A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 186 The Arrival of a New Era
the next day,
The sun rises as usual, and people go to work or school as usual.

"The government and other countries have built the Nagoya defense line, determined to trap the Oda army in Owari."

"The Metropolitan Police Department is expanding its recruitment for the third time. Those who score over 80 points in the physical fitness test and hold Japanese citizenship can apply at their local police station."

Only the radio broadcasts continued to recount the aftermath of last night's battle: in the island nation's propaganda, it was naturally described as "annihilating a million enemies and achieving a victorious encirclement." But anyone with a discerning eye knew that besieging one's own city was hardly a victory.
As for the Metropolitan Police Department's expansion of recruitment, although they are called police officers, they are actually no different from soldiers: maintaining order in peacetime and going into battle with guns in wartime.

The requirements were even higher than those for soldiers; they had to be proficient in guns and cannons, and also learn hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship.

"The Cabinet Government has passed the annex to the Special Measures Law for Response to Extraordinary Disasters: the Shooting Skills Certification System."

"Officially issuing defense skills certification to the public,"

This is a 'gun license'.

All high school and above students must complete the 'Guard Safety and Theory' course and obtain a basic certification.

Individuals aged 18 and over can voluntarily apply for intermediate certification. Basic shooting training is conducted at government-designated, highly secure shooting ranges using small-caliber rifles such as the .22LR. Upon passing the examination, a certificate is awarded.

This includes tasks such as mobile shooting, troubleshooting, and teamwork.

Those who obtain advanced certification are eligible to apply for self-defense weapons under government supervision.

Simply put, the island nation also needs to promote the idea that "everyone needs a gun to prevent chaos."

There's no way around it; supernatural disasters occur frequently, and once they break out, they spread on a large scale: unless it's something like the 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons' which is immune to physical attacks, guns and cannons are very lethal.

For example, in Nagoya's "Tenka Fubu" (unification of the realm by force), if everyone had a gun, relying on modern reinforced concrete buildings, resisting "arquebusiers" would not be a problem at all: members of parliament supported by various military factories spoke eloquently in the Diet, and the cabinet passed the bill in the fastest possible time.

In any case, this is a celebration for the military-industrial complex: some have even suggested that Nagoya be completely bombed.

The proposal was rejected by the cabinet. On the one hand, the Metropolitan Police Department probably guessed that Oda Nobunaga's target was mostly the 'soul', and the mutual understanding of maintaining the meat grinder was good for both sides.

Otherwise, if they anger the other side, and a large number of "Red Demon Mother Cloaks" or even Oda Nobunaga march straight to Tokyo, then the island nation will have to consider forming a "government-in-exile".

on the other hand:

"We also need time to develop."

At the Metropolitan Police Department, Chief Inspector Fujita is holding a video conference with the Cabinet.

"In just over half a year since the supernatural disaster broke out, the island nation has gone from having nothing to now having a C-level powerhouse."

"In that case, it won't be long before we also have our own supernatural powerhouses!"

In the Metropolitan Police Department's evaluation, Machii Isao, Tenma Nozomi, and Matsumoto Jinpei have been rated as C-.

Machii Isao possesses 'domineering aura', capable of cutting through steel with unparalleled sharpness; his footwork is like teleportation, making him a pure attack-oriented character. Recently, he has even learned 'circle', making up for his defensive weaknesses.

Tianma Hope, as the developer of the technique 'circle', has recently developed the technique 'send'.

It can inject 'qi' into other people's bodies to injure them, and its attack power is difficult to defend against.

Furthermore, she acquired the 'Red Demon Mother Robe,' which allows her to easily confront firearms, demonstrating her considerable strength.

As for Matsumoto Jinpei: He inherited the legacy of 'Yodogawa Uzushu', so a C- rating is normal. His upper limit should be B-. Ashiya Dōman, the master of 'Yodogawa Uzushu', was only a little bit inferior to Seimei, so an A- rating is not an exaggeration.

