A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 286 Hero Association
On the viaduct,

The burly man's head was embedded in the concrete floor, smeared into an abstract mass of red and white splatter, a testament to the fury of the perpetrator.

As for the other biker gang members, they were all knocked unconscious and wouldn't wake up for several days.

No matter how chaotic things get, the Metropolitan Police Department still exists;

That's enough to put these guys in jail.

However, the island nation's prisons are now overcrowded. What used to be single cells now need to accommodate eight people, and they are operating at full capacity.

Having done all this, the 'ninja' lowered his eyes; this was just an ordinary person in the supernatural era.

Just like he used to be, utterly humble!
"Mother,"

The rescued child, bewildered, rushed into the arms.

The woman, tears streaming down her face, clung tightly to him, fearing another misfortune.

The men, however, were more composed and bowed respectfully to Kenji Fujikido, who was dressed as a ninja.

"Thank you so much!"

"I will never forget your great kindness and virtue."

The middle-aged man was at a loss for words to express his gratitude and was about to swear to follow the other man when the 'ninja' spoke in a calm tone.

"There's no need for that,"

"This is something any normal person would do."

"Your Excellency is truly a reincarnation of the benevolent king."

The middle-aged man exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "What is a person like after gaining power? Just look at all these biker gangs on the ground."

Even he had fantasized about doing whatever he wanted after gaining power—but in this supernatural era, ordinary people like him are the ones who are 'doing whatever they want'.

"Go home,"

Kenji Fujikido, dressed as a ninja, gestured for the other person to leave quickly.

"Tokyo is not peaceful right now."

It's more than just unsettled.

With the death of Chief Inspector Fujita, the Metropolitan Police Department fell apart. The island nation's top brass attempted to bring supernatural forces under their control, while other countries took the opportunity to steal or plunder supernatural resources. Most major powers also retreated to their defenses, watching the situation unfold.
Meanwhile, smaller factions, such as this biker gang, began to recklessly indulge their desires and pray for supernatural powers.

Ironically, doing this actually grants you power!
Under the influence of the 'Encouragement Fruit,' people throughout Tokyo experienced a surge in appetite and a gradual improvement in their resilience. They could lift weights for several hours every day and still be able to get up the next day.

If it were an ordinary person in another place,

Exercising beyond one's physiological limits is not only useless, but can also lead to rhabdomyolysis and acute kidney failure.

Not everyone can break through physical limits through training like the characters in the One Piece world.

In short, the physical constitution of the entire Tokyo population has unknowingly approached the limits of human endurance: under such circumstances, as long as the spirit is stirred to a certain degree, generating qi and obtaining supernatural power is simply a natural outcome.

Although it may sound harsh, it is actually the 'evil people' who are more likely to gain power.

Ordinary people are ultimately hesitant and unable to make a tough decision.

"Thank you so much!" ×2
"Big brother, I want to be a 'ninja' when I grow up!"

Amidst the family's gratitude, Kenji Fujikido leaped off the overpass and headed in the other direction: he could already see the Metropolitan Police Department's "supernatural special police" on their way, and he left the cleanup to them. As for Kenji Fujikido...

"Justice executed!"

He will never let those who vandalize, rob, and humiliate passersby get away with it.

all of these,
Inoue Kaoru in the sky saw it all.

"How long has it been?"

Tokyo turned into this mess in just one day?

"This is the work of the people from News King,"

The girl muttered to herself, "If it weren't for the 'News King' and his forces, most people probably wouldn't even know that Director Fujita was stabbed."

The Metropolitan Police Department's decision to keep the death a secret might actually stabilize the situation, or at least prevent it from collapsing so quickly.

"Are there other countries secretly fueling this flames as well?"

Of course, the core problem is that the island nation itself is not up to par: those powerful families have been plundering the government's power in this chaos.

But what does all this have to do with her?
Don't let your older sister get the better deal!

A massive black owl streaked across the skies over Tokyo, heading towards Itabashi Ward in the far north.

The chaos in the city below wasn't confined to one or two places, but rather widespread: previously suppressed yakuza, biker gangs, and thugs had all emerged, wantonly smashing, looting, and indulging their desires. Why not satisfy their twisted egos and potentially gain supernatural powers?
For example, in Toshima, which is near Itabashi Ward.

The enormous black bird silently soared through the sky, ignoring the battle below.

It was less of a 'battle' and more of a one-sided 'beating'.

Bang!
The baseball bat slammed heavily onto the helmet.

The attack was blocked by the bicycle helmet, but the impact still made the man stagger.

"asshole!"

"You want to die?"

"Get out of my way—"

The loud shouting and cursing came from a group of thugs carrying baseball bats and short knives.

The man covered in injuries was wearing a makeshift 'protective suit,' a bicycle helmet, and goggles.

"no way!"

Bare-handed, the man stood in front of the thugs, refusing to back down an inch.

"You are committing a crime, and I will stop you."

Behind him was a wrecked luxury car, a tycoon standing in front of him with a look of fear on his face, and a woman inside the car trembling as she held her daughter.

?

"You're this guy's bodyguard."

"Are you kidding me? Do you have bodyguards on bicycles?"

These thugs' target was the two women in the luxury car.

As a result, they were blocked by this inexplicable guy. After fighting for a long time, the thugs were panting and questioning him.

