Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

"Don't spread rumors!"

Kudo Yuichi nodded thoughtfully.

"Is there anything Nohara can help you with?"

"interesting."

"If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."

Although he said he didn't ask, Kudo Yuichi still had a smile on his face and suddenly spoke.

"So, you want to go to her house?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi was stunned for a moment by the question. After thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing to keep secret from Kudo Yuichi, as long as he didn't mention the evil spirit, so he nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, I'm going to visit Nohara-san's house."

"That's it"

Kudo Yuichi's smiling eyes narrowed into a slit, and his look was a little dark and unclear.

He pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly patted Uesugi Kiyoshi's shoulder hard.

"Qing, we are good friends!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't know why his friend suddenly said such cheesy words, but he nodded subconsciously.

He has known Kudo Yuichi for more than a year and thinks he knows him quite well. This man is mature, sincere, has no obvious shortcomings, and is very considerate of his friends. He is the kind of friend who is never too many.

After getting a positive answer, Kudo Yuichi felt a little happy. He smiled softly, waved to Uesugi Kiyoshi as a farewell, and walked towards the stairs.

"Since we are friends, Qing, you can rely on me more~"

"If you get into any trouble, you might as well let me know."

"I still have some connections in Tokyo. Please don't be polite to me."

"We are friends. Isn't it natural for friends to help each other?"

Kudo Yuichi's figure had disappeared at the stairs, but his clear voice was still floating in the distance, leaving Uesugi Kiyoshi somewhat puzzled.

Yes, I am touched, for sure.

But why is it suddenly so sensational?

Before he could come up with a result, the somewhat shy Nohara Anzi came out of the classroom reluctantly, greeted Uesugi Kiyoshi in a soft voice, and then followed him like an obedient little wife.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's thoughts were interrupted, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Let’s solve the problem at hand first!

Chapter 23 Yokota House

Nohara Anko's home, also known as the Yokota family, is located on the edge of Minato Ward, a few blocks away from Meguro Ward.

It was also a small, old-style apartment building left over from the housing boom era. Its architectural history was probably comparable to the old apartment where Uesugi Kiyoshi lived, but the area of ​​the Yokota family apartment was much larger than Uesugi Kiyoshi's one-bedroom apartment.

When Uesugi Kiyoshi and Nohara Kyoko boarded the train home together

Yokota House.

The scary Yokotano, wearing a wrinkled suit, expressionless and pale, pushed open the door.

Yoshiko Yokota - Mrs. Yokota was watching TV on the sofa in the living room. Since she adopted Anko Nohara, her job as a housewife has become much easier. Buying groceries, cooking, cleaning, all these chores fell on Nohara Anko's head. In Yoshiko Yokota's view, this little girl eats her own food and uses her own things, so it is natural for her to do some work.

When Yokota Yoshiko saw her husband come back, she didn't look happy at all, but instead curled her lips impatiently.

She and Yokotano have been in a cold war for several months, and the cause of the cold war was Yokotano's drastic change in temperament - he actually stopped giving her household expenses three months ago!

How can I run the family without money?

After getting married, Japanese men are required to give their wives some household allowance every month to cover the family expenses. The specific amount depends on the family's income level.

Some full-time housewives will do odd jobs in their spare time, but their income is generally very low - not because they earn little, but because they have to pay high taxes if they earn more, so they will deliberately control their income.

In this situation, the money needed to maintain a family basically comes from the head of the family, which is also the main reason why Japanese men have a high status in the family.

Yokotano hasn't given any household expenses to Yokota Yoshiko for three months, and the money in Yokota Yoshiko's piggy bank is almost gone. If this continues, the whole family will be left starving. Naturally, she will not give Yokotano any good face.

This person! For three months, he only knew how to hold a strange statue and worship it, as if he believed in some evil cult!

He is just perfunctory when you talk to him. He keeps silent when you ask about money. In the past month, he hasn't said a word at all. He is like a dead person!

Why was I so blind to fall for him in the first place?!

The more Yokota Yoshiko looked at Yokotano, the angrier she became. This emotion completely erupted after Yokotano threw his briefcase on the sofa and went to worship the shrine hanging on the wall.

"Yokotano! What the hell is wrong with you!?"

Yokota Yoshiko gritted her teeth and spoke hatefully.

