A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 169 Excessive Swimsuit Episode (Seriously)

"Hehehe, I've gained quite a bit this time."

Carrying a human-shaped vine, speeding through the city, ignoring the screams and gasps of pedestrians below, Number 17 was in a very good mood.

Human weapons are indeed very powerful, but she also discovered their weaknesses: first, they require a certain amount of reaction time.

From launch to arrival on the battlefield, a missile may only take a few minutes, or even tens of seconds. This amount of time is not a major problem in human warfare. Many targets do not move, and the missile can also correct and adjust its trajectory during flight.

However, it is very difficult to lock onto humanoid units that are highly mobile and small.

Ultimately, every weapon developed by humankind has its target: whether it's an underground base, a military fortress, a fighter jet, or a warship or tank. Missiles designed to target people? Which country would specifically develop such a thing?
Even if it involves assassinating political figures,

They usually use mobile phone location tracking to launch a surprise attack when the target is unprepared.

Of course, countries are now working hard to develop 'anti-human missiles', but it won't be long before they produce prototypes.

"Secondly, we'll be back in the forest soon. Wahahaha~~"

At the speed of the 17th, it would only take a few minutes to run from Osaka back to Takatsuki City. At that distance, would humans dare to use heavy weapons?
If you offend Lord 'Rokugo', you might as well give up the entire city of Osaka.

As she became more skilled, the forest that Liuhe planted began to expand into Hyogo and Nara prefectures. If it weren't for the 'benefactor' secretly instructing her not to attack Osaka for the time being, this city of ten million people would have been destroyed long ago by the invasion of countless giant plants.

The destructive power of this method of spreading giant plants over large areas in cities is difficult to estimate for modern metropolises.

Ordinary people don't have the courage to wield a knife against giant plants.

Not to mention the 'human-faced tree'.

What's more -

Even if modern weapons can suppress these giant plants, what about the 'Tai Chang's' Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts?
'Rokugo' is not a lone figure, but one of Abe no Seimei's twelve shikigami.

If they really angered the other party, the four shikigami would swarm at them.

Any country in this world could declare itself extinct.

brush----

Carrying Number Seven's body, he leaped into the forest, glancing back at the human soldiers amidst the barbed wire, concrete walls, and armored vehicles; Number Seventeen gave a thumbs-down gesture, then slashed across his neck.

dead!
But that's for later. Let's take Sister No. 7 home first.

Ok?
As she sped along the Yodo River on the No. 17, she suddenly saw a scene that instantly shattered her good mood.

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.

"Hehehe~~"

"Uncle, take this—"

The girl in the river squeezed her hands together, and a stream of water shot out from her palms.

"Gunwave!"

The water flowed in an arc and landed on Matsumoto Jinpei, who was practicing a horse stance on the bank, causing a look of helplessness to appear on the serious face of this middle-aged man.

"Satomi, you..."

This isn't usually the case.

Both their initiative and intelligence are top-notch.

Many times, Jinpei Matsumoto would subconsciously forget her age.

"Don't forget, I'm a fisherman from Aomori Prefecture."

The girl in the swimsuit swam freely in the river, displaying impressive swimming skills. As she said, as an orphan from the coastal area of ​​Aomori Prefecture, it would be abnormal if she didn't know how to fish. Swimming skills were naturally an essential ability.

"No, I mean this is fine."

After thinking it over, Matsumoto Jinpei decided not to disturb Satomi's playfulness; that's how a vibrant high school girl should behave.

Besides Satomi, there was another high school girl in the river.

"Satomi, your swimming skills are really good."

The short-haired girl, now dressed in a swimsuit, swam over and discreetly glanced at the girl's chest.

Not only is her swimming skill superior, but her heart is also more magnanimous than hers. How could she possibly be so unworthy!
There was no way around it; Erke Ling was an archer.

Wearing protective gear every day puts undue pressure on her chest. In fact, it's precisely because her chest isn't prominent that she chose to join the archery club.

The question is a result of practice.

"My hometown is in Aomori, where I face the sea every day."

By tilting her head back on the water, Satomi Sato can easily float on the surface.

She could maintain this posture for days on end without considering her physical condition.

"Swimming is a basic skill, but mastering the current is definitely not that easy."

"Feel sorry,"

Erke Ling, who had swum over, spoke apologetically.
"Zhang is just that kind of person; he doesn't covet your family's secret techniques."

"Hmph~~ It's Uncle's secret technique, but since Uncle has agreed, I naturally have no objection."

If it were Sato Satomi, she definitely wouldn't pass on the 'divine secret technique' to others, but as I said before, since Uncle Jinbe has already agreed, she won't object: moreover, the fact that he used the word 'your family' made the high school girl quite happy.

Indeed, on the other side of the river, the one-armed boy was slapping the water with his palms.

Previously, Urabe Akira and Niko Rei passed by here and encountered two people practicing 'Fishman Karate'. Urabe Akira, who was struggling to find a way to improve his combat power, became a disciple of Matsumoto Jinpei and learned this water control ability from him.

Matsumoto Jinpei readily agreed, showing absolutely no intention of keeping the secret.

"I'm so envious!"

