I'm a demon in Tokyo!

Chapter 71: The rain in Tokyo is so heavy that it drowns everything (Two-in-one reading required)
Yakuza? Yakuza?
Zhou Zhenyu's first reaction was that he had run into a member of Japan's legendary Yakuza, but he was not too scared.

After all, this is a tram station and a public place.

No matter how rampant the yakuza were, they did not dare to openly cause trouble in such places after the promulgation of the "Countermeasures against Violent Groups Law" in the 90s.

"Excuse me, who is the Uesugi Tetsu you are talking about..."

Before Zhou Zhenyu could finish his words, sticky scarlet blood splashed onto his cheek from the side.

Abnormal warmth.

Yuta Niijima slowly removed his five fingers from the girl's head in front of him, stuffed the extremely fresh flesh and soul into his mouth, and made a satisfied sound.

"The souls of high school students are still delicious."

The next moment, the people around realized what had happened and began to scream and run away.

After killing several people like swatting ants, Yuta Niijima, who was enjoying the soul buffet, no longer cared about the rest of the people.

He asked again while moving his jaw to tear at the crying soul.
"Uesugi Tetsu, where are you?"

After a moment of stunned silence, Zhou Zhenyu did not break down like the others, crying and wanting to escape.
The young man heaved a sigh of relief and smiled brightly at Niijima Yuta.

"Brother, if you have such strong power, you should have said so earlier!"

Yuta Niijima, who was enjoying his meal, was stunned.

what's the situation?
"Oh! Big brother, you may not know this guy, Uesugi Che!" Zhou Zhenyu said with an angry expression, "This guy appears to be a high school student, but in fact, he is a murderous Onmyoji! All day long, he is either performing blood sacrifices or killing people randomly!"

His voice couldn't help but tremble as he spoke in anger: "My girlfriend was killed by this murderer! Now, I have to follow his orders and go to Haneda Airport!"

"Oh?"

Niijima Yuta's interest was piqued: "Why did he ask you to go to Haneda Airport?"

"Sacrifice!" Zhou Zhenyu shuddered as if thinking of something terrifying, dropping his phone to the ground. "He wants to use me as a coordinate and sacrifice everyone at Haneda Airport to the gods."

Niijima Yuta narrowed his eyes: "So, where is Uesugi Tetsu now?"

“Narita Airport!”

Zhou Zhenyu answered immediately, and he swore confidently: "According to him, there is an inexplicable connection between the two airports, which can allow the sacrificial array to be activated remotely..."

“—You’re lying!”

Niijima Yuta grabbed his neck and said with a sinister smile, "Boy, the smell of lies on you is too strong, it has overshadowed the fear."

The green ghost bared his fangs impatiently: "One last time."

"Uesugi Tetsu, where are you?"

Zhou Zhenyu felt his lungs slowly suffocating, and the fawning smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a mocking disdain.

He spat at the green ghost's face with all his might and said hoarsely in Chinese,

"What the hell are you, little Japs! You want to kill your whole family? I'd rather die a thousand times than be treated like a dog!"

Yuta Niijima's face twitched. He threw the frail Zhou Zhenyu to the ground, and his claws, surging with spiritual power, heavily covered the young man's face.
"If you don't tell me, I'll get it myself..."

Feeling his consciousness rapidly fading, Zhou Zhenyu only had time to glance at the phone covering the floor tiles out of the corner of his eye, and then closed his eyes resolutely.

The next moment, violent spiritual energy surged into his consciousness, and pain spread throughout his limbs and bones like a tide...

……

Having heard all of this clearly, Uesugi Che gently hung up the phone and stared straight ahead with an expressionless face.

"Ms. Jingjian, how long will it take?"

"Ten... no, seven minutes!"

Shizuma Manfuyu shuddered for no reason. She pressed the clutch down again, causing the van to speed away, ignoring all the red lights.

A few seconds later, Shizuma Manfuyu's phone rang. She quickly picked it up, and then couldn't help but look at Uesugi Tetsu beside her and asked tentatively,

"If possible, can we wait until the support from the Special Affairs Office arrives before we get together..."

"Sorry, that might be too late."

Uesugi Che answered calmly with his eyes closed.

Shizuma Mafuyu's expression froze, because the boy suddenly found a little girl wearing a white hat in his arms.

"This is my Shikigami. It has the ability to speed up recovery from injuries." Uesugi Tetsu said, "I hope you can keep it a secret from others, Ms. Shizuma."

Shizuma Mafuyu pursed her lips and hummed.

By the time the van arrived at Nippori Station, the crowds around had already cleared out.

There was not a single person to be seen on the spacious avenue at this moment, only heavy rain pouring down one after another, as if it would never end.

Lightning danced wildly in the dark clouds, and the exploding thunder sounded like the bell announcing the coming of doomsday.

"Let's stop here, Ms. Jingjian." After patting Ershaku-sama on the head and letting her go back first, Uesugi Tetsu said softly.

Shizuma Mafuyu slammed on the brakes and stopped.

She glanced at the deserted station entrance, looking somewhat bewildered. "Uesugi-kun, I've also learned Yin-Yang techniques, so maybe I can help you."

Uesugi Tetsu smiled gently. "Thank you for your kindness, Sister Jingjian, but I think it's equally important for you to maintain communication with the Special Affairs Office here, isn't it?"

Without waiting for Shizuma Manfuyu to answer, Uesugi Tetsu opened the car door and jumped into the rain alone.

When Uesugi Tetsu, transformed into Laughing Prajna, walked around the stairs and into the empty subway station, all he saw was the young man collapsed in the waiting area and a large pool of diluted blood under him.

It’s Zhou Zhenyu.

The cold rain, driven by the strong wind, flowed over the roof of the station and splashed onto Zhou Zhenyu's pale cheeks.

This young man, who had just regained hope for his future life, was abandoned here, silently waiting for death to come.

Uesugi Tetsu looked down——

The fingers that were forcibly pulled out and severed, the limbs twisted at unreasonable angles, and the shattered soul all indicate that this ordinary person should have died long ago.

But he didn't.

As if he was waiting for something, Zhou Zhenyu struggled to keep his eyes open.

Then, he suddenly felt his numb body being lifted up.

"what……"

He tried hard to open his eyes wide and see clearly the majestic and ferocious Prajna mask in front of him.

Even though the appearance was completely different, he could still feel who was in front of him.

"You shouldn't have come. I clearly told you..."

Uesugi Tetsu carefully lifted him up and poured the awakening mist into his mouth without hesitation: "If it were you, would you come?"

"you still need to ask……"

Uesugi Tetsu looked at him: "So I can too."

Zhou Zhenyu responded intermittently: "Also, you look handsome like this..."

"Have you seen Armor Hero?" the young man murmured vaguely, "When I was a kid, I always dreamed of transforming into a hero like this, handsome and able to fight evil..."

Uesugi Che remained silent, simply tightening his grip. The young man's eyes lit up slightly, seemingly because the awakening mist had taken effect.

He boasted feebly, as if he were bragging at a barbecue stall: "And... no matter what tricks that little devil used, I never told a single truth."

"Old Zhou, you are a hero." Uesugi Tetsu responded solemnly, "There is no doubt about that."

"Hero? Haha, I can't remember how long it's been since I last dreamed about these childish things since I started high school."

Zhou Zhenyu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "But I think I didn't lose face for the Zhou family. When I get down, I can pat my chest and say that I am worthy of everyone!"

As he spoke, the young man's breathing gradually became quieter.

Zhou Zhenyu stared at the night sky quietly, trying to find a star to place his dreams and longings on.

In this way, his family may occasionally think of him when they look up at the sky.

But he could see nothing, only an oppressive darkness in his vision.

The rain in Tokyo is so heavy that it drowns out everything that shines.

The rain continued to fall, taking away his remaining body temperature.

Until now, Zhou Zhenyu has been trying hard to maintain this calm and fearless expression.

He thought that in this way he would forever become a hero who shed blood but not tears in Uesugi Tetsu's memory.

But he failed after all.

Uesugi Che saw the young man's pupils gradually dilate, felt his pulse gradually stop beating, and saw a hint of fear and confusion on his calm face.

Uesugi Tetsu could see tears rolling down his eyes and could hear him mumbling like in a dream,
"Mother……"

slam-la-

The rain in Tokyo was getting heavier, drowning out the whispers and tears of the dead.

In the noisy silence, Uesugi Tetsu quietly closed his eyes with his hands, bowed his head solemnly again, stood up, and looked towards the entrance of the tram station.

Pop, pop, pop.

The sound of crisp clapping rang out, and then Yuta Niijima's sturdy body appeared: "Touching, so touching!"

The green ghost gestured with his hands mockingly: "But there is one thing I must point out. That guy didn't say a word when I tortured him. Those screams were so beautiful, hahaha..."

Niijima Yuta walked down the stairs slowly and said patiently,

"Besides, nothing he said was true and actually false, because I can search souls."

He twisted his fingers together, smiling cheerfully, "Soul search, understand? No matter what he wants to hide or cover up, it's meaningless. I will uncover all his secrets!"

