A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 161 It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to cling together in hardship.

the next day,
"Uncle, there's news."

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In a penthouse room on the top floor of the Wuling Financial Company building, Matsumoto Jinpei flipped himself out of bed with a somersault.

"Aine and the others."

As the moment approached, the middle-aged man looked tense, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.

"Don't worry, uncle."

The high school girl smiled and comforted the other person.

"They're all fine and safe. But—"

As Matsumoto Jinpei breathed a sigh of relief, Sato Satomi continued speaking.

"They might not necessarily want to see the older man."

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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.

"Taro, what brings you here today?"

"What are you saying, Aine? Do you need a reason to spend time with your wife and children?"

In the park, a man with slicked-back hair gave a reply that flattered the middle-aged woman: At first, he was indeed good to her and her child, but as time went by, the novelty wore off, and life eventually returned to normal, even tending towards 'violence'.

But today, they were surprisingly brought to the park to play.

Could it be that he's having an affair?
The so-called compensatory psychology.

No, no, no, given Taro's 'job' and 'personality,' how could he possibly feel guilty?

What's the reason?

This is Nishinari Park in Osaka. Like other parks, it is mostly frequented by the elderly, but there are also some young people there.

Most of the people there are housewives with children; there are almost no young men. Besides the fact that men don't like this kind of scene, most office workers are at work at this time.

The man known as 'Taro' has a rather unusual job, which is why he has time to spend with his wife and daughter.

"Whatever you want, Dad will buy it for you!"

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Hearing the man's generous promise, the little girl being led by the middle-aged woman's hand lit up.

Immediately afterwards, a hint of hesitation appeared on her face.

"Never mind, we can't let Dad spend money."

"Hahaha, little girl, I'm not so destitute that I need you to be frugal. Besides:"

"I've been 'promoted' to project team leader for the trading company. I'll spend the day with you all today, and then I'll go socialize with my colleagues tonight. Don't be shy."

So this is ah,

The middle-aged woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Taro, congratulations."

"Dad is so awesome!"

The family's laughter brought smiles to the faces of the elderly people in the park.

This is youth, this is the future: unlike them, who can only lean against this park, reminiscing about their 'glorious years' decades ago. Back then, they had companions to dream about the future with, secret crushes, and a bright future.

Now, everything is gone.

Only the orange-yellow notices posted everywhere, with signs prohibiting the use of 'awakening agents,' serve as a reminder that their dream has been shattered.

The so-called 'awakening agent' is actually a drug—during World War II, many countries issued 'awakening agents' to their soldiers, and island nations were no exception.

Only with the help of "awakening agents" could the soldiers survive the bloody and brutal war. In Xicheng District, with the decline of traditional industries and the stagnation of urban construction, a large number of factory workers and construction workers in their sixties and seventies gathered in this area, living a life of decadence and debauchery with "awakening agents".

Compared to this, drinking alcohol is considered a 'healthy' lifestyle.

"Soon all this will change,"

Taro, who was strolling in the park with his wife and daughter, waved.

"With the expansion of 'Wrath of the Forest,' Takatsuki City, Ikeda City, and even Suita City in the north are already undergoing a large-scale migration."

"Our group company has acquired several plots of land in Wakayama, and construction on high-rise apartments has already begun."

That would require a large number of workers: What about the elderly?
As long as you can walk and operate machinery, you can work as a construction worker!

The fact that a man named Taro was promoted to 'team leader' at this time proves that his 'career' is about to take off.

"that is really good!"

"Thank you for this era—"

The changing times bring not only dangers but also opportunities.

As that 'Rokuko' continued to plant trees, the Osaka metropolitan area also began to consider relocation: neighboring Wakayama Prefecture was a good option. Although there were more mountains, with modern construction technology, building a city on undulating hills would not be a problem at all.

In the past, we had to consider costs, but now we don't have time to think about those things anymore.
Moreover, deep within Wakayama,

There is also the Eastern Esoteric Buddhism of Mount Koya;

Although the monks there repeatedly claimed that they had no 'Buddhist lineage,' people always blindly believe what they want to believe.

"Ah, cotton candy!"

Just then, the little girl raised her hand and pointed ahead.

"Huh? It really is."

The middle-aged woman was also somewhat surprised. There were quite a few children and young people in Xicheng Park; but at this time, had the food vendors already arrived?
The man selling cotton candy was a suspicious man wearing a trench coat, a fisherman's hat, brown sunglasses, and a mask.

"Let's go somewhere else—"

"It doesn't matter,"

Taro raised his hand to interrupt the middle-aged woman's worries.

"I am here."

He was, after all, a team leader at a 'construction company,' and his company had yakuza connections.

Are we afraid of a cotton candy seller?

"Uncle, I want three cotton candies."

After receiving a banknote from Taro, the little girl ran to the cotton candy cart.

".good,"

The man selling cotton candy gave the little girl a long look before taking out three cotton candies.

"Give."

After taking the cotton candy, the little girl turned around and ran back.

"This is for you, Dad and Mom."

"This kind of thing?"

"Well, let's just consider it a recollection of my childhood."

Taro, who usually has a fiery temper, surprisingly spoke first in a generous manner.

"Let's go,"

A family of three walked past the cotton candy stall cart, and the middle-aged woman turned her head in confusion.

"Sir, haven't we met somewhere before?"

"No,"

The other person adjusted their fisherman's hat and gave a hoarse reply.

"I'm sorry, Taro, I just..."

As they walked away, the middle-aged woman's explanation could be heard.

"Don't worry about it. Maybe you've seen this cotton candy seller before when you brought your child out."

