A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 21 Handcrafting Soul Weapons
"Supernatural target locked!"

"Fire or not?"

The armed helicopters in the sky had already flown above Nakano High School; their machine guns began to spin, locking onto the dark-skinned beauty.

"Don't shoot!" ×2
The voices of Kana Mitani and Director Fujita simultaneously rang in the headsets of all the helicopter pilots!
The noise was so loud that it almost made these guys flinch, causing a major disaster.

"Inspector Mitani, try to make contact with the other party!"

"receive."

Miya Kana did not refuse the director's order.

Going down to get close to the other person is no more 'dangerous' than flying in the sky.

The mysterious "benefactor" was able to awaken the "Kamaitachi siblings," so their strength is beyond question: the Kamaitachi siblings could fight against the American Marines, so what use is the equipment of the Metropolitan Police Department?

"Reduce the altitude,"

"Prepare for landing: All personnel are prohibited from displaying any hostility!"

However, just as the Metropolitan Police Department's helicopter began to land in the sports field, the woman in dark hair turned her head slightly.

"Ha, human puppet mechanisms."

After a soft chuckle, the beauty in black robes put away Tanaka Taiji's 'soul' and turned away.

brush,

They vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes.

?

He left.
call----

On the armed helicopter, everyone—the pilot, the "opponents," and even Miyako Hana—breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Director, our 'benefactor' has left and seems to have no interest in contacting us."

"Yes, make contact with 'Yamoto' and bring him back."

Chief Inspector Fujita, who was stationed at the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters in Kasumigaseki, was not surprised by this result: the other party's actions and the few words he revealed were typical of a "vanguard under the command of a villainous big boss," and it was perfectly normal for him to disdain dealing with "ordinary people."

“We will hold off the Americans.”

America also received news of what happened in Nakano Ward and, as before, is rushing over.

"You need to hurry too."

"Yes!"

Miya Hana, who knew that 'ally' country all too well, jumped out of the helicopter before it had even come to a complete stop.

Tap tap tap,

"Ms. Yamoto, Ms. Horie, excuse me."

She strode forward and faced the three wary female college students; Miyako Kana, dressed as a delicate beauty in a kimono, bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle.

In general, island nations don't need to bow so deeply; a 90-degree bow is already the highest form of greeting besides a dogeza (a deep bow); it's commonly used by politicians who have made serious mistakes, in front of reporters' cameras, to complement their 'private masquerade' (a type of Japanese bow).

There's nothing that a bow and apology can't solve; if there is, then bow down in reverence!
"Let me introduce myself. I am the Superintendent General of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Kana Miya."

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"The Superintendent General?!"

The severely injured short-haired girl, Yamoto, and the long-braided Horie Asari were still on guard; on the other side, the cat-like female college student supporting Yamoto had already exclaimed in surprise.

"Is this for real? This lady is so young, and—"

She's a woman.

"This is my identification,"

She pulled out her police superintendent's badge, her expression gentle, but she spoke very quickly.

"Gentlemen, please follow me, I will take you to receive treatment."

"American soldiers are on their way; if we fall into their hands..."

? !
The three female college students were stunned.
The relationship between island nations and the United States is a thorn in the side of all island nations: they consider themselves 'great powers,' but their countries are riddled with foreign military bases.

No matter how much they deceive themselves, saying that America is there to guard their doors and act as their bodyguards, it cannot hide the fact that:
Can a country without military power be considered a sovereign state?
Besides, American planes crashing around is a normal part of Tokyo's daily life: most of Tokyo's skies actually belong to the American planes!
Indeed, this area, centered around the U.S. Air Force base 'Yokata Airport', covers Tokyo and several surrounding prefectures. Without American permission, aircraft from the island nation can be shot down at will: this is why planes bound for Tokyo have to take a long detour.

These female college students,

What would happen if it fell into the hands of the Americans?
In an instant, all sorts of Ahegao scenarios flashed through the girls' minds.

"Chief Inspector Mitani,"

After exchanging a glance with Yamoto, who was being supported, Horie Asari, whose face and elbows were bandaged, spoke.

"Please let me stay with Yamoto."

"can."

Without a second thought, Miya Kana agreed to the female college student's request.

That would be better.

Miya Kana knew very well that the cold-faced, short-haired girl, Yamoto, was a ruthless person capable of killing her inhuman father, dismembering his body and storing the parts in a refrigerator, and then going to school as if nothing had happened. Such a dangerous person was capable of anything!

The corpse of 'Tanaka Taiji' over there is proof of this.

He killed someone in broad daylight without the slightest hesitation.

Only "Hokuri Asari" could allow her to maintain her persona as a "normal female college student," which was also the "collar" originally prepared by the Metropolitan Police Department.

Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

"The car is ready,"

"plz follow me."

“Wait a minute—”

On the other side, Cat Girls High School student Matsuo Akemi, who was supporting Yamoto, raised her other hand.

"I want to go too!"

"please."

