I Am an Emperor in a World of Mixed Anime

But a cleared-out haunted house is different. Since there are no evil spirits, no one will die. So it can be rented out, and the rent is a continuous source of income. After someone lives there for a year or two without any problems, it can be mortgaged to a bank just like a normal house to get a large amount of cash.

The reason why Akira Higashino did not choose to buy cheap land or even mountain land in the countryside at the beginning was because his initial funds were too limited. Although the land in the countryside was cheap, it was not easy to use it as collateral to raise more money to continue snowballing.

Even though a haunted house is only slightly more expensive than a barren hillside in the countryside, and many people have died there, it is still a house in Tokyo, and people can get a lot of cash from the bank to buy new houses and land.

Originally, this system eventually stopped working.

Higashino Akira planned to wait for Kongming to exert his efforts and operate for a period of time, and once he had made money, he would continue to expand his territory.

But now the turning point has arrived!

Of course, it wasn't because Higashino Akira took action that he could defeat several. He had to work hard before becoming emperor, and he still had to fight desperately after becoming emperor. Otherwise, wouldn't the system have been a waste?

Akira Higashino sat on the train, wearing a wireless Bluetooth earphone in his left ear. Under the seat beneath him was Shoko Toyokawa, a small pet in a cage. It was possible to bring her on the train by buying her a ticket.

On Akira Higashino's phone, a video was playing.

In the video, in the pitch-black night, a young woman leads a little girl to a secluded phone booth and makes a call. Suddenly, several bloody handprints appear on the glass of the empty booth. The young woman, her eyes vacant, unconsciously walks towards the phone booth. Just as she is about to enter, a scroll she has been holding suddenly explodes, hovers in the air for a moment, and then shatters and scatters. The young woman, whose eyes had been vacant, snaps back to reality and quickly runs back a couple of steps. Then, the little girl who followed the young woman suddenly jumps out from behind the bushes nearby, pulls out a crowbar from behind her back, smashes open the phone booth lock with a bang, throws in a plush toy, and starts smashing the phone. Just as the phone is almost destroyed, the toy suddenly twitches a few times, trying to escape, but the little girl quickly picks it up and grabs it by the neck.

At the end of the video, the same young woman is driving away with the little girl and the doll. Before leaving the video's range, the doll in the little girl's arms suddenly turns its head and glances in the direction the camera is secretly filming.

By the end, Akira Higashino noticed that the video footage visibly shook, indicating that the person secretly filming was quite frightened.

The Imperial Guards had only learned modern common sense and how to use various technologies. Their job was not to fight demons and monsters, and they had never seen such things before. They had killed quite a few people who fabricated the existence of ghosts and gods to do evil. If Higashino Akira had not personally informed them in advance that there were such things as evil spirits and wandering souls in this world, they might not have believed it.

Even if I knew, I was still quite frightened when I saw something so counterintuitive for the first time.

Akira Higashino recognized that scroll.

The words on it were written by his own hand; it reads "A person has something to do".

So, it turns out that his calligraphy could have this kind of effect?

No, it should be a calligraphy copybook stamped with his personal seal.

Although the effect is not significant, it can at least serve as a slight warning. If the target is not particularly powerful, it can save them once when they are blinded.

The woman in the video is none other than the junior student, Hōgetsu Eiko, who had repeatedly purchased Higashino Akira's calligraphy books and even actively approached him at the social gathering to become his friend.

For a while, this woman had frequently contacted him, but because the Imperial Guards were still investigating her motives for approaching him, Dongye Ming didn't pay much attention to her until the results were in. He just gave her lukewarm responses every day.

I never expected it to end like this.

There is no doubt that Hōgetsu Eiko deliberately went to encounter ghosts with a purpose. In fact, the main combat force and the person in charge of the operation was not her, but the little girl who was with her.

Higashino Akira dragged the progress bar back a bit, and his right eyelid twitched as he watched the little girl leap high into the air and smash the phone booth door lock.

Subconsciously, she brought out another professional she knew, Makoto Higa, to compare with this little girl.

Then, he shook his head.

The gap between people can sometimes be bigger than that between a person and a dog.

This girl is only a few years old, probably still in elementary school, yet she can easily defeat an evil spirit. Meanwhile, Makoto Higa is an adult, but not only is she not skilled in exorcism, she doesn't have much magical damage, and her physical attacks are also weak. She's no match for a little girl. If it weren't for Akira Higashino's presence when she entered that haunted house, she would have been severely injured by a common evil spirit's first encounter with it, which used a falling vase to kill her.

What is meant by "professional"?

