I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 12 American Intervention
Taitung District
Huangying Girls’ School,

Why is this woman here?

As Akihi Sora walked out of the school gate with an umbrella, she immediately saw Iai Nao next to her brother, and her expression turned cold.

"Ahem, Nao brought me here with an umbrella."

A thought flashed through her mind, recalling the 'conflict' between the two of them, and Akihisa took the initiative to step forward and ease the atmosphere.

"One umbrella is enough for you and me!"

She reached out and grabbed her brother's arm, pulling him towards her.

Although it was impossible for Akihi Sora to pull Akihi Yu, who was protected by magic, Akihi Yu couldn't just stand still. After giving the class president Nao an apologetic look, he took the initiative to walk under Akihi Sora's umbrella.

"Yu-kun, Sora, and Nao-chan, we're off now~~"

Led by the aloof and unattainable young lady Nagisa Ichiyo, she got into a black luxury car, and Tennyo Eiryo waved goodbye to the three of them from the window.

"See you tomorrow,"

After waving goodbye to the two sisters, Akihi Yu turned to look at Iai Nao.

"Let's go home together."

"Huh? Can I?"

Facing the surprised class president Nao, and the increasingly unpleasant expression on Akihi Sora's face, Akihi Yu waved his hand.

"of course."

"Brother, that woman did such a thing, why are you still walking with her?"

Back home in autumn,
After holding it in all the way, Qiu Riqiong finally couldn't hold back anymore and exploded.

"That happened years ago. Besides, I don't mind."

"I mind!"

Realizing she had misspoke, her younger sister snorted coldly.
"In short, brother, don't associate with that kind of bad woman in the future."

"And we also have our own troubles. What if the police come knocking?"

In response to Qiu Riqiong's concerns, Qiu Riyou waved her hand.

"rest assured."

"They're just a few scumbags; the police don't have time to deal with them."

Policemen
It's about time to get 'busy'.

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"It's time to get going."

In an empty apartment, Tanimura Wataru, who was resting against the corner of the wall, opened his eyes.

As the saying goes, "A single thought can transcend the mundane, and the world seems vast and boundless." Having gained "demon power," especially after personally killing several enemies last night, Tanimura Watari's mindset has undergone a complete transformation.

He no longer felt nervous about sneaking into private apartments like this.

What does this 'crime' matter compared to what he's about to do?

"Will my soul be absorbed by this stone someday?"

He raised his hand to touch the 'Sessho-seki' fragment on his forehead, gave a wry smile, and got up to leave.

click,

Just then, the sound of a key turning came from the front door.

The next second, an office worker pushed open the door.

"Hey?"

The office worker, having changed his shoes, walked into the living room and looked at the gently swaying curtains with a puzzled expression.

Did I forget to close the window?

Could it be a theft?
"how is this possible?"

Walking to the window, the office worker looked down and couldn't help but laugh at his own absurd idea.

This is the fifth floor, and as a rental apartment, what else could a thief possibly steal besides everyday furniture?
Downstairs, a young man, pulling up his baseball cap, was slowly walking away.

Plop plop~~
The crows that had been perched on the rooftop also glided out silently.

Tokyo's urban greenery is quite good, and various parks provide ideal habitats for crows. In addition, a large amount of household waste also provides food for crows. Furthermore, although islanders dislike crows, such as the tradition of closing the door immediately if a crow caws in front of it, they do not harm crows because it is considered unlucky.

Even though the government has a special "Crow Countermeasures Task Force," it can only control the number of crows within a certain range.

So it's perfectly normal for crows to fly in the sky.

Other than that,

Bunkyo District, Shifang Temple.

"Yes, mother."

"I'm at Shifang Temple. I'll be back later. Don't worry, and take care of yourself too."

After hanging up the phone, standing amidst a cluster of graves, young Kishida Jun looked at the classical Japanese tombstones before him, where his regrets and his beloved were buried.

The Tomb of Ryoko Miyashita
"Ryoko, I don't know if what I'm about to do is right or wrong, but—"

I want you back by my side, to share this umbrella with me.

As he stroked the teddy bear umbrella in his hand, the boy's eyes gradually hardened.

"For this reason, even if I were to fall into hell, I would not hesitate."

"Please forgive me,"

After saying that, Jun Kishida turned and left with his umbrella in hand, leaving only the girl's photo on the tombstone smiling as she watched him go.

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"Target appears!"

"The target was accompanied by a dog?"

"Is it a Shiba Inu, for camouflage purposes?"

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's 'Special Operations Room,' rows of computers stretch as far as the eye can see, displaying surveillance footage from countless national agencies throughout Adachi Ward.

Meanwhile, over a hundred plainclothes police officers were scattered around Ayase Town, forming a dense surveillance network.

And a considerable number of drones, silently traversing the skies above Tokyo.

Persistence pays off, and they finally spotted Tanimura Watari, who was wearing a baseball cap, a mask, and walking a Shiba Inu.

"The target is moving towards Kita-Senju-cho."

"There are two 'sales points' for people with missing teeth, one located at the 'creative bar' in 1-chome, and the other..."

Various reports kept coming in. Even though Tanimura Watari had lost all his electronic devices and disguised himself, he was still completely naked in the face of the fully operational state apparatus.

In modern society, if a country is determined to find someone, it will search for them even if they are burned to ashes!
The terms "wanted criminal" and "vicious thug" usually refer only to individuals. Let alone a nation, even a single police station would consider it a major case if they could deploy two teams. The bureaucratic wrangling and cross-regional investigations waste a lot of time.

But now it's different; this is extraordinary!

Moreover, this was unprecedented; at least the entire island nation's top leadership had never heard of any trace of an extraordinary being.

The entire nation mobilized to search every mountain and sea! Unless it's someone like 'Mr. San' who comes and goes without a trace, and whose very existence is unclear, it's impossible for him to leave no trace.

"Execute Plan A!"

As Director Zhu Ya, who was in charge of everything, gave the order, countless commands were transmitted to the ears of the frontline personnel via electromagnetic waves.

"action!"

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"Ok?"

Walking through the brightly lit city with a Shiba Inu on a leash, a hint of doubt flashed in Tanimura Watari's eyes.

In his view, he was endowed with the demonic power of a wolf demon by that mysterious being, becoming the classic half-demon in anime. However, in reality, he is still a pure human, only possessing an ability called magic power, having obtained the secret techniques of the Inuzuka clan from "The World of Fire." These so-called secret techniques do not deviate from the scope of normal ninjutsu, but are more difficult than normal ninjutsu.

In addition to controlling dogs in battle, the Inuzuka clan can also transform into dogs themselves: the Four-Legged Technique allows them to become dogs. However, in Tanimura Wataru's subconscious, he prefers to believe that he is a wolf.

Combined with his magical powers, the 'werewolf' he transformed into was enough to crush ordinary armed forces.

As the ability is directly granted by Akihi Yuu, the 'Great Tree', there is naturally no need for 'hand seals'.

as well as--

Pulling down his mask, Tanimura twitched his nose.

His sense of smell was also greatly enhanced, allowing him to detect a large number of 'strange' odors.

“The target has stopped,”

"Did he sense something?"

"Pay attention to his movements, and consider the extraordinary image he projectes. It's a super sense of smell!"

In the 'Special Operations Room' far away in Chiyoda Ward, the elite members of the police force quickly reacted. Since plans couldn't keep up with changes, then—

"Inspector Iori, act immediately!"

"Yes, yes, yes,"

On the streets of Kita-Senju-cho, Ichika Iori, dressed in a leather jacket with a belt cinched under her open clothes and military boots, looking every bit the street boss, scratched her hair, her face full of displeasure.

Not only was she reinstated, but she was even promoted two ranks to become a 'police inspector'.

At 27 years old, it's like she's on a rocket!

This is a height that ordinary families can never reach in their entire lives.

Behind the meteoric rise in rank lies, of course, the perilous challenges that must be faced when difficulties arise.

"Hey, isn't this Tanimura-kun?"

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Just as Tanimura Watari realized something was wrong, a sleazy voice rang out.

"Officer Iori?"

Upon seeing the woman with one hand in her pocket and the other waving to him, Wataru Tanimura first smiled, but then his muscles tensed up.

He laughed because he knew the other person, and the other person had helped him a lot in the past; he was nervous because the other person was a 'violent' person, and theoretically, now also his enemy!

"What's with your outfit? Are you socially anxious going out?"

The female police officer, dressed like a boss, stepped forward and casually put her arm around Tanimura Watari's neck, making the hearts of countless people behind the surveillance cameras jump into their throats.

Fortunately,
The scene of the target suddenly attacking and killing did not occur.

"Come on, I'll treat you to ramen."

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"Huh? Officer Iori, what's going on?"

"Haha, because I got promoted. Don't be shy, it's on me, come on!"

He dragged her towards the ramen shop next door. Tanimura Watari tried to resist, but in the end, he reluctantly went into the shop.

After all, the 'Officer Iori' beside me deals with yakuza every day and is a truly good person fighting on the front lines.

"Slurp~~ A good person?"

"Hey, slurp~~ What kind of evaluation is that!"

In the ramen shop, while eating noodles, the carefree Iori Kazuka retorted.

"I became a police officer simply to exercise violence legitimately. My position as a police inspector was earned by winning medals in international competitions."

"My pleasure is being able to beat up those social scumbags: so I'm not a good person, nor am I a 'good cop.' Don't get me wrong, Tanimura-kun."

Tanimura Wataru laughed at the outspokenness of the policewoman beside him.

"In my opinion, Officer Iori is a good person."

"Oh right, Officer Iori just mentioned her promotion, I haven't congratulated you yet."

Upon hearing what Tanimura Watari said, Iori Kazuka put down her chopsticks.

"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you."

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"Because this morning, I solved a case located in Ayase-cho, 3-chome."

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splash,

Suddenly standing up, Tanimura Wataru's muscles tensed, his 'demon power' surged, and his demeanor changed drastically!
Amazing.
As a former international karate champion who was promoted based on her gold medal, Iori Kazuka suddenly felt a terrifying pressure coming at her, as if she were standing in front of a tiger's gaping maw, and would be beheaded in the next second.

"Don't be nervous, Tanimura-kun."

Slowly turning around, Iori Ichika looked at the young man who was bowing and facing her, as if about to pounce.

"You're collecting human 'souls,' aren't you?"

"It seems so,"

Although Wataru Tanimura did not answer, the expression on his face had already betrayed his true feelings.

"Brother Tanimura, there's no need for that."

"You want to collect 'souls'? Aren't the prisons overflowing with them?"

???

Tanimura Wataru, who had expected the other party to draw their gun and was even preparing to flee, was taken aback.

What do you mean?
"What I mean is, Tanimura-kun, why don't you cooperate with the government?"

Iori Kazuka stood up.
He spread his hands to indicate that he meant no harm.

"Look, I won a lousy gold medal and I still got promoted to police inspector on the spot. Many older guys work their way up to retirement and only get this position."

Iori Kazuka's voice was transmitted back to headquarters via electromagnetic waves, leaving many of the 'police inspectors' looking quite embarrassed.

"With your strength, young man, are you afraid you can't make a name for yourself?"

Seeing that the other party did not refute, Iori Kazuka pressed her advantage.

"As for imprisonment or dissection, to put it bluntly, you're more valuable than the Prime Minister right now, so such a thing is absolutely impossible!"

LOL

Only street vendor literature would constantly talk about 'anatomy'.

It's as if you can't be considered a 'mad scientist' unless you dissect a corpse.

However, the value of a living person far exceeds that of ten thousand corpses!
Anyone who dares to suggest dissecting such a precious specimen will be drowned in the spittle of all the scientists. Although his personal freedom may be somewhat restricted, the life of Tanimura Watari—as Iori Kazuka said—is now far more precious than the Prime Minister's.

That's it!

Tanimura Watari suddenly realized,
The 'strange smell' he detected was the smell of propellant in the bullet!
And are there still large numbers of people surrounded?
"I'm going to the toilet."

After thinking about it, Tanimura Watari gave this answer.

"Go ahead,"

Iori Kazuka raised her hand to gesture towards the shop.
The place was completely surrounded, and based on her understanding of Tanimura Watari, he was not an antisocial person.

A few minutes later,

Tanimura Wataru walked out of the restroom with a stern face, leading his Akita dog.

"Let's go, buddy."

Although the other party looked unpleasant, Iori Ichika didn't mind: after all, her mission was already complete.
"Iori, quick!"

"The Americans are here! Quickly shift your target!"

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(End of this chapter)