Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 204 I believe you!

"If you want to join our sect, there are also thresholds. At least you have to cut off material desires and abandon all the evil obstacles that hinder your practice."

After the master finished speaking, he glanced at the other visitors and added: "Secondly, those who are not determined to seek the truth are not recommended to join the religion..."

"I know!"

Fushimi Lu raised his hand and said, "Master, you are thinking about us. You don't want people without talent to waste their time, right? If I'm not mistaken, the obstacles that hinder practice are money and beauty... I don't have any of those things, so I meet the requirements for joining the sect very well!"

The others were initially tempted, but after hearing Fushimi Shika's straightforward statement that it would require both financial loss and abstinence, they immediately gave up the idea.

Even the ugly girl who asked the question first changed her mind. The reason she wanted to become beautiful was to marry a tall, rich and handsome man. But now she is told that both of these two things are banned. What's the point of her practicing? She might as well go home and be a stay-at-home!
Without waiting for the master to speak, the others stood up and said goodbye, fearing that they would be embarrassed if they left too late. Otomo Hayabusa hurriedly spoke to keep them, saying that these people were all his merits! If any of them ran away, he would be heartbroken.

"Ah, Mr. Kuroda, you want to take another look?"

"Ms. Hijikata...why are you also..."

"Please think about this again..."

However, the more he tried to keep them, the faster the visitors left, and even the shifty agent followed them to slack off after get off work.

In a blink of an eye, there was only one young man left on the mat. He had a youthful appearance and pale skin, and seemed to have just graduated from high school. He kept his lips tight and remained silent. He was probably a young man who had quarreled with his parents and ran away from home.

The master was dissatisfied. He rarely stayed up late to work overtime, but ended up not making any money and not recruiting any people. He planned to find the two female believers to vent his anger.

"Since you two are interested in joining the sect, let Dayou introduce the process. If you have any questions, you can always ask him... I still have homework to do, so I won't stay with you any longer."

After the master finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked away with his head held high.

He has always been a hands-off boss, and only shows up when presiding over initiation ceremonies, preaching doctrines to believers, and displaying supernatural powers. The reason why he came to receive newcomers today was mainly because he heard that a woman came to visit and wanted to try his luck.

He doesn't need to do the trivial tasks of brainwashing believers himself, as there will naturally be brainwashed backbones to help.

"Master, take care!" Fushimi Shika waved goodbye.

The latter ignored him and left the factory.

Four or five believers closed the door, gathered around, and preached to Fushimi Lu and the young man the rules they needed to follow to join the church: they had to hand over all their property, they had to become monks and practice asceticism, and they had to treat all believers equally...

After talking about so many harsh conditions, Fushimi Lu felt that it was no different from a pyramid scheme. The worst thing was that to join the church one had to work for the church, go to work in a company, and hand over all their wages, all under the euphemism of saying it was part of spiritual practice... This group of believers were also giving up, and they looked like it was up to you to believe it or not, and if you didn't believe it, you could get out.

Fushimi Shika used all his strength and fully utilized his Lv7 social skills to hold back his laughter, and nodded seriously in agreement.

To his surprise, the young man also agreed.

Did this guy watch too many anime? Did he mistake Aum Shinrikyo for a hypnotic cult?
As the saying goes, respect the fate of others and let go of the desire to help others. Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost. Fushimi Shika has done everything he can. This guy insists on staying, so there is nothing he can do. Just pretend he didn't see it.

"If you want to join the church, you have to go through a seven-day probation period. During this period, you two need to be isolated from the outside world and hold a confession ceremony every day, only then can you wash away your sins and get ashore and escape from the sea of ​​suffering." Otomo Hayabusa said in a businesslike tone.

Fushimi Shika didn't try to get close to him. He knew with his ass that the so-called 'seven-day probation period' was nothing more than an obedience test + sunk costs + confinement and isolation. Even an iron man would become dazed after these three tests.