With the example of the 'Kamaitachi siblings', Miya Kana politely raised her hand to indicate: Who knows if these ordinary high school girls might suddenly unleash supernatural powers in the next second.

On the other side, the other members of the "Violent Gang" were busy collecting Tanaka Taiji's body, even licking up the blood on the ground.

People from America are on their way; they are racing against time!
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Chiyoda Ward, Kasumigaseki.

Inside the Metropolitan Police Department's main building in the island nation,

In a corner of the fire escape, an elderly police inspector with a Mediterranean hairstyle was covering his phone with his hand and speaking quietly in English.

"It was moved?"

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know, yes, but I just..."

Just as the bowing police officer was caught in a dilemma, cold metal pressed against his temple.

"who--"

boom!
A gunshot rang out, and red and white splattered everywhere.

This inspector no longer needs to consider any issues, because he has lost the right to think.

"watt?"

"What happened? The shooting just now."

A series of English words came from the fallen phone, which was then picked up by a gloved hand and put into a transparent pocket.

Several indifferent men in suits wearing sunglasses put the bodies on the ground into body bags and then began cleaning the passageway.

They are personnel from the Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office, or "Internal Investigators" for short.

The highest intelligence agency directly under the Prime Minister.
Possessing cross-departmental law enforcement powers

It is a secret organization that truly transcends the 'National Public Security Committee'.

What they are doing now is purging officials within the Metropolitan Police Department who are in contact with the United States:

Charged with 'treason,' he was shot dead on the spot!

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Chiyoda Ward, Nagata Town.

This is the location of the 'Prime Minister's Official Residence'.
However, the island nation's prime minister does not actually live here; he only works here. The prime minister's residence is called the 'Prime Minister's Residence,' which is located next to the official residence.

Tap tap tap tap!
With the sound of military boots stomping on the floor, a group of American soldiers charged aggressively.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

"Where is the Prime Minister? Make him come out and see me!"

The middle-aged white officer leading the group was furious; judging from his uniform, he was a brigadier general.

It may not seem like a high position, but don't forget that the commander of the Yokosuka carrier strike group, which is looming over the island nation, is only a vice admiral.

"How dare your people obstruct America from carrying out its military duties!"

"Are you trying to start a war?!"

The American brigadier general was furious. He slammed his chest into the man's face, spitting as he did so, which landed on the head of the official residence secretary.

"terribly sorry."

"I don't want your apology, get the Prime Minister out here!"

The brigadier waved his hand roughly; if this weren't the prime minister's residence, he would have hit someone. Those damned islanders, after discovering the new 'mutants,' they immediately took action without telling America; by the time their marines arrived, the battlefield had already been cleaned up.

As for the whereabouts of the 'mutants'?

I don't know, I'm very sorry, bowing – a smooth combo.

The soldiers at the front were completely baffled, while the commander at the rear was so angry that he smashed his coffee on the spot!

It's easy to understand why the brigadier general arrived here in a fit of rage: he naturally came to question the island nation's government.

How dare my dog ​​treat its 'owner' like this?!

It's outrageous! It's outrageous!

"Your Excellency Brigadier General,"

Faced with the American brigadier general who seemed ready to shoot him at any moment, the secretary of the island nation's prime minister's official residence gave a calm reply.

"The Prime Minister is not at the official residence."

The prime minister of an island nation is officially called the "Prime Minister of the Island Government." In name, the highest leader of an island nation is the royal family, and the prime minister is also called a minister. Of course, nowadays, the royal family of an island nation is just a figurehead—no, it should be said that for most of the history of an island nation, the royal family has been a figurehead.

Since a thousand years ago, the Ping family of the Wu family brought their swords to the palace;

This proves that power comes from violence.

Just like now,
An American brigadier general dared to storm the Prime Minister's residence with his troops.

"Then the others: Chief Cabinet Secretary, Foreign Minister, bring them out!"

"I'm very sorry, but the ministers are not at the official residence either."

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The brigadier general was taken aback by the secretary's reply.

this,

He could understand the Prime Minister going into hiding.

However, the Chief Cabinet Secretary is equivalent to a 'Deputy Prime Minister'.

And with the Foreign Minister in charge of foreign affairs absent—is the current situation in this island nation so easily handled?
Don't think you'll be safe just by hiding.

For a moment, the somewhat bewildered American brigadier general could only resort to his usual harsh words.

"Your Excellency, the Prime Minister and the other cabinet ministers are currently visiting Atsuta Shrine. If you have urgent business, you can go to Aichi Prefecture to discuss it."

"Let them come over—"

Before the brigadier general could finish speaking, his adjutant stepped forward.

"Ahem, Brigadier General, since the cabinet members on the island are busy, how about we come back another time?"

???

The brigadier's expression stiffened, but he didn't say anything more.

"let's go!"

"—Why are you stopping me?"

After leaving the Prime Minister's residence, the brigadier general immediately questioned his adjutant.

“Going back empty-handed would be a disgrace to the great America: do you understand?”

"Sir, the other party just mentioned 'Atsuta Shrine'."

