A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 246 Changes Brought About by Supernatural Power
"Run!"

tap tap tap,

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the streets and alleys.

Ding ding dong,

The stolen 500 yen coins rained down from his pocket as he ran, leaving a clear escape route behind him.

"stop!"

"You little thugs—"

This caused the footsteps and angry shouts of the police behind them to get closer and closer.

The three thugs, looking like stray dogs or fish that had slipped through a net, frantically scurried through the alleyways.

As a result, led by "Da Lang", they ended up in a dead end.

? !
"Brother, you've ruined my life!"

"How to do?"

"This way——"

It can be said that 'there is always a way out,' as there is an old-fashioned fire escape ladder leading upwards next to the dead end.

Upon noticing the fire escape ladder, Jiro called out, and the three of them quickly climbed the ladder to escape. Halfway up, they were blinded by the numerous lights.

It was the light from the tactical flashlight below that made the three boys even more panicked and disoriented, focusing only on climbing.

"On top,"

"Stop it!"

"Chase,"

The police gave chase.
Based on the information provided by the person who reported the incident,
Judging from their flustered state, they were just three good-for-nothing thugs.

They only robbed some money; there was no need to fire a gun.
Catch them and teach them a lesson.

However:
A moment of kindness led to tragedy.

tap tap tap,

The sound of hurried footsteps filled the air as both sides rapidly ascended the fire escape stairs.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh,"

Three thugs rushed to the rooftop first, their eyes scanning the surroundings: it was an old office building, surrounded by similar structures. However, they were separated by several meters—the street lay below.

There is no other way!
"How to do how to do?!"

"You ask me? Who should I ask?!"

"Calm down, calm down, do you remember what happened in the movie?"

Three desperate teenagers were arguing amongst themselves. In a moment of crisis, Erlang pointed to the roof of the building opposite.

A building one floor shorter than this one—isn't that a classic scenario?
It's one of those essential elements in action movies.

Soar over the rooftop!

"Isn't this too far?"

Just a casual glance down, and even the usually composed Dalang was so frightened that his legs went weak.

"What are you afraid of?"

"If it can be done in movies, it can definitely be done in us!"

On the contrary, his two younger brothers, fueled by a surge of adrenaline, had descended into a state of utter madness, fearless and reckless.

"The three of us brothers can definitely do it!"

"Let's charge!" ×3
"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

跳、

Of the three figures who rushed to the edge of the rooftop, two leaped high into the air!
Impulsiveness, madness, and the strange stimulation caused them to scream and shout wildly in the sky:
"Oh oh oh oh oh!!"

"Hahahaha!"

no,

He braked suddenly at the edge of the roof.
Dalang looked down at the distant street below, then his leg cramped up and he collapsed to his knees.

Ultimately, they were just pretending to be supernatural beings, stealing a little money; they didn't even hurt anyone, and at most they'd be locked up for a few months.

Moreover, the conditions at the 'Tokyo Detention Center' are quite good, offering various technical training programs.
The place where a certain big shot attained enlightenment.

"elder brother!"

"Big Brother, what are you hesitating about?"

The call from across the street brought Dalang back to his senses. On the rooftop across the street, which was shorter than his brother's, his two younger brothers were waving in the darkness.

"Jump over here!"

"It's very easy to do!"

?

"Yes, my brothers are waiting for me."

He got up, took a few steps back, and prepared to sprint and gather his strength.

However, this delay has cost him the opportunity to 'cross' this distance.

Bang!
A tremendous force struck from behind.
The young man named Dalang was slammed heavily onto the roof.

"Catch one!"

"What about the two remaining suspects?"

"He jumped to the other side, that's insane!"

Being pinned down and surrounded by a jumble of noise actually made Dalang feel relieved.

That's good. Getting caught is fine too. Next comes confessing, going to jail, and then—

Click! !
The next moment, my back relaxed, and the sound of the impact couldn't mask the sound of bones breaking.

"what?"

"It's supernatural! Ah!"

"Fire! Fire! — Pfft!"

A chaotic scene filled the air, with police officers in a state of shock and anger amidst dull thuds, the cracking of bones breaking, and the screams of the dying.

what happened?
"Hey, Dalang,"

"How long are you going to lie here?"

"Get up! We've taken care of the cops!"

Only when a familiar voice sounded beside him did Dalang, who instinctively covered the back of his head with his hands and curled up in a ball, raise his head in confusion.

Two familiar figures loomed above, leaving Dalang somewhat bewildered.

"Erlang, Sanlang? You—"

Didn't you jump onto the roof of the building opposite?
"We're back again,"

"We're brothers, you see."

Sanlang raised his hand and gestured behind Dalang:

“Mere cops are no match for supernatural forces.”

When the kneeling man turned around, what he saw was:

The necks were twisted, blood seeped from their faces, and only a few police corpses remained, twitching instinctively.

He was beaten to death by a flurry of punches before he could even draw his gun.

"Dead?! Someone's dead?!"

The eldest brother, trembling with fear, was so frightened that his voice changed tone. However, for his two younger brothers:

"Of course he's dead,"

"We are supernatural beings!"

"This is to save you, Dalang, there was no other way."

Murder! Murder! Murder!

In Dalang's bewildered mind, only these three words echoed: Robbing money is a minor crime, but assaulting a police officer is not; it is murder, and it was a police officer at that, which is definitely a capital offense!

"Get up, Dalang; honestly, how long are you going to kneel like that?"

The powerful force lifted him up in one swift motion.

"If you dance with us, you'll already be a supernatural being."

Under the continuous radiation of the 'Encouragement Fruit', supernatural beings who have 'awakened on their own' have begun to appear in Tokyo, although they also need to experience 'powerful stimulation'.

