Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 296 The Strongest Assassin

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Jinguji Aoi paused and turned around suddenly...

Her pupils shrank like needles, fixed on the man's back.

The performance had just ended and the audience had basically left. Most of the trainees were still busy removing their makeup and packing their luggage. It was very normal to meet trainees in the backstage area.

What surprised her was that there was a dark foul air following the trainee as he walked, flowing out from between his swinging fingers...

Before Jinguji Aoi could react, Xia Fan just walked out of the meeting room and prepared to remove her makeup.

"Hey, Xia Jun, I've been looking for you so hard!"

Seeing Xia Fan, the trainee smiled brightly...

"Senior Chai Dao...what do you want from me?"

Xia Fan recognized immediately that this person was his schoolmate, Makoto Shibata, who had been able to fill in for the second round of performances.

"Of course I came all the way here to congratulate you. You won the performance again!"

Shibata Makoto responded excitedly and quickened his pace towards Xia Fan.

"Thank you, senior..."

Xia Fan felt something strange about the other party's overly enthusiastic attitude...

"It seems your group also won, let's congratulate each other."

But his first reaction was that Shibata Makoto was just like the other trainees, trying to be friendly in order to get some shots and exposure from him, so he responded politely.

In this round of performances, Shibata Makoto's team easily won the victory because one of the trainees on the opponent's side "accidentally" suffered from the rare "anal loose hemorrhoid syndrome" and was absent.

"Well, both of them won. They are worthy of the name of Tokyo University of the Arts. It is indeed a cause for celebration!"

When he was just one step away, Shibata Makoto opened his arms, as if wanting to give him a big hug...

"Senior Chaidao, what is that in your hand..."

His hands, which were originally hidden at his sides, appeared clearly in front of Xia Fan...

The foul air, like black mist, leaked out from between the fingers like liquid.

"Nothing, just a hug representing passion and friendship..."

With his mouth twisted into a grin, his bloodshot eyes bulging outward, Shibata Makoto threw himself at Xia Fan in a bear hug...

As long as he gives the other person a "death hug" here and then leaves as if nothing happened, he can complete the "mission" given by God.

With this "lethal dose" of scales, Xia Fan would only be able to survive until the end of the recording and return home, before he would die in endless pain...

And he, Shibata Makoto, will become a favorite of Lady Jizi, and may even have a chance to kiss her...

Be it the police or the mysterious supernatural agency, they will never find out about it.

But what Shibata Makoto could not have expected was that Xia Fan in front of him, with a nimble step, narrowly avoided his hug in the narrow corridor.

"Don't be shy, Xia Jun, accept the senior's sincere congratulations..."

Shibata Makoto smiled awkwardly and turned his head, spreading his arms again, wanting to give Xia Fan another "hug" like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food...

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But he discovered that the female "staff member" who had left in the opposite direction had returned without him noticing...

What's even more strange is that this seemingly thin woman is actually floating in mid-air at this moment.

The high heels on her jade feet were rapidly enlarging in his sight...

"Oh!"

The next second, Jinguji Aoi passed by Xia Fan and did a smooth roundhouse kick before landing...

When the talisman paper attached to the sole of the slender high-heeled shoes came into contact with the spreading foul air, it spontaneously ignited without wind, emitting dazzling flames, and then smashed heavily into Shibata Makoto's sunny and handsome face... Shibata Makoto flew backwards, and the back of his head hit the ground hard, completely interrupting his thoughts.

"Command, this is 'Miko'. We have just subdued a man who attempted to use supernatural powers to threaten the person he is protecting. Send someone to contain him immediately."

"Preliminary judgment shows that his identity should be the 'assassin' we are waiting for."

Carefully checking to see if Shibata Makoto on the ground was truly unconscious, she reported calmly into the communication channel.

"Mr. Xia Fan..."

"I was in a hurry just now and took action on my own. I am sorry for that."

Suddenly realizing something, she pulled her high heels off Shibata Makoto's face, put them on, smoothed her messy bangs, and looked back at Xia Fan with a blushing face...

Just now, I was concerned about someone's safety and used thunderous means without hesitation...

Will he dislike me if he sees my violent side?

"No, it's okay. I'm just a little surprised."

Xia Fan, who was stunned the whole time, finally closed his open mouth.

"Whether it's Jinguji's 'Fiery Spin Kick' or the fact that Shibata-senpai is the 'strongest assassin'..."

Noticing the handful of "black scales" emitting foul smell in Shibata Makoto's loosened palm, his expression became serious.

……

The next day, Tokyo University of the Arts.

During the preparation time before the vocal class, the music department's tiered classroom was as busy as usual with people coming and going and laughing and joking.

Horie Tsubasa walked in absentmindedly, carrying his schoolbag.

After preparing her textbooks, notebooks and other materials, she glanced at the front of the classroom with some concern...

A certain seat in the first row was as empty as her mood at the moment.

"The final exam is coming up soon. Is Xia Jun's attendance score for this semester okay?"

Muttering to himself, Horie Tsubasa took out his phone and opened an app called "One-click support for eating."

"Thank you for supporting me today. The support process will take a minute. Please wait patiently..."

A Q-version figure that looked like Xia Fan stood up from the bottom of the screen and bowed to her...

Immediately, Horie Tsubasa's mobile phone jumped between the web page and the APP in a hosted manner, automatically completing some daily check-in tasks.

She downloaded this program a few days ago through a Xia Fan support website called "Midsummer Shrine".

It only needs to run for one minute every day. Through the underlying logic of the program and some gray code methods, it can complete the "Idol Birth Festival" sponsor channel activity, which was originally cumbersome and took an hour, and obtain five precious popularity tickets for Xia Fan. It is a very efficient and concise support program.

"Cheering is complete, remember to cheer for me tomorrow, love you, I love your abs!"

After the run ended, the Q version of "Xia Fan" on the screen awkwardly lifted up his clothes, revealing his Q version abdominal muscles, and then shyly trotted away from the side of the screen.

"Hey, what's the new action..."

Horie Tsubasa smiled and put down his phone. A young man wearing a black shirt and black pants, a baseball cap and a black mask, peered in at the classroom door like a thief...

After making sure everything was normal in the classroom, he quickly sat down in the first row, took out his textbook as if nothing had happened, and began to prepare for the class.

"summer……"

The dull look in Horie Tsubasa's eyes gradually turned into surprise.

"Xia Fan... It's Xia Fan!!!"

Before she could say anything, a male student sitting in the "VIP seat" at the top of the lecture hall roared...

(End of this chapter)