I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

"My lord, our organization truly has no more demons!"

Shiraki Shun fell silent.

After the eight-legged demon confirmed one by one, all members of this demon organization were present.

However, apart from it, everyone else had already happily gone to the underworld.

It seems like I've directly destroyed a monster's hideout?

Ok? ? ?

really?

Shiraki Shun has a kind of unrealistic feeling about him.

Isn't it said that monsters are dangerous, cunning, and difficult to deal with?

What's dangerous about this?

What's so scary about it?

They take pictures of everyone who comes in, and then that's it?

Are you kidding me?

Shiraki Shun sensed it in his mind.

It seems I have a great misunderstanding about the power of monsters.

Apparition

It doesn't seem that scary?

Looking back now, even the strongest of the demons, the green-skinned monk, didn't have more than 600 points of demonic power.

At that time, Shiraki Shun thought that it played a minor role in this monster organization, acting as a scout to report information.

Unexpectedly, he's the leader of the organization?

Are you kidding me?

Now, two interpretations came to Shiraki Jun's mind.

Or perhaps this monster organization is a very weak one.

Either

Am I actually very strong?

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun asked in a deep voice.

"What level is your leader among the monsters?"

The eight-legged demon hesitated and said, "I don't know the boss's true strength either."

Seeing Bai Mujun frown slightly, it quickly added, "But I know that you are an A-level monster, boss."

"A-rank monster?"

These words sounded somewhat familiar to Shiramu Jun.

The mirror demon said the same thing yesterday.

Are both monsters A-rank?

It seems that Grade A is quite common.

"Yes, we monsters are now divided into five levels, from D-level to S-level, with each level becoming stronger," the eight-legged demon explained cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Shiramu Jun asked with some confusion.

"So what level are you? You two don't seem to be that far apart."

Under Bai Mujun's all-seeing perspective, the spider demon in front of him also had more than fifty points of demonic power.

Six hundred points and fifty points.

Indeed, there isn't much difference.

"I'm just a lowly C-rank. Compared to the boss, I'm nothing, nothing at all," the eight-legged demon said with a fawning smile.

It was already somewhat on the verge of collapse, its sharp claws piercing holes in the ground.

Damn human, he's fishing!

How could I possibly be not much different from the boss?

They're at least three hundred years behind in demonic power!

This priest must be making excuses to get rid of me!

Stay calm, stay calm!

We can't let him find a weakness!

Shiramu Jun paused for two seconds, then asked again.

"What exactly are you doing tonight?"

The eight-legged demon was startled, and then tremblingly pulled out a completely black sculpted doll from its bosom.

No more than half an inch in size, it is carved into the image of a chubby baby, as if it is chuckling.

"My lord, it's all for this." It respectfully presented the sculpture to Shiramu Jun.

"What is this?" Bai Mujun didn't reach out to take it, but just looked at it with some surprise.

"This is a Japanese mother and baby. Placing it in a dark place can attract nearby spirits. The baby will parasitize them and absorb their yin energy until it matures, at which point we will collect it."

"After the Japanese mothers and babies matured, they were all collected and handed over to our boss."

"As for where they ended up, no demon knows."

Bai Mujun stared at the sculpture in the palm of the eight-legged demon.

The baby carved on it is so lifelike that, surrounded by layers of gloomy mist, it seems as if it is about to open its eyes.

This small sculpture is shrouded in resentment and gloom, enough to fill at least fifty people.

It is a rather sinister item.

"Did you guys create this yourself?" Bai Mujun asked thoughtfully.

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with us. These were all traded between our boss and other monsters." The eight-legged demon hurriedly waved his hands.

"Other monsters?" Shiramu Jun was taken aback.

I thought the monsters in Meguro Ward were all the monsters lurking in Tokyo.

According to the eight-legged demon, there are other monsters in Tokyo?

"Then, what do you know about other monsters?"

The eight-legged demon was somewhat embarrassed: "Well, I don't know. Our boss gave strict orders that we're not allowed to leave Meguro Ward, so there hasn't been much communication."

Are we not allowed to leave Meguro Ward?

Why is this again?

Is it due to a strong sense of territory, or some other reason?

Seeing Shiramu Jun deep in thought, the eight-legged demon said ingratiatingly.

"Sir, is there anything else you would like to ask?"

After a moment's thought, Shiramu Jun continued to ask.

"Ten years ago, a major fire occurred in Tokyo. Do you know anything about that?"

"Even the younger one doesn't know."

"The younger one moved from Kyoto to Tokyo seven years ago. I really don't know anything about what happened ten years ago."

Shiraki Shun nodded, a gentle smile appearing on his face.

"In that case, you only need to answer one last question before you can leave."

Upon hearing this, the eight-legged demon's face was filled with excitement. It immediately held its breath and waited.

Shiraki Jun asked with a smile.

"Please listen to the question, Your Excellency."

"May I ask, sir, have you ever eaten a human?"

Chapter Forty-Seven: One More Permanent Resident in the Underworld

Suginami Ward, Tokyo.

Inside a high-end apartment building.

In the bathroom, Kokonoe Reina tested the water temperature with her hand before slowly soaking into the bathtub, stretching out her body.

The rising steam and the gradually blurring vision calmed Reina Kokonoe somewhat.

What happened today is simply unbelievable.

She told Yuri that she saw Shiraki-san in the mirror.

The dialogue is as romantic as a shoujo manga.

But only Kokonoe Reina herself knew that the point of that sentence was not "seeing Shiraki-san".

It's not so much "you are in the mirror"!

She gently closed her eyes, but what appeared before her was her own face in the mirror, gradually twisting and contorting into a grotesque grimace, and a suddenly extending, transparent arm.

The increasingly clear images made it hard for Kokonoe Reina to believe that it was an illusion.

It felt as if they had truly experienced this scene.

Has a monster appeared in the mirror of the academy's legend?

Thinking of this, Kokonoe Reina felt a little scared. She opened her eyes, hugged her legs, and slid into the bathtub.

Her parents were both working overtime at the company this week, and the house was empty.

Although the apartment is in a high-end residential area with very comprehensive security measures, I still felt somewhat uneasy.