Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

Based on his past experience, if someone suddenly becomes overly attentive to him or apologizes to him, something bad will definitely happen afterward.

Moreover, if an adult man apologizes to him for no reason, it means either the other person is about to wrong him, or the other person has already wronged him!

Think back, isn't that the logic?

He Chen frowned and immediately asked in a solemn voice:

"Ichiro Sato, don't try to deceive the gods! Do you know what you did wrong?!"

He Chen didn't know what he had done wrong, but he was sure he could have gotten away with bluffing.

Even if there is no real wrongdoing, He Chen can make up one on the spot and then forgive the other party!

Huh?! Did I do something wrong again?!

Good heavens, I offended the gods last time and now I have incessant diarrhea, I almost died.

Now the deity is saying that he has done something wrong again!

Sato Ichiro was so frightened that his anus tightened, and then cold sweat instantly poured down his face, partly from fear and partly from pain!

Then, after a moment's thought, he quickly and eagerly responded:

"...Your Majesty! I know I was wrong! I will contact my family right away and preach to Your Majesty first thing tomorrow morning!"

"My God, please forgive my laziness! I just... just... just my butt hurt so much I wanted to rest! I'll never do it again!"

"Please forgive me!"

Ok?

He Chen raised an eyebrow.

After learning about Ichiro Sato's current situation, he actually planned to start again after three days of rest.

After all, although He Chen had never experienced the pain of Pi Yanzi's abrasions and tears, he could empathize with him to some extent and give him some time to rest.

But now that Sato Ichiro has put it this way, it feels like it would be a waste of his and Pi Yanzi's good intentions if I didn't agree.

(Pi Yanzi: You're so high and mighty, you think you're so great, but you're using my life to do me a favor!)

"I order you to begin your missionary work promptly at the normal opening time tomorrow! I will dispatch one of my priestesses to assist you then, and you must cooperate fully with her!"

"Yes! Yes! Deity, I will prepare the shrine and other items right away, and the promotional slogans will be prepared overnight!"

Sato Ichiro was filled with trepidation and could not respond quickly enough.

However, He Chen did not respond to his words.

Even the gods didn't expect it to start so soon; they weren't actually ready yet!

"Sigh, the believers are too enthusiastic!"

Chapter 122 The Event Begins

"My Lord, are we really going to hold this religious event so soon? Aren't you going to consider postponing it for another two days? I have no idea what the process will be like!"

"Oh, don't worry! You preached in the bathhouse before, and it went very smoothly. You finished it with ease!"

"Where was it easy! You have no idea, back then... well, anyway, it wasn't easy at all!"

Anzu Matsuori was woken up early by her alarm clock and is now putting on her shrine maiden outfit while talking to He Chen, who is floating in mid-air.

She used to wake up full of energy in the morning, but now she looks tired.

All of this was because He Chen, this deity, kept the little believer from sleeping well all night.

Before lunch that afternoon, they were saying things like, "This will happen later, so think about how to do it better in the meantime." All they had decided on at that time was a general idea.

And then, to my surprise, when she got back, he told her that it was officially starting first thing tomorrow morning!

"Since things have come to this, let's not think about it too much! At worst, I, the God, will put in more effort!"

"If no one believes me, I'll just unleash more of my luck; if anyone dares to cause trouble, I'll make them run to the toilet right there, uh, no, right now!"

"With my protection as a true god, I guarantee there won't be any problems!"

He Chen was quite assertive and responsible this time, and his words sounded very reliable.

but......

"But God, you don't even know what time the lottery shop opens!"

"Oh dear, I already found it online. Cough cough, don't worry about the details."

"Details?! My Lord, you've only told me three things!"

Anzu Matsuori put on the shrine maiden outfit she had been wearing over her clothes, and counted on her fingers with a mournful expression:

"Time: Tomorrow, oh, I should say today; Location: Sato family's lottery shop; Character: Shop owner Sato Ichiro. That's all!"

"Hehe, time, place, people, and events—look, it's perfect!"

"Come on, come on, put on your mask, let's go!"

A pure white fox mask covered Anzu Matsuori's mournful face.

Then, following the phone's navigation, the lottery shop, which was completely different from the first time they came, appeared before them.

Wow! This guy did a great job!

Goodness, He Chen originally thought that what Sato Ichiro was talking about was just a banner, two roll-up banners, and a simple shrine or even a miniature shrine.

But at this moment, the entire storefront has been decorated with content related to the themes of "God of the Toilet" and "Luck," and a complete set of WeChat shrines, including the torii gate, is being assembled!

"My lady, please have a seat here! The shrine has just opened and is not yet fully assembled, so please wait a moment."

Sato Ichiro was busy with his son when he saw Anzu Matsuori, dressed as a shrine maiden, arrive. He immediately bowed respectfully and greeted her before continuing his work.

The initially anxious young believer breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the professionally dressed attendees and the complete setup, from flyers to loudspeakers.

Although the shop owner was the one who had interrupted her preaching earlier, at this moment, Anzu Matsuori couldn't help but feel respect for this middle-aged man who was busy covering his buttocks.

Shop owner, thank you so much!

However, upon noticing that the shrine maiden, the "Goddess of the Bathhouse," was staring at him, Ichiro Sato immediately trembled with fear.

Then, gritting his teeth and making a firm decision, he lifted the hand that was covering his buttocks despite the pain and sped up his work!

"hiss?!"

The movement of her legs caused her buttocks to wiggle. Without the control of her hands, the fragile swallow immediately sent a warning through throbbing pain: Cover it quickly, or you will lose me!

However, upon noticing the shrine maiden still staring at him, Sato Ichiro only dared to slightly reduce his leg movements, but did not dare to stop at all to soothe his little swallow.

"Faster, faster..."

Sato Ichiro breathed heavily, urging his son to speed up his work.

Having been warned by the gods just last night, he was now on edge as the witch stared at him without moving.

Having endured eight days of diarrhea, he deeply understood how meticulous the gods were and how terrifying their power was.

If the deity becomes angry again, his diarrhea, which has just stopped, may flare up again!

An adult's understanding tells him:

If he works now, he will get a painful swallow skin.

If he holds on now, he might lose his own swallow skin!

It must hurt a lot!

But, my dear Yanzi, I'm protecting you!

Sato Ichiro fought back his tears!

"My lady, everything is ready."

After quickly completing the final preparations, Ichiro Sato came to report with slow, deliberate steps.

He and his son successfully completed the installation ten minutes ahead of schedule, even though there was still a full half hour before the actual opening time.

"Hey! Um, so what are your plans for the future?"

Anzu Matsuori, bewildered, watched as the Sato father and son completed the arrangement and inquired about the next steps.

"My lady, from now on, my son will take my place distributing the flyers. You..."

Sato Ichiro respectfully and carefully explained the subsequent arrangements.

Although Ichiro Sato had no experience in promoting religion or deities, he had organized quite a few regular events, and with his exposure to some religious activities, he was able to make a decent plan.

Xingnan Songzhi listened and nodded, while He Chen floated in the air, listening and nodding as well.

Both of them were very satisfied with Sato's professionalism.

Among them, Anzu Matsuori's satisfaction relieved Sato Ichiro, while He Chen's satisfaction directly acted on Sato's entire body in a divine way, making him more durable.

Don't ask why it doesn't target the anus specifically; the reason is that focusing on the anus of middle-aged men is strange and disgusting, and He Chen refuses.

From Sato Ichiro's perspective, it was as if after he told the shrine maiden about his plan and won her approval, his swallow, which was suffering from numerous injuries and could barely fly, suddenly became much more comfortable!

Sato Ichiro, who already held Anzu Matsuori in high esteem, immediately became even more respectful, his attitude almost like that of a son... no, no son these days is so filial to his father.

"My lady, it's time to open the shop. Shall we begin our missionary work now?"

"Phew~ Let's begin!"

"Hi!"

Sato Ichiro returned to the shop with a respectful and serious expression, and then, with a click, turned on the loudspeaker!

"Great news! Great news! Believe in the [God of the Bathroom] and you'll win the grand prize ticket! Today's special offer..."

Author's Note on Launching the Book (Related to Daily 10,000-Word Updates)

Tsk, this book, which you all call the kind that makes you think of a toilet the moment you see it, is finally going to be available.

What does this mean? It roughly means that public restrooms are starting to charge a fee?

In short, after two months of hard work generating electricity, I can finally start making money, sob sob sob!

This last month, I went through so much. I traveled to three cities, moved four times, and after being quarantined, I even saw the red, yellow, and green health codes. It was really tough. I was completely exhausted, both physically and mentally.

For example, I once moved from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, and not only were the two buildings not the same, but they were also both walk-up buildings!

This isn't a joke; this is a tragic life, sigh.