That's what you call professional!

Higashino Akira didn't care what Hōgetsu Eiko's purpose was in taking a little girl to encounter and catch ghosts.

All he knew was that his collection of haunted houses was likely to appreciate in value.

It seems I can't be so cold to my dear junior anymore; she deserves it!

My property is full of evil spirits. They like to encounter ghosts. My junior and I are such a perfect match?

When I return to Tokyo next time, I will proactively sponsor their hobby.

Support every reckless dream!

This Tokyo is so strange. First there was the band genius, then Tanya the Evil. My hometown is still the most simple and honest place.

With the rapid pace of version iterations, Akira Higashino, as a normal person, sometimes felt somewhat out of place in this world.

Fortunately, he doesn't like this world, so if he doesn't want to be a part of it, he doesn't have to be

He likes girls.

As Akira Higashino pondered, the train entered a tunnel, the light suddenly went out, and then a heavy, intense, chilling feeling that made one feel a chill from the bottom of their heart came from all directions.

Your mom!

Two or three hours have passed, and we're almost home.

Why pull this stunt?

Higashino Akira suddenly reached out and grabbed the bastard who was closest to him, the one with the least sense of distance, almost face to face with him, and squeezed him hard.

[Qi consumption 500]

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Attack (Thanks to the generous donor 1A7488 for the donation)

A sensation similar to crushing jelly came through my hand.

Immediately afterwards, the chilling feeling all around grew stronger and closer.

Akira Higashino's luck points were being consumed at a rate of almost one thousand per second.

In the dark tunnel, illuminated only by the faint light from inside the train, Akira Higashino waved his hands from side to side like a mosquito swatter, occasionally reaching out to grab something.

About three or four seconds later, the vehicle drove out of the tunnel, but the outside environment and the light shining in made people's hearts sink suddenly.

The entire carriage was bathed in a yellowish light, not the dim yellow of a setting sun, but a dull, aged yellow that resembled an old photograph or withered leaves, devoid of life and carrying a sense of timelessness.

Akira Higashino continued to occasionally 'swatt the mosquitoes', while casually glancing at the other passengers around him. The others seemed oblivious, continuing with what they were doing, only their movements appeared somewhat sluggish, as if they were on 0.75x speed.

About a minute later, the chilling feeling that Higashino Akira could sense dissipated by half. Perhaps it was because of this, or perhaps it was because of another tunnel. When the train emerged from another tunnel, the light, the people around him, and everything else returned to normal.

However, that chilling feeling, though it was a little further away, still lingered and had become even more subtle.

Higashino Akira's eyes darkened.

In the distance, footsteps could be heard coming from the front and rear carriages, gradually approaching.

There were about six or seven people.

When the group approached, Higashino Akira saw that they included men, women, and children, and that they were carrying short-handled melee weapons such as fruit knives. He decisively stood up, sandwiched himself tightly between the two sides before they could meet, and charged in one direction.

As he approached, he nimbly took off his large, heavy trench coat and swung it forward, slapping it hard across the faces of the two people in front of him. The blow stunned them and blocked their view. Then, without hesitation, he stomped on the side of the knee of the person at the front of the line, breaking the joint without hesitation!

Then, as the man fell towards the direction of bone dislocation, he stomped his feet on the ground and delivered a powerful punch from below to the man's chin, causing him to rise slightly into the air with his feet on tiptoe. The immense impact and the resulting pain made Higashino Akira's heart race and blood vessels appear around his pupils.

But he didn't have time to feel it. He grabbed the trench coat that had fallen into the air, swung it around a few times, wrapped it around one arm, and then quickly turned around and kicked the wrist of the person who had been kicked in the leg joint earlier, stomping hard on the joint of the knife-wielding man's wrist!

The other person screamed in agony as his wrist dislocated, a sharp, throbbing pain shooting into his brain, and the knife fell from his hand.

Higashino Akira quickly picked up the knife and threw it forcefully backhand towards the leader of the four men who had sensed something was wrong and were running towards him. The blade pierced the man's bare neck, and blood gushed out immediately. However, Higashino Akira did not stop. Taking advantage of the moment when the man was injured and paused, he accelerated and jumped up, delivering a powerful flying kick that sent him flying and crashing into the three men behind him. The impact sent the men staggering and falling, and two of them accidentally dropped their weapons.

Only one person remained with a weapon and quickly regained his footing, brandishing his knife as he charged forward to attack. Higashino Akira used the arm covered by a thick trench coat to block the attack, and with his other hand, he grabbed the hand holding the knife and twisted it hard. The joint dislocated, making it difficult for the muscles to exert force and grip properly, and the knife in his hand naturally fell to the ground. Then, Higashino Akira quickly executed a close-range over-the-shoulder throw, slamming the person to the ground and dislocating their arm on the spot with a crack.

