Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

It's utterly baffling that such a helpful god like him couldn't find a place to go and offer assistance.

These young women are really something. They would even be happy to ask for something like a skin rejuvenation treatment or a massage. Even if he doesn't necessarily do it, let's try to figure it out together!

With the ability to restore divine favor, although he can't actually do it yet, if they have good figures, he could certainly grant them a bathing blessing so they can have a comfortable, refreshing, and moisturizing bath!

Don't assume that just because they are followers recruited by public bathhouses, they are all middle-aged women in terms of appearance and figure.

The very first group of believers were indeed like that, but among the new believers who came afterward, there were quite a few beautiful and well-proportioned ladies.

"Sigh, we need to find a way to unlock their potential in this area."

He Chen sighed in regret.

Aside from the young women—oops, I mean the customers of the public bathhouses—the remaining, negligible requests were what the delinquents prayed for.

"Bad boy," those who know, know. He was physically subdued by Anno Yuzuki, the number one henchman under He Chen, known as the "Ore-gen Witch."

Most of them treat prayer as just a daily homework assignment, doing it perfunctorily and without any emotion.

The very few delinquents who actually prayed to him either prayed for his death or begged him to stop bullying them and to let the female delinquents die.

He Chen hadn't paid attention to the prayers before, and he really didn't know that so many of the believers in this group harbored such deep resentment.

That definitely won't work.

After all, how can it be acceptable for believers to harbor resentment towards the messengers of the gods, or even towards the gods themselves?

This has to be solved!

"Takagi Masashi, Imai Akiji, Chiba..."

He Chen categorized those who had opinions about him, as well as those under his command, e, thugs? No, no, let's call them... missionaries.

Well, and the negative opinions about his top missionary, Anno Yuzuki, were recorded in two batches. Then, using the little believer's phone, these two lists were sent to Anno Yuzuki.

And tell her what each person on the two lists was thinking.

"Yes, professional matters should be left to professionals!"

"If Anno Yuzuki handles this matter well, then I will also cast the [Divine Blessing] on her."

Don't ask why He Chen didn't bless Anno Yuzuki, who had already helped him gain so many followers, but blessed Ono Harina, whom he had only met twice.

The problem is that these two blessings are indeed a bit weak, and the temporary blessing of "divine intervention" is so useful that he himself forgot that these two blessings can also be given to other believers.

Oh dear, they say that important people are forgetful. It's not unusual for gods to occasionally forget what abilities they have!

Doesn't that make a lot of sense?

"Please! Lord [God of the Washroom], please forgive me! I shouldn't have disturbed your believers' preaching, I'm willing to apologize! Please let my stomach stop, if it doesn't stop, waah, I'll have to get a new artificial swallow skin!"

pray?

And... he's a new believer?

Which one is this?

"Important people often forget things - God version" - He Chen curiously followed the line of faith and looked over.

Chapter 119 You are...

Just by listening to the prayer, He Chen couldn't quite place who was praying, but when he used [Divine Inspection] to directly appear before the praying believer...

guess what?

He still didn't recognize him!

Ahem, just kidding, just kidding.

As a deity, his memory was absolutely photographic (he could recall things, but not necessarily in everyday life). Upon seeing the middle-aged man's face on the hospital bed, he immediately remembered who the man was!

He was the shop owner who had excitedly gone to the lottery booth to preach when He Chen and Anzu Matsuori first entered society, and ended up interrupting the young believer's preaching!

He Chen naturally understood why the other party was in such a miserable state.

Back then, to vent his anger for his own followers and to avenge the thwarted spread of his faith, he directly placed a [Divine Curse] on the shop owner, a curse on par with [Divine Blessing]! (Chapters 58-61)

Tsk, judging by the time, it's been more than a week since the curse was issued on the day the holiday started.

When the curse first took effect, the shop owner was still doing business inside the shop, but now...

Looking at the shop owner on the hospital bed, dressed in a hospital gown and adult diapers, looking ten years older and having lost ten pounds, He Chen curled his lips.

He felt no sympathy whatsoever for the shop owner; his only thought was: "So your name is Sato Ichiro? No wonder the shop is called Sato's Lottery Shop!"

Weren't you all so arrogant when you were trying to stop me? Why are you acting so weak now?

What are you thinking, obstructing believers from spreading the faith of God!

"God of the Washroom, please remove the curse from my body! I truly know my mistake! I repent, I..."

