Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

Having just experienced a clash with the Wild Dogs, the Yakuza followers were now imposing and menacing, and all passersby instinctively made way for them, displaying their overwhelming dominance.

If someone observes them closely, passersby can see fresh bloodstains on the seams of the knife handles in their hands, or on the edges and corners of their clothes.

This is clearly a yakuza team that has just seen blood!

With dozens of such ruthless gangsters in power, even a single police officer or a small team dared not confront them head-on!

And it was precisely these fierce-looking Yakuza who all followed neatly behind Anzu Matsuori.

Even more so, these burly, fierce, and arrogant Yakuza deliberately controlled their pace and speed, making sure they followed Anzu Matsuori's movements exactly, always maintaining a distance from her, just like her followers!

hiss~!

"xi......glug~"

Teacher Qiao Zuo had barely uttered a sound when she forcibly swallowed it back!

With her excellent eyesight, she saw Anzu Matsuori and immediately noticed the bloodstains on the Yakuza knives. Fear instantly filled her mind, making her too afraid to move for a moment.

Anzu Matsuori?!

That's Anami Matsuori?!

The leader of so many fierce Yakuza was actually Anzu Matsuori, who was usually well-behaved in class?!

So, the Anzu Matsuori family is actually a ruthless, high-ranking yakuza family?!

Teacher Qiao Zuo stood there, stunned, his mind filled with images of his past interactions with Anzu Matsuori.

Whenever she recalls the scene of criticizing or punishing Anzu Matsuori, she can't help but tremble.

Especially when she thought about how Anzu Matsuori had been sleeping in class this semester, and how she had repeatedly criticized her and even made Anzu Matsuori stand up to listen to the lesson, she was so scared that her teeth were chattering!

"Teacher Qiao Zuo, Teacher Qiao Zuo?! What's wrong?! Are you suffering from heatstroke?!"

"Teacher Qiao Zuo, can you hear me?! Do you have any medicine on you?!"

"Should we move Professor Qiao Zuo to a shady spot?!"

......

Teacher Qiao's sudden falling behind quickly attracted the attention of the other teachers.

Seeing that Teacher Qiao Zuo was trembling all over and her face was deathly pale, the other teachers were all frightened. They thought she had suddenly fallen ill and rushed back to protect her.

Startled by the words of the other teachers, Teacher Qiao Zuo finally recovered from her stunned state of fear.

Ignoring the concerned questions from others, she carefully extended her finger, then instantly clenched it into a fist, her arm trembling as she pointed to the side:

"Over there, over there... isn't that Anzu Matsuori?!"

Hearing what Ms. Qiao said, the other teachers immediately looked in the direction she was pointing with her arm.

Then, with no passersby daring to block their view, Anzu Matsuori and her group immediately filled the gazes of all the teachers looking in that direction.

"Hi~!"

"Wow! What a grand scene! Is this some kind of Yakuza heiress on an inspection tour?!"

"Wow! Oh my god! This is too..."

......

All the teachers who were watching gasped in astonishment at the awe-inspiring scene before them.

However, there wasn't much fear on their faces.

They didn't quite hear what Ms. Qiao Zuo was saying because her voice was soft and trembling.

Except for Shinohara-sensei!

As the teacher in Anzu Matsuori's class, responsible for managing all class affairs, although she didn't interact with the students as often as the subject teachers, how could she not remember or recognize Anzu Matsuori, this outstanding and beautiful girl in the class?!

With just one glance, her gaze was fixed solely on Anzu Matsuori!

At a glance.

Two eyes.

three eyes.

"Hiss! That's Anzu Matsuori?!"

After staring at Anzu Matsuori for several moments, Shinohara-sensei was so surprised that she couldn't help but exclaim!

Then, under the horrified gaze of Teacher Qiao Zuo...

Anzu Matsuori looked over!

Chapter 290 Anzu Matsuori's Horrified Momiji

Hearing her own name faintly, Anzu Matsuori couldn't help but turn her head and look in the direction from which the sound came.

Her expression, which had been calm and composed, was instantly filled with surprise.

