The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 768: The Bizarre Adventure of Shichijo Masato Part
"Father Kamino has disappeared." Mike reported to Qian Xiaoyi while wiping his cup in the Blues Bar, "I went to the church and found a notice posted on the church saying that the priest had gone to study and would take some time to come back. The key to the church was given to an old church member. Except for the absence of the priest, the usual activities were going on normally."

"Did he really disappear?" Qian Xiaoyi shook the orange juice with ice in the glass and said, "He had arranged everything in order before he disappeared. That guy is really a competent priest, but he just went astray."

Mike asked doubtfully, "Mr. Qian, is Father Kamiya really a member of that cult?"

"Yeah~" Qian Xiaoyi said absentmindedly: "By taking advantage of people's despair, turning them into cultists, and exploiting their interests..."

"He sounds like a jerk." Maria sighed, "From what Mike said, I think he is a good person, but how could a truly devout believer do such a thing?"

Mike nodded: "I think so too, Father Kamino is really good at disguising himself."

Qian Xiaoyi finished the orange juice in the glass and said, "Maybe it's not a disguise. Sometimes, devout believers who are led to the evil path will be more dangerous than ordinary people. Father Kamiya is like this. Through contact, I found that he has become insane and his thoughts have become solidified. Maybe he even thinks he is doing good things."

"Yes, there are such people." Maria said, "They are doing something very bad for their family, but they stubbornly believe that they are doing good things. I have seen many such people. Usually, they are too self-centered and don't care about other people's feelings at all."

Mike thought: "But Father Kamiya doesn't seem like that kind of person. He usually considers other people's feelings."

Qian Xiaoyi shook his head: "That's because he feels that he is doing something like a "necessary evil" and is deeply trapped in a vortex of self-satisfaction. Anyway, you should not delve into the thoughts of this kind of religious lunatic."

He put down the cup and said, "Well, I'm leaving now. Don't tell anyone about Father Kamino's affairs."

"Would you like to have a drink with me? Take a break?" Maria winked at him. "You should take care of the business in the store. You actually come to my place and drink a beverage."

Qian Xiaoyi knew that Maria was asking him to stop being so tense and relax occasionally. Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Sorry, there are really a lot of things I need to deal with during this period. Maybe next time."

After watching Qian Xiaoyi leave, Mike said, "Mr. Qian... his style seems to be becoming more and more like a detective, even though he always denies it."

Maria sighed and said, "He must be preparing to do something big. I feel like he won't be with us for long."

"What? Mr. Qian is going to die?" Mike was shocked.

Maria rolled her eyes. "That's not what I meant. I meant that he should be close to his goal in Japan, and he will leave after completing it. He is not dead. Don't say such unlucky words."

"Ms. Maria, are you also a detective?" Mike asked, "You can see things like this."

"It's a woman's intuition, intuition~" Maria said.

Mike glanced at Maria's knotted muscles and continued to wipe the cup silently. It was more of a bar owner's experience than a woman's intuition. After all, he had run the store for so many years and had seen many different kinds of people. Qian Xiaoyi was just a special passer-by in this store.

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ding dong~~
The doorbell of the apartment rang. Inuyama Heita walked to the door and looked through the peephole before opening the door to welcome the guest.

"Brother Yi?" Inuyama Heita asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Qian Xiaoyi usually doesn't come here. If there is something, we just call him and ask him to go to the office.

Qian Xiaoyi took off his shoes at the entrance and said casually, "Ah, I came to play games with you."

"Eh? Really?" Inuyama Heita was stunned. His family did have a second-hand game console, which he bought from a used shop. It was Ajian who begged him to buy it for him.

"Of course it's fake, idiot!" Qian Xiaoyi said, "I'm not here to find you." He put on his slippers and walked inside by himself, as if he were at home.

Inuyama Heita scratched his head, closed the door and followed.

In the living room, Ajian was directing Nanajo Masato to play a game that looked like it was from 10 or 20 years ago. Qian Xiaoyi had never seen the game console before. At this moment, the two of them were shouting and yelling as they passed the levels.

"Jump! Jump quickly! Stupid, there is a hidden entrance under that platform!"

"Ajian, shut up! I have my own way of fighting!"

The two of them were sitting on the floor in front of the TV, having a lot of fun.

Qian Xiaoyi sat on the sofa, silently observing Qi Tiao Zhengren's lively appearance. It seemed that after rolling in the mud for a while, this guy's young master temperament was finally worn away a little.

Thinking back to the first time he saw Shichijo Masato's appearance, Qian Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh, what a face that asked for a punch, and the arrogant look that made people always want to punch him. But now he looks much more pleasing to the eye.

"Eh? Something's wrong, this is..." Ah Jian was the first to sense Qian Xiaoyi's presence, and when he turned around, he said in surprise: "Brother Yi!"

Nanajo Masato also turned around: "Eh? Why are you here? Ah... dead."

He turned his head and saw that the protagonist on the screen had been killed by the monster, so he could only sigh, throw down the controller, and curse: "Shit! Rubbish game console."

"What did you say?!!!" Ah Jian was furious: "This is a masterpiece that can be ranked in the top 60 of the best games in my mind. How dare you insult it like this! And you also insult my favorite game console. I will fight you! Ghost's cold attack!"

"Wow! I feel so uncomfortable! Ah Jian, what are you doing? Get out of here!"

"Weak psychic, can't you even withstand the icy touch of a weak ghost like me? I poke, I poke~"

"It's itchy, asshole!"

Qian Xiaoyi silently drank the tea brought to him by Inuyama Heita and watched the two guys playing in front of him.

Under Qian Xiaoyi's silent death gaze, Qijiao Zhengren and Ajian finally calmed down. Ajian said "I'm going to pee" and then slipped away.

"You and Ajian seemed to be having a lot of fun~" Qian Xiaoyi said.

A feeling of shame immediately crept onto Nanajo Masato's face. He immediately recalled that he used to be a comrade-in-arms standing on the same level as Qian Xiaoyi and fighting side by side. But now he had fallen to the same status as a fat otaku like Ajian and was discovered by others. He was immediately filled with ashamed.

"That was... Ken insisted that I play with him." Nanajo Masato defended, "It was definitely not my own initiative! You know, as a top student who studied abroad, I usually don't touch these things that can ruin my life."

"Yes, yes, yes~" Qian Xiaoyi was very perfunctory.

Nanajo Masato blushed a little, and he asked awkwardly: "Ahem...um, you have something serious to discuss, right? Let's just talk about the serious matter and forget about Ken."

"Okay." Qian Xiaoyi nodded, then asked, "Do you want to return to your previous position?"

(End of this chapter)