I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapter 13 Chapter 013 A lack of enthusiasm for rice indicates a problem with one's thinking.

"These days, even monks are being labeled as arsonists."

"He truly possesses a strong sense of martial spirit, reminiscent of the Ikko-ikki of yesteryear."

"Burning down civilian houses is nothing special. If this bald guy is so capable, why doesn't he burn down the Imperial Palace?"

"Two million! That's not even a bounty on a murderer."

The izakaya patrons, a little tipsy, began to slur their words, quickly becoming the hottest topic of conversation in the establishment.

As Naruto Uchiha looked at the familiar monk's face on the television, his expression darkened.

After the video from the apartment was deleted, he knew it might be because it involved a supernatural event, and the Metropolitan Police Department had imposed information control on it. But he never expected that the Metropolitan Police Department would issue an arrest warrant for Di Lu and even offer a high reward.

What's going on here? Shouldn't this be investigated secretly and covertly, given that it involves supernatural events?

Or is it that the Japanese government is so hostile towards wild superhumans?

Meanwhile, the fried dumplings that Uchiha Naruto ordered were ready, and the girl with braided hair and a name tag that read "Ichibashi" was served them.

She wore thick, round, black-rimmed glasses, obscuring her eyes and face. She wore a red, wide-sleeved Wu-style robe with a white apron printed with the shop's name over it, and a scarf wrapped around her head. Two glossy black braids hung down to her full chest.

The girl placed a plate of fried dumplings on the table and then turned to leave.

As Naruto Uchiha ate his fried dumplings with a crunching sound, he pondered the purpose of the Japanese government's warrant for Riku's arrest.

The dumplings were quickly finished, and he tapped on the table, calling Yiqiao over.

"Give me another serving of fried dumplings." The taste was average, but for Uchiha Naruto, eight large servings of fried dumplings were just enough to fill his stomach.

"One serving each of braised pork with ginger, beef tendon and radish soup, and rice."

"Four fried chicken skewers, please."

"Large curry rice, and a glass of ice water."

On her fifth visit to Uchiha Naruto's seat, the waitress was surprised by his good appetite and couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

It was seven o'clock, the busiest time of day for the izakaya, when a middle-aged man with a large belly, wearing a brown sweater and slippers, walked in, looking quite drunk.

"Watanabe, bring me your most expensive sashimi platter, and uh, open a bottle of your most expensive wine too," the drunkard shouted to the owner, burping as he did so.

Even the regulars at the shop started teasing the drunkard:

"Yokoshima, judging from your appearance, you must have made quite a bit of money beating pachinko today."

"Just a little bit, just a little bit." The drunkard rubbed his index finger against his thumb, making a classic gesture, and said smugly.

Before long, the sashimi platter arrived. The drunkard, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, looked at Ichikyo with her braided hair and reached out to grab her wrist. However, Ichikyo reacted quickly and dodged in time, only managing to grab her sleeve.

"Young lady, are you new here? I didn't see you the other day. You've got a hot body, huh? Come have a drink with me, I'll give you some pocket money..."

The drunkard grabbed Yiqiao's sleeve and began spewing all sorts of foul language, refusing to let go even when the shop owner and other customers tried to stop him.

Yiqiao remained expressionless, his thick glasses reflecting a cold light, and his aura shifted from aloof and unapproachable to dangerous.

"Honestly, you see all sorts of scum out here. This trashy customer, I think you need to freshen your breath."

With lightning speed, Yiqiao pulled a bottle of pepper spray from his pocket and pressed it against the drunk man without hesitation.

"It hurts so much, my eyes, cough cough cough..."

"You little bitch!"

"Stop spraying me... have mercy..."

Without any mercy, Yiqiao sprayed the entire bottle of pepper spray, filling the store with a smoky and foul smell. Other customers couldn't stand the strong odor and ran out.

"That feels so good, my mouth feels clean and refreshed."

With a cruel smile on his face, he tossed the light, empty bottle onto the drunkard who had already choked and passed out. Ichihashi took off his apron, placed it on the table, bowed to the boss, and said, "Thank you for your patronage these past two days. It seems this job is now over. This money is enough to make up for your business losses today."

After saying that, Hitotsubashi took out a thick stack of Fukuzawa Yokichi from her wallet and placed it on the table. Then, as proud as a queen, she walked out of the store with an air of grandeur and majesty.

Naruto Uchiha, standing at the door, was also intimidated by the girl with the braided hair's decisive and ruthless nature.

Although he was curious about the girl's identity, it had nothing to do with him.

After leaving the izakaya, Uchiha Naruto strolled around the streets like he was surveying his territory. After wandering for half an hour, he arrived at the entrance of Nakano Park, intending to take a shortcut home from there.

The night breeze rippled across the park's grass.

Nakano Park is beautiful during the day, but at night, the shadows of the trees and the calls of unknown small animals make it a bit eerie and scary.

Naruto Uchiha, oblivious to the danger, continued walking deeper into the park, intending to cross it to go home.

There is an artificial lake in the center of Nakano Park.

A girl with long, black hair stepped barefoot onto the stone steps by the lake, the lake water washing over her toes.

A pair of shoes, a pair of glasses, and a wallet were laid out on the shore.

Bathed in moonlight, the girl lifted her skirt, revealing her fair and smooth legs, and kicked in the lake water, humming a cheerful song.

Naruto Uchiha saw this scene from afar, but he remained oblivious and continued walking forward, snapping a tree branch with a loud crack in the empty park.

The singing stopped abruptly.

"You sang very well, why did you stop singing?"

Seemingly oblivious to the girl's embarrassed, angry, and wary gaze, Uchiha Naruto said with a smile.

Yiqiao lowered her skