Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

On the one hand, judging from the effect on the scene, the [God of the Washroom] has obviously gained a lot of believers, and his swallow skin is definitely safe and sound.

On the other hand, such a lucky effect is not only a publicity stunt for the deity, but also because so many people buy lottery tickets, which not only makes back all the money he gave away, but also earns him even more!

And with this reputation for winning the lottery consecutively, his shop will definitely earn much more than before!

At this moment, Ichiro Sato truly felt that he had turned misfortune into a blessing.

Seeing the customers scrambling to pay him, he immediately felt that his suffering as a skinned swallow had not been in vain!

The reason why Anzu Matsuori is smiling so happily...

That's right.

Why is she so happy?

Perhaps, it's simply because they're happy for the gods?

He Chen looked at the smiling little believer dressed in a red and white shrine maiden outfit, paused for two seconds to admire her quietly, and then decided to give her a bigger reward after finishing today's work.

This little guy is a bit stubborn on weekdays, and he's getting harder and harder to fool.

But whether I say it or not, he's alright.

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"God! Please let me win the lottery! I don't need much, just let me win 100,000 yen, and I promise to pray to you every day!"

A young man with dyed blond hair clasped his hands together in front of the lottery booth and shouted loudly.

With so many people around, there were bound to be some silly antics. Seeing that it was almost his turn to choose his lottery ticket, the young man, wanting to get attention, shouted this in a rather silly manner.

The onlookers burst into laughter at the sight, and their attention was drawn to the young man.

Upon seeing this, the young man became even more enthusiastic, clasping his hands together and pretending to kneel and beg, displaying a frenzied and attention-seeking demeanor.

"Take the initiative to increase investment? Sure!"

He Chen's gaze also focused on this young man, and then he immediately sent a burst of divine power up to him!

Cough cough, don't worry. After receiving divine power more than a hundred times, He Chen now has a very good grasp of its effects.

Considering the strength of his faith line and the current degree of his luck [divine inclination], the difference in the effect of his control over divine power only hovers around ±10%.

There will definitely not be a situation like the one before where a huge pile of debris was accidentally spilled.

Huh? Speaking of which, how long is the backlash from the first man we believed in?

He Chen quickly sensed it.

Well, that's alright. There's still about half an hour left. Let's talk about it when there are only three to five minutes left!

The deity decisively put the first believer who was associated with good fortune out of his mind again and then focused his attention on the blond believer in front of him.

Well, as the old saying goes, cherish the people in front of you, right?

In that short delay, the blond-haired man was already standing in front of the lottery ticket in front of He Chen:

"Uncle, I want five! Six in total, including the freebie!"

With the money exchanged, six carefully selected lottery tickets were handed to the blond-haired man.

Then, the blond-haired guy walked to the side and, once again, clowned around and shouted loudly:

"[God of the Bathroom]! Your follower, Daisuke Kawamura, is about to win the lottery! Please bless me to win the 100,000 yen grand prize!"

At this moment, in the eyes of passersby and even in his own eyes, Huang Mao is probably just a clown.

But with a god like He Chen around, how could this world be so monotonous as to be devoid of miracles?

He Chen ignored the blond-haired man and instead looked at the onlookers with a smile.

The onlookers watched the spectacle with amusement on their faces.

"Oh my, 1000 yen! My lottery ticket money is back!"

The blond-haired man, who knew nothing about the gods, scratched the prizes while loudly announcing his winnings.

"Wow! The second one was only 500 yen, but I won again!"

At this moment, the blond-haired man still wore a relaxed and cheerful smile.

The third one is empty.

The fourth one, another thousand yen.

The fifth one...

"This is the fifth one. So white! I was hoping to win 100,000 yen, but I haven't even made 10,000 yen yet, hehe!"

"Let me see what award this is... Iku!"

Huang Mao yelled "Yanzi!" and then exaggeratedly scraped all the way down!

"Look, it's the second prize. The second prize is..."

Huang Mao held the lottery ticket in front of him and continued his loud voice broadcast. Then, his gaze drifted to the small print next to the lottery ticket.

Sixth prize...

Fifth prize...

......

Second prize: 100,000 yen in cash!

"Second prize...second prize..."

The young man with blond hair had his voice visibly and unconsciously changed pitch, and the expression on his face changed from an exaggerated smile at the beginning to astonishment, to disbelief, to grievance, and then to shock!

"Sir, could you please check this lottery ticket for me? Is it... real?"

After saying this, the blond-haired man carefully and cautiously handed the lottery ticket to Ichiro Sato.

Then, he just waited to the side without saying a word.

"Hey! Kid! Keep going, how much did this lottery ticket win? Hahaha, did you really win 100,000 yen?!"

Those in the crowd who loved to join in the fun shouted loudly.

But Huang Mao ignored the shouts.

His eyes were fixed on Ichiro Sato, his breathing rapid as he awaited the outcome he was hoping for.

"guest......"

Chapter 127 Roll Up All the Volumes (Seeking 10,000 Daily Subscriptions)

"Sir, the prize ticket is genuine, and the prize is 100,000 yuan in cash. Would you like to redeem it now, or would you like the ticket given to you first?"

After confirming the ticket's authenticity, Sato Ichiro smiled and handed it to the blond-haired man.

Upon hearing Sato's words, the customers around him who couldn't pay for the lottery tickets because the boss was looking at them all looked at each other in surprise.

One hundred thousand Japanese yen?!

This young blond guy who shouted in front of everyone that he wanted to win 100,000 yen actually won 100,000 yen!

"Boss, is this for real?! You're not kidding him, are you?"

A young man, also young but not blond, asked the boss a question with a hint of urgency.

Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man, who was about to speak, tensed up and pursed his lips tightly.

However, Ichiro Sato simply turned the lottery ticket over so it faced outwards and began to speak:

"How could you joke about something like this? Of course it's real! Second prize, 100,000 yen!"

"hiss!"

"Huh!"

"Fizz!"

......

The human vacuum cleaner may be late, but it will never be absent!

Although this wasn't a toilet, and the air conditioning was drawing back, which lacked a certain unique charm, the expressions of the customers present were as shocked as ever!

One hundred thousand yen!

This flippant blond guy just shouted something casually, and he actually got it?!

Is this reasonable? It wouldn't even be reasonable in the Ganges!

Judging from this blond guy's clothes, including his phone, he probably doesn't even have 100,000 yen!

"Boss, I... I really won 100,000 yen?!"

"Yes, guest."

The well-informed Ichiro Sato responded calmly.

"Boss, I want to exchange! I want cash!"

The blond-haired man immediately wanted to exchange the money for cash and take it away.

He Chen was stunned when he heard this.

Hey, I kindly helped you win 100,000 yuan in cash, and you're trying to leave without even promoting it for me?

That's really going too far!

If I had known, I would have found two delinquent girls who stayed up all night to be shills for this!

At this point, after confirming that Huang Mao wanted to exchange the money directly, Sato Ichiro had already swiftly taken out 100,000 yen in cash, counted it, and handed it to Huang Mao with both hands.

The blond-haired man silently accepted the cash, then bowed deeply to Sato Ichiro and turned to leave.

He Chen pursed his lips, thinking that this guy was going to leave like that.

However, half a minute later, the commotion of the crowd made He Chen turn his head to look.

Then he discovered that the blond guy had actually walked up to his shrine, knelt down and kowtowed deeply several times!

What's wrong with this person?

"Weren't you just shouting something over there? Why are you kowtowing now?"