She never expected to run into her teacher on the street.

Her instinct as a good student immediately made her want to go up and greet the teacher. However, before she could even shout, when she looked behind her with the shocked gazes of the other teachers, Anzu Matsuori's eyes widened in shock!

"Teacher...?!"

hiss!

Done! ! !

She completely forgot that she was being followed by eighty Yakuza yakuza who had just finished killing people!

As Anzu Matsuori turned around, she clearly saw eighty fierce Yakuza behind her stop and bow their heads respectfully!

Done! ! !

She wanted to say that she just happened to be traveling the same route as these Yakuza, but that was impossible!

Anzu Matsuori's mind went completely blank for a moment!

What to do?! What to do?!

He said he was just doing a summer job?

But... look at these respectful Yakuza behind her, is she part-time as the head of a yakuza organization?!

No one would believe that if I said that!

So, are you saying that the eighty subordinates behind him are actually kind-hearted people with fierce appearances? Are you saying they are doing good deeds?

The instant this thought crossed her mind, Anzu Matsuori noticed the bloodstains on the hilts of the Yakuza followers' swords behind her...

What to do? What to do?!

Just a second ago she was thinking about how to destroy an extreme organization. After destroying the extreme organization, besides the God's method, were there any other ways to solve the problem?

Why did all her teachers suddenly appear around her the next second?!

Is this reasonable? !

So, when you're leading a large group of Yakuza out to unify the entire district's Yakuza organization, what should you do if you suddenly run into your own teacher on the road?!

Anzu Matsuori's mind was overflowing with a thousand complaints and shock!

......

Although Anzu Matsuori's thoughts were surging like a tidal wave, her outward expression remained as steady as ever.

Anzu Matsuori's delicate face was slightly furrowed, her eyes fixed on the group of teachers. Apart from a slight surprise, her expression showed no other emotion.

Staring at them by Anami Matsuori, who was leading eighty fierce Yakuza, all the teachers in the group became increasingly stiff, to the point that they dared not move.

"Plop! Um...why is that girl staring at us? Does anyone know her?"

Standing slightly behind and blocked by others, the teacher from another class swallowed hard, moved her lips slightly, and asked cautiously and quietly.

"She, she is the Anzu Matsuori we were talking about before!"

"Anami Matsuori? Which Anami Matsuori?!"

"Hiss~! Is that Anzu Matsuori who got first place in the grade this time?!"

......

When the teachers learned of this, they couldn't help but feel agitated.

Although they had only exchanged a few words, they immediately fell silent under Anzu Matsuori's gaze.

However, by this time, they all knew that the girl who was leading a large group of Yakuza across the street and who seemed to have just attacked someone was a student from their school, and the girl who had just gotten first place in the grade in Class 3 of the second year of high school!

As a result, the teachers' expressions immediately changed from surprise and bewilderment when they were first stopped to a mixture of astonishment and curiosity.

Anzu Matsuori, who had been watching the teachers intently, saw the change in their expressions after the slight commotion. Her heart, which was already wavering between lows and lows, immediately sank to its lowest point.

They definitely know who they are!

The teachers are definitely going to find out that Anzu Matsuori is the head of a yakuza organization!

"that......"

Anzu Matsuori couldn't help but speak.

Upon hearing her speak, the teachers immediately focused their attention and listened intently, just like the most obedient students.

Passersby who were frightened by the scene and took a detour also stopped at a safe distance, ready to watch the dangerous and exciting spectacle from the safest possible spot.

"Teachers, do you know who I am?"

With trepidation in her heart, Anzu Matsuori asked slowly.

As soon as she asked the question, the teachers, who had been staring at her for a while without daring to move, immediately started scrambling to respond in a chaotic mess:

"I know, I know!"

"No, no! We know nothing!"

"Huh?! I, I, do I know?!"

......

Some teachers excitedly shouted that they knew, while others fearfully and wisely shouted that they didn't know. The remaining teachers were bewildered and didn't know whether to say they knew or not.

Seeing the teachers' expressions and hearing their answers, Anzu Matsuori's heart finally settled down.