A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 37 The Truman Show

"Whew, whew, it's over."

As those eerie 'monsters' receded like a tide,
The young policeman plopped down on the ground, only then realizing that his uniform was soaked through, as if he had been pulled out of the water.

"Wait, Eguchi!"

His gaze swept over the boy in sportswear and with his head wrapped in bandages who was about to leave, and the young policeman named A-Jian struggled to his feet.

"how?"

"Are you still going to arrest me, Commander Ken?"

Facing Jiang Kou's mocking turn, A-Jian took a deep breath, placed his hands on his trouser legs, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

"Thank you so much!"

"Also, I'm sorry."

He was grateful because the other person saved him; he felt sorry because he had betrayed the other person.

"You're welcome. I'm just doing what an ordinary person should do."

Jiang Kou waved his hand behind him and left.

Because of the blockade imposed by the island nation and the American government, in Eguchi's mind, his "master" was just a mysterious ninja, and he had no idea that he was looking for people to "test his sword" everywhere.

So coming to fight alongside the police is completely open and aboveboard.

"You should also do your job well."

As the little girl and young woman beside him bowed in thanks, Jiang Kou left with a flourish—rubbing his stomach.

I think I'm hungry again?

Vigorous exercise does indeed aid digestion.

I've decided, I'll continue eating at that old man's ramen stall.

Thanks to his master's generosity, who left a stack of ten thousand yuan in cash, Jiang Kou, who was "acting as a chivalrous hero," would have been eating grass instead.

"Help! Help!"

"Help! Help me!"

"Can you stand up? Hang in there, the rescue will arrive soon!"

Unlike Jiang Kou, who had the energy to leave for dinner after a fierce battle, the retreat of the monster tide left behind a scene of wailing and struggling police officers, passersby, and a considerable number of cold corpses.

The abilities of Devil Fruits are like a game-changer for ordinary people.

A wave of 'nightmare monsters' spread out, causing hundreds or thousands of casualties? There was no time to count, but the cries of agony were already everywhere.

Many people's phones faithfully recorded all of this, and it's believed that it won't be long before it causes a huge uproar online: How could such a terrifying thing as a 'monster' wreaking havoc in the center of Tokyo go unnoticed?
No matter how much the island nation's government tries to hide it, other countries will eventually bring the 'truth' to light!
Aside from island nations and America, every other country on this planet is eager to know the truth.

If the previous battles between young men and women could be explained by 'super soldiers', then what are these indestructible monsters?
Energy creates things?

If island nations had this technology, they'd probably be flying to the sky!

But that's all in the future. Right now, the most important thing is:

"Mr. Oshima, Mrs. Oshima, Mr. Oshima, please follow me."

Ambulances and fire trucks rushed in from all directions, carrying away those who were either groaning or already cold. In the core area, Miyako Hana raised her hand, signaling the 'Oshima family' to follow her. Beside her was the calm Yamoto, who had originally planned to continue shopping, but was asked by the government to remain 'on-site' for the sake of the upcoming plans.

The girl, Yamoto, didn't have any fancy abilities.

However, superhuman speed, strength, balance, and flexibility make them terrifying supernatural killers in the city!
"This is?"

The horrific scenes he witnessed along the way turned Oshima Takuyu pale, completely oblivious to the fact that he was the 'culprit'.

"That's why we stopped your family."

Miya Kana, who was leading the way, had a somber expression.
“A supernatural disaster has just occurred here.”

?

"Super-supernatural disaster?"

Amidst Takumi Oshima's surprised expression, Kana Mitani earnestly explained;
"Yes, Mr. Oshima."

"In just these few days, the world has undergone dramatic changes."

As they spoke, the group arrived in front of a police car, and Miya Kana raised her hand to signal.

"Please get in the car,"

"We'll take the three of them home."

go home,

Upon hearing the word, Takumi Oshima, who was initially somewhat afraid of police cars, gritted his teeth and got into the police car: for an ordinary office worker like him, this was definitely a first-time experience.

"drive."

Following Miya Hana's order

The medium-sized police car slowly drove towards the Oshima family's house.

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.

Nakano Ward, north of Nogata Station.

This area is located along the Seibu Shinjuku Line. Although there is a subway station, it is far from the commercial center. In addition, the buildings are old and it is a residential area for ordinary people: a large number of detached houses are close together, and there are even wooden buildings.

The Oshima family lives in such an area.

"I'm sorry, my place is simple and my hospitality is inadequate. Please forgive me."

After getting out of the police car, Takumi Oshima awkwardly opened the gate to the courtyard: it was a house from the 1980s, a small courtyard, a two-story detached wooden building—yes, the kind of house that Nobita's family had been carrying a loan for twenty years in Doraemon.

Nowadays, such buildings are gradually declining, and new apartments are the preferred choice for people.

But as long as the price is cheap enough, there will still be people willing to live there.

At the very least, they're still 'Tokyoites', right?
"Excuse me,"

Miya Hana bowed slightly, as did the girl next to her, Yamoto: she was indeed aloof, but not ignorant of manners.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Oshima, you're awake? This is—"

An old man walking his dog walked over on the path between the houses, surprised by the 'guest' at the Oshima family's house.

"Ah, Mr. Nagata?"

"I encountered an accident on the road, and the police came to find out what happened."

The old man nodded in response to the middle-aged office worker's answer.

"Right,"

"I heard you were in a car accident several days ago."

"It's good that you've recovered. We won't bother you any longer, Taro, let's go."

