I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo

Dong dong dong,

Qiu Ri Qiong, who was mopping the floor, suddenly heard a knock on the door at Qiu Ri's house.

"it's me,"

The familiar voice made Qiu Riqiong breathe a sigh of relief, put down the mop, ran to the entrance and opened the door quickly.

Standing outside the door was none other than her brother Qiu Riyu.

"Welcome back!"

"Are you doing housework?"

Qiu Ri, who had just gone for a 'shopping' at the headquarters of the Broken Tooth Group, walked in leisurely. While changing out of his shoes, he took a look at Qiu Ri Qiong's attire.

Aprons, gloves, hats. On the table in the living room, there are also bottles of alcohol and disinfectant.

"Cleaning up the scene,"

My sister answered naturally,

"Blood stains, hair, fingerprints... any possible traces must be carefully cleaned up."

Hey, hey, hey, is it really okay for you to say scary words in such a serious manner?

A guy who had just gone on a ‘killing spree’ was internally complaining.

"Well done,"

In the end, Akira Yuu just patted his sister on the head.

Instead, it aroused dissatisfaction from the other party.

"Don't treat me like a child. How did you handle it?"

If the 'body' is exposed, the police will be mobilized in large numbers. Moreover, the corpse itself can provide countless information, such as the time of death, cause of death, the weapon used to cause death, and even the perpetrator's hair, body tissue samples, etc.

"Has it been burned clean?"

"Or did it sink directly into the Arakawa River?"

Burning is always the simplest and most effective way to destroy corpses and eliminate traces. Once the fire is put down, countless evidences can be wiped out; the south of Adachi City is adjacent to Arakawa District, and the Arakawa River divides the two districts, and it is also a cement dumping place. Good place.

"Leave this matter to me, so don't worry about it."

Regarding Qiu Ri Qiong's question, Qiu Ri Yu rubbed her temples with a headache. You can't say: If your brother and I can endure it alone, the god of death will catch the elementary school students blind when they come.

"It's getting late, go to bed."

Half an hour later,

Qiu Riyu sat up from the bed, looked at the door of his room, and rubbed his temples again with a headache.

"Qiong, why did you come to my room holding a pillow?"

"I can't sleep alone, please come over here."

The girl in a white dress and pajamas moved Qiu Riyu's pillow aside, put her own pillow on it, and then got into bed.

? ? ?

"Okay."

Thinking of his previous experience, Qiu Riyu, as a 'traveler', naturally has no taboos and will kill him if he wants! But Qiu Riqiong is just an ordinary female high school student, and she is also a frail and sickly girl with a relatively homely personality. She is not scared to death, and she is already mentally determined.

If she could still sleep with her head covered, Qiu Riyu would have to wonder if she was also a time traveler.

"Go to sleep,"

He patted the girl next to him,

Qiu Riyu closed his eyes after consuming a lot of mana.

————

I can sleep well in autumn,

But some people can't sleep.

"what is this?"

Back in his rented apartment, Tanimura Watari washed his face and touched the stone on his forehead.

This stone seemed to be directly embedded into his skull and grew together with his flesh and blood. It was extremely unscientific!

"Hey, what happened before, what kind of science is there?"

Recalling the broken tooth building where corpses were strewn when he escaped, and what happened to him, Tanimura Watari raised his head and looked at the mirror on the sink.

The familiar yet unfamiliar young man was reflected in the mirror, but it was different from usual times. He was a little less bookish and a little more wild. Especially under the clothes he had taken off, his clear-cut muscle outlines were full of explosive power.

No, it should be full of ‘demon power’!

"The art of demons and four legs."

As Tanimura Wataru muttered silently in his mind, his whole body immediately swelled, his spine arched, and the shape of his limbs changed into the claws of a beast; his upper and lower jaws protruded forward, and the half-moon-shaped mouth split to the ears, revealing rows of sharp teeth. Teeth, and the whole body is covered with black steel hair.

In the blink of an eye,

A 'wolf demon' walking upright appeared in the mirror.

"This feeling of full strength"

In the wolf's mouth, human words are spitting out.

Feeling the power surging within his body, Tanimura Wataru's eyes fell on the mop hanging in the bathroom.

click,

With a slight twist, the thin metal mop rod twists into a twist.

"No feeling at all,"

Putting down the twist mop, Tanimura Watari focused on the shower next to him.

crunch,

Amidst the grinding sound of metal twisting, the metal pipes turned into twists without any hindrance, still unable to stop Tanimura Watari's movements.

So--

As if he had obtained a new toy, Tanimura Watari began to experiment with enthusiasm, and finally stopped after twisting the pressure rod used for fitness.

The rental house is full of all kinds of twisted furniture, and it feels like "since I bought the hydraulic press," the only thing left in the house is the hydraulic press.

"This power is so strong!"

The kitchen knife was easily crushed by him. Under such power, the steel could only surrender.

If he had this power before, it wouldn't be a problem to kill the Fragmented Teeth Group, so why bother with the help of the police?

"Useless police!"

Thinking of the police, the joy on Tanimura Watari's face gradually faded.

Obviously, he had been secretly investigating for so long and reported so many times, but he still could not catch the crimes of the Broken Tooth Group.

To say that there is no one in the police station who colludes with the Yakuza forces, Tanimura Watari is the first one not to believe it!

In the end, it was because of 'ghosts and gods' that he got his revenge.

When Tanimura Wataru was young, it was the era when all kinds of "ghost" comics were most popular. There were countless scripts about these supernatural beings collecting souls and using them to resurrect great monsters and otherworldly demons. Coupled with the word "killing stone" spoken by the other party, the legendary figure has basically been locked.

