A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 101 Killing One Person to Become a Thief

boom----! !

In Gangnam District, Seoul, a towering JW Marriott Hotel building suddenly exploded, sending thick smoke billowing into the sky and scattering glass debris, causing gasps and chaos.

"Natural gas explosion?"

"Damn, that's great! No, wait, this kind of hotel..."

Is it possible for a natural gas explosion to occur?
As night fell, pedestrians on the nearby streets stopped and looked up, their numbness replaced by schadenfreude.

Those who can afford to spend money in places like that are all either rich or noble; it would be better if they were all dead!
South Korea is known as a developed country, and Seoul is one of the world's top ten financial cities; however, its terrifying cost of living is also world-renowned.

A head of cabbage can sell for $10, beef for $40 a pound, and an apartment building for millions of dollars. Faced with such terrifying living pressures, how can young people even think about getting married and having children?
It's one thing to be a beast of burden for your entire life, but to make the next generation continue to be a beast of burden?

"Hey, as expected, only death can truly save you."

That's true equality for all!

Some people stopped and chuckled coldly.

"Let's take a picture to commemorate this, okay?"

"Today is such a good day."

Despite the explosion at the hotel, passersby showed no panic whatsoever.

Instead, they all pulled out their phones and happily took selfies with the building billowing thick smoke as a backdrop.

Inside the building:

"what happened!"

Why was there an explosion?

Amidst the hurried footsteps, groups of three to five men in black were rushing towards the floor where the explosion had occurred.

They were all drivers, bodyguards, and confidants of the powerful and wealthy: if their masters fell, they would immediately lose their jobs, so they were all running around like their pants were on fire, praying all the while: don't let their 'rice bowls' be smashed.

Beep beep beep

At the same time, the hotel's fire protection system also activated automatically.

Fire hoses began spraying water from the ceiling, suppressing the flames while also creating thick smoke.

"Cough cough,"

"What thick smoke!"

"Rush in and check on the adults."

Having received high salaries, these people had no choice but to move forward: they loosened their suits, tied their wet ties into simple 'masks,' and two bodyguards rushed into the hall where a large section of the walls had collapsed.

? !
The two froze as soon as they stepped into the hall.

Just a few seconds ago, the once magnificent and luxurious hall was now a complete mess. The pristine white dining table was charred black, expensive wines and liquors were shattered and scattered all over the floor, and famous paintings and decorations were reduced to ashes, along with their owners, scattered in pieces all over the ground.

Yes, the entire hall was filled with charred and twisted corpses. In the explosion just now, there was absolutely no chance of an ordinary person surviving!
"There's one survivor!"

In a corner of the hall, there was a miraculously unharmed girl sitting on the ground, trembling all over.

"Hey, what's going on here?"

"You bastard, answer me!"

The two bodyguards were both anxious and angry, and they stepped forward and grabbed the girl and lifted her up.

The other person was dressed in a formal suit and looked like a 'toy' for important people, requiring no respect whatsoever.

The most important thing now is to figure out what happened!
"Me, me"

Her pupils trembled unconsciously as Park Ha-yeon muttered to herself, her mind a jumble of confusion due to the medication and the dramatic changes in her life.

"I struck a match, and then—"

The entire world in my eyes was engulfed by the flames and light of the explosion!
what?
The two bodyguards exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly.

This 'toy' has fallen into a state of delusion due to medication issues.

"Calm down!"

There was no time to calm the mere 'toy' down; a bodyguard raised his hand and slapped the girl across the face.

An attempt to use 'physical' methods to bring the other person back to their senses.

boom! !

The moment the palm touched the girl's skin, a terrifying explosion erupted, instantly tearing the flesh and bones of the bodyguard's arm apart—then it traveled up the arm, ripping his upper body into dust in a fraction of a second, turning it into a cloud of blood mist that flew outwards.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

In a daze, Park Ha-yeon revealed a neurotic smile.

"That's how it happened. The 'Young Master Li' who was closest to me vanished into thin air with a bang!"

???

"A monster?!"

The bodyguard on the other side was stunned.

No, it's supernatural! How did these damned elites manage to create something like this?
The next second, the girl's hand was already on his chest.

It looks like a lover's caress.
Gentle yet ambiguous.

In reality:

"Rao——"

boom!
Before the bodyguard could finish begging for mercy, a terrifying explosion erupted from Park Ha-yeon's palm, instantly obliterating him.

"what?"

"Ha ha,"

"Hahaha!"

Looking at the two little legs flying out in front of me,

In the chaotic hall, only the girl laughing loudly with her head thrown back was left.

It was her, it was definitely her. She killed those disgusting maggots with the matches that the 'little girl' had given her.

This is amazing, so amazing! This feeling, this feeling of breathing freely—

It makes the girl feel completely refreshed!
Fried fruit,

Mr. 5's Devil Fruit ability is under Crocodile's command.

Any part of his body can explode, even a booger that pops out of his nose; the air he blows out of his mouth can also be used as an explosive; yes, that's the 'Boo Guy' with the afro and trench coat.

This fruit is essentially a chemical energy explosion.

Gladius, one of Doflamingo's subordinates, ate the Boom-Boom Fruit, which is essentially a physical energy explosion.

The two may seem similar, but they are fundamentally different: and although the 'Bomb-Bomb Fruit' performed poorly, that's because Mr. 5 himself was a weakling.

In the world of One Piece, there is a mineral called 'Explosion Rock', which is as powerful as a nuclear bomb. Former Admiral 'Black Arm' Zephyr planned to use 'Explosion Rock' to trigger a world-class tsunami and destroy all the pirates in the New World.

And this thing, in someone’s opinion, is most likely a product of a certain ‘Bomb-Bomb Fruit’ user’s awakening in history.

Whether a Devil Fruit is powerful or not ultimately depends on the development of its abilities and the user's overall strength. So—

Lucky girl,
To what extent can you develop this fruit?

Tap tap tap,

"Hurry up and save people!"

"What's going on? There's another explosion up ahead?"

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed throughout the hotel as the drivers and bodyguards of the dignitaries rushed to the scene.

But when they arrived at the floor where the 'banquet' was being held, what they saw was:
Bloodstains covered the hallway and ceiling!
And severed limbs.

And there's the girl standing in the center of these.

?

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Stop! This guy might not be human!"

Those who reacted slowly tried to ask questions; those who thought quickly had already guessed the truth:
brush---

But it doesn't matter.

In a flash, the girl rushed towards the group of bodyguards.

The fist was thrown straight forward: not to mention twisting the waist to gain momentum, the movement was extremely amateurish: it was like a young girl being coquettish.

Explosive Fist

boom--! !

The next moment, a cone-shaped explosion erupted from the girl's fist.

Despite the absence of any explosives, the air created by the girl's fist was like a massive aerosol bomb, instantly transforming into a huge and scorching fireball. The surging air currents swept up the flames, turning into fierce pillars of fire that spewed towards the bodyguards.

Flames roared past.

They completely overwhelmed the dozen or so bodyguards in an instant!

In the corridor that was instantly charred black, only Park Ha-yeon remained unharmed, still in the position of throwing a punch.

"Hehehe, hahahaha~~"

The drugs continued to stimulate her mind, putting the girl in a state of frenzy.

The moment the thought of killing arises, one suddenly feels the vastness of the world.

"What's wrong with this country?"

She couldn't understand it.
Then kill!

Kill those who caused all of this!
The distorted world before her eyes made Park Ha-yeon feel as if she were in a beautiful dream, where she could have anything she wanted.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Jingle Bell! !

Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency
Emergency calls came in one after another.

"Yes, we will do our best! Yes, please rest assured."

In the office, the police chief, who had rushed over, kept nodding and making promises while holding the phone, his face full of bitterness.

Because of last year's "martial law" farce, his predecessor is already in prison. He, the new director, has only been in office for a few days and is immediately under investigation. Forget about "making great strides"; he'll be lucky to even maintain his "respectability."

An explosion has occurred at the JW Marriott Hotel in Gangnam-gu.

Unfortunately, the location of the explosion was a gathering of tycoons.

In this situation, if he cannot produce a satisfactory result, his resignation—no, going to jail to join his predecessor—is a foregone conclusion.

"Activate the highest level of counter-terrorism response!"

"Have nearby patrol officers cordon off the area—"

"Deploy mobile teams to control all entrances and exits at the scene, and prepare for an armed assault or search and arrest of suspects."

Orders were issued one after another from the director's office. Soon after, this high-ranking official from Seoul also prepared to go to the scene in person to take command: according to the intensity claimed in the emergency call, those chaebols and dignitaries were probably already on the verge of death. He would be grateful if he could step down with dignity.

Damn it, who did this?!

"Notify the National Intelligence Service that the matter may involve the North, terrorists, or commercial retaliation. I need their intelligence support."

As he strode away from the police station, the chief continued to issue orders.

That could cause such a violent explosion,
Definitely not an ordinary person.

Therefore, someone has to take the blame: South Korea's National Intelligence Service is the perfect candidate.

Even an explosion of this scale, and your National Intelligence Service was completely unaware?
How would the police department know that!
The police are only responsible for catching drunk drivers and dispersing homeless people, smuda;
Terrorists and the like are beyond our capabilities, smuda.

Regardless of the fact that the director was rushing to the scene, he was thinking about how to extricate himself from the situation; at the 'crime scene' in Gangnam District, a young woman in a dress had already walked out of the main entrance with great confidence.

"Hehehe, this is true happiness~~"

With a slightly nervous laugh, the girl walked straight toward the police officers who were setting up a defensive line.

"Please step back, smida!"

"Danger lies ahead; further explosions are possible."

As the police officers who had set up the cordon worked hard to maintain order, Park Ha-yeon calmly ducked and passed under the cordon.

"This lady?"

"and many more--"

Ignoring the shouts of the police behind him,

With a gentle push, Park Ha-yeon pushed through the crowd and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​onlookers.

Passersby immediately filled the gap, pushing forward and holding their phones high; this was a high-end hotel frequented by the powerful and wealthy, where the death of one person could cause countless people to rejoice, and if they didn't seize the opportunity to watch, they might not have another chance.

The patrol officers were helpless as the girl disappeared.

They had already done their best just to hold back the surging crowds:
Besides, judging from that young lady's attire, she's probably connected to powerful and influential people; it's better to avoid trouble.

As it turned out, they were right.

Park Ha-yeon is currently under the influence of drugs and is in an abnormally excited state. Killing someone in the street is like a dream to her.

"Miss, may I ask your destination?"

After getting into a silver-gray taxi, the girl gave the driver a different place name as he politely inquired.

"Itaewon, hillside road".

"Yes, ma'am."

Without needing to say more, the driver already understood.

Because it has another name:
Samsung Family City!
"Waaaaaah~~"

A police car, flashing red and blue ambient lights and blaring a piercing siren, passed by the taxi.

(End of this chapter)