I directed the mythical revival in Tokyo

In the magnificently decorated hall.

The empty room was filled with the sound of footsteps, clear and pleasant to the ears.

The three younger brothers lowered their heads and looked ahead cautiously.

The white-haired man looked annoyed and kept pacing in the hall.

"Aaron! How many times have I told you not to be so impatient!"

A sound like thunder echoed in the air.

Hearing this, the white-haired man paused noticeably, then he turned to the wall next to him with a sullen look on his face.

On the wall hangs a golden stone sculpture of a dragon, its ruby ​​eyes sparkling as it speaks.

The white-haired man placed the ruby ​​scepter in his hand on the ground, placed his hands on it, and turned to look at the stone carving on the wall again.

His brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.

"Holy Lord, do you know how much manpower and financial resources we have spent to help you find the talisman during this period of time?"

The stone dragon's eyes flickered, as if responding to him.

"Don't worry, as long as you help me find all the talismans, I will give you all the treasures I have in my lifetime!"

Listening to the dragon statue's continuous temptations and promises, the white-haired man's dissatisfaction gradually deepened.

He couldn't help but raise his feet and approached the statue step by step, his forehead tilted forward slightly, and his tone revealed obvious displeasure.

"Hey, Lord, do you know how many times you've told us this?"

The white-haired man turned his eyes to the side and glanced at the three men who had been waiting on the side.

The three of them received his gaze, looked at each other, and then nodded quickly in agreement.

Everyone once again turned their eyes to the dragon statue in front of them, waiting for its response.

"Don't worry, Aaron!" The voice of the dragon statue echoed in the air.

"I am a noble dragon and a great wizard! To me, those treasures are not worth mentioning at all! What you need to do now is to help me find all the talismans as soon as possible!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a "ding-ding-dong-dong" sound from the shadows next to him.

The white-haired man's dissatisfied voice that was about to be made stopped abruptly, attracted by the sudden voice.

He turned his head and saw countless pearls and gems gushing out like fountains in the darkness of the ground.

A pearl rolled down to his feet.

Seeing this scene, a greedy look instantly appeared on the white-haired man's face.

However, just as he was about to rush forward to verify the gold and silver treasures, he found that these treasures were quickly swallowed up by the ground under the surge of darkness.

In the end, only a few scattered jewels were left on the ground, as if proving that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.

【At least this stingy guy finally vomited something! 】

The white-haired man bent over to pick up the jewelry on the ground, and the dissatisfaction on his face dissipated slightly.

He carefully observed the quality of the jewelry under the light, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a satisfied expression.

"Although you gave us the detector, we can't find the talisman unless we get close to a certain distance. Can you at least give us some more help?" He looked up and asked the dragon statue.

"be patient……"

"head!"

During the conversation, a burly subordinate looked at the video sent to him with a stunned expression, then stepped forward with an honest tone and raised his hand as if he was making a report.

After everyone's eyes were focused on him, he slowly raised the mobile phone in his hand and showed the screen to everyone.

The screen showed a scene in a special ward of a hospital, where a boy was confronting two hospital staff members.

"Boss, take a look at this! This was sent by our subordinate gang!"

The white-haired man was stunned for a moment, then he put the jewelry in his arms and prepared to take a closer look.

However, before he could fully comprehend the scene on the screen, the buzzing sound of the dragon statue was heard.

"This is the power of the rabbit! Aaron! The target has appeared!"

The white-haired man took the phone so he could see it more clearly.

His eyebrows raised, and the corners of his mouth rose again, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

"Where is the location?"

“Texas!”

……

Martin sat on the sofa in the bar, feeling the support from the backrest.

He folded his hands, resting them on his crossed legs, and his eyes fell on the gang members playing and fighting in front of him.

A gang member with blue hair seemed to notice Martin's gaze. He turned around, grinned, and waved to Martin enthusiastically.

"Hey, Martin, do you want to join us?"

Martin was slightly startled by the invitation, then a shy smile appeared on his face. He replied with a hint of apology.

"Excuse me, I want to rest here for a while."

"OK, no problem."

The blue-haired gang member responded cheerfully.

[Have you joined for a few days without realizing it? 】

Although the atmosphere around him was lively, Martin felt that he was somewhat out of place in this environment.

He looked around, a mixture of emotions welling up in his heart.

