I became the emperor in the comic book series.

That's the Slit-Mouthed Woman!

Ms. Sadako immediately focused on the last suspect and glared at him fiercely.

The fierce look in her eyes made the Slit-Mouthed Woman take two steps back in fright.

She was scared; she must have felt guilty!

As the curse power silently spread, Miss Sadako prepared to give this guy a good interrogation.

Suddenly, Hanako asked curiously, "By the way, how's your battle going?"

The unexpected question interrupted Sadako's further actions, causing her expression to stiffen slightly. After a moment, she said defiantly with a cold face, "Of course we won! We also took over the territory. That guy said he's going to rebuild a twin tower in Tokyo, and once it's finished, half of it will be under my control, used as an activity center for beings like us."

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As soon as she finished speaking, led by Hanako, the Slit-Mouthed Woman and Little Mary immediately joined in, clapping their hands.

"As expected of Sadako!"

"That's amazing!"

"I admire you so much, Sadako-senpai...!"

Those sincere and unwavering praises made Sadako doubt herself. Could she have guessed wrong?

But she still asked with a hint of doubt, "Did you really beat that guy before?"

"Well...they're about the same."

Hanako's eyes darted slightly as she looked at the ceiling above her head.

Sadako then looked at Mary, who was watching a magical girl anime, and asked, "You and he were evenly matched?"

Little Mary, who was watching a children's cartoon, blushed slightly upon hearing this, as if she had thought of some inappropriate scene for children, and turned to look at her embarrassedly.

“I persisted for five rounds, each lasting half an hour, and on average I was only defeated seven times. How can that not be considered a close match?”

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent. Even Hanako and the Slit-Mouthed Woman couldn't help but look at their friend, who had lost so badly, with pity, as he kept going over to be investigated every now and then.

If she's not your sister, you don't need to be stubborn like this!

Sadako... was so angry she laughed.

Damn it, no wonder she felt the intensity of this fight was so strange. Not only was that man completely unaffected by her power, but he also managed to 'purify' her despite the risk of being corroded by her power.

As a half-ghost who lived at the bottom of a well for many years, her body should have been ice-cold.

After one night, I felt warm all over, from my lower abdomen to my whole body!

You can't escape even if you try to break free halfway through!

She wanted to be a traditional female ghost and drain the other person's life energy, but found that not only was the person hot, but she couldn't drain it all.

Even the ghost was so tired that she rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, but that bastard still thought her physique was special and said she was plump.

So that's where the problem lies!

This bunch of four bastards gave us all fake intelligence, exaggerating our military achievements and battle records. How is this any different from playing a game where someone is obviously terrible at it but insists that the enemy is a noob and tricks their teammates into going up to their deaths!

"By the way, why are you laughing?" Hanako asked.

Miss Sadako grinned upon hearing this, "I'm so happy to have won!"

The woman's voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Then why are you blushing?"

"Full of energy!"

"Why is it yellow again, woof..."

"It was a close call, and thinking about it now still makes me a little scared!"

If you guys get a beating all night, you'll become famous, but if you find out afterwards that you were tricked by your teammates' fake information, you'll only become even more discredited!

Miss Sadako laughed, "You have no idea, I almost couldn't beat him."

"His strength seems completely different from what you described."

The slit-mouthed woman trembled slightly, and cold sweat trickled down her forehead and cheeks.

Hanako stepped forward to save the day, smiling and agreeing, "After all, they are both gods, so it's normal for them to become stronger quickly with enough faith and offerings."

"It's a good thing you were the one to go this time, otherwise we definitely wouldn't have won!"

"Right..."

Miss Sadako smiled outwardly, but inwardly she cursed, 'Why didn't you say so sooner!'

But because of her pride, she couldn't bring herself to expose the lie and could only keep up the act.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to keep the fact that I was thoroughly lectured by Professor Higashino with all sorts of knowledge a secret, or I would be laughed at by my colleagues for the rest of my life.

"By the way, he's already so strong this time. We took so much territory and protection money from him while he wasn't strong enough. What if he gets stronger and comes back to retaliate when he's even stronger than me?"

In Miss Sadako's short and bizarre life, she learned one thing: the more you cling to a lie, the more likely the lie is to be exposed due to unexpected circumstances!

Therefore, she had to immediately bring these guys along and drag them into the mess as well!

Let them also experience what they went through.

In this way, since we are all in the same boat, we won't undermine each other and can work together to keep the secrets!

“If there’s a next time, I might be the only one who can’t control him. Just to be on the safe side, let’s go together.”

Miss Sadako smiled sweetly, "When sisters are of one mind, their strength can break metal!"

"Ah, this..."

Hanako's expression froze, and she hesitated, clearly not wanting to be chiseled.

The slit-mouthed woman slightly tightened her legs, swallowed hard, and mustered her courage to nod, "Okay... alright!"

The human-faced dog wagged its tail wildly, full of anticipation. After all, she was the only one excluded from the group of five urban legends, and she always felt like she was being subjected to emotional abuse.

Only Little Mary frowned, refusing without hesitation, "I don't want to, I can go by myself, I'll beat him sooner or later!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sadako reached out and lifted Miss Mary's small body up by her arms, pulling her into her embrace.

"That won't do. We're all good friends who are going to do great things together. We need to stick together."

"Hey! Let me go! You perverted big bear woman!"

Avoid brainwaves and facial cleanser!

