I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

The tremors caused by Mount Takao have not yet subsided.

Red clouds obscure the sun, the mountain god manifests, and a waterfall of red leaves appears.

One astonishing piece of news after another quickly spread across the internet.

With unimaginable popularity, it ignited the entire Tokyo metropolis, becoming the hottest topic at the moment.

One key factor is that there are pictures to prove it.

Yes.

Every piece of news circulating online is accompanied by numerous photos from the scene.

Shocking.

This shocked the monster even more.

At this very moment, the monsters lurking in Tokyo are also closely monitoring news from Mount Takao.

But after reading these messages, the monsters all stiffened up, looking like they were constipated.

not difficult to see.

The so-called mountain god in the photo is actually the priest whom the monsters want to get rid of.

They had been eagerly anticipating the good news of the priest's death after the S-rank demon made its move.

The result was a bolt from the blue.

The priest was completely unharmed.

They even helped him boost his reputation points.

This result silenced all the yokai (supernatural beings) in Tokyo.

However, no demon questioned whether the Great Demon of Red Leaves' plan was problematic.

The photos of the stunning red leaves and thunderclouds that were sent back from the scene were enough to terrify them.

The monsters already knew perfectly well.

It's not that the Red Leaf Demon's plan is flawed.

Rather, it's because this priest is too powerful.

Panic quickly spread among the monsters.

If even the most powerful demons are helpless against it, what are the lesser demons supposed to do?

Those monsters, especially those with lives on their hands, were filled with unease.

They all know it.

Priests are human.

Humans, however, will not let themselves off the hook.

In an instant, many demons rushed to the great demon's side in a panic, wanting to ask about the next plan.

But when they arrived, they found they had come up empty-handed.

All that was left was an empty old nest.

The great demons have vanished without a trace.

Nerima Ward, Tokyo.

Inside a somewhat dilapidated old-fashioned house.

A giant orange cat, almost half a person's height, stood up and solemnly took the last can of cola from the refrigerator.

Looking at the empty refrigerator, the cat patted its slightly deflated belly and let out a long sigh.

Life is tough, even a cat sighs.

Why hasn't my living expenses for next month been transferred yet?

If this continues, the cat will starve to death.

If I had known, I would have spent less money.

The orange cat muttered something as it closed the refrigerator door.

But no matter how bitter or hungry they were, they would never step out of the house.

There were some monsters fighting and killing outside before, which was one thing.

For his father's sake, he wouldn't really lay a hand on him.

But things are different now.

Outside, there was also a cold-blooded priest who killed demons without blinking an eye.

I heard that A-rank monsters can be killed with a single slap?

The terrifying images circulating among the monsters recently are all of that priest's photo.

Just thinking about it made the orange cat shudder.

That's terrifying!

From this perspective, the outside world seems far too dangerous.

It's better to stay at home.

Thinking of this, the orange cat happily sat on the computer chair, the heavy chair frame creaking under its weight.

Nine fluffy cat tails dangled from the gaps in the chair back to the floor.

The chubby cat paws skillfully tapped the keyboard, shouting in the game.

"Let's raid and run a dungeon! Call me a monster!"

After it typed that sentence, the game's chat interface suddenly started flooded with messages.

In an instant, all the demons rushed to report.

"Leader, the demon girl Momiji failed to ambush that human priest!"

"Leader, it seems that all the great demons of the Ghost Faction have run away!"

"Chief, are we in great danger?"

Seeing these comments, the orange cat looked sullen.

Reality is already heavy enough, can't even games make demons happy?

Abusing cats is a criminal offense!

"Stop arguing."

"I've said it before, the Ghost Faction's methods will be discovered by humans sooner or later, it's just that the time has come."

"On the contrary, our Gou Sect's demons are still hiding so perfectly."

"See? This is the difference in decision-making."

"Therefore, we must continue to steadfastly implement our policies."

The demons remained silent for a while.

Immediately, a demon typed a question.

"But chief, what if that priest sets his sights on us?"

This one

The orange cat's paw paused in surprise.

Being targeted by a priest?

I haven't really considered it.

Fortunately, online prowess is all about keyboards.

It then typed.

"Don't panic, I've already arranged everything."

"As expected of the leader!"

"The leader is wise!"

The demons were overjoyed.

Looking at the stream of praise, the orange cat suddenly felt a little annoyed.

These monsters are arrogant when they have an advantage, and cry when they are at a disadvantage.

They didn't even learn a single bit of the true essence of the Gou school.

Inadvertently, it caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar ID in the group.

Suddenly it occurred to me.

These past few days, all the demons in the group have been impatiently asking for countermeasures.

Only this demon remained silent, quietly dealing damage within the map.

The orange cat suddenly felt a pang of emotion.

Finally, there's a monster in the guild who's as mature, steady, and able to survive as I am!

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but click on the private chat option on the right.

Send a single character.

"exist?"

The other party did not reply immediately.

Instead, they gave a brief reply after some time had passed.

There is only one word.

"exist."

A sharp glint flashed in the orange cat's vertical pupils.