"The price for this power must be very high, right?"

After repeated trials,

Tanimura Watari is ready to face reality.

The mysterious man said that he must kill a sinful person every day and absorb the other person's soul, otherwise he will die.

And based on the 'experience' gained from the comics Tanimura Watari has read, he will probably fall into darkness during the killing, and eventually become a part of the harvest.

But what does that matter?

"Mingmei, wait a moment."

Brother will come to meet you soon, but before that——

"I am leaving,"

Putting all his money on the shoe cabinet at the entrance, as well as the keys to the rental house, Tanimura Watari, wearing a baseball cap, stepped into the brightly lit night.

————

Ayase Town,

This is the place where the famous ‘Furuta Junko’ cement murder case occurred.

More than thirty years have passed. Because it is slightly closer to the core circle of Tokyo, Ayase Town has developed into a bustling city, but the lurking darkness remains the same as before, and has even become more hidden and chaotic.

The streets are crowded with people, including students and office workers sitting at roadside stalls eating skewers for 100 yen for two chicken skewers and 120 yen for a glass of beer.

Don't talk about hygiene or unsanitary, it doesn't matter if you can't eat it to death. Health preservation is the enjoyment of the rich. They can live to the average age of the nation without losing money, and they pay attention to health every day. Who will come first tomorrow or in an accident? .

There is a restaurant in Sanchome that has a restaurant sign but is never open to the public.

"Boss Fugu,"

A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a black suit opened the door and raised a luxuriously packaged bag in his hand.

"The best sirloin, let's eat together!"

"It's Shichuan,"

The scar-faced man sitting in the shop eating yakitori and drinking a bottle of wine raised his head.

"sit."

After saying hello, a boy next to him took the bag from the person who came over, took out the snowflake-white beef, and carefully placed it on the barbecue grill to roast. Such a large piece of beef was enough for him to eat for several months.

"Why do you come to my place when you have time? Do you have anything?"

The scar-faced man "Fu Gu" in the restaurant is responsible for the transportation of goods, and the visitor "Shichuan" is responsible for managing the custom shop. The two are the real leaders of the broken tooth group.

"What did Boss Fugu say? If nothing happens, we two brothers can't be close to each other?"

Taking off his sunglasses, the man in the suit pulled out a stool and sat across from him in a familiar manner.

“Are the prices of ‘goods’ too high recently?”

"The girls under me work very hard to make money every day, but you all make the majority of it. Isn't it too unkind?"

"Fart, do you care about them?"

Scarface Fu Gu seemed to have heard some big joke.

The man opposite him named "Shibukawa" is not only responsible for the operation of the custom shop, but also searches for prey from the entire Adachi District. Through traps or temptations, he guides them to jump into the fire pit, and then sends them to hotels or Mama-san's shops. This way you can only get a relatively small commission.

From the moment they voluntarily or forcedly jumped into the fire pit, those girls were destined to become living money-making machines.

Not to mention low-class people like custom girls, even serious film and television artists in the island country will basically have nine yuan taken away from every ten yuan of income by their brokerage companies. Therefore, there are many famous artists on TV, but their lives have fallen into disrepair after they have become famous. Difficult news.

And the residual tooth group is even more cruel!

They would make their 'Custom Lady' become addicted and earn back the little money they had from the other side.

Through the industry chain of custom shop-Aipin-reception business-Aipin, a girl can easily bring hundreds of millions of profits to the organization, which is much more profitable than raising Wagyu cattle.

"Recently, we had a batch of goods lost at sea, weighing 15 kilograms!"

Speaking of this, Boss Fugu became angry.

Those bastards can't even do this little thing well. It would be an advantage for them to sink into Tokyo Bay.

"With insufficient supply, isn't it normal for prices to rise? When new goods arrive from the south, prices will naturally drop back."

"Hey, then I can only ask the girls to be patient for a while."

Shibukawa in a black suit pretended to sigh. How could he, a cadre in charge of the customs industry, dare to go against Fugu, the 'evil man' who managed the customs in the organization?

The so-called questioning was just mentioned casually; after all, he didn't smoke anyway.

"The wagyu beef is roasted, come~~"

"Fukuya, Shibukawa?"

Just as the two cadres of the residual tooth group were about to enjoy roast beef, a voice came from the second floor.

The two cadres of the residual tooth group turned their heads when they heard the sound.

What I saw was a young man coming down the stairs.

"Who are you."

Fugu, nicknamed "The Fierce Man," stood up, his hands already touching his waist.

"Tanimura Watari?"

The expressions of several people in the residual tooth group present changed.

How could you not recognize the guy in front of you who still has a bit of bookish temperament and has been frantically looking for trouble with the organization recently?

"It seems you all know me,"

Under the suspicious eyes of several members of the Cangzhi Group, Tanimura Wataru twisted his neck, his mouth stretched out, his fangs sharpened, and his body hair began to spread.

"You should also know what I am here for."

? !

Swish,

A figure flashed,

An arm full of bristles swung forward.

Puff,

Blood splashed in four tracks, and Fukutani, who had only half of the pistol on his waist, was thrown out without any resistance.

Now his nickname is no longer "murderer", but "dead man".

"Ah~~~"

Amid the sound of the stool overturning, Shechuan in a black suit turned around and tried to escape, but a hand reached out from behind, and the sharp claws deeply dug into his shoulder, pulling him back like grabbing a toy.

"I remember,"

A cold voice came from behind,

"It was Mingmei who you sent someone to seduce."