Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"Father has already claimed one spot; if he claims another, there is absolutely no chance of success."

At this point, we should actually mention the so-called National Public Security Commission.

In a sense, it can be equated with the National Police Agency because it has the function of overseeing the National Police Agency.

The committee was established to protect the police system from political pressure and ensure its neutrality. It is responsible for managing the National Police Agency of Japan and has the power to appoint or dismiss senior police officers.

However, as things stand now, the committee has long been infiltrated by various powerful figures, and the so-called guarantee of neutrality is a huge joke.

These are all tools for politicians to wield power.

But the importance of this position really doesn't need much explanation. "Having the power to appoint or dismiss senior police officers" is already an enormous power, and it belongs to the Cabinet Office, giving it a superior status.

Therefore, Ishida was also completely confused.

Kudo Yuichi didn't keep him waiting long. He couldn't help but laugh heartily a few times, took a few steps back, patted the table, and lowered his voice.

"It's your turn, my friend."

"We've reached an agreement, haven't we?"

The man in the suit, who had been sitting in the middle of the Kudo family's small group with his head down and seemingly oblivious to everything, suddenly looked up, revealing a somewhat haggard face.

He glanced at the remains of the corpse in the center of the room with a complicated expression, then exchanged a look with Kudo Yu, slowly nodded, stood up, and made his face visible to almost everyone.

He is Ryosuke Yamamoto, the biological son of Yu Yamamoto. He was arrested by Kiyoshi Uesugi and taken in by the Collectors Association. He was once infected by the power of the Mystic Ritual.

Some rude gasps gradually rose up, and Kudo Yuichi returned to the podium with a smug look on his face, his tone becoming hurried.

"This incident was committed by Yamamoto Yu alone. It has nothing to do with the Yamamoto family, the National Police Agency, or, of course, this Yamamoto Ryosuke."

"Thanks to young master Yamamoto's timely contact and his selfless act of reporting Yamamoto Yu's heinous behavior, I was able to prepare in time and thwart this conspiracy."

"This is a great achievement!"

"I don't need to elaborate on Mr. Yamamoto's age, education, and qualifications, do I?"

"And his surname is Yamamoto!"

"I propose that Ryosuke Yamamoto take over the seat of Yu Yamamoto on the National Public Safety Commission. I will report this to the chairman of the commission immediately. Before that, I need to seek everyone's consent."

"Everyone, what do you think?"

Kudo Yuichi's statement actually only considers the opinions of two people.

One is Ishida, and the other is Hideshu Otomo.

One is a key figure in the Yamamoto faction who should not be underestimated, and the other is the current highest-ranking officer of the National Police Agency, although he has no real power.

Hideyuki Otomo nodded indifferently, without even opening his eyes, and casually said, "I have no objection. Kudo-kun can decide for me."

He seemed indifferent to worldly affairs.

Ishida reacted more strongly. His expression changed several times as he weighed the pros and cons in his mind for a long time. In the end, with a bitter face and a frown, he reluctantly nodded.

He had no choice. The Maoist Party would never give up a thoroughly trained henchman to use him; he wasn't even qualified to be someone's dog.

It may sound harsh, but that's the truth.

In Japan, the culture of retainers is deeply ingrained, and a surname can determine many things.

With things having come to this point, Kudo Yuichi let out a silent sigh.

Putting everything else aside, his plan has succeeded today.

With a little maneuvering, given their influence within the police system, it wouldn't be difficult for them to fool the high-ranking members of the Mao Zedong Party.

If all else fails, let Yamamoto Ryosuke show his loyalty. After all, he only needs a puppet; the Kudo family can take their time to gradually seize the actual power.

From this day forward, the power of the Japanese police system is entirely in the hands of the Kudo family!

Chapter 244 Gift

The night sky was clear, the crescent moon hung high, and the stars shone brightly.

In Uesugi Kiyoshi's dreams, it always seems to be night; he has never seen the sunlight here.

The surrounding area is the tranquil city of Tokyo.

Looking out into the distance, a small island, partially obscured by a hazy mist, appears and disappears on the surface of Tokyo Bay.

Uesugi Kiyoshi returned to the dream world once again.

With a thought, he moved swiftly and soon arrived in the town of a hundred demons, in front of the Mirage Tower.

He pushed open the door, went inside, looked around, and let out a somewhat wistful sigh.

Compared to the initial emptiness, this is now a very spacious and luxurious room.

The surrounding area was filled with magnificent and lifelike murals, a projection of the stars and seas of gods on the dome, hundreds of candlesticks emitting warm light, a simple conference table and bar chairs, and statues of gods and dogs that looked exactly like him, as well as demonic hands waving and dancing in the flames, and two Onikiri and Oni-bobu swords on the weapon rack in the corner.

He has gained a lot, and he is no longer the same person he used to be.

What started as a novice who could only hone his swordsmanship to fight demons has now become a renowned swordsman capable of slaying ghosts and gods.

In just a few dozen days, it felt like more than a decade had passed. The countless life-or-death battles during this time were clearly imprinted in his mind, becoming nourishment for his growth in strength. The formidable enemies he encountered were also the driving force that kept him moving forward.

