Tokyo: I am the Lord of All Demons!

Fujita Mino tilted her head, looking disdainful: "Of course I dare, but only if your false gods come at me together. You, a little female ghost, are not enough to make me take action."

"Who are you calling a little ghost? I am the Ghost King, the Ghost King!" Hanako got angry again, but she quickly calmed down. Now was not the time to be angry.

She felt she was wasting too much time here and needed to find her next crime scene as soon as possible to reap the rewards of the fear of the girls who went to the toilet.

"Fine, I'm not arguing with you anymore, you coward. I'm leaving." Hanako said dejectedly, continuing to face Fujita Mino as she began to drift away.

Fujita Mino followed, holding the Ama-no-Murakumo sword to guard against Hanako's sneak attack: "Oh dear, all I saw was some coward spouting threats while running away! Who's the real coward here?"

"It's you." After saying this, Miss Hanako floated into the top of the toilet and then disappeared.

After Hanako disappeared, the fluctuations of divine and demonic power in the toilet vanished simultaneously, restoring the tranquility of the night.

Seeing Hanako escape, Fujita Mino finally breathed a sigh of relief; the pressure she was under was simply too great.

She came here to avenge her sisters, but she never expected that this Miss Hanako would be so powerful! She almost died here!

In short, we must quickly report this to the Shinto Agency so that they know that Miss Hanako is not to be trifled with and must be treated with utmost care!

Thinking about all this, Fujita Mino immediately rushed out of the women's restroom. At that moment, a figure suddenly walked out in front of her. Fujita Mino didn't have time to stop and bumped straight into it.

Oh no! Fujita Mino isn't an ordinary girl anymore; she's empowered by divine forces. Her physical strength is comparable to a dump truck. If she crashes into an ordinary person at this speed, the person will likely be seriously injured!

"thump!"

The imagined scenario of the two falling to the ground did not happen. Fujita Mino bumped into the man's arms, as if she had bumped into a towering tree, and the other person did not move.

Instead, Fujita Mino felt a pain in her face, and the next second, pain spread through her chest and thighs.

"Huh? What's going on?" Fujita Mino looked up in surprise, only to find that the person she had bumped into was an old acquaintance...

Chapter 131 The Mission of the Divine Messenger

That's right, there is only one person in this world whom even the divine messenger Fujita Mino cannot knock down, and that is the supreme god she serves, Araki Makoto.

Makoto Araki came here because he couldn't hear the argument between the human and the demon before. Now that their argument has ended, he came specifically to see what happened.

Upon seeing Makoto Araki, Mino Fujita instantly transformed into a sweet girl and pounced on him, exclaiming, "Kami-sama, you've finally appeared! Waaaaah!"

Araki Makoto didn't dodge, so he was pounced on by Fujita Mino, whose cherry blossom perfume scent wafted over him.

Before Araki Makoto could even speak, Fujita Mino complained, "You know what? Just now, that Hanako-san guy spent half an hour cursing you and your whole family!"

"..."

Makoto Araki was somewhat speechless.

However, Fujita Mino's words gave him a clue as to the content of their verbal battle.

I guess everyone's criticizing him?

Unfortunately, as the deity who refused to appear in public, Makoto Araki had no choice but to bear the infamy in secret.

As for whether he will make any changes as a result, that's impossible; it wouldn't be in his best interest.

Makoto Araki anticipates that he will continue to conceal his identity for a considerable period of time until he achieves some kind of goal.

What is the goal?

What are the system's goals?

That's not entirely true.

Araki Makoto's mind is no longer on the system, even though the system has now opened other instances, and he only needs to move his finger to go to those instances.

Heading to continental Europe?

Or the Indian subcontinent?

Or perhaps something else...?

However, Makoto Araki doesn't want to do these things yet; he has no mood for them at all, and of course, he lacks the motivation.

In short, he was not a universally recognized deity until he gained more worship in Japan.

"Kami-sama?"

Fujita Mino couldn't help but let out a questioning sound and looked up, because the person she was hugging, Araki Makoto, remained silent.

Seeing Fujita Mino so fiercely protective of her master, Araki Makoto couldn't help but pat her head. "This matter is insignificant."

Because of the words of the High God and the fact that she was patted on the head and killed, all the distracting thoughts in Fujita Mino's mind vanished instantly.

Her hair was in excellent condition, smooth as black satin to the touch, without a single blemish.

Fujita Mino didn't show any resistance when she was being patted on the head. On the contrary, she felt very comfortable, like a docile kitten hoping that her owner wouldn't stop.

Since both of them were enjoying the process, it lasted for quite a while before Makoto Araki finally raised his hand.

Fujita Mino raised her head and looked at her goddess with longing eyes, as if revealing some kind of desire.

Just now, Fujita Mino confided her observations to the High God, but unfortunately, the other party didn't react much, which left her speechless for a moment.

After a long while, Fujita Mino clenched her fists, raised her head, and said confidently, "Kami-sama, I will definitely destroy Hanako-san to avenge her insult to your name!"

Araki Makoto scratched his head at Fujita Mino's anger, unsure how to comfort her for a moment.

Whatever!

In any case, Makoto Araki believed that it was unlikely that Mino Fujita and the others could completely defeat Hanako, so he didn't bother to dissuade them.

While Makoto Araki was still pondering, his deep thought allowed Mino Fujita to think about many things.

Did she say something wrong? Otherwise, why is the deity silent? Fujita Mino was completely baffled, but because she still wanted to figure things out, she was now feeling a little bit of a headache...

Looking at Fujita Mino, who had such lofty ambitions, Araki Makoto was unsure whether to feel sorry for her or admire her.

After thinking for a moment, he patted Fujita Mino's head again, "No matter what, I hope you can put your own safety first."

Upon hearing these words, Fujita Mino seemed to understand what love truly meant. This was love!

However, Fujita Mino's joy was short-lived, as Araki Makoto abruptly changed the subject, saying, "If you die on the battlefield, who will spread my faith afterward..."

"Huh?" Fujita Mino never expected that Araki Makoto would play this abstract game with her like this.

Oh, it doesn't necessarily have to be abstract. This man looks very old-fashioned, so it's very likely that he's telling the truth.

Disappointed, utterly disappointed. Watching the love that was within her grasp slip away, Fujita Mino's legs went weak, and she could barely stand, leaning helplessly against Araki Makoto.

At this moment, Makoto Araki was still unaware of the problem—Mino Fujita was actually taking advantage of this powerlessness to take advantage of her god.

"Are you alright?" Araki Makoto had no idea what Fujita Mino was thinking, so he could only support her firmly.

Fujita Mino is a young girl, and her original weight was probably only 80 pounds, but with the help of divine power, she obviously became much heavier.

That's right, her figure hasn't changed much, but in terms of feel, her physique has improved a lot, and her weight has naturally increased.

As Fujita Mino went from being full of hope to being filled with despair, she did indeed become weak and unable to stand on her own.

Left with no other choice, Makoto Araki carried her to a nearby roadside tree, placed her on it, and leaned against it.

After Araki Makoto released Fujita Mino's hand, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand, which was walking away.

“Kami-sama!” Fujita Mino screamed hysterically, leaving Araki Makoto completely bewildered.

"What are you going to do?" So, Makoto Araki asked the question that was on his mind.

"Please help me up." Fujita Mino blushed, and although she was forcibly holding the god's hand, she dared not look him in the eye.

She was being hypocritical. What she had just thought of was, for a fleeting moment, the fear that the High God would leave, and if that happened, she didn't know when they would see each other again.

Sigh, it's so hard to even meet the god, which makes Fujita Mino, who is already suffering from unrequited love, even more miserable.

Makoto Araki was unaware that Mino Fujita would think so much, and he never took her romantic feelings seriously.

Isn't that obvious? If you're a god, who would still be in a relationship? The common saying "I only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals" is because they've never been immortals and don't know how great it is.

For example, Makoto Araki, as a god, doesn't find human beauties expensive; they are readily available to him.

Now that you've won over the person, winning their heart will be easy, just look at this Fujita Mino, she looks like she's about to fall into a lovesick state.

Tsk tsk, Makoto Araki currently has four beautiful divine messengers, not because he can only have four, but because he doesn't have much interest in expanding the number of divine messengers.

Let alone four, even forty or four hundred would be a piece of cake. The only thing to worry about is whether it will turn into a "battlefield" when there are too many divine messengers.

Speaking of a chaotic battlefield...

Araki Makoto lowered his head slightly, looking at Fujita Mino who was already attached to the image, and pondered whether he should find a man to be the divine messenger.

If all the divine messengers were women, like a harem, it would feel like something was missing.

Without exception, the female divine messengers always coveted Araki Makoto's good looks, and their behavior seemed anything but proper; they lacked the kind of gaze that revered the strong.

After being pulled up, Fujita Mino was finally able to stand up. She raised her head and looked nervously into Araki Makoto's eyes, trying to use all the knowledge she had gained to understand his thoughts.

However, she couldn't see through it; the god's eyes were so clear that she couldn't get any useful information from him.

Araki Makoto was unaware of her wild thoughts, but now that he wanted to dismiss her, he said, "Alright, with the demonic power dissipating, I think your colleagues will arrive soon, so I won't disturb your work any longer."

After speaking, Araki Makoto released Fujita Mino's hand, strode into the darkness, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Fujita Mino was stunned for a moment, and it took her a beat to realize that her beloved god had already gone far away.

Sigh, is he really a god? He doesn't react at all to girls' advances, yet he looks like a boy...

After the High God left, the sound of sirens began to blare, but the people arriving were probably not from the Shinto Hall...

After the Hanako incident, Shinto Agency has very few usable inspectors left. Currently, there are only three: the Shinto Agency Chief and the two guys, one fat and one thin.

"It can't be that much of a coincidence, can it?" Fujita Mino muttered as she walked out of the women's restroom at Asakusa Station and found a police car parked outside the station.

To Fujita Mino's delight, the two police inspectors who got out of the police car were not carrying batons, but rather holding a peach wood sword as they prepared to enter the station to investigate.

Fujita Mino certainly recognized the two inspectors; they were the fat and tall, thin inspectors from the Shinto Office, named Fukuda Sōta and Matsushita Ryūki respectively.

Since they were all on the same side, Fujita Mino's job was easy; she only needed to give them a few simple instructions to get them to take over.

However, Fujita Mino admired the courage of these two; knowing that the enemy might be Hanako-san, they still came to their deaths...

It was already late at night.

After handing over her duties to the two police inspectors, Fujita Mino rode away from the haunted scene on her bicycle.

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