If it weren't for 'that person' remotely stealing my heart, the island nation's government might not even exist now.

"Time! We need time!"

In his concluding remarks, Director Fujita...

If the island nation's supernatural experts could advance to Rank B, they would be much more capable of dealing with supernatural disasters in the future.

But who could have imagined that...

In fact, the entire 'supernatural world' also needs time to develop.

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.

Osaka,

"Mr. Shinoda, please accept my condolences."

In the Shinoda family's memorial hall, the Osaka Police Chief, dressed in all black, bowed to the portrait of the old man and then struck up a conversation with the young people.

“I have known your grandfather for a long time, and I have always admired his demeanor.”

"I never imagined that I would suffer such a terrible tragedy and be separated from you forever."

"Thanks,"

Wearing a black suit with white bandages visible underneath, Takashi Shinoda nodded deeply in thanks.

“I will carry on my grandfather’s will and carry forward the spirit of chivalry.”

"We request the Metropolitan Police Department's continued support for our future operations."

"sure!"

If it weren't for the fact that the head of the Yamaguchi-gumi almost burst out laughing at the sixth generation's funeral, he would have had to keep a tight face and almost grit his teeth.

Ren Xia?

Great, that's wonderful!

This Shinoda Takashi is a truly good person. Since he's a good person, he can be used...
"Your Excellency, this way please."

Before the department head could say anything more, a girl dressed in black came over and gestured for him to sit down next to her.

Behind the girl, a semi-transparent 'red demon' floated like a cloak.

This attracted many people to secretly watch.
Their eyes were full of envy.

Red ghost mother's clothes!

?

Facing this,

The minister immediately dropped his joking expression.

Satomi Sato, the true 'brain' of this team!
He single-handedly managed the 'Wuling Society' so well that, if it weren't for the fact that the corpses of the Wuling Society Chairman and those core members had been stuffed into cement and thrown into Osaka Bay, and that the Wuling Society was dismantling its previous 'businesses,' most people wouldn't even have noticed the changes in that yakuza organization.

"sorry to bother you,"

Following the other party's instructions, I took my seat.
Looking at the room full of powerful figures and young key members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, the department head remained silent.

Takashi Shinoda has announced that he will definitely track down the 'culprit' and lead the Yamaguchi-gumi to continue practicing the 'chivalrous' path, protecting the people in this chaotic era.

If it were any other time,

Everyone must have thought he was talking nonsense.

now--

Their gazes swept over the one-armed Urabe Akira, the serious-faced Nika Rei, Sato Satomi with the 'Red Demon' following behind, and Matsumoto Jinpei with his sharp eyebrows, fangs, and the aura of a grandmaster. Who dared to laugh? Who dared to refute?!
And there is also:

"Our benefactor's grandfather is also our grandfather!"

"Please accept our bow."

A group of men and women dressed in black also entered the mourning hall and bowed.

They were citizens of Nagoya, all rescued by Takashi Shinoda. Upon hearing that their benefactor's grandfather had been assassinated, they rushed to his aid. "My benefactor, if there's anything we can do to help, we'll go through fire and water for you!"

"From now on, I entrust my life to my elder brother."

"Big brother, please accept my condolences."

These people's gratitude and admiration for Takashi Shinoda are absolutely genuine.

In the eyes of the powerful and wealthy, and the core members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, this is the core team!

With supernatural experts suppressing the evil and a loyal team, Takashi Shinoda says he wants to practice the way of "chivalry," so naturally he has no taboos.

Even the Osaka government will fully support him.

"That's great,"

The department head, now seated, chatted quietly with the mayor beside him.

"Pursue your dreams"

Most people from island nations suffer from chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

Constantly talking about 'dreams' is actually a form of mental backlash caused by extreme repression of reality.

The young man presiding over the funeral is considered 'lucky' by many.

"Yes, they possess supernatural powers."

Naturally, one can pursue their dreams.
The mayor couldn't help but exclaim: "Before Takashi Shinoda, there is a broad road ahead."

