaven" is the name of Takamagahara, the sacred realm of the island nation. Legend has it that this is a gathering place of gods, and now it seems quite fitting: the towering figures in the sky, though merely local "deities" and not direct descendants of the Three Noble Ones, are all magnificent and immense. If they were to truly fight, this Tokyo...
Forget it, it's too late to think about these things now.

"Don't kneel, Hana."

Director Fujita waved his hand in a lighthearted tone.
"Come on, since this may be the last scene of our lives, why not stand and enjoy it?"

Director,

What's with that relieved tone you're using?!

Do you, like the Prime Minister, never feel happy being a director?

Regardless of what the director said, Miya Kana felt that kneeling was the safest option; even if she went to Yomotsu Hirasaka, she might be able to be reborn into a better family.

In Banqiao District:
"Sister, how is my Yin-Yang technique?"

A golden cloud formed a circle, stretching across the entire sky with the Akizuki family as the center. Above the cloud, in addition to those 'gods', there were also a large number of short 'heavenly demon soldiers', as well as some 'familias' dressed in hunting robes, wearing square hats, with their faces covered by cloth curtains, each painted with their own divine patterns.

Beside these family members were several huge drums.

Above the drum, three emerald green jade ornaments represent their 'legitimate' status!
In the center of this layered 'divine realm', golden light fell and shone on Inoue Kaoru.

Kaoru's image has changed drastically!

Clad in a star-moon-patterned robe and an outer garment of a thousand-colored grain leaf, the emerald green silk is woven with layers of various ghosts, gods, pavilions, towers, floating islands, and clouds using the techniques of 'folding foil' and 'embroidery'.

A very wide 'Ruihui Cloud Ribbon' was worn around the waist.
It floats in mid-air, like a satellite orbiting and rotating up and down.

Wearing a thousand-tasseled crown and adorned with hairpins, holding a writing brush, she truly possessed the bearing of a goddess, ineffably noble and immeasurably powerful, making one dare not look up.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Anyone else would have knelt down long ago.

Kaori Inoue is someone who has mastered 'domineering aura'; she raised an eyebrow.

"Ashiya Dōman, leave my sister's body!"

(End of this chapter)