"no,"

The man, wearing a bicycle helmet and covered in bruises, gave an answer that only enraged the thugs further.

"are you crazy!"

"Then why are you trying to be a hero?"

"That guy's a capitalist, damn him!"

The man wearing a bicycle helmet let the blood slide down his cheek as the thugs tried to explain.

"Where's the evidence?"

"Do you have evidence to prove the crimes of these three individuals?"

? ?
The man in the bicycle helmet's retort left the thugs speechless. Evidence? They only saw this family driving a luxury car; that made them capitalists, damn them!
Of course, the more important reason is that the other party's wife and daughter are both very good-looking.
This was something they would never have dared to look at in their entire lives – a 'high-end item'.

now--

"Go away!"

"Or I'll kill you."

The thugs were shouting and yelling, but they were actually panting heavily.

Fighting is also very physically demanding. Especially against guys like them who swing their weapons haphazardly, without any strategy, and who don't know how to manage their energy.

“Since you cannot prove their guilt, you have no reason to resort to violence.”

Behind the shattered goggles was a resolute gaze.

"I will never allow such a thing to happen!"

"madman!"

"This family is crazy,"

"Let's go, be careful not to get infected!"

Seeing that the other party had been surrounded and beaten by them for a long time but still did not retreat an inch, the thugs got scared.

In this day and age, desire is power: the more persistent or even obsessive a person is, the more likely they are to enter a supernatural realm—in the middle of a fight, the opponent might suddenly 'explode' their power, and then they're in trouble.

Besides, a thug is a thug.

Ultimately, they hesitated and were afraid when it came to actually taking lives.

The Metropolitan Police Department is fractured, not disappeared; if someone were to actually commit a murder, given the current state of chaos, it would be quite normal for them to be shot on the spot.

It's not just them who are becoming 'unscrupulous'; the police are human too, and they too will 'simplify' their law enforcement: prisons are overcrowded? Then don't go to prison, just go straight to the underworld.

Under pressure, don't expect the police to be saints.

"Cough cough cough,"

Until these thugs left in a huff,

The man wearing a bicycle helmet and goggles started coughing.

He was surrounded and beaten by these thugs, and even with his 'homemade' protective armor, he was still seriously injured by the shock.

However, at least the conflict was resolved.

He walked over to the bicycle next to him, helped it up, and prepared to leave.

"wait wait wait!"

The wealthy man who had been rescued called out to him.
"Thank you so much, hero, for your righteous act."

His gratitude wasn't just verbal; he took out his wallet and pulled out a bank card.

"This anonymous card contains 100 million, the password is 123456; although it's not much, please accept it as a small token of my appreciation."

As expected of a capitalist, he can spend the equivalent of an ordinary person's lifetime income in one go.

But the man who helped the bicycle up simply shook his head slightly.

"I saved you, not for the money."

It was simply for the sake of 'justice' in my heart, nothing more.

"If you really feel bad about it, use this money to help others: as long as humanity works together, we can overcome any difficulty."

After saying that, the man got on his bicycle and continued patrolling the streets—he had just graduated high school and was actively training to prepare for the Metropolitan Police Department entrance exam when he encountered this situation. Since there weren't enough police officers, he took matters into his own hands to maintain order in the city.

Because this is his hometown.

More importantly, because he is a human being.

That's it.

"This is a noble person,"

As the other party rode away on a bicycle, the wealthy businessman holding the bank card sighed.

The island nation is visibly descending into chaos, but that doesn't mean money has lost its power; at least in the short term, it can still be used to purchase various supplies.

"Honey, what do we do now?"

Inside the broken-down car, the shivering lady asked cautiously.

"Don't rush, my men should..."

It's almost there.

Sure enough, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.

"boss!"

"Boss, I'm very sorry."

The men in black suits who arrived all bowed their heads and apologized.
In the minds of the island nation's high-ranking officials, this place, near Itabashi Ward, is the safest place in Tokyo, no, in the world.

Because the Inoue sisters are here, and so is 'that person,' theoretically no one would cause trouble here: unless they're tired of living.

However, these kinds of things are neither clear to these petty thugs nor do they care: these fools only care about their immediate pleasure and don't consider whether their actions might offend a supernatural big shot.

I'm just a worthless person, that's how 'willful' I am.

"It doesn't matter,"

The tycoon slightly raised his hand, dismissing the matter of the 'late arrival of rescue'.

What just happened served as a wake-up call for him: with the arrival of chaotic times, not only those petty thugs, but even his own subordinates were becoming less reliable.

It seems I still have to take a gamble and use the 'super injection' to enter the supernatural realm in order to gain a foothold in this era.

"Father,"

The girl stuck her head out of the car.
"We should thank that hero."

"Of course, baby. But..."

The other party has already refused his money. What other way can he express his gratitude?
“We can establish an 'organization',”

The girl in the car suggested,
"It can both provide the 'heroes' with activity funds and allow them to..."

The girl gave her father a knowing look.

Yes indeed,

The tycoon's eyes lit up.
A chaotic era is approaching, and desire is the key to becoming supernatural: therefore, there must be those who are determined to protect the people, maintain order, and uphold justice.

These people can be easily won over, in the name of righteousness, and incidentally, they can also be protected.

"It's decided."

"I want to establish an organization to protect the people in this chaotic world, and it will be called:"

Hero Association!

(End of this chapter)