The adjutant pressed the button on his headset.

"This shrine is located in the heart of Nagoya City, Aichi Prefecture, Japan. It is one of the three major shrines in the country and is similar to a cathedral that enshrines 'sacred relics'."

"Go on,"

Under the brigadier's command, the adjutant continued:

"And the Atsuta Shrine enshrines the sacred weapon left behind by Susanoo, one of the three supreme gods of the island nation, the 'God of Destruction': the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi."

? !
"You mean the island nation's government is preparing to use the power of the divine artifact?"

"No, sir."

The adjutant calmly analyzed the situation.

"In my view, this should be seen as a 'deterrent' gesture."

“If an island nation possesses the power of a ‘divine artifact,’ I think the first thing it would do is use it to destroy us.”

No country would willingly allow another country to station its troops: the aircraft carrier fleet in Yokosuka, outside Tokyo Bay, will forever be proof of the island nation's defeat.

"The 'demons' appearing in the island nation—that is, those 'mutants'—are monsters that have existed in history."

The adjutant was an expert on island nations and explained things to the brigadier general in detail.

"Since the monster exists, then:"

Gods

does it exist?

Before it is disproven,
A prudent approach is to respond by assuming its 'existence'.

"The fact that the entire island's cabinet has taken refuge at Atsuta Shrine is a way of using the power of 'deities' to intimidate people."

If America presses them hard, they'll unleash the 'divine sword,' and then the 'god of destruction' will descend—no one knows what will happen.

As for whether the island nation's government has the ability to invoke divine intervention?
Who is willing and prepared to try?

"so,"

The brigadier general also realized what was happening.
He certainly believed that America was the most powerful country in the world.
But how does it compare to 'gods'? He had no answer to this question, nor did he dare to probe it lightly.

"Contact the lieutenant general and report these findings."

Since you can't make up your mind,
Let the people on Capitol Hill decide!

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Island nation and the American government,
They are currently engaged in fierce competition for 'supernatural power' and have no time to release any information to the outside world.

For ordinary people, this was a day of mind-blowing up: at first, everyone thought it was a movie clip or an AI video, but as more and more clips circulated wildly online, and with the help of other countries, people suddenly realized:
Is this actually true?

is that a lie!

天啦
Regardless of whether billions of people around the world scoff, are skeptical, or revel in it, the entity that truly orchestrates all of this is already moving on to the next phase of its plan.

Central District

1-5-8 Hashiyamaba-cho
Chiyoda Ward, representing politics; Chuo Ward, representing finance; Minato Ward, representing foreign trade; and Bunkyo Ward, representing education, are collectively known as the "Upper Four Wards" of Tokyo.

In the Chuo Ward, at 1-5-8 Hashiyamabacho, stands a cluster of buildings filled with the style of the last century.

Tokyo Commodity Exchange
That's the name of this building.
At first glance, it may seem unremarkable, but this building, which has a history of more than forty years, is actually the result of the merger of the Tokyo Textile Exchange, the Tokyo Rubber Exchange, and the Tokyo Gold Exchange.

Seventy or eighty years ago, textiles, rubber, and gold were the very embodiment of finance in that era.

Today, it is the world's largest platinum and rubber exchange, the island nation's only comprehensive commodity exchange, primarily conducting futures trading and managing futures and options trading for all commodities in Japan.

of course,

None of this matters.

What truly drew someone's attention here was:

"Look at these golden little cuties, they're enough to cure any 'trypophobia' sufferer."

Walking through the underground vault of the exchange, the classically beautiful woman in black exclaimed: "Yes, anyone with trypophobia will be cured without any medicine when they see this pile of gold in front of them."

Because it represents enormous wealth, money, and the power that comes with it.

Money isn't everything, but you can't do anything without it!

"Then, let's get started."

She stretched out her slender, dark hand and gently stroked the gold neatly stacked in the vault.

Under the influence of the Devil Fruit's power, the gold instantly liquefied, flowed, coalesced, and took shape—

Soon, the surging gold transformed into a long sword shaped like a spine.

The hardness of normal gold can only be described as tragic.

However, under the influence of the 'Gold-Gold Fruit', the hardness of this golden spine sword is more than ten times that of steel: although it is not scientific at all, it is very much in line with the characteristics of a Devil Fruit.

The world of One Piece

That's the hardness of gold.

"Next,"

He took a wisp of 'soul' from his sleeve and stuffed it into the golden longsword.

The soul merged into it, instantly bringing the longsword to life: its spine began to writhe, bones bloomed at the hilt, and an eyeball appeared on the guard, turning left and right.

"It's done,"

Using the power of the 'Soul-Soul Fruit', Tanaka Taiji's soul was fused into gold to create a living weapon: the Homie.

Just like the 'Zeus', 'Columbus', and 'Prometheus' of older women.

Your name is—

"Tanaka Spinal Sword."

Upon hearing this name, his eyes, which had been rolling around, suddenly stopped.

"."

(End of this chapter)