A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 43 A Day of Utter Chaos

Suburbs of Hachioji City

From the dojo nestled in the woods, muffled thuds of flesh colliding could be heard.

"Ineffective in attack and poor in defense."

Amidst the rain of punches and kicks, the black-clad ninja's discontented voice echoed in the usually deserted dojo.

"Unsteady gait, sluggish reactions—"

No skill was even required; a simple combo was all it took to leave poor Jiang Kou limp on the ground, his body convulsing.

"Master, you've taught me the right thing."

Jiang Kou, still bandaged and lying on the ground, was beaten into a pulp again, but this time:
"It's good that you can still stay awake."

The black-clad ninja surprisingly gave a positive evaluation.

"Hey?"

Jiang Gu, who collapsed onto the floor in a "big" pose, gasped for breath and asked in surprise:

"I thought you had gone easy on me."

No,
Machii Isao under the black scarf
They are not some kind of virtuous men and women.

After gaining supernatural powers, he had to kill more than a dozen people every night before he could go to sleep;
But after being saved by his 'master' last night, Machii Isao's mentality has also undergone some changes.

Even a master swordsman like him, who has practiced for decades, has moments when he is in dire straits. Although this 'disciple' in front of him is clumsy, he is not entirely useless: as he continuously injects 'qi' into the other's body, his ability to withstand blows is constantly increasing, to say the least.

"Looks like you have a real talent for 'taking a beating',"

This is a very good talent.

Many fighting champions are able to survive to the end precisely because they are more resilient than others.

Some people, despite possessing formidable strength, exceptionally long arms, and remarkable skills, ultimately fail to reach the top due to a weakness like a "glass chin."

Of course, under normal circumstances, flesh and blood are no match for swords, let alone firearms; the strength of physical defense is not that important. But with the emergence of supernatural powers, it is not unimaginable for the human body to withstand bullets. This disciple before us:

"You will achieve great things in the future."

"Really, Master!"

Getting up from the ground, Jiang Kou, swaying slightly, excitedly struck a pose.

"I've rested well, now—"

thud,

A finger flicked his forehead, and the boy immediately flew backward, his head tilted back.

"When to continue is up to me."

Good temperament
Originally intended only as 'experimental subjects',
But now Machii Isao is gradually starting to genuinely consider the other person as his apprentice.

Ok?
As his apprentice, Jiang Kou, lay on the floor, panting heavily, the black-clad ninja's phone vibrated.

'Father, I apologize for disturbing you.'

I took out my phone, and there was a message from my eldest daughter.

"As per your request, I've been gathering information on 'supernatural forces': Just now, a protest broke out in Chiyoda, and clashes occurred between protesters and Self-Defense Forces. Information from the scene indicates that casualties are escalating. Perhaps this will be of interest to you."

The message also included some pictures and videos.

Upon opening the video, the man under the black cloth narrowed his eyes at the scene of 'chaotic battle' that even America would be ashamed of.

The same question arose.

When did protests in island nations become this intense?
That's right, Machii Isao didn't tell anyone about his supernatural powers.

Even his eldest daughter was completely unaware of this. In order to "maintain his persona," Machii Isao even instructed his daughter to collect various "supernatural information." It is believed that not only him, but also the traditional wealthy families, kendo schools, and yakuza forces in the island nation were all secretly gathering information.

but--

That was just his 'disguise'.

As the successor of the Mugai-ryu Iaijutsu, he had already received personal instruction from the 'founding master' Tsujitsu Tansuke, and gained supernatural powers.

Recalling his 'Grandmaster's' seemingly teleporting and walking-through-the-air posture, Machii Isao felt a surge of excitement: if he had such a movement technique, wiping out the American army at the Dawn Base would not be an easy task, but it would only take a little more time.

Thinking of this, the black-clad ninja moved his feet.

brush,

He flew out, leaving afterimages, moving freely throughout the dojo. In the eyes of Eguchi, the boy who sat up with his head wrapped in bandages, it seemed as if countless 'masters' filled the dojo, omnipresent.

"Amazing--"

Bang!
Suddenly, he went from sitting to rolling on the ground, and Machii Isao's calm voice rang out in the dojo.

"Now that you've rested, let's continue."

"yes,"

Jiang Kou, who was already prone to fighting, got up and became even more agitated.

"Please give me some pointers, Master!"

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.

Chiyoda Ward,

Bang, bang, bang,

"Help me—"

"Fire! Fire!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"

The square in front of the Prime Minister's official residence has been turned into a scene of extreme chaos.

Suddenly attacked with tear gas, pepper spray, and rubber bullets, the Self-Defense Forces began frantically firing their weapons at anyone who wasn't on their side. Some even went berserk, flooring the accelerator, their infantry fighting vehicles cutting through the crowd, leaving two black and red trails in their wake.

The scene was one of utter devastation, with countless deaths and injuries.

"These are all useless! The Self-Defense Forces are all useless!!"

In the Metropolitan Police Department's command center, Inspector Fujita, who witnessed everything, felt dizzy; his angry shouts left the Self-Defense Force's "Lands Commanders" behind him looking embarrassed.

Unfortunately, in order to circumvent treaties imposed by defeated nations, the island nation's Self-Defense Force is essentially a 'national police reserve force,' composed of genuine civil servants who do not require court-martial.

The navy is in a slightly better position, after all, there has always been a saying that "the army is rustic, the navy is foreign, and the air force is just a big rogue," and they also frequently participate in exercises and training; as for the army? The 1st Division's usual work is disaster relief and serving as a guard of honor.