"Yes, Taro is right. You were really nice to me today."

When have I ever treated you badly?

The intermittent sound of the wind made the cotton candy seller stand there, motionless, like a statue. Until:
"Uncle, do you need me to help you get them back?"

The high school girl walked up to the cotton candy.

"I promise to make that man disappear 'naturally,' and then—"

"No,"

"No need." The man in the trench coat, who stood like a statue, shook his head slightly.

"That's good. I'm the one who let them down. I have no right to ask them to come back."

Moreover, Matsumoto Jinpei was also aware of his future life.

Most of them have nothing to do with 'peace'.

"No,"

"Uncle, you are the victim."

Satomi Sato picked up the cotton candy from the cart.

"If you want to take back everything that belongs to you, I will help you."

"But it depends on what the uncle thinks."

As she spoke, the high school girl handed over the cotton candy in her hand.

"I invite you to eat."

This cotton candy cart was bought by the high school girl from a street vendor an hour ago.

"Thanks—"

Jinpei Matsumoto, looking both amused and exasperated, pulled down his mask.
Actually, with his current face, even if he revealed his name, Aine and the others wouldn't dare to recognize him, right? He's the one who's afraid.

"Since they are happy, why should I bother them?"

That's good, that's good.

That man could give them safety and make them feel at ease, which was much better than themselves.

"Don't be discouraged, uncle."

Satomi Sato licked a marshmallow and tilted her head with a smile.

“You may not have them, but you have me.”

"I'll support whatever you want to do, uncle: become king, rule the world."

"Satomi, could you please not set such an ambitious 'goal'?"

Jinpei Matsumoto still couldn't get used to the high school girl's "doing big things" style from the moment she opened her mouth.

"First, stop those 'businesses' of Wuling Club."

"no problem--"

Just as the other person reached out to take the cotton candy, Satomi Sato pulled her hand away.

Matsumoto Jinpei's hand missed halfway.

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"Hehe, even I can fool the old man."

Under Jinpei Matsumoto's speechless gaze, Satomi Sato stood on tiptoe and held up the cotton candy.

"Sorry, this is a one-time offer."

I deceived you.

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.

after an hour,

In the public restroom of Xicheng Park, Taro Hamada suddenly paused as he stepped into the men's restroom.

Because there was a female high school student standing in the men's restroom.

How did you know she was a female high school student?

The other person was wearing a high school sailor uniform, with their back to Hamada Taro, and spoke in a calm voice.

"you are late."

Boom!
His knees buckled, and the man named Hamada Taro knelt down on the bathroom tiles.

"I'm so sorry, young master!"

“I am not your young master, and you don’t know me.”

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"Yes, it was my fault."

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Hamada Taro, kneeling with his head bowed, had cold sweat seeping uncontrollably from his forehead.

That's right,

He's a member of the Wuling Club!
Strictly speaking, it should be considered an organization under the Wuling Club.

A member of the Ryujin Group's yakuza faction, ostensibly an employee of Ryujin Construction Company, and currently the project leader.

The yakuza organizations in island nations have numerous subordinate organizations: these subordinate organizations pledge allegiance to a larger organization, and their superiors provide them with protection, similar to a feudal system. The slogan of Ryūgami Construction Company is "As solid as a rock, as sharp as a dragon's tooth," and its public image is that of a company pursuing high-quality and efficient construction.

In reality, these henchmen are also their tools for 'demolition'.

“Take good care of your wife and daughters,”

"This is what I ask of you."

The high school girl turned around and looked down at the man who didn't dare to lift his head.

"As long as your family is harmonious, your position will be unshakeable, and you may even rise to a higher position; conversely—"

One seat on the load-bearing pillar.

"Hi! Yes,"

"I will definitely take good care of Aine and my daughter, please don't worry."

Hamada Taro replied repeatedly that the chairman of their Ryujin Group had spoken with him in private yesterday: there had been a major change in the superior organization, Wuling, and he was asked to "cooperate" with the operation.

As for the consequences of not cooperating? Taro Hamada didn't want to, and dared not, try it.

I never expected the content of the 'cooperation' to be so bizarre.

Could it be Aine's relatives or friends?

"Forget everything that happened today,"

"Just think of it as your woman bringing you good luck."

Tap tap tap,

Footsteps passed by him, and only after the other person left the restroom did Hamada Taro dare to get up.

"This is really——"

His 'wife' was obtained through a combination of deception and coercion, leveraging the organization's influence.

Given Hamada Taro's personality, aside from the initial novelty, he gradually began to reveal various of his nasty traits.

But now:

"Just treat it like going to work."

The job involves taking care of a wife and daughter, which does sound a bit far-fetched.

But if it brings huge benefits and is related to his life, then it's not a bad thing to do: just treat him with the same attitude he usually has when dealing with the chairman.

strictly speaking,

She was indeed his 'lucky charm'.

"Uncle, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

The high school girl, leaving the restroom, waved to the middle-aged man in the distance and jogged away.

"Next, let's start to clean up the 'Wuling Club'."

Do not,
It's not just Wuling Club.

And all the yakuza in Osaka!
“Since you want it, then from now on, this city can only have ‘righteous heroes’.”

"After mastering the yakuza in Osaka, our goal is to dominate the entire country!"

“Satomi, you…”

"Okay, the plan is now in your hands."

Now that things have come to this, what is there to hesitate about?

Having experienced the hardships of the yakuza world, Matsumoto Jinpei now possesses supernatural powers and wants to do something about it.

"Let us change all of this."

Let's start in Osaka!
(End of this chapter)