Feeling the two soft, heavy weights on her head, Little Mary blushed and struggled, but was held tightly by Sadako, who had a forced smile on her face. She couldn't break free and the hug only got tighter, causing the doll's body to deform slightly and creak.

"That one!" Director Hua, who had been directing everything, suddenly raised his hand and squinted his eyes. "I think it's okay."

"but!"

"Just to be on the safe side, how about we find a few more helpers to help us?"

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P.S.: Also, I'm still writing more. It's been extremely hot lately, and I feel sweltering. A sudden downpour finally helped me recover a bit, so the update is a little late. Sorry.

Chapter 171 The Spirit of Craftsmanship

Tokyo.

A shopping center under the Shinomiya Group.

The newly appointed god of the Cloud Dream pantheon, the misty god of tomorrow, Sha Meng, is at work.

The job duties included using public funds for meals and drinks, and for publicly funded travel.

The destination encompasses all industries within the Shinomiya Group related to clothing, food, housing, transportation, entertainment, and leisure.

The monthly target is one million yen. Any amount not spent will be deducted from your monthly salary based on the amount of faith power you receive that month.

As the god of poverty, he can't carry much money with him at any one time.

Excess wealth will always disappear in various ways, so she is distressed that she wants to make sure she spends so much money rather than lose it due to various accidents.

Fortunately, prices in Tokyo are very high.

Moreover, the Shinomiya family owns a bank.

Carry only a small amount of money at a time, and you can get more when you run out.

Although it was a bit troublesome, it was safe.

Tokyo experienced continuous rain for the first half of April, but the weather has finally cleared up in the last few days, with gentle breezes and bright sunshine that feels rather intense.

Sha Meng enjoyed the air conditioning in the shopping mall for a while, but feeling embarrassed to stay too long and disturb others' business, she took a can of chilled beer to the counter to pay.

She understood her master's intentions, but as a deity, she had her own bottom line. She was unwilling to excessively affect others' finances unless they had committed a wrong.

"231 yen."

With the cashier's listless and listless announcement, Sha Meng, who had spent the morning and had little money left from the cash withdrawal, took out her small wallet, pulled out a bunch of coins, carefully counted them, and placed them on the counter.

'It's all loose change,' the cashier thought to himself.

He reached out and grabbed the pile of coins, not even noticing the beer bottle he accidentally knocked over, and started counting them listlessly.

"That'll be exactly 231 yen for you."

Sha Meng's gaze followed the can of beer rolling further and further away, and she let out a soft gasp. The cashier heard the noise, turned around, glanced at her, and walked over with a pair of dead fish eyes. He picked up the beer and put it on the counter.

"Here you go..."

Upon hearing this, Sha Meng frowned with some worry, and tried to stand on tiptoe to push the can of beer forward a little, making sure the other person could see it, "Please give me a different can."

However, the cashier completely ignored the short man who wasn't even as tall as the counter, and looked directly at the customer behind him, saying, "Next one..."

Despite being a poor person with a soft personality, Sha Meng could only helplessly carry the beer outside the store, slowly walking forward under the scorching sun.

Extend your little hand, apply a gentle force, and "whoosh!" the canned beer pull tab is pulled open.

Instantly, the expanding gas, carrying the liquor, gushed out like a fountain, exploding and splashing liquid onto the veiled face, making it impossible for her to open her eyes.

The spraying finally stopped, and only a third of the beer in the can remained.

Sha Meng, soaking wet, lowered her head, her face dark for a long while, before suddenly letting out a cold laugh.

"Oh dear, oh dear, this is terrible!"

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Chiba.

Akira Higashino sat in his office, opposite the mother of the white-haired little girl he had found at the fireworks festival.

The other party is considered a top-notch illustrator in the industry in terms of both skill and reputation. If Yunmeng Group hadn't temporarily moved its headquarters to Chiba, which is close enough and allows for a considerable degree of working from home, making commuting and childcare convenient, she might not have chosen to join Yunmeng.

After all, at her level, unless she shifts to creating longer stories or expands her career direction, relying solely on illustration will only result in earning a little more or a little less, without affecting her livelihood.

The success of the character gacha pool in "Okumizome Monogatari" is largely due to the artist's skill; the art style is reminiscent of Eromanga, prompting otaku to spend money.

Akira Higashino was explaining the initial character designs for the "Yunmeng Fantasy Land" project to her. The programming team had already laid out the general framework, and the copywriting department had written the first draft based on his suggestions. The plot was also acceptable to him and his subordinates.

Unexpectedly, the production progress stalled on the character illustration design.

"Mom, we're making a game for all ages. Is it really okay for you to draw the characters so lewdly?"

Across from her, the wife blushed, embarrassed by her husband's speechless gaze.

"At the very least, wear more clothes!"

"Didn't I already send you the photos of the people?"

“Create it based on the figure of the person.”

“Your daughter is still young. You can’t wait until one day when Sawu asks you what your mother’s works are, and you don’t have a single piece of work that you can show your daughter, can you?”

The wife opened her mouth, but was too embarrassed to say that she was already gradually teaching her daughter the skill of coloring pictures.

Honestly, the materials and past portfolios she showed Sagiri were definitely more experienced than the boss's.

After all, the boss looks young and rich, and he's obviously a social butterfly who hasn't even seen many fan service works in the anime/manga genre.

Higashino Akira is teaching this single mother a lesson. After all, from her unseen perspective, several victims who almost became adult film actresses are constantly complaining to him.

Otherwise, if Higashino Akira had stopped him, he probably would have made Eromanga's teacher have nightmares for a while before he could feel relieved.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.