The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

Although we had Tomie with us, thankfully nothing unexpected happened along the way.

However, Shin Hengyuan clearly noticed that the number of glances directed at him from passersby was now almost as many as those directed at Tomie.

Is it really that exaggerated just because his charm has increased a little? Shin Hengyuan thought to himself. He seriously suspected that if he maxed out his charm, he would probably become a male version of Tomie.

Xinhengyuan pushes open the library door.

Fujiwara Chizuru was still sitting at the front desk, but today she wasn't holding an ancient book; instead, she was holding a Japanese romance light novel.

"Good morning, Fujiwara-senpai!" Shin Hengyuan greeted first.

Fujiwara Chizuru looked up from behind the book, her brows furrowing slightly. "Why are you doing this again? Didn't we agree that I would notify you after I finished my investigation?"

Fujiwara Chizuru hated being disturbed while she was reading. She became a librarian for two reasons: first, because there were many books for her to read, and second, because it was a quiet place where few people would come by.

But since acknowledging New Hengyuan, this tranquility has been completely shattered.

If it were anyone else, Fujiwara Chizuru would have had him thrown out long ago, but this guy just happens to have that person on him...

Although he has not appeared in public for many years due to his seclusion, his fame still resounds throughout Japan.

You can't hit them, you can't scold them—it's incredibly frustrating!

Fujiwara Chizuru couldn't help but shake her head.

"Well, there are some things I'd like to ask you, Senior Sister."

Shin Hengyuan eagerly stepped forward and gently placed the souvenir he was carrying in front of Fujiwara Chizuru.

"I noticed that you seem to enjoy drinking tea, so I brought some tea leaves with me. It's nothing, just a small token of my appreciation."

"Yes, that's thoughtful of you."

Fujiwara Chizuru simply opened the tea canister, took a sniff, and knew that the tea was good and obviously not cheap. Satisfied, she put it away.

Anyway, she won't refuse.

"But aren't you going to comfort that pufferfish behind you first? I feel like she's about to explode with anger." She chuckled and glanced behind Shin Heng Yuan.

"Huh?" Shin Hengyuan turned his head to look.

Sure enough, Tomie, who was following behind, had puffed up like a pufferfish, her cheeks round and bulging, and her mask was almost bursting open.

Why? Why?! I don't even get this treatment! Why are you so nice to this woman, so attentive to her? She's clearly not as good-looking as me!

In Tomie's mind, there was no woman more beautiful than her in the world.

Shin Hengyuan quickly pulled Tomie aside and whispered, "Hey, don't cause trouble. After we get home, our whole family will go out for a big meal!"

"I don't believe you. That was the candlelight dinner we agreed on, and I haven't been taken yet." Tomie touched her chest, her face full of disbelief.

As Tomie spoke, she felt increasingly wronged, and her eyes even reddened slightly.

She was Tomie, the queen-like Kawakami Tomie! If other imposters knew about her now, they would surely laugh at her.

Xinhengyuan remained silent.

I haven't fulfilled my promise to Tomie yet; Tomie holds grudges more firmly than anything else.

Shin Hengyuan reached out and pressed down on Tomie's head, saying softly, "We'll make up for the last meal later. It'll be a candlelight dinner, just you and me. We'll make a reservation in advance. We won't call Qingyue or Jianzi. You can order."

"Really?" Tomie's eyes lit up.

"Really," Xinhengyuan assured, patting his chest.

"Then I'll go eat some fine cuisine?"

"eat!"

Anyway, it's not my money that's being spent.

Xin Hengyuan silently added this sentence in his mind.

Having inherited Tomie's card, Shin Hengyuan's balance had ballooned to a considerable amount, enough to allow him to live a life of luxury and ease.

Xin Hengyuan let go of her hand and turned to walk towards the front desk.

Fujiwara Chizuru had already reopened the light novel. She didn't look up, but simply picked up the still steaming teacup and took a small sip.

"Just tell me whatever you want to know. I'll tell you everything I can."

"Senior, do you know the Eight-Foot Master?" Shin Hengyuan asked, his eyes wide.

Upon hearing the words "Lord Hachisakani," Fujiwara Chizuru abruptly raised her head, her eyes sharpening. "You've messed with her!"

"No, no." Xinhengyuan waved his hand decisively.

"That's good. Don't provoke her." Fujiwara Chizuru returned to normal and continued reading her book.

"I heard that the Eight-Foot Master was once a god, is that true?" Shin Hengyuan asked again.

"God? What kind of god is she?" Fujiwara Chizuru curled her lip slightly and shook her head with disdain in her eyes. "At most, she's just a false god who has absorbed the power of faith for a few years."

The power of faith? A false god?

The power of faith is a phrase that will be very familiar to anyone who reads novels.

The process of igniting the divine fire with the power of faith and ascending to godhood for eternity has been written to death in countless novels.

But even if it's written to death, it's still one of the ways to become a master.

Xinhengyuan secretly kept this in mind.

Method to become a god +1.

"But I've heard that the Eight-Foot Man existed in ancient Japan," Shingen said.

"You know quite a lot," Fujiwara Chizuru said with a smile.

"Hey, I just like reading all sorts of books. I found out by chance, by chance." Xin Hengyuan said without changing his expression.

"I also enjoy reading in my spare time."

Fujiwara Chizuru gave a meaningful smile.

"However, what does her long existence have to do with whether she's a false god? You can pick up any random stone; it's existed for over four billion years. Why don't you say that a stone is also a god?"

"While Japan is said to have eight million deities, not just any demon or monster can be called a god!"

"I've learned a lot." Xin Hengyuan nodded.

"You've come here for more than just these questions. Tell me, what is your real purpose?" Fujiwara Chizuru took a sip of hot tea and looked up at him.

"Senior sister understands me," Xin Hengyuan said, stepping forward.

"I just want to ask my senior, where can I get a genuinely consecrated amulet, or Buddhist scriptures or statues? I want something that's truly consecrated and has magical power, not a tourist souvenir. Oh, and if you have any famous swords or anything like that, could you give me one?"

"...Do you think I'm Doraemon?" Fujiwara Chizuru rolled her eyes. "And, you really are trying to mess with Hachisaku."

She just didn't understand, wasn't it good to be alive?

Why would someone want to go looking for death?

Although Fujiwara Chizuru looked down on Yasha-sama, a false god was still a demigod. In terms of pure strength, she might not be able to defeat Yasha-sama, since she was a false god who had existed since ancient times.

If he hadn't been sealed away by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva because of his deep sins, he might have already ascended to a divine position and become one of the eight million beings in Takamagahara.

"Why should I help you?" Fujiwara Chizuru asked Shin Hengyuan with a smile.

As soon as Shin Hengyuan lowered his head, he began to consider whether or not to pawn Tomie here to pay off his debts.

Fujiwara Chizuru, however, changed the subject and added, "I could help you—"

Shin Hengyuan suddenly looked up and saw Fujiwara Chizuru slowly raising one finger.

"However, there's a condition!"