Unaware that the deity he was praying to had already appeared beside him, the shop owner knelt on the hospital bed, muttering in a very devout and painful manner, his mouth full of so-called proof of his repentance.

What? They've corrected some of their previous shady practices; they won't trick children into buying scratch cards anymore, and so on—all sorts of past business mistakes.

These are just minor corrections, specifically to errors made by Japan, so He Chen won't react to them.

But then he added that he released over two thousand small fish that nibble on toenails and eat skin off feet...

Small fish that eat foot skin?!

More than two thousand were released?!

"This, really is... me, this."

He Chen was so stunned by those words that he was speechless.

The washroom and the pedicure fish that eat foot skin—these two things seem, perhaps, to be somewhat related.

Or perhaps this little fish is the only animal that can live normally in a bathroom?

But damn it, releasing these little fish back into the wild—is that a solution a normal person could come up with?!

In addition to this:

"My God, if you can stop my diarrhea and stop my random vomiting every day, I will definitely set up a shrine to you in the lottery shop and tell everyone who comes to the lottery that you control luck!"

Ok?

Worship a shrine?

He's proclaiming to everyone that he controls luck?!

He Chen looked at Sato Ichiro with surprise.

He didn't want to pay attention to this despicable shop owner, but he had to admit that what Sato Ichiro said really hit the nail on the head regarding what He Chen cared about.

What does He Chen need most right now?

Is it for fun?

Yes, but not entirely.

As a deity, what he needs most are believers.

As a god who has always wanted to change his name, he also needs the recognition of his believers or new believers.

Although He Chen had a bad impression of the shop owner, his lottery shop at the street corner had a really high foot traffic.

That's why the young believer wanted to promote the lottery shop back then.

If a lottery shop with such high foot traffic helps him with promotion, or even organizes some activities to cooperate with proselytizing, such as announcing faith in a deity and giving away another free lottery draw, etc.

The growth rate of He Chen's followers in this area is definitely greater than that of Anzu Matsuori and Anno Yuzuki combined!

After all, taking a shower takes fifteen minutes, and you only fight once or twice a day, but there are countless people participating in the lottery!

So, how do you put it?

He Chen was tempted.

"...And I will also release small fish into the wild every month, no, every week, and I will make sure to release them in an environment where they can live normally!"

"My God, please spare my life! I truly know I was wrong!"

The shop owner, Ichiro Sato, continued his prayers, or rather, his pleas.

The common people will not fight against the officials, and people will not fight against the gods.

Although He Chen at that time, or even now, can only be considered a divine baby, and a divine baby whose domain of control is rather awkward.

However, his curse is truly unbearable for people.

Everyone was asleep when Pi Yanzi woke up and vomited; while people were talking, Pi Yanzi started working on her own; while people were eating, Pi Yanzi decided to make room...

Even if a person can endure such a thing by wearing diapers and receiving intravenous fluids, the unruly swallow itself cannot withstand it!

As the saying goes, even the coldest man has a warm heart beneath his skin.

Similarly, even the strongest man has a fragile skin.

Every day, there's constant rubbing, even though most of it is against water. If this rubbing continues, this middle-aged man named Sato Ichiro will have to replace his artificial leather swallow with a new one!

"E, let's see how it goes. Don't cancel the curse yet. If he changes his mind after the diarrhea stops, or if he's not as cooperative as he promised, then we'll let him continue having diarrhea as appropriate."

After some deliberation, He Chen decided to give face to the believers the lottery shop could bring and temporarily circumvent Sato Ichiro this time.

However, it was also the kind of circumvention that resulted in being placed on probation at the school.

Just then, a surge of divine power flashed within Sato Ichiro's body, signaling the start of another bout of diarrhea. He Chen then activated his mind, temporarily halting the curse.

At this point, one would definitely have to directly use divine communication to convey one's meaning.

After careful consideration and several practice sessions, He Chen transmitted his thoughts to Sato Ichiro in a cold and ruthless voice:

"Remember what you promised. The punishment is temporarily suspended. If you repeat the offense, or attempt to deceive the gods, the curse will never end, and your descendants will suffer the same fate!"

The majestic and mystical voice caused Sato Ichiro's expression to change instantly as he was praying again.

However, after hearing the contents of the words clearly, he couldn't help but show a face full of joy!

Sato Ichiro completely ignored the punishments that would bring misfortune to his descendants; his attention was entirely focused on the first sentence!

The punishment for diarrhea must be temporarily suspended!

"Long live the great [God of the Bathroom]!!!"

Chapter 120 What kind of peculiar fetish is this?