"It's not even four o'clock yet! Why are you going home? Your company won't get off work so early!"

"Tell me the truth! Were you laid off by the company?"

"It's been three months! You haven't brought a penny home, and now we can barely make ends meet. What do you want?"

Yokota Yoshiko's voice was a little hysterical, she was really angry!

The overtime culture is very popular in Japanese companies. In the minds of many wives, the later their husbands work overtime, the more they are valued by the company and the more capable they are. On the other hand, if someone like Yokotano gets home at four o'clock, he might really have been fired by the company.

Yokotano knelt on the floor, ignoring Yokota Yoshiko's words. His eyes were a little dazed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved at a strange angle, like a clown puppet with an evil smile.

He knelt devoutly in front of the shrine on the wall of the living room, muttering something, but only his mouth moved without any sound coming out.

As usual, there was no response. Yokota Yoshiko felt anger burning in her chest. She looked in the direction of Yokotano and towards the shrine on the wall. The headless statue caught her eyes and made her suddenly feel very annoyed!

Such a useless husband should be dead!

Once this idea took root, it grew uncontrollably in her mind.

Feeling depressed, Yoshiko Yokota suddenly stood up from the sofa, walked to the shrine in a few steps, and stood in front of Yokotano.

"I'm talking to you! Do you hear me?"

"Do you have me in your heart? Do you have this family?"

Her scolding was met with only two cold words.

"Step aside!"

Yokotano had a blank expression on his face. He stared at his wife's angry face without caring at all.

Yokota Yoshiko's breathing paused, and then an even more intense rage burst out from her heart.

She didn't know where she got the strength and courage from, but she turned around, grabbed the statue in the shrine, and threw it out hard.

The headless statue fell against the wall and slid down weakly. With a crisp sound, the wooden body broke into pieces.

Yokotano's expression was stunned and suddenly his face changed drastically.

He stared at his wife with fierce and violent eyes, and a roar like a wild beast came from his throat. He bared his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was going to pounce on Yokota Yoshiko and tear her into pieces!

Yoshiko Yokota was startled. She didn't expect her husband to react so strongly. She took a few steps back in panic and almost fell down.

She felt that the man in front of her was not her husband with whom she had lived for more than ten years.

He was just a murderer who looked like her husband!

For some reason, this thought would not go away from her mind.

Shocked and frightened, Yoshiko Yokota turned around and ran back to her room and locked the door - she was afraid that Yokotano would do something terrible, and the look in his eyes just now really made her feel scared!

Yokotano knelt on the ground without moving.

Next to him were fragments of the headless statue scattered on the ground.

The windows of the living room were open, the sky outside was gloomy, and cold winds blew, making the atmosphere here particularly eerie.

Ten seconds later.

A large amount of gray-black smoke suddenly emerged from the shattered fragments of the statue.

If Uesugi Kiyoshi was present, he would recognize it at a glance. This is "Mirage"!

Boundless mirage gas surged out endlessly and wrapped around Yokotano's body. His expression became somewhat hideous, as if he was enduring unbearable pain.

Yokotano's ferocious expression did not last long. After a few breaths, a cruel and strange smile appeared on his face.

He slowly stood up and bowed to the now empty shrine.

"Sir Son of God, do you need a sacrifice?"

"But Xingzi hasn't come back yet."

"Then allow your devout believer to serve some appetizers first."

Yokotano took mechanical steps, his steps heavy and regular, as he walked towards the kitchen step by step.

He took a heavy, thick-backed boning knife from the knife rack.

Immediately afterwards, Yokotano, holding a bone-chopping knife and with a sinister smile, walked to Yokota Yoshiko's door.

With a loud bang, the knife came down and a big hole was cut in the thin wooden door by Yokotano's knife.

Through the irregularly shaped hole, Yokotano vaguely saw Yokota Yoshiko's frightened pale face.

That was his first wife.

That was his former love.

That was his sacrifice to God.

The grim smile on Yokotano's face grew more and more intense, and he violently pushed the door open, blocking the only exit of the room.

Yokotano's eyes were fierce and confused, as if he had been bewitched by something.

But his men showed no mercy.

The Yokota residence is a tragic Shura scene.

This is a bloody hell.

This is the hunting ground for ghosts and gods.

This is it.