[This kind of life seems pretty good? ]

[Compared to the study life in school, the pressure seems to be much less. 】

【The most important thing is that everyone is similar. 】

Martin's mind began to wander, and numerous thoughts popped up in his head.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his cheek.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw a man with a goatee sitting next to him with a bottle of iced cola in his hand.

The man threw the Coke to Martin without hesitation.

Snapped!
Martin took the Coke and felt the coolness in his hands.

He couldn't help but look to the side, and saw the man with a goatee skillfully opening a bottle of beer, then raising his glass to clink with him.

"boom!"

Martin looked at the Coke in his hand and felt a little surprised.

[I didn't expect that the deputy gang leader is actually a more careful person than I thought. ]

"Hey, Martin, how are you adjusting to the new situation?"

The goateed man asked, and at the same time there was the sound of him gulping down his beer.

Martin looked at the Coke in his hand, his own face reflected on the surface, and memories of his recent gang membership flooded back to him.

[Martin, how does it feel to race? Don't you think it's cool?]

[Martin! Do you want to have a drink together? ]

[Hey, do you see that hot girl in front? Do you want me to teach you a few moves? ]

"Everybody is fine."

An indescribable smile appeared at the corner of Martin's mouth, and then he gulped down the Coke in his hand.

"This is Coca-Cola? Actually, I prefer Pepsi!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Isn't Pepsi a toilet cleaner?"

"Coca-Cola is like disinfectant!"

The two looked at each other closely, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. However, the man with the goatee suddenly raised his mouth and patted Martin on the shoulder.

"Take it easy, take it slow!"

Martin was silent for a moment, then nodded.

While the two were talking, heavy footsteps were heard behind them.

The goateed man glanced and suddenly shouted behind him with a hint of surprise.

"Boss! I want to take a day off tomorrow!"

Raymond's footsteps as he was about to go upstairs paused for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his tough guy face, as if he understood the goateed man's intention.

"Have fun tomorrow!"

"OK!"

【Is there any special event? 】

Looking at the goateed man who put his feet on the coffee table in front of him and made exaggerated movements, Martin felt a little surprised while drinking Coke and glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.

He was about to say something when a crisp call suddenly came from the door.

"Hey, bro!"

The door was kicked open with a bang. Martin was startled and was about to stand up when he was pulled down by the goateed man next to him.

He looked closely and saw a short girl with twin ponytails in the sunlight.

The girl has a pretty face, with a bit of childishness.

She was wearing a huge coat that was extremely disproportionate to her body and almost covered her entire upper body. She was chewing something in her mouth that looked like chewing gum.

Looking down, Martin felt a sense of familiarity with the school uniform she was wearing.

[Isn't this the school uniform of the school next door? ]

[Come to think of it, considering her age, she should be in school.]

In this noisy bar, Martin suddenly saw the girl wearing the campus clothes he often saw in the past, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

However, the next moment, Martin's impression of the girl's quiet image began to change.

"Hey! Becca! Didn't I tell you to avoid places like this as much as possible?"

An irritable look gradually appeared on her face. She pointed at the gang members who were making jokes, with her middle finger slightly raised, and turned her head away in dissatisfaction.

"You're the one who controls me!"

"Hey, hey, hey, deputy gang leader, you have to discipline your sister!"

"Be careful or you won't be able to get married!"

Suddenly Martin noticed that the goateed man next to him suddenly became a little warmer.

He pressed his hand slightly down towards the noisy gang members nearby, and everyone's voices stopped instantly.

The next moment, Martin felt the sofa under him bounce slightly, and sure enough, the other party had stood up and walked forward.

"Sorry! Martin, I have some things to do and need to go back first!"

Under the sunlight, the shadows of the goateed man and the girl with twin ponytails are slowly overlapping.

"How many times have I told you! I'm not asking you to..."

Looking at the two people who were about to leave, a gang member who seemed to know the inside story smiled and couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Beca! Have a great birthday tomorrow!"

"OK!"

……

On the second floor of the bar, in the office, Raymond looked helplessly at the blond man in front of him.

clap clap clap!
The other party seemed to enjoy this, holding a pistol and constantly shooting at the target in front of him, trying to hit the bull's eye.

However, the bullet hole on the target was getting closer and closer to the bullseye but never hit the target.