The two people who were knocked down to the floor by the first person tried to get up, but Higashino Akira didn’t give them a chance. He quickly stepped forward and decisively broke their arm joints.

After finishing everything, Higashino Akira straightened up, facing the horrified gazes of the passengers who filled almost half the seats in the carriage, and gasped for breath while holding onto the back of the seat next to him.

Before he could catch his breath, stumbling footsteps approached from behind again. It was the guy who had taken a heavy punch to the chin earlier. Even though his eyes had rolled back, he was still clutching a knife and stumbling towards him in a strange posture with his neck tilted back.

Higashino Akira didn't make a move, calmly estimating the distance. Once the opponent entered his attack range, he tensed his leg muscles, turned around, and delivered a spinning kick like a crescent moon, launching upwards at a 35-degree angle. The kick landed directly on the side of the man's knife-wielding hand, sending the knife flying. The immense kinetic energy also deflected the arm, causing the opponent's entire body to sway and stumble.

Without giving him a chance, Higashino Akira immediately stepped forward, grabbed her collar, swung his right arm back, and delivered a powerful punch to the middle-aged woman's face, crushing her nose. Then came the second punch, the third punch…

Only when the other person was on the verge of death and he felt relieved did Higashino Akira release his grip on her collar, dislocate her arm joints, and let her fall limply to the ground.

He then shook his arm, unfurled the ripped trench coat behind him, and draped it back over his shoulders. He took out a handkerchief from the coat pocket and wiped the bloodstains from the blows, which were indistinguishable as to whether they were his own or someone else's.

Even if it can't be wiped clean, at least it can be dried.

He took out his phone and dialed the police.

Not far away, the flight attendants and police officers arrived late and stood there, not daring to approach.

Higashino Akira and the others waved and pointed to the group on the ground.

"I was trying to fight back when someone was injured with a weapon, and I was forced to do so out of a sense of justice, understand?"

"Tie their hands and restrain them. While you're at it, ask if there's a doctor in the car who knows first aid. That guy over there with a knife in his neck, his trachea has been cut open. If we leave him unattended, he might suffocate and die from too much blood."

Higashino Akira calmly made the arrangements, his handsome face still splattered with blood, yet his voice carried a strangely convincing power that made the flight attendants and police officers react quickly and get to work according to his instructions.

Having been in a position of power for a long time, there's no need to put on airs when interacting with acquaintances. However, with hundreds of elite henchmen who obey him unconditionally, if he were to put on airs, Higashino Akira would have an even more imposing presence than ordinary county councilors.

Ignoring the recording and fearful looks from the others around him, Akira Higashino returned to his seat and shook his hands. As the adrenaline subsided, the pain became even more pronounced.

A bunch of idiots. When they were ghosts, they were invisible, and when they ran away, they couldn't be caught. Now they've possessed human bodies and want to cause trouble.

[Emperor: Akira Higashino]

[Spirit: 9]

[Constitution: 6]

[Fortune: Red (73.2k)]

[Authority: Astrological observation, imperial decree]

[Land area: 1352 square meters]

[Harem: 2]

Chapter Thirty-Four: Welcome Back

One fight cost nearly 200,000 luck points.

Higashino Akira was in more pain than his hand.

There was no doubt that he was being targeted.

The sudden appearance of a large number of evil spirits was incredibly sinister, even capable of affecting the real environment on a small scale. Moreover, unlike ordinary wandering spirits that cannot interfere with reality or harm people because they are invisible, these guys actively sought me out and chased after me. After being repelled and freed, they would possess people and continue to hunt me down. And the people they possessed just happened to be carrying weapons.

It would be a miracle if we weren't set up!

Fortunately, Akira Higashino himself is also quite skilled. It's unlikely that he wouldn't be able to play with the invincible Iron Fist Shizuka without some skill.

In addition, given the social atmosphere in the island nation, Akira Higashino disdained studying anything or joining other people's circles from a young age. When he was a child, he studied near his hometown and mostly knew people, so it wasn't a big deal. But when he went to Chiba and Tokyo, he inevitably encountered the local phenomenon known as school bullying.

He doesn't want to suffer any losses, so he'll only promote anyone who annoys him and comes looking for trouble.

With excellent skills, he learned partly on his own and partly through practice, relying on the good physiques of his fellow sports students, and he became more and more proficient through hard work.