With all the Yamaguchi-gumi's elders dead in the explosion, the remaining young core members will naturally unite around Shinoda Takashi, along with Matsumoto Jinbe, a supernatural powerhouse, and other supernatural individuals. The Yamaguchi-gumi will most likely truly become a 'chivalrous organization'.

It's so ridiculous that it's both laughable and pathetic.

As for the death of the Sixth Generation?

"In my opinion, the 'murderer' should be Takashi's grandfather."

"how come?"

Sato Satomi and Matsumoto Jinpei stepped aside and talked in hushed tones.

"Uncle, there's a rule about murder cases."

Who benefits?

The principle of "whoever is most suspicious".

"Without a doubt, Longsi will benefit the most."

There is no force left to stop the Yamaguchi-gumi from promoting 'chivalry'.

Having lost all its top brass, the massive organization had no choice but to rely on Takashi Shinoda: unless it wanted to split up on the spot and be eliminated by other yakuza groups or the Metropolitan Police Department.

In this way, Takashi Shinoda will also have a place in Jinpei Matsumoto's team.

It's a win-win situation: the grieving young people win twice over.

"Is that so?"

Jinpei Matsumoto was slightly taken aback.

His abilities are certainly remarkable, but his interpersonal skills are lacking—

Fortunately, he doesn't need to know these things himself; Satomi Sato is enough.

"Paving the way for my grandson's dreams?"

Matsumoto Jinpei sighed as his gaze fell upon the portrait surrounded by flowers.

"He's a good man."

No, no, no, those high-ranking officials who were killed in the bombing are probably on their way to the underworld, cursing and swearing at their sixth-generation leader.

Satomi Sato doesn't distinguish between good and bad, but this matter is advantageous to them.

"Yes, he's a 'good person'."

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.

Aomori Prefecture,
How many more turns are there?

"Mr. Smith, we're almost there."

"Oh Shet!"

The world outside the window kept changing, swaying left and right, making Commissioner Smith feel nauseous.

"What kind of lousy road is this?!"

Their cars were traveling on winding mountain roads built among the mountains. Perhaps speed racers would love this kind of terrain, but for Commissioner Smith, who was used to driving in straight lines, this kind of road with its constant left and right turns, uphill and downhill was nothing short of torture.

The result of swaying back and forth is nausea and vomiting.

"This is what roads in the mountains are like."

The agent driving the car replied that because driving provided a fulcrum and allowed him to concentrate, he did not appear as pale as his colleagues.

"Therefore, most countries do not specifically develop mountainous areas."

Unless there are special reasons, such as:
“The place we are going to, Rongzhiqiu, is a mineral-producing village.”

“In the last century, abundant mineral resources were discovered here, leading to a leapfrog development.”

It was around that time that the belief in the 'Fox God' completely replaced that of the 'Tree God': what could make everyone abandon their old beliefs was, of course, huge, tangible benefits.

"However, since the mineral resources were depleted, this village has once again been put on pause."

And because young people are all moving to big cities,
This led to the town becoming increasingly desolate.

"hiss--"

Just then, a 'person' suddenly appeared at the corner ahead, by the roadside.

He, she, or it? Dressed in white, it pointed ahead at the road, seemingly in a gesture of 'welcome'; however, its twisted body and head nearly made the driver shudder and drive the car into the ditch.

Fortunately, he was an elite agent and managed to keep the steering wheel steady.

As the vehicle passed, it was only then that Commissioner Smith, who was inside, saw clearly:
This is a doll.

That's right, life-size dolls are fixed to the roadside, posing as if to welcome people.

However, the island nation's 'traditional' aesthetics resulted in this doll having a pale face, black eyes, and over time, its movements became distorted due to wind and sun exposure, making it increasingly bizarre and terrifying.

"Fuck, is this a place where people live?!"

Putting such a weird thing on the roadside.
"Yes, sir."

As the vehicle rounded the hilltop ahead, a building nestled among the mountains came into view.

"Here we are."

(End of this chapter)