In addition, he also gathered some like-minded friends around him.

This may be his most valuable asset.

If he was more of a lone swordsman before, then from now on, he may have to learn to be a leader.

Lost in thought, he sat down at the head of the long table, glanced at the mural of Shuten-dōji on the wall, and seeing that he had no interest in chatting, he simply ignored him and tapped on the armrest of his chair, closing his eyes thoughtfully for a nap.

A short while later, his eyelids twitched, he opened his eyes, and waved his hand.

The gates of the Mirage Tower opened wide, and a figure walked in with ease, dragging a sack-like object.

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"What is it that you absolutely have to say in a dream? What are you carrying?"

Uesugi glanced at the doorway and asked, somewhat puzzled.

The newcomer was dressed in a kendo uniform, with a golden katana at his waist. He had a handsome face and an inscrutable smile. He was none other than Arakawa no Kami Shingo, who had already recovered his "divine power" and gathered his "divine body." He only needed time to recover his full strength.

"I can't give you this in the real world, I can only meet you in your dream. Don't be so serious, I've brought you a gift, consider it a thank you for helping me regain my power."

"You should need this."

Narumi Shingo threw what he was holding forward—he really was carrying a burlap sack. After the sack hit the ground, the opening came undone, and several worm-like creatures crawled out, writhing and twisting.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's brows furrowed, and with a wave of his hand, he stood up. The Dojigiri sword by the wall had automatically flown into his hand.

He felt "threatened".

Since the Path to Godhood was activated and he was able to collect faith, although he has not gained any tangible benefits from the power of faith, he has developed a basic understanding of those who are also gods.

If he wasn't mistaken, these writhing insects before him possessed divinity and considerable power of faith; he even sensed a strong mirage aura.

This is a very rare item.

Uesugi Kiyoshi had lost count of how long it had been since he had absorbed any new mirage energy. He had gained something from the demons and gods he had killed before, and the mirage energy had also been quite useful.

However, ever since I took on the task of dealing with those alien gods, I've been doing the most tiring work, and I haven't earned a single bit of mirage energy.

The power used by those outer gods cannot be absorbed by the Hundred Demons Scroll.

However, these few worms in front of them are definitely big fat sheep.

At the same time, a long-unheard electronic synthesized voice suddenly rang in my ears—the Hundred Demons Scroll had reacted.

"Unknown spiritual fluctuations detected - matching in progress."

"Match complete".

"This is a deity, listed on the gray list. Capture is recommended."

"Its name is—Eight Thunder Gods!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi was very familiar with this name. His teacher's famous battle was when he killed eight Thunder Gods with his sword, fighting against gods alone and winning the battle.

"This is one of the Eight Thunder Gods. Don't let his appearance fool you, he has a background. He is considered a son god of Izanami and a subordinate god of the Thunder God Takemikazuchi. He is quite a figure in Takamagahara."

"There are too many gods in Japanese mythology, but if we're talking about those who are really good at fighting, Takemikazuchi is definitely one of the top contenders."

"Izanami goes without saying. She is the daughter of the underworld and the mother of all gods. Even the King of Hell in the underworld has to give her some face. She is not someone to be trifled with."

"This blind fool planned to use my name to steal my body and resurrect himself. I caught him in the act, and in my anger, I didn't think much of it. I reclaimed the power of Arakawa from you, opened the Arakawa Water Kingdom, flooded his Yomotsu Hirasaka, assimilated his dream, and even captured him alive."

Narumi Shingo spoke so casually that Uesugi Kiyoshi was taken aback.

He actually felt that his achievements were already quite impressive, but now it seems that this Lord of Arakawa is also a formidable character.

“I can’t do anything about him. Although the power of Arakawa is immense, it’s not enough to completely destroy a god whose name is known throughout the world, so I sent him to you.”

"You should be able to kill him and absorb his power, right?"

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression changed slightly, but when he looked up, he met Narumi Shingo's burning gaze.

Then, as if he understood something, he nodded silently.

Narumi Shingo smiled and said, "Don't make that face. The previous owner of the Hundred Demons Scroll had this ability."

"You, who have inherited the Hundred Demons Scroll, should be able to completely annihilate demons and absorb their power." That's my guess.

"In that case, I'll leave this to you."

"Let him go or kill him, it's up to you."

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"If Kengoku or the Daughter of the Underworld come looking for me afterward, just say my name. I'm the one who captured him, you don't need to take the blame for me -- this is my grudge."

"Don't worry."

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned and said with displeasure, "What are you saying?"

"Hey, we've at least fought side by side, this is too formal!"

As he said this, Uesugi Kiyoshi showed no dissatisfaction. He turned around and skewered several maggots into a candied hawthorn skewer with his sword.

Under Narumi Shingo's knowing gaze, the jet-black maggot, covered in crackling lightning, writhed and twisted, yet it could not help but shrink and wither little by little until it finally turned to ashes and vanished into the air without leaving a trace.

Uesugi Kiyoshi, on the other hand, looked as if he had taken a powerful tonic, his face glowing, and even his statue emitted a faint fluorescent light.