With a "click" sound, the last bullet was fired. The blond man threw the pistol aside without hesitation and turned his gaze to Raymond.

At this time, Raymond was sitting in his seat, holding a silver metal dumbbell in his hand, and it was unknown what material it was made of.

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat that kept sliding down, and due to excessive exertion, the veins on his arms were bulging out.

With a huff, Raymond seemed to finally relieve the pressure. He leaned back and put the dumbbell in his hand back to its original position.

"Speaking of that power, you've only just gotten used to it?" the blond man asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "I never expected that your talent is even worse than I thought!"

Uh.

Raymond looked to the side, trying to read something from the other person's expression, but the other person was always wearing sunglasses and his facial expression remained the same, making it impossible to guess his inner thoughts.

"That's why I need to work hard to make up for it. Also, I got another batch of the things you wanted."

Suddenly, Raymond bent down and picked up a silver-gray safe from the ground.

This action seemed to break the stalemate between the two and also made the blond man slightly stunned.

Raymond opened the safe skillfully and placed it on the ground.

As the safe was opened, a large amount of unknown tree debris came into view.

"I spent a lot of effort to get these remains of the sacred tree. After the great battle in Nara Prefecture, many people fought for the remains of the sacred tree!"

Raymond said as he pushed the suitcase towards the blond man, his tone revealing an excitement that was difficult to conceal.

"Mr. Mirror, how much are these worth?"

Recalling a period of time before, Raymond was asked by the other party to collect the remains of these sacred trees.

“I don’t have that much money!”

That’s what Raymond wanted to say.

But after each transaction, the other party would generously increase his strength.

After only a few transactions, Raymond was surprised to find that his strength was growing at an unprecedented rate.

Therefore, this sentence was always buried in my stomach.

From the very beginning when he was given abilities by the other party, he was just an ordinary person with abilities.

However, after three transactions, under the illumination of the other party's white light, he was able to compete effortlessly with a powerful person who had awakened once!

While others still need to continue to develop their abilities, it is enough for him to continue to adapt to this new force.

Although these sacred tree remains are expensive on the black market, they are already extremely cheap compared to the extraordinary potions that are in short supply.

[Having power means having status, and having status means having money! ]

Da da da

The blond man in front of him was fiddling with the remains of the sacred tree in front of him out of boredom.

His fingers lightly touched the remains of the sacred tree, and the next moment, those remains turned into countless dead wood powders as if they had been squeezed dry.

call!
A satisfied expression appeared on the blond man's face, and then he turned his gaze to Raymond.

Looking at Raymond's expectant eyes, he said in a calm tone.

"This is the last deal, I don't need these anymore!"

Raymond's expectant eyes suddenly turned into panic.

You know, he relies on trading with the Smoke Mirror in front of him to gain power. If the trade stops...

"Please continue the deal, I'll do anything!"

"No, I don't need it anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blond man reached out and took out a mouse charm from his chest.

Raymond looked at the mouse charm in the blond man's hand with a hint of horror in his eyes, and exclaimed: "I remember this is the power of the charm... Be careful!"

He looked forward nervously, but what confused him was that the blond man in front of him did not turn into the stone statue he collected, but was still standing there stretching his muscles.

"Huh, I'm more used to my own body!"

As if he felt the sidelong glances from the side, his stretching movement paused slightly, then he turned his head to Raymond with a hint of satisfaction in his tone.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just the form of the God of Disobedience!"

The God of Disobedience? Is it the same as Kaguya-sama?

But I remember that it didn't require a pointer like the five treasures...

Uh... yeah! The smoke mirror itself is the pointing object!
[So he wanted to change his identity to get rid of the power of the rat spell? ]

Thinking of the power of the God of Disobedience before, he looked at the blond man in front of him cautiously.

[Did I attract a very troublesome guy? ]

Suddenly he felt his palm sink, and his meditation was broken.

Under the light, a blood-red crystal skull was lying carefully in his hand.

[What is this? Can I gain supernatural powers by eating it? ]

He was about to ask when he heard the blond man's cheerful voice.

"During the time I borrowed your talisman, my status as a god and yours as a human were not equal, and the value of our time was also completely different."

"Now this talisman is just returning the property to its original owner." The blond man continued, "As for the red skull, consider it as the interest I give you!"

Interest?

