The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 775: The Bizarre Adventure of Shichijo Masato Part 8 ()

"Buy French fries? What does that mean? And how difficult can it be?" The three of them set off. Nanajo Masato took out his mobile phone to check the map, confirmed his target location, and then began to stride towards his destination.

All he had to do was cross the street in front of him, walk to the corner on the other side, cross the road, buy some fries, and then come back to report.

It sounds extremely simple, and even a child of a few years old can do it easily.

He looked back and saw Qian Xiaoyi sitting on a chair outside a coffee shop not far away, playing with his mobile phone. So Nanajo Masato took a deep breath, forced himself to ignore the influence of the talisman behind him, and continued walking.

But after walking just a dozen meters, Shichijo Masato felt an irritating pressure that made him very uncomfortable.

Although there were a lot of people around him, Shichijo Masato suddenly felt lonely and no one could understand him.

"Buying French fries? Isn't that ridiculous?" So he stopped and stood there.

A very common thought came to Nanajo Masato's mind. He thought, "One second ago, he was saying something like 'Exercise too much will only cause rhabdomyolysis', but the next second, he posted this talisman. What's the point of asking me to buy fries in this state... Is this a joke?"

He resisted the urge to tear off the talisman on his back and slowly began to move forward, but the sense of alienation between him and other people became deeper and deeper.

"I always feel like I've been fooled. Thinking carefully, is there really anyone who treats me as a friend?" Suspicion began to rise in Nanajo Masato's heart: "Since I returned to China, everyone around me has been taking action because of my identity. If I were not the heir to a consortium, they would definitely not care about me so much... Just like now, although I seem to have nothing, in fact, the blood of the Nanajo family is still flowing in my body. I am the grandson of the helmsman of the Nanajo Consortium, and I am worth using..."

For some reason, after thinking about these things, Nanajo Masato suddenly began to examine his previous life and current situation.

He frowned and left the crowd. He found a corner of the alley and sat down against the wall. He rubbed his face and thought carefully about his situation. As for buying French fries? This kind of joking task was put aside. He had more important issues to consider.

Loneliness, endless loneliness enveloped Shichijo Masato. He didn't know who to trust, nor did he understand the meaning of what he was doing. The task of buying French fries was too ridiculous, which made him doubtful.

Just when Shichijo Masato began to doubt his life, the other two had already walked out of the first block.

"Hmm... This doesn't feel good." Inuyama Heita clearly felt the power of the purple talisman. Although he had not been in the business for long, only a little over a year at most, he now knew clearly that he might not be able to hold on until he could buy the French fries and walk back.

"Think about it carefully, why would Brother B issue this kind of mission as special training?" Although the feeling of loneliness was also eroding Inuyama Heita, just like a patient with depression, he knew that it was a bad emotion and a thought that was self-inflicted, but he could not stop the emotion from spreading.

Inuyama Heita's state at this time was like schizophrenia. He was in pain and loneliness, as if the whole world had left him. He wanted to give up this ridiculous task involuntarily and run to a place where there was no one to vent.

And he was able to rely on his willpower to think calmly in this situation, and to control his body unwaveringly and walk towards his destination.

"What is his purpose?" Inuyama Heita frowned and thought, brushing past the crowd around him. He thought, "It can't be that he wants us to get used to this feeling of loneliness? This is totally inconsistent with what he said. They clearly said that we are too inclined to the supernatural and are easily affected, but this phenomenon has been aggravated, making our symptoms worse..." The troubled emotions continued to harass Inuyama Heita's thinking and attacked his reason. The footsteps of the pedestrians around him turned into noise, drilled into his ears, and blocked his thinking.

Swish, clatter, clatter, clatter…

"No... It's too noisy here!" Inuyama Heita shook his head angrily: "It's impossible to think calmly in such a noisy environment. I need to find a quieter place to think carefully..."

He subconsciously turned and wanted to walk in the direction where there were fewer people, but suddenly stopped because he was surprised to find that he was facing the opposite direction of his destination. If he walked in this direction, he would only move away from his destination.

"Damn it! Was this within your expectations, Brother Yi?" Inuyama Heita gritted his teeth, turned around and walked towards his destination. He must complete this test and prove that he is capable of standing on his own!

……

Unlike the other two people, Terao Iku did not show any self-doubt or paranoia, but he also encountered a difficult problem at this moment, that is... words.

He has been studying the "Cursed Book" for some time. The strokes and traces on it are like runes and codes. He needs to patiently break them down and then combine them with his own understanding to create something that he can use.

In order to analyze these messy strokes, Terao Iku not only had to study professional books on psychology, but also semiotics and philology. He once thought that if he had studied so hard in high school, he would have been admitted to the University of Tokyo long ago.

Because of this, after studying for a long time, whenever Terao Iku saw words... no, whenever he saw artificially created symbols or symbolic objects, they would begin to deform and distort in his eyes, and he would subconsciously use the knowledge he had learned to deconstruct them.

——Those things will come alive.

Whenever this symptom occurred, he would choose to rest for a while and let the world in his eyes become normal. He would continue his research only when the strange feeling disappeared.

He maintained this lifestyle for a long time and seldom went out because the outside world would disrupt his thinking. He would only go out when taking out the garbage or at night. He even ordered takeout for meals or cooked instant noodles himself.

He didn't think it was a big deal at first at home, but he started to feel uncomfortable when he was surrounded by people, because the knowledge he studied was somewhat distant from the real world, and it could even be said that they were two completely incompatible things. However, he was able to suppress this feeling with his own efforts and make himself appear like a normal person.

But when Qian Xiaoyi slapped the talisman on him, he found that he could no longer hold back his excitement as he walked. The strange feeling he felt when doing research conflicted with the real life atmosphere and made him feel nauseous and want to vomit. The words on the shop signs on the street were also deconstructed in his eyes. The artistic words of different shapes turned into strange shapes with different meanings and began to dance in his mind.

"It's over!" Terao Yu's head was covered in cold sweat. "Teacher Qian really guessed it right! I studied too deeply and have been corrupted by the forbidden knowledge!"

Terao Yu's cognition began to become confused, and he could no longer recognize the words on the signs.

(End of this chapter)