I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 111-113: Containers for Dreams

It was already 5 p.m., and Huguo Temple had closed its doors to visitors. The side hall was empty, with only a Buddha statue sitting on a lotus pedestal, watching everything without joy or sorrow.

A wisp of translucent spirit appeared in the hall as if teleported, and then flew up to the roof beam as if riding the wind.

The coffin containing Tsukimi Inaba was hidden by Uchiha Naruto on the roof beam of the side hall of Gokoku-ji Temple.

Gokoku-ji Temple is a famous ancient temple in Bunkyo Ward. It is very wealthy, and even the roof beams are made of sturdy horizontal timbers, so the coffin was placed steadily.

The top of the head is a blind spot for everyone. Over the past three days, countless pilgrims and young monks who have come to worship and come to see them off have not noticed that there is something extra on their heads.

Seeing that black smoke was beginning to billow continuously from the top of the coffin, Uchiha Naruto nodded, indicating that Inaba was about to break free from the seal in the moonlight.

Naruto Uchiha lifted the cylindrical coffin, took it down from the roof, and placed it in the side hall.

The strength of a spirit is naturally not comparable to that of a physical body, but fortunately, Tsukimi Inaba is petite and lightweight.

As Naruto Uchiha hesitated about how to move the coffin out, he heard a shrill caw from a crow outside:

"Gah!"

Naruto Uchiha didn't hide Tsukimi Sato Inaba at Gokokuji Temple without any preparation. He left several crows nearby so they could immediately relay information to him at the slightest sign of trouble.

In his spirit form, Uchiha Naruto can sense the surrounding spirits through the Spirit Transformation Technique.

Outside the side hall of the Gokokuji Temple, a spirit was approaching, its power and evil unprecedented in Uchiha Naruto's memory.

Who is this visitor?

The wooden coffin in Naruto Uchiha's hands trembled even more violently, and the black mist rose faster and faster.

With a thought, Uchiha Naruto placed the coffin barrel on the ground, and his spirit concealed its aura, hiding in the void.

The side hall door of Huguo Temple was pushed open by a hand covered in white scales, and a person of unknown identity, wearing a hooded cloak and whose face was hidden in shadow, walked in.

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Time has rewound a little.

"Teacher, are we really going to abandon the base and move out of Tokyo? You've painstakingly built up this base in Tokyo for so many years..."

In the monsters' underground sanctuary, Fujiki the monster is making a final confirmation with Orochi-sensei.

"That's right! Kihara-kun, I've decided to do it."

Orochi-sensei, still wearing the same white lab coat, said in a gloomy tone:

"The situation in Tokyo is changing rapidly, and it is now the eye of a typhoon. If our organization stays in Tokyo, this place of trouble, we will probably get into even more trouble."

I never expected that such a big thing would happen while that old geezer was recuperating!

Two extraordinary individuals actually fought fiercely in broad daylight in Daejeon, even summoning a 20-meter-tall statue of a Myō-ō and a clay giant in an extremely exaggerated manner, causing the earth to shake violently. Countless people witnessed this.

This has ruined Orochi's long-standing plan to strictly manage the yokai and avoid attracting public attention, making it increasingly difficult for the yokai to operate in the foreseeable future.

Orochi immediately activated his secret channels within the Metropolitan Police Department, gaining access to classified information that even ordinary police officers were unaware of.

The conversation between the Jiraiya monk and the man called Sasori of the Red Sand was only a fragment, yet it felt incredible.

These extraordinary beings actually existed thousands of years ago, and they even descended from another world.

What exactly is that place they call the Inner World or the Celestial Realm? Is it really the legendary Celestial Realm?

Even a cunning and shrewd demon like Orochi couldn't help but feel his worldview shattered.

If supernatural beings have existed for thousands of years, and even Minamoto no Yorimitsu was a supernatural being, then what about these yokai that were born only after the 15th year of the Heisei era?

Did those great demons like the Gyūoni and Tsuchigumo, who were slain by Minamoto no Yorimitsu, really exist? If they did, why did they disappear for over a thousand years afterward?

The conversation between the extraordinary individuals seemed to solve some problems, but it also left more mysteries unsolved, leaving Orochi-sensei completely baffled.

Although he couldn't understand it, the deterioration of the situation in the future was foreseeable. After analyzing the intelligence, Orochi made a decisive decision to break up all the monsters lurking in Tokyo and withdraw them from Tokyo.

"However, because of what happened before, the Metropolitan Police Department is still implementing traffic control in Tokyo, and the checks at entrances and exits are very tight, so it's not easy to evacuate," Fujiki Yokai said hesitantly.

"Then let's use that old codger's connections and resources. He's currently indulging in his dream of immortality, and he'll listen to whatever we say. Since we've already decided to evacuate Tokyo, let's use as many resources as possible without worrying too much."

"Yes, teacher." The Fujiki Youkai nodded.

"There's another important matter: Tokito and Inukai, who were previously assigned to retrieve the containers, have disappeared without a trace. I wonder if it's due to the current situation causing the delay..."

"They were probably killed by the container."

"How is this possible? Inukai is a yokai named by you, Master! How could he be killed by a human girl?!"

Orochi-sensei slowly closed his eyelids and said, word by word:

"I can sense the approximate location and condition of a container by the demonic energy it contains. The container was indeed on the verge of breaking down, but for some reason, it has weakened to an extreme degree in the last few days."

"Does this mean the container is about to die?" the Fujiki monster asked.

"No, I can feel it. That container is undergoing a strange change." Orochi-sensei shook his head.

"That fragile, substandard container is transforming into a perfect one. I have a feeling this time it will succeed!"

The vine-wood spirit hesitated for a moment before saying uncertainly:

"The perfect vessel? You mean the vessel that can now hold your soul?"

"Kihara-kun, among the yokai in the organization, I trust you the most, and only you know that I have a second dream, which is to be reincarnated as a human."

"That sorcery was completed several years ago, but it still lacks a suitable vessel. The bodies of ordinary humans simply cannot contain the souls of monsters. Our human experiments are nominally to transform humans into monsters, but in reality, they are to create a suitable vessel for me."

The white-scaled monster spat out its forked tongue, a mixture of cruelty and excitement that made it appear exceptionally ferocious.

"Now, that human girl, Tsukimi Inaba, is the vessel that holds my dreams, so this time, it's necessary for me to go there myself!"

(End of this chapter)