"——So, the fact that you were able to listen to his entire phone call was also my secret instruction."

Prajna had no expression on her face, she just nodded: "Are you done?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Yuta Niijima's eyes. He had heard that Prajna was the most irritable type of demon.

If this kid named Uesugi Tetsu was transformed from a human into a demon like himself, then he, like himself, will never be able to escape the erosion of the demon nature.

But what is happening now?

Uesugi Tetsu suddenly asked, "Did you go up there just now and destroy all the cameras?"

Yuta Niijima froze, not expecting that the other party had guessed it.

This kid is not as simple as described in the information.

"In that case, there's nothing to worry about."

Uesugi Tetsu slowly pulled out Kaga Kiyomizu from his waist. For the first time, the katana felt the wrath of its master, so he gently shook the blade to shatter the falling raindrops.

He stared at [Ao Oni·Niijima Yuuta (Two Stars)] in his field of vision, assuming a blue-eyed stance.

"Then just tell me—"

The Qi surged out, shaking the water droplets dozens of centimeters around him into steam and bursting them apart. Prajna's vague voice fell on the ground along with the sound of rain, coming from all directions.
"——You bastard, how do you want to die?"

A shimmering white blade flashed, tearing the vision in Yuta Niijima's pupils. In an instant, the blade was within reach, slashing heavily towards his face.

The green ghost retreated violently, feeling the deep stinging pain at the tip of his nose, and grinned: "Uesugi-kun, I really underestimated your strength..."

Before he could finish his words, Kaga Kiyomitsu's blade slashed up at high speed from the blind spot of his vision, cutting through the tendons in Aogei's forearm.

At this time, Prajna's voice was heard: "Hasn't anyone told you that only red deer would talk while distracted during a battle?"

The green ghost laughed: "This is my fighting style, little ghost. You, a little ghost who has never experienced the trials of blood and fire, will never understand!"

Kaga Kiyomitsu intended to strike again, but this time Uesugi Tetsu felt an extremely sharp sense of threat all over his body!
He put away his knife in horror and immediately wanted to roll to the side.

Because, Yuta Niijima suddenly took out a loaded homemade shotgun from the lining!
boom!
Dozens of birdshot shot out from the muzzle, and a small number of them hit Uesugi Che who had only half-dodged.

The bullets that came within a few meters embedded themselves deeply into the flesh and nerves.

Severe pain struck.

But Uesugi Tetsu did not hesitate at all, and immediately used Qi Hejutsu to distance himself from Qing Gui.

"Oh my, are you scared already?" The Green Ghost taunted, holding up a shotgun with smoke emitting from the muzzle. "Aren't you going to avenge that guy? Why aren't you coming?"

Uesugi Tetsu exhaled and shook his head calmly: "Incurable idiot."

His face was impassive, and his increasingly resilient body had already begun to slowly expel the birdshot. "If it were me, I would only fire the first shot when I was sure I could put the muzzle of the gun into the enemy's mouth."

"You little brat, you only know how to talk tough." Niijima Yuta pulled out a three-edged bayonet from his waist and charged forward with a sly grin. "Wait and see if you can still speak after I pull out your tongue!"

But when he was halfway through the rush, Yuta Niijima saw a black and yellow object suddenly appear in Bansho's hand.

what is that?
Before Yuta Niijima could figure it out, a large amount of thick fog gushed out from that thing, quickly sweeping across the entire tram station, and even showing a tendency to spread outward.

"Tsk! You only know these little tricks..."

Qing Gui quickly stood still, holding a shotgun and looking around vigilantly.

But he didn't wait for Uesugi Che to sneak up on him and draw his sword, but instead heard a crisp ringing sound of a bell.

The green ghost narrowed his eyes.

What is it this time?
Before Yu Niijima could think too much, he could hear the sound of someone approaching quickly behind him!

Without hesitation, he turned back and pulled the trigger.

Flames suddenly appeared and iron rain poured out!

But the next moment, what caught his eyes was not the staggering Uesugi Tetsu, but a ball of charred straw and linen slowly falling in the mist.

straw?

How come there is straw in this place!?
The sharp pain of the knife blade entering the flesh came from his waist and abdomen. Yuta Niijima subconsciously fought back, but he only felt that he had scratched the opponent's skin a little.

"Yuta Niijima, it's time to get going."

In the thick fog, Prajna's frighteningly calm voice echoed.

　Tomorrow is Monday and we will be having a PK Sanjiang match. I urge you brothers to come and read this!

　　please!
　　If I could go to Sanjiang, I would do anything!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)