Raymond looked at the skull in his hand and was slightly stunned.

"Just a little prop, I hope you never need it."

He was about to stand up and continue asking questions, but the blond man gently placed his finger in front of his lips, raised his eyebrows, and signaled him to be quiet.

"Shh! Someone is coming!"

Tap, tap, tap, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Then, with a thud, the door was pushed open and a figure rushed in.

"What happened? Why so anxious?"

The visitor looked around and found Raymond sitting alone in an office chair sorting out materials.

Martin's mood finally relaxed. He seemed to have found his backbone. He adjusted his mood slightly and then spoke clearly.

"Mr. Raymond! There are people claiming to be from the Black Hand Gang downstairs who want to see you!"

"The Black Hand? I get it! You can go home now, Martin."

"Go home? But, Mr. Raymond..."

"I'm the gang leader!" Raymond interrupted him. "Don't make me say it again, kid!"

"understand……"

……

In the white ward, sunlight shines through the curtains, casting patches of light on the coffee table next to a woman.

I don't know when, a bouquet of bright flowers has been placed on the coffee table, adding a touch of vitality to this monotonous space.

The "swish, swish, swish" sound echoed in the ward, and it was particularly clear.

Martin sat on a chair next to the hospital bed, and the fruit knife in his hand flexibly cut across the apple skin. A long string of apple peels was cut off in an instant and fell lightly into the trash can.

He put the fruit knife back into its sheath and placed the smooth cut apples neatly on the plate beside him.

Martin looked at his mother's sleeping face and felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

Those guys...

He gently held his mother's hand, placed it in the palm of his own, and lowered his head slightly.

Salsa
He moved his mother's hand to the top of his head, as if trying to gain some strength and comfort in this way.

"Mom, do you know? Now I have become an official extraordinary person and joined a very good organization."

"I can assure you that I will make a lot of money every day in the future. One day, you just need to lie in the warm garden in the afternoon and feel the sunshine."

"I know your hobbies. I will buy you a whole garden of flowers. If you feel tired of watering, I will install fully automatic equipment. You will have enough time to enjoy life with friends of your age."

As soon as he finished speaking, a drop of water suddenly fell on the white bed sheet, and the color began to gradually darken. As the water drop spread, the pattern on the bed sheet below gradually emerged.

"I will be successful! So, Mom...can you wake up earlier?"

buzzing-

Martin suddenly felt the phone in his pocket vibrate, and he quickly took it out to check the caller ID.

He gently tucked the quilt for his mother, then tiptoed towards the door.

"Brother Raymond! What's the matter?"

"Tonight at dusk? Okay, I got it!"

As Martin's voice faded away at the door of the room, sunlight poured into the house through the window, and the breeze blew gently, causing the curtains to sway gently in the wind.

A leaf floated in with the wind and landed lightly next to the peeled apple.

At this moment, on the hospital bed in the house, Martin's mother's eyes were wet without knowing when, and a crystal teardrop was slightly reflected in the sunlight...

……

under dusk

Martin followed Raymond's footsteps and walked forward quietly. He couldn't help but stare at Raymond's back and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Raymond, what exactly is our mission this time?"

"Check out the deals of the people ahead! Then stop them!"

In a dilapidated factory at dusk, the two watched from a distance a middle-aged man with a briefcase and a nervous look on his face who was cautiously heading inside.

crunch.

"Let's follow!"

The footsteps moved lightly, stepping on the grass on the ground. A large number of old oil drums were placed randomly around.

As Martin watched, Raymond put his ear against the wall and listened to the conversation inside.

"Did you get the stuff?"

"Boss, this looks like Lockheed Martin's confidential information!"

"very good!"

"boom!"

Smelling the smell of gunpowder coming from inside, Martin's expression changed and he heard a soft voice in his ear.

"Four people! No problem!"

Buzz!
As soon as he took a step, a strong wind suddenly came from the sky.

Martin's clothes began to be blown continuously. He shielded his face with his hands and looked upward.
I saw a white-haired man in a green suit on the helicopter with a ferocious smile.

In his hand was a stone sculpture of four dragon heads. The dragon head facing the two of them had red eyes.

At the same time, Martin noticed that the rabbit stone on his chest began to heat up slightly.

[Oh no! They’re coming for me!]

"I caught the rabbit!" (End of this chapter)