Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

Is there really no better way?!

Do not!

Dear Comrade, how can we give up at such a crucial moment?!

When you encounter a problem, you must solve it!

Anzu Matsuori's eyes were resolute!

"...There's another way, a sure way to win!"

Just as she immediately came up with a solution after being chased on the road before, she has now come up with a solution as well!

That is......

"God, save me! I am Anzu Matsuori, and I really can't poop anymore! Please grant me strength!"

Yes, as the old saying goes: do your own thing.

However, this matter is clearly the God's own business!

Anzu Matsuori endured such hardship and struggle in the toilet with no hope of progress, wasn't it all in the hope of helping the gods improve their control over their luck?

The increase in luck was indeed very useful for both her and the deity!

Therefore, shouldn't she and the deity complete this task together?!

Thinking about all this, and feeling the weakness and exhaustion in her body, Anzu Matsuori became even more determined: only the [God of the Washroom] could cure her constipation!

'My God! Help me, I...'

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Gods Grant You Power

[“My God, please help me! I am Anzu Matsuori, and I really can’t poop anymore. I have no strength at all. Please grant me strength!”]

[“My God, hurry! I’m completely exhausted in the bathroom, please help me…”]

【"......"

......

He Chen was stunned and lost in thought.

He Chen lay back in mid-air, contemplating life.

"I never expected that, despite all my precautions, it would turn out to be my first believer who made such a request to me..."

At this moment, He Chen sighed blankly, as calm as a guy who had just finished his business and was arrested by the police, both wise and down on his luck.

From the beginning, he had been thinking that he must not let believers pray in this direction, so as to prevent himself from becoming the replacement of the proctology department in the hearts of some believers.

To this end, he made various efforts, even giving Anzu Matsuori benefits time and time again in exchange for her paying attention to guiding the publicity.

However, I never imagined that something so fated would happen.

The believer who gave her strength when she prayed to him for constipation turned out to be his first believer, Anzu Matsuori!

"I guess this is life..."

"On the bright side, at least this time it wasn't other believers praying, which means that only my little believers would come to me for everything."

He Chen tried his best to comfort himself.

Whether it's because believers feel the deity is so mysterious that they shouldn't disturb him casually, or because they feel the deity doesn't have a medical license and therefore don't trust the "God of the Washroom" to get involved in this matter.

At least so far, no teenagers have come to him with problems related to proctology or urology.

As long as believers don't generally believe that the "God of the Washroom" can easily and quickly resolve constipation and diarrhea, then everything is fine.

......

"My God, are you there?! Please hear my prayers!"

While He Chen was lost in thought, Anzu Matsuori's shouts came directly from the direction of the restroom, instantly waking He Chen from his contemplation of life.

Well, I have to say, it's good that the gods live in your home; they can directly remind you if your prayers aren't processed in time.

Good heavens, is this some kind of urgency to get the gods to work?

Whose followers are so incredibly powerful?!

Do you even know who the gods are?

[“My God, please help me! I really can’t pull it anymore!”]

"My God, please~ please~ please~ help your most adorable believer, Anzu Matsuori~!"

"..."

Good grief, you, Anzu Matsuori, who is usually so carefree, straightforward, and cheerful, have this side to you in private?!

Do you think this can be forgiven with just a little coaxing?!

[“God brother~ [God of the Washroom] brother!~ Please~ You're the best, I really have no strength left! Okay~”]

"...Okay, I'll help you."

Don't ask He Chen why he agreed to help; the answer is that it's just that his devoted followers' sweet talk is hard to resist.

Don't ask He Chen why he still needs to use [Divine Voice Transmission] at this distance; the answer is simply that he's too tired to talk.

Opening his system panel, He Chen began searching for the appropriate ability to solve his current problem.

Hmm, [Divine Skill]; hmm, [Divine Curse]...

"A curse from the gods?"

For a fleeting moment, he did think of letting the young believer experience the pain of diarrhea again, so that she would know that what is more painful than constipation is the moment of relief followed by diarrhea.

As the old saying goes, what's worse than going to the toilet and finding it empty is having to be cleaned by a cleaning lady before you can go back in.

But in the end, thinking of the man who sprayed water all over his body like a Magikarp using Splash, he softened.

Even if believers are unrighteous, one cannot be unjust oneself, can one?

If a believer's small body isn't properly controlled and the force is released, wouldn't they just spiral upwards into the sky?

Let's play it safe. Since the believer wants power, let's give her power!

Do things yourself, give Xingnan Songzhi strength, and let her exert her own efforts!

bass!

A divine power, flowing along the thickest line of faith, passed from He Chen to Xing Nan Songzhi, and then swiftly empowered her.

Anzu Matsuori instantly felt a surge of power within her!

"what???"

Anzu Matsuori was completely dumbfounded.

So, the gods really only gave her power?! And all of it?!

"Hi~!"

Hearing the noise, Anzu Matsuori looked down at the source of the sound, and unconsciously tore the tissue paper in her hand!

At the same time, as I sat down forcefully, the toilet seemed to emit a slight yet resolute cracking sound.

Anzu Matsuori glanced at the toilet, then at herself, and silently assumed a horse stance.

......

Staring at the toilet paper, Anzu Matsuori felt her thoughts momentarily drift into a state of confusion.

Yes, she prayed to the gods for power, and then the gods granted her power; they truly grant every wish...

What the hell!

She clearly wanted things to go smoothly!

"My Lord! You've got it wrong! I'm constipated, I'm constipated! Just let me relieve myself!"

Anzu Matsuori firmly believes that while the gods may lack abilities in other areas, they certainly have no problem with issues such as constipation and diarrhea, broken water pipes, water heater repairs, and electric heating.

The answer is that the deity's name is the [God of the Washroom]!

If that's the case, why give her so much effort when she's constipated?!

In her haste, she almost broke the toilet!

However, there is no doubt that this wave of prayers received no response from the gods.

"Whoo~"

Anzu Matsuori tightened her stance and closed her eyes!

"Mmm~! Mmm!!!"

Under such immense force, even the backlash was clearly causing the object to tremble.

"Whew~ Again!"

She opened her eyes, a resolute gaze filling Anzu Matsuori's eyes, and then, with renewed force!

"Mmm!!! Mmm~!!!!"

At this moment, Anzu Matsuori seemed to concentrate all her divine power in one place, exerting herself intensely, causing her whole body to tremble slightly.

Before this divine power concentrated in one place, what is mere constipation?!

"Open it for me!!!"

"what!!!!"

With a low growl, the mysterious force that had been blocking the vital points was forcibly broken open!

"Oh!"

"Splash!"

With a loud bang, the unfinished task was completely completed.

At the same time, the power bestowed by the gods also disappeared just as perfectly.

......

"Splash, splash~~"