On the other side, Shinoda Takashi, who was also practicing the horse stance, sighed through gritted teeth.

It wasn't out of envy, jealousy, or hatred, but because he had maintained this posture for over ten minutes, his whole body trembling, veins bulging, and face contorted in a ferocious expression.

“Your family is well-off, there’s no need for you to suffer like this.”

Having been in a horse stance for several hours and holding a massive boulder weighing thousands of pounds, Matsumoto Jinpei spoke calmly.

"There are other ways to help others besides using power."

From the conversation, he had learned that this young man came from a "remarkable" family background, and that such a person would have a bright future even if he did not become a "knight-errant".

"Ha, ha, Master, is this also a test?"

However, for the 'chuunibyou boy', this was just his master's 'test of his heart'.

"I won't give up!"

"I want to prove to everyone, including Grandpa, that chivalry exists!"

Yes,

Whatever the reason this young man is striving for, it's good that he has the will to try. Most people in the world rarely give their all: often, they won't know their limits until they push themselves to the brink.

Such a personality is enough to train Fishman Karate to a certain level: In Matsumoto Jinpei's memory, the greatest enemy in training Fishman Karate is laziness.

After all, most of the 'water god's family' have nothing to do with diligence.

"what?!"

"Help--"

Just as everyone was diligently cultivating, a cry for help suddenly came from the water.

The person who cried for help was none other than Satomi Sato!

brush,

He suddenly pushed off the ground and sped off, leaping into the river with a splash. Only after Matsumoto Jinpei had gone deep into the water did the giant rock he was holding finally hit the ground.

Boom! !

"what?"

"What's going on, Ling?"

On the other side, Urabe Sho, who was practicing his training in the water, immediately swam over. Shinoda Takashi, who was practicing his horse stance on the shore, also wanted to go forward, but he stumbled and fell to his knees.

"have no idea,"

Still shaken, Erke Ling quickly explained,

"Sato was fine just now, and suddenly she fell into the water. It was like—"

It was dragged to the bottom of the river by something in the water!

Glug glug

In the Yodogawa River,
A series of bubbles flew away rapidly.

That was Sato Satomi, who was caught off guard. Even a high school girl who grew up by the sea would have difficulty making a move if suddenly dragged into the water by her ankles by a 'tentacle'.

Calm down, calm down.
First, hold your breath and adjust your balance;

Then control the water in your body to prevent yourself from suffocating.

The girl being dragged at high speed in the river forced herself to calm down. Panic wouldn't solve anything; it would only deplete the little oxygen she had left.

If she perseveres, time will be on her side, because:
swoosh————

The girl, being dragged backward, caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye.

With sharp eyebrows and teeth, he exudes an imposing aura even without anger.

It's Uncle Jinbe!
Behind the middle-aged man was a rushing stream of water, the sound of him stepping backward using 'Fishman Karate'.

This water control technique is not only used in combat, but also allows for terrifying speed in water, quickly catching up with Satomi Sato who was being dragged away.

Is this... a vine?
With a quick glance, Matsumoto Jinpei, who had caught up, immediately recognized the culprit.

It was actually a vine?
Could it be...

“Look over there,”

Erke Ling, who had already returned to the shore, pointed to the river downstream.

The once calm river water suddenly began to swirl, and in the blink of an eye, a huge whirlpool appeared!

Within the vortex, a vine was stretched into a long arc.

"Give me--"

With a roar from the center of the vortex, immense power surged toward the other end of the vines.

"get out!!"

"oops,"

Under the watchful eyes of Urabe Akira, Niko Rei, and Shinoda Takashi, a figure was suddenly pulled out from the forest on the other side of the river.

"snort,"

The other party snorted coldly in mid-air and took the initiative to sever the vines.

Snapped,

It landed on the other side of the river.

“Number 17?!”

The other person's hair had become shorter, and they were wearing human clothes.

But Bubu Zhang, who had dealt with this wood spirit several times, was still able to recognize it from that familiar voice.

"It's you?"

In the center of the great whirlpool of the Yodo River,
Jinpei Matsumoto, who was holding a high school girl, also surfaced.

He remembered this wood spirit; it was the enemy who had actively created a water environment before.

"Hey,"

Number 17, who had originally planned to use the vines to sneak up from the water and take down one of the opponents, flicked his wrist in annoyance.

This guy, using the force of the water flow, was even able to pull her wrist so hard it hurt.

"You kappa!"

"Come ashore and have a showdown with your Wood Sprite Grandma!"

Once out of the water, with its new abilities, Number 17 will definitely teach this guy a lesson.

"You're the kappa! Your whole family are kappas!"

Before Matsumoto Jinpei could even speak, Sato Satomi was already getting impatient.

"What kind of rotten wood monster are you? If you're so capable, come down into the water and fight my uncle."

"Come ashore if you dare!"

"If you're so capable, come down into the water!"

"You're capable"

For a while,
The two sides began hurling insults at each other across the river. Until:
"Fine, fine, I don't believe you'll spend your whole lives in the water."

Number 17, his throat dry from yelling, was furious.

"Wait till I catch you and get you ashore, you'll be sorry!"

(End of this chapter)