"Woof~~"

As the old man and the dog left, Takumi Oshima took the initiative to introduce himself:
"This is the old gentleman from the Nagata family over there,"

Not only the elderly man, but several neighbors also inquired about Oshima's condition, expressing their relief that he had woken up, and cursing the driver who caused the accident.
Everything was so natural.

It was so natural, as if Takumi Oshima had actually been in a 'car accident'!
This was, of course, the work of the island nation's government: the reason they stopped everyone halfway and even caused a 'supernatural disaster' was to buy time to arrange all of this.

The government can twist everything to create a 'happy' family for this poor, horrible man, if necessary.

After the five people changed their shoes and entered the house, Takumi Oshima and Kana Mitani sat down as host and guest, respectively.

The boy, Teru Oshima, stood behind his father, while the girl, Kana Mitani, stood next to her.

Mrs. Oshima went to the kitchen to prepare tea and snacks.

"Mr. Oshima, please look." Miyako Kana took out her tablet and opened a video;
The image above shows the stunning scene of a short-haired girl named Yamoto swinging her arms to turn a 'hundred-ton king' truck into scrap metal.

?

"Ms. Yamoto is a supernatural being."

Miya Kana continued speaking.

"As I said before, the world has recently undergone dramatic changes."

"The legendary 'hundred ghosts' have appeared one after another, and disasters such as 'urban ghost stories' have also occurred before."

"It has been proven that supernatural forces do exist."

At this point, Miyako Kana looked up.

One eye, hidden by her hair, was squinted, while the other eye looked at the middle-aged office worker in front of her with a 'sincere' gaze.

"And Mr. Oshima, you—"

Attention all units!

What appeared to be just a conversation between two people in the room was actually being watched closely by countless people in the island nation and America.

Whether it ends peacefully or results in another disaster depends on the abilities of Superintendent Miyako.

"The son of [someone] is a supernatural being!"

"W-what?"

Amidst Takumi Oshima's shocked expression, Kana Mitani gestured to the side.

"Thank you for your help, Ms. Yamoto."

brush,

The short-haired girl's footsteps were not seen moving; only her afterimage suddenly crossed the living room.

Snapped,

The girl's arm suddenly stretched out.

Five fingers gripped 'Oshima Teru's' neck.

Then, they actually lifted him up, leaving his feet dangling in the air!

"Hui?!"

"What are you doing? Let go of my son!"

As the anxious, middle-aged office worker, Takumi Oshima, angrily stood up, 'Teru Oshima' raised his hand and pried open Yamoto's palm.

tread,

The boy who landed
He was immediately shielded behind his father, Takumi Oshima.

Even if you are police officers, you cannot hurt me.

"Please calm down, Mr. Oshima."

Facing the agitated middle-aged office worker, Miyako Kana calmly picked up the tea in front of her.

“Look closely, your son is unharmed.”

?

After looking at it carefully again,
Only after discovering that his son was indeed unharmed did Takumi Oshima breathe a sigh of relief.

"This kind of joke is too much."

"It's not a joke,"

The short-haired girl Yamoto calmly denied,
"I just used enough force to bend metal."

? !
"As I said before, there is a 'human' who will awaken supernatural powers."

Miya Kana is talking nonsense with a straight face:

"For example, Ms. Yamoto who is standing next to me, and your son."

"Hui, is what she said true?"

When his father asked him a question, the boy known as 'Oshima Teru' had a glint in his eyes.

"Yes, Father."

The boy revealed a warm and sunny smile.

"Actually, I've suddenly become incredibly strong these past few days,"

"I initially thought it was just my imagination, but after hearing what the officer said, I realized that I had awakened supernatural powers."

it is good!
In a flash,

The teacup in Miyako Kana's hand rippled in circles.

Regarding 'Taku Oshima's' abilities, the Metropolitan Police Department's psychological experts and folklorists have conducted an emergency analysis and unanimously agree that it is a kind of 'creational perception' ability. Simply put, whatever Taku Oshima believes to exist, will exist.

Just like his wife and children who were already dead!

And after he fell into a coma, various urban legends from the island nation in the last century appeared, as well as those indescribable monsters.

Then,

Is it possible to utilize this power?

"Mr. Oshima,"

Miya Kana took out a business card and placed it on the table between the two of them.

"This is my business card, along with the Metropolitan Police Department's phone number."

"As you have seen, the horrific state of today's 'supernatural disaster' has been devastating. On behalf of the government and the Metropolitan Police Department, I would like to invite your son, Teru Oshima, to join us."

"To maintain peace on this island nation, to protect innocent civilians, and to ensure that everyone's lives can continue—"

As she spoke, Miya Kana stood up.

"I hope you will consider it."

Bow down, lower your head.

"please!"

"Be a policeman?"

Miya Kana raised her head slightly in response to Oshima Taku's hesitant words.

"Yes, Mr. Oshima."

"Your son excels in his studies and has awakened supernatural powers; he is exactly the 'genius' the Metropolitan Police Department has been longing for."

"If I join the Metropolitan Police Department, I will start as a police inspector: this is the kind of treatment only the most outstanding graduates of the University of Tokyo receive."

His starting point was as a police inspector and at the University of Tokyo.
Isn't the whole point of raising a son to study so that he can get ahead in life?

With an opportunity to "rise to the top" right in front of him, Takumi Oshima had to consider whether such a "good thing" would come again in the future.

and so:
“I agree,”

"Hui, what about you?"

"And what about Zhen Cheng? What's your opinion?"

When faced with a middle-aged office worker turning around to ask a question, whether they were housewives or young men in shirts, they all smiled and nodded.

"We listen to you."

Done! !
(End of this chapter)