"Where will we live during the quarantine period?" he asked, raising his hand. "The Order will provide housing." Otomo Hayabusa's tone was stiff, and the friendship was about to capsize.

Fushimi nods, and in front of everyone, he says seriously: "In fact, I joined the sect mainly because I trust Hayabusa-kun. Before I came here, I thought that the sect Hayabusa-kun chose must be trustworthy, so I didn't doubt that the young man was a shill."

Otomo Hayabusa's face was moved. His throat moved slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at the few church members beside him: "What nonsense are you talking about? The master's superpowers are real, that guy is not a shill..."

"I know." Fushimi nods and says seriously, "I believe you."

Now Otomo Hayabusa didn't know what to say. He felt a tightness in his chest, and his heart, which had finally hardened, suddenly felt guilty.

Fushimi Shika was not going to let Otomo Hayabusa go. He took out a cloth bag, held up the katana solemnly with one hand, and said, "Since joining the sect requires handing over property, I will entrust this sword that my father entrusted to me to you... Hayabusa-kun, please accept it."

In ancient times, Liu Bei angrily threw Adou, and now Fushimi holds the sword with one hand. The value of entrusting an orphan to someone in Baidi City is the pinnacle of a man's romance. Fushimi Shika is a little less skilled than the big-eared thief, but it is relatively easy for him to subdue a small minion.

Otomo Hayabusa made a "hmm" sound with a strong nasal tone and took the katana with both hands.

The heavy weight in his hands weighed on his heart.

Otomo Hayabusa said nothing. As usual, he took the two of them out of the tatami-covered open space, turned through the wooden partition corridor, crossed the road, and walked into the factory in the north. Only then did they arrive at their destination - the so-called housing provided was actually living in containers in the factory.

There were two rows of containers at the innermost part of the factory, about 20 or 30 in total, close together, forming a narrow corridor. When Fushimi Shika approached, he heard faint groans and moans. The young man's face, which was already pale, suddenly became even paler.

"The probation period is very difficult. You two can still regret it now..."

Before Otomo Hayabusa finished speaking, Fushimi Shika interrupted him and said, "Don't worry, I'm mentally prepared."

At this point, Otomo Hayabusa couldn't say anything more, otherwise other church members would become suspicious. The only thing he could do now was to help Fushimi Shika pick a container with a better environment, at least no one had died in it, and it was relatively clean and hygienic.

After the accommodation was assigned, the believers searched the two people and took away their mobile phones and pagers, saying that they would be returned after they left the country. Fushimi Shika had no objection, and he pushed his wheelchair and entered the container with another young man.

The space inside was very crowded. There were two bunk beds in a container and a smelly wooden barrel in the corner, which was probably the toilet.

Otomo Hayabusa closed the iron door, and the container was suddenly plunged into darkness. The only light source was the air vent on the upper left. Then, there was a clanging sound of the door being locked. Even if a thief was reborn, he would not be able to open the door through the steel plate.

Fushimi Shika was in a good mood. He groped in the dark, found his bed, hopped on one foot, and lay down. It was his sleep time, so he went to bed quickly to avoid staying up late and hurting his brain.

The other young man remained silent, neither saying hello nor introducing himself. He stood there for a long while, but did not lie down on the bed. Instead, he leaned against the corner and slid down to the ground as if exhausted.

Footsteps were heard outside, getting farther and farther away, and then the sound of the factory gate closing was heard. The world suddenly became quiet, with only the faint wailing of ghosts remaining.

Fushimi Shika closed his eyes and was about to have a good sleep, but he heard a crisp "crack" sound coming from the metal wall.

"Hey! Bro! New bro! What's the date? What time is it now?"

Fushimi Lu originally didn't intend to pay attention to it, but he suddenly felt that the voice sounded familiar. After careful recollection, he realized that it was Zhao Chunshu's voice.

(End of this chapter)