Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 75 Give him a quick death
(This chapter must be included to facilitate the continuation of the story; if you don't like it, you can skip to chapter 76.)
Osaka is destined to be sleepless tonight, with yakuza members everywhere on the streets going door to door with photos, searching for news of Uta Kasyapa.

At the secret gathering point of the Truth Cult, Matsushima Shikin was processing the messages sent by the followers, his expression grim as he looked at Changchun Jiulang and Kojima across from him.

"What's the background of this person you arrested?!"

It's no wonder Matsushima Shikin was so agitated; he was simply too uneasy about Osaka right now.

He never imagined that a simple kidnapping would cause such a commotion.

Police, yakuza, and even the National Self-Defense Forces have been mobilized!

Changchun Jiulang and Kojima, who had been yelled at by Matsushima Shikin, also looked very ugly. They hadn't expected that Uta Kasyapa would have such a big impact!
"Now tell me, what should I do? Why did you suddenly act out of the original plan?!"

When confronted with Matsushima Shikin's questioning, Nagaharu Kuro's face turned extremely gloomy.

"We didn't expect that trying to investigate the backgrounds of these two girls through the Exorcist Association would arouse their suspicion, so we had to act in advance."

"Heh, is that so? You three idiots! You didn't even investigate someone's background before kidnapping them. No wonder the Exorcist Association disqualified you!!"

Upon hearing Matsushima Shikin mention the three's sore spots, Kojima suddenly stood up, grabbed his collar, and was about to attack him, but was stopped by Chochun Kuro.

"Stop. What's the use of saying all this now? Things have come to this point, so I won't hide anything from you anymore."

Then, Changchun Jiulang told Matsushima Shikin about their idea of ​​using the Foolish Tribulation to control the vengeful spirit that killed Tachibana Kyo.

Matsushima Shikin sneered and put away the pistol he had pressed against Kojima's abdomen, as well as the pens floating behind the two men.

"A vengeful ghost? I think you're the ones who look like one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, under Changchun Jiulang's control, the mad ghost was released. Its entire skin and a lot of muscle were peeled off, and a white bone fan was placed behind its head. Its internal organs were also emptied. The mad ghost appeared in the room.

"Wow! So you exorcists really can!"

Looking at the vengeful ghost that had turned the entire room crimson the moment it appeared, Matsushima Shikin murmured in disbelief.

"So, do you understand?"

Matsushima Shikin looked at the chilling ghost standing behind the two of them, and at the black magatama in Changchun Jiulang's hand.

"Things have unfolded beyond our expectations, but once we obtain that vengeful spirit, even more powerful than the bone spirit behind me..."

"In the entire exorcism world, no one will be a match for us. And at that time, combined with our miraculous medicine and the weapons you can buy in large quantities, do you think your unrealistic idea will still be just an idea?!"

Changchun Jiulang's words struck a chord with Matsushima Shikin. Yes, that was the purpose behind his founding of the Shingon Church and his large-scale purchase of weapons and ammunition.

Isn't it all for the ideal in his mind to overthrow the existing system and climb to the pinnacle of power in the island nation?
Thinking of this, the anger on Matsushima Shikin's face suddenly disappeared.

"How can I trust that you won't control this vengeful ghost to kill me?"

Changchun Jiulang was prepared for this, but he still couldn't help but feel a little reluctant to speak up.

"The Ignorance Tribulation can be controlled by five people in total. There are still two spots left. We can give you one. Are you at ease now?"

Upon hearing this, Matsushima Shikin glanced at the pained Changchun Jiulang and the incredulous Kojima beside him.

"Brother, we don't need to!"

Faced with Kojima's obstruction, Nagaharu Kuro simply stared intently at Matsushima Shikin, awaiting his reply.

"Alright, I agree to continue with our plan. Now, let's sign the alliance agreement!"

As soon as he finished speaking, under Changchun Jiulang's command, Matsushima Zhijin cut open his palm and let his blood soak into the Foolish Tribulation.

Then, under Kojima's indignant gaze, Matsushima Shikin watched the two leave.

Outside on the street, Kojima, who was driving, frowned and spoke.

"Are we really going to let that fat pig join us?"

Changchun Jiulang smiled slightly.

"Join? You're dreaming. Although the Foolish Tribulation has granted him some access, without a spiritual imprint, he's just a tenant."

Upon hearing this, Kojima looked at the Foolish Calamity in Changchun Jiulang's hand, where three spiritual energy imprints appeared. As for the bloodstain left by Matsushima Zhijin, it seemed so insignificant.

"Although our spiritual veins have been destroyed, we can still barely use spiritual power. The day we truly reach the top will be the day we kick him out of the game!"

Upon hearing this, Kojima sighed with genuine emotion.

"As expected of Brother Jiulang!"

Meanwhile, at the secret base of the Truth Cult, Matsushima Shikin, with the head between his legs pressed down, used his telekinesis to bring a wine glass to his hand, revealing a meaningful smile.

Cooperation? Sure, but once I fully understand the limitations of that idiotic tribulation, those three fools will be the ones to die. But before that, I'll have to figure out how to clean up their messes!
In the basement, amidst the massive search effort from the outside world, the interrogators, having received orders to expedite the process, returned to the interrogation room.

On the table, Uta Kasyapa, his eyes glazed over and his clothes stained with blood, lay unconscious.

He glanced at the utterly miserable Uta Kasyapa.

Even so, Uta Kasyapa did not reveal a single piece of information.

Seeing this, even the interrogator had to admit that this kid was a tough nut to crack.

Looking at his incontinence beneath him and his bloodshot, lifeless eyes, the interrogator rinsed them clean with cold water.

"Still not going to talk? To be honest, even after interrogating so many people, seeing you like this, I really can't bear it. You still have so much of your life ahead of you, do you really have to keep going for two girls whose future we don't even know if we can be together in the end?"

Seeing that Uta Kasyapa was only twitching and trembling unconsciously, the interrogator was in a difficult position.

Although they felt a pang of guilt, the interrogators had no choice but to continue for the sake of their pay.

After much deliberation, the interrogator took a sharp awl and forcibly pried open Uta Kasyapa's eyelids, gesturing it in front of him.

"This is the first time I've done this, because after doing it, the person is basically ruined."

Snapped!
With a forceful slap, the torturer snapped Uta Kasyapa back to his senses. He then ordered the men outside to help him sit up, looking at him with a helpless expression.

"I'll ask one last time, are you going to speak?"

Uta Kasyapa stared at the sharp cone in front of him with wide pupils. Fear made him tremble uncontrollably, and he even gagged in fear.

The interrogator didn't rush him, but slowly, gently moved the pointed cone to his lower back.

"Just say it, and it'll all be over. You'll be able to move again in your next life."

As he spoke, under the interrogator's command, Uta Kasyapa was turned over and the sharp cone was pressed against his lumbar spine.

Fear caused Uta Kasyapa's emotions to collapse instantly, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Despite this, the interrogator continued to apply pressure silently.

"Just say it, it'll all be fine once you say it."

As the stinging pain subsided, boundless panic filled Utakayo's mind.

Finally, Uta Kassapa could no longer withstand the interrogation of the torturers. Trembling and with tears streaming down his face, he struggled to speak.

"Jia Yezi, Jia Yezi, she."

In a state of boundless fear and confusion, many images flashed through Uta Kasyapa's mind.

Jia Yezi, like a little kitten, squinted her eyes happily and rubbed her head against her palm.

In the middle of the trash can, a girl, though clearly terrified, still chose to believe and held onto him.

She bought herself a bracelet, but was afraid of being rejected because the gift was cheap, and dared not look at herself in the eye.

There were also those who stood in the middle of the vast sea of ​​people, like little girls who had made a mistake but dared not tell their parents.

Feeling lost and panicked, he kept stamping his feet slightly in place, tears streaming down his face, yet he subconsciously pinned his hopes on the girl he loved.

"Jia Yezi? One of the girls, please continue. Don't worry, I promise I'll shut him up!!"

The interrogator's loud shout rang out, and the two people supporting Uta Kasyapa hurriedly tried to pry open Uta Kasyapa's mouth.

After much effort, Uta Kasyapa finally relented slightly.

However, as his mouth was pried open, a severed piece of his tongue was vomited out by Uta Kasyapa. Upon seeing this, the torturer angrily slammed his fist on the table.

"You asked for it!"

A moment later, looking at the unconscious Uta Kasyapa, the interrogator sat down helplessly in his chair, got up and walked outside.

"Did you get the answer?!"

Faced with Chang Ben's questioning, the interrogator shook his head helplessly.

"I have no other choice, just give him a quick death."

As he spoke, the interrogator put on his coat, took off his mask, cleaned the bloodstains, and walked out along the underground passage.

Upon arriving at the parking spot, just as he was about to take out his keys and drive away, a whooshing sound rang out, and the interrogator collapsed to the ground in agony, clutching his abdomen.

(End of this chapter)