What kind of fighting power can we expect from them?

"cough,"

"We can't blame the soldiers entirely."

Despite the chaotic images on various screens, the Army Self-Defense Force's 'Junior General' stepped forward with a heavy heart.

"Ordinary civilians have neither the organizational capacity to attack the Self-Defense Forces nor the tools to accurately shoot our soldiers."

Pointing to several photos of soldiers' corpses taken amidst the chaos, Lu Jiang added:

"When life is threatened, it's easy to be caught off guard and unable to make a decision." The implication is that we shouldn't be too harsh on them.

That's true.
"never mind,"

Director Fujita waved his hand,

"My people will handle it."

Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo~~
Bang!
Police cars were parked on the perimeter.

Fully armed members of the "Brutal Opposition" kicked open the car door and sped off towards the surrounding buildings.

The island nation's government is not to be trifled with either, and it naturally realized that someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes: if the Self-Defense Forces can't be relied on, then the Metropolitan Police Department will step in!
To be fair, the Self-Defense Forces don't have as much combat experience as the Metropolitan Police Department: unlike the Self-Defense Forces who retire after a few years, the Metropolitan Police Department personnel basically serve their entire careers. Especially those in the "Yakuza" faction, many have dealt with the Yakuza and are considered quite experienced.

Besides, these days it doesn't matter how much experience you have, if they tell you to go, you go!
It's not like we're dealing with supernatural beings.

They were just ordinary 'terrorists'.

As for the chaotic crowd:
"Ms. Yamoto, thank you for your help."

Armed helicopters flew in, using loudspeakers to order everyone to crouch down while preparing to unleash 'supernatural power' to suppress them.

"We still have to go to school."

Inside the cabin, the short-haired girl uttered a dissatisfied remark.

She goes to school not to study—given her current special status, she naturally doesn't need to worry about any exams.

But Asano is at school, and if we can't see Asano, the world is just black and white again.

"Half an hour,"

brush,

After saying that, the girl leaped out of the cabin.

Giving up half an hour of work for the Metropolitan Police Department was already her biggest concession.

"what?"

Inside the cabin, Takumi Oshima, who looked like a middle-aged office worker, exclaimed in surprise.

"He... he just jumped like that?"

"Please rest assured,"

Miya Kana turned to comfort the middle-aged man who possessed terrifying power but was unaware of it.

"For ordinary people like us, this is tantamount to suicide,"

"But for supernatural beings, it's just a simple jump."

Raising her hand to signal to Takumi Oshima, and looking at the girl Yamoto who was 'gliding' down, Kana Mitani then turned to look at Teru Oshima.

"So, Mr. Oshima, do you need us to lower the altitude?"

"unnecessary,"

While Takumi Oshima was surprised by Yamoto's abilities, Teru Oshima, who looked like a high school student, stepped forward with a smile.

"I can do it too."

After speaking, the boy nodded slightly to Takumi Oshima.

"Father, I'm going down now."

"what?"

brush,

The next second, the being named 'Oshima Teru' also leaped down, arms outstretched, and flew down in a 'gliding' motion, then somersaulted in mid-air, releasing the force and landing lightly.

"What--"

Snapped,

A hand chop landed beside him, striking the neck of the Self-Defense Force member who was clinging tightly to his weapon; as the other man's eyes rolled back, the boy dashed away.

On the other side, the short-haired girl, Yamoto, was already weaving through the crowd, defeating those who were still fighting.

The girl's figure moved freely through the dense crowd, like a swimming fish.

The boy named 'Oshima Teru' initially moved stiffly, but gradually, he also displayed a graceful and composed demeanor of soft evasion.

"really,"

"Mr. Oshima's ability is 'cognitive manifestation'!"

All of this was faithfully recorded by a large number of drones, further confirming the speculations of the Metropolitan Police Department experts.

"If he believes it is reasonable and should happen, then it will become a reality."

"Mrs. Oshima and Teru Oshima, needless to say,"

“The previous ‘Oshima Teru’ was just an ordinary boy. After we ‘confirmed’ that he was a supernatural being, and Oshima Takuyu subconsciously believed it, he immediately possessed supernatural powers.”

And in this chaotic crowd,

Through the observation of the middle-aged man, Takumi Oshima, his 'son' also learned Yamoto's abilities without being taught.

"So, this Mr. Oshima is a 'family man'?"

Lieutenant General Thomas, who had just arrived, overheard this explanation and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"To alter reality with one's mind, that's an Omega-level superpower."

It's clear that this lieutenant general watches a lot of movies.

"It aligns with the legends of island nations, and it's probably something like this:"

Director Fujita adjusted his non-prescription glasses.
"A dream-eating Baku!"

Considering the previous outbreak of 'nightmare monsters', it's not hard to guess.

"Unfortunately, it's still too weak."

Lieutenant General Thomas watched the chaos being rapidly suppressed by two supernatural beings on the screen—if these two were any stronger, he would send them to test that 'Heian period' samurai tonight!

Putting aside the fact that the island nation would definitely oppose it with all its might, their current strength might not be as strong as that 'ninja' who broke into the base.

It seems we'll still have to rely on America's technology tonight!

"Not bad, not bad,"

On the roof of Standard Chartered Bank

Taking advantage of the chaos to gain many "benefactors" who could seduce souls, he nodded in satisfaction.

Next, let's see tonight—

Can Devil Fruit abilities counter modern weapons?

Ultimately, we need to verify it.

(End of this chapter)