"Come on, Dalang." "I've thought of something fun."

"Oh? I thought of that too!"

Urged on by his two younger brothers, Dalang, feeling dizzy, was pushed and pulled to keep up with the two newly minted supernatural beings.

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.

"Robbery!"

Three thugs stormed into a ramen shop.

They were dressed in ancient ninja attire, their faces covered with black cloths; they brandished nunchucks, shuriken, and short swords, and began to intimidate us as soon as they entered.

"We are supernatural beings, hand over the money!"

Judging from their voices, they were all around seventeen or eighteen years old, the kind of teenagers who are neither too young nor too old.

They were at an age when they were fearless.

Again?

Both the owner and the customers were surprised and helpless.

Shouldn't these three guys have been arrested by the police? How long has it been, and they're back to cosplaying again?

"you--"

Brush, ×2
Before the owner could finish speaking, two figures pounced into the ramen shop like tigers.

Pfft

With a flick of his dagger, the boss's head flew off.

Kill the owl with a knife!

In ancient times, he would have been a general at the highest rank.

In the era of cold weapons, anyone who could directly decapitate a person was definitely worthy of the position of general; of course, that was without the premise of supernatural power.

? !
Before the other guests could react, shuriken flew towards them one after another.

*Pfft, pfft*
With supernatural wrist strength, the shuriken was thrown with the whistling sound of a heavy crossbow, the high-speed spinning dart deeply embedded in the foreheads, solar systems, and eye sockets of these guests!
In the blink of an eye, a bloodbath swept through the ramen shop. Ordinary people's lives are as fragile as weeds in the face of supernatural forces.

"Erlang, Sanlang, what are you doing?"

Holding nunchucks, Da Lang stood frozen at the doorway, watching everything in shock.

"What?"

"Of course it's revenge, revenge!"

"These guys must have called the police, they deserve to die."

After easily defeating the customer and the boss, the two younger brothers turned around and answered with an air of matter-of-fact composure, causing the eldest brother to instinctively take a big step back.

"Big Brother, you—"

"You must be afraid, right?"

Saburo's gaze fell on his eldest brother.

The lingering murderous aura, set against the backdrop of corpses scattered on the ground, was all the more terrifying.

Could it be that Saburo is preparing to...?
Snapped,

"Hey, don't scare Dalang."

Jiro's hand landed on Saburo's shoulder, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Dalang is our older brother, why would I scare him?"

"Ha, haha, yes, yes, yes~~"

Dalang, with cold sweat trickling down his cheeks, nodded vigorously while agreeing.

They are brothers, biological brothers who grew up together.

Erlang and Sanlang, how could they harm him?
Even as his gaze swept over the freshly twitching corpses, Dalang still felt a sudden urge to urinate.

Simply by gaining supernatural powers, the younger brother who was once familiar suddenly became a stranger; can power really change a person like this?

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.

"It's a supernatural crime,"

"This is the impact of the expansion of power."

Kana Miya, who was squatting next to the corpse, stood up and sighed.

"Didn't these young people think about the consequences of their actions?"

Of course, she already had the answer to this question in her heart.

As the old saying goes:

Having a sharp weapon in one's heart naturally breeds murderous intent.

In modern terms, this is called path dependence.

I already have supernatural powers, why would I listen to your babbling?

"Mobilize police forces and begin the search for the Nagano brothers!"

Hopefully, these guys won't cause any bigger trouble.

Although Miya Kana understood that this was just wishful thinking: the young man who had just gained supernatural powers was eager to vent his desires.

So, what will these guys do?

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.

It is located in Adachi Ward.
"Welcome, welcome to the three of you."

In a shop that advertises 'seafood cuisine' but where every dish is surprisingly expensive, a smiling madam dressed in a kimono greets you.

Do any of the three of you have any familiar 'friends'?

"No,"

"Give us three of your signature dishes, the best ones!"

Erlang and Sanlang waved their hands arrogantly, their domineering words startling the madam.

Could he be a newcomer to the Yakuza?

"Okay, okay."

This is indeed a restaurant, but it's also a classic example of the sex industry in Japan.

The island nation has enacted a "Prostitution Prevention Law," which strictly prohibits the sale of flesh; however, it has also issued a "Business of Entertainment Act," which allows certain services such as "chatting, companionship, or massage." Therefore, to avoid legal issues, they use "eating" as a pretext.

Prostitution?

No, no, no, we only offer food and beverage services here.

It's perfectly normal for a customer and a waitress to fall in love at first sight and spend ten minutes or so "dating" during a meal.

So in the red-light district, if you have some snacks in your hand, no one will come to do business with you.

This means you've already 'eaten'.

"Hahaha, cool!"

"Excellent, excellent, the service here is truly excellent."

Several tens of minutes later, Erlang and Sanlang entered the hall with cheerful expressions and saw their eldest brother sitting on the sofa, looking completely at a loss.

"Big Brother, so 'fast'?"

No, I didn't.

Dalang shook his head shyly; he didn't want to use his 'first time' in such a place.

"Hahaha, you're so useless!"

"You..."

Amidst the mockery of Jiro and Saburo, the madam stepped forward ingratiatingly.

"Who among the three will pay for the 'food and drinks'?"

"money?"

"You're asking for it! How dare you ask us for money?"

Without a second thought, Saburo raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped!
The madam's head instantly spun 360 degrees on the spot.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Murder! Murder!"

As the 'waitresses' in the shop screamed and ran away, Jiro and Saburo seemed to be deep in thought.

"money?"

"That's right, we should be making money now."

What's the fastest way to make money? For three young people, it's obviously:
Rob a bank!
(End of this chapter)