Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

"Huh? What are you saying... Ah?!"

"what!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The moment the leader was reminded and looked down at himself, his initial swagger turned into a terrified scream!

"Kneel down!"

---Aside---

Happy 5.20! I'm going with my girlfriend!

Chapter 173 I'm Not Some Evil God

No one could remain steadfast under such circumstances unless he had already become a eunuch.

Although yakuza members may be violent, even ruthless, cunning, and cruel, they are not truly fearless.

Where are the true heroes in this kind of business?

After being subjected to such extreme intimidation by He Chen, the remaining people not only knelt down on the spot and shouted words of surrender, but their entire demeanor visibly collapsed.

Tsk, in Japan where the culture of shame is prevalent, anyone with a weak mental fortitude could really die.

"From now on, with one day remaining, transform the Water World Bath Center into the chapel of the [God of the Bathhouse]!"

He Chen issued another order.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room sprang into action.

Although He Chen only punished a small number of people... including the Yakuza who had their skin rubbed off, the number was not small.

In short, He Chen's second wave of clearly demonstrated punishment thoroughly shocked all the Yakuza present.

To cut flowers for one's own brother! Is this something a human being would think of or do?

If they don't hurry up and build a church for this evil god as required, they might all wither away!

"Quick, get moving! Keep up, keep up!"

"Damn it, where's the address? Can someone from the Futaba Society show me the way?!"

"Cars! People of the Futaba Society, get your cars running right now!"

......

As it turned out, there was no need for a death threat; a simple threat of withering flowers was enough to mobilize all the Yakuza.

They could quickly take action on their own, without He Chen needing to tell them how to lead the way, find a vehicle, or contact construction workers.

Moreover, throughout the entire process, no one was idle, and no one disobeyed.

Tsk, what a perfect tool for believers.

"It's a pity we can't do this often."

He Chen uttered words that sounded like those of an evil god, shook his head, and looked quite regretful.

After all, if the other side resists and puts up a stubborn resistance, a little extreme action will make our Yakuza fearful, but not too afraid.

But if He Chen were to pull this stunt every now and then, even if they were terrified, they would be too scared to do anything or would try every means to escape—even though they would never be able to escape.

After confirming that all Yakuza believers had mobilized and were doing everything they could to recruit people for the "temple's" renovations, He Chen felt reassured and headed towards his own group of believers.

Anyway, these people need time to get to the bathhouse—oops, I mean the church.

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"So that's how it is, I'll soon have my own church!"

"So, my Pope, would you like to be the general manager of my church? Once the renovations are complete, my church will still operate as a bathhouse!"

Upon returning, He Chen briefly explained the situation to his little believer in a way that was roughly accurate and did not significantly affect the actual circumstances. He also helped the little believer pull up the suspenders that had slipped off his shoulders.

The reason He Chen needed to take action was because Xing Nan Songzhi was completely dumbfounded after hearing the god's words.

Good heavens, although He Chen has tried to cover it up and be tactful, the main target is his carving of his little brother.

He had basically told his little believer the truth about how the seventeen witches, along with the Yakuza and the police, had teamed up to fight the bad guys.

So let's look at the church from Anzu Matsuori's perspective!

First, the deities worshipped.

She is an unreliable, faith-trap, and extremely absurd person who always manages to do something unexpected.

Then, the shrine maiden.

They were a group of girls who had just become priestesses and, on the very day they took control of the surrounding area, led both the legitimate and illegitimate factions to unify it!

Yes, from Anzu Matsuori's perspective, what kind of punishment for evil and promotion of good is this? It's clearly a case of the wicked eating the wicked! And it's an extremely blatant case of the wicked eating the wicked!

Finally, the believers.

Among the known believers, besides a few students and bathhouse customers, what are the rest? Bad guys, Yakuza!

This isn't a church dedicated to God, it's practically a criminal gang!

"Ahem, well, just a reminder, the main part of my followers are actually those who participated in the lottery. Of course, the main part of the true believers is indeed the Yakuza."

He Chen, who could clearly hear the believers' inner complaints, kindly corrected the young believers' complaints.

"..."

Anzu Matsuori's gaze was fixed intently on He Chen.

Faced with a god who never refuted the fact that she was an unreliable deity, and who never denied that his priestesses' main job was to double-cross her, she felt her life was utterly hopeless.

"My Lord God, am I about to go to jail? At this rate, I feel that we are not far from being wanted by the Church of the God of the Washroom."

Despite being a high school student who had only been on vacation for a little over half a month, Anzu Matsuori already had to worry about whether she would be wanted by the police or be warned by FBL. She felt that her life was truly a wasteland.

Seeing his little follower so frightened by the message he sent, He Chen felt a mix of schadenfreude and a tiny bit of guilt. So, he patted Anzu Matsuori's hair and comforted her:

"Don't worry, it definitely won't happen, you have to believe me!"

When He Chen got to this point, Anzu Matsuori clearly gave him a distrustful look.

He Chen's expression remained unchanged; he simply continued his story:

"I may not be able to guarantee that I won't do anything bad, but I can make sure that I can take care of them before they issue an arrest warrant!"

"Ah, um, uh..."

Anzu Matsuori's eyes widened, her pupils dilated, and she was speechless for a moment.

How can someone talk about not being able to control themselves so openly and honestly?!

And the solution to being wanted is to eliminate the person who gave the order?!

Ironically, she genuinely felt that the gods could solve the problem in this way!

......

After teasing his own followers, He Chen felt it was about time, so he naturally and ruthlessly rushed to the side of the Yakuza.

It's unclear whether these two groups of yakuza members raced cars during their journey, but at this moment, they had all indeed arrived at the bathhouse.

Moreover, people have already sent the necessary supplies and decorations here.

Seeing the Yakuza members, sweating profusely and with their legs spread wide, determined to serve him, He Chen felt quite gratified.

Looking at the panel, wow, sure enough, they've all become devout believers!

---Aside---

Well, I have some bad news to share: I've been banned from commenting in my own comment section for a month now, and I can't reply or post comments.

Oh, that's terrible!

Could you please give a tiny bit of money to comfort the poor, miserable author? Waaaaah!

Chapter 174 The Church is Officially Completed

Yes, given the deadline set by He Chen, even the toughest guys had no choice but to drag their bodies, which were barely recognizable, to work hard.

They didn't even have time to change their pants.

Tsk.

However, it must be said that the presence of these tough guys has a powerful stimulating effect on other Yakuza.

Anyone who glances at the tough guy in the front row while working will immediately receive a 50% increase in work efficiency.

Although the tough guys themselves couldn't do much work due to injuries to specific parts of their bodies, their positive and facilitating role was quite significant.

Huh? So, in that case, their role is basically that of programmer cheerleaders?

While reviewing the Yakuza's work efficiency, He Chen also considered his specific ideas for renovating the church more carefully.

"Here, um, let's add a deity statue here! If there's no time, let's make a shrine tablet first!"

"Service philosophy? This is the perfect place to print my clergy!"

"Hmm...should I print my little believer's picture here?"

......

Although nothing about He Chen has been put up yet, including statues, plaques, and signs, all of which are still in urgent production, this bathhouse currently has absolutely nothing to do with He Chen.

However, He Chen walking in the bathhouse was like a god walking in his kingdom.

With a leisurely stroll and an air of authority, he meticulously compiled his suggestions for revisions, one by one, and then memorized them in his divine memory.

In his mind, the entire bathhouse appeared clearly.

After he had fully organized and coordinated the details of the bathhouse's transformation into a church, he broke them down into pieces and simultaneously transmitted them to the minds of the Yakuza present.

Of course, He Chen also sent a complete copy to Aso Shingo's mind, and telepathically instructed him to ensure the setup was complete.

Considering that it is indeed nighttime, it is difficult to prepare personnel and materials, and the renovation period is only one day, the changes proposed by He Chen are not actually that many.

In his view, let alone a day, as long as the materials are in place, half a day is enough to get it done.

so......

If these yakuza followers fail to complete the mission within the stipulated time, then continuing to engage in destructive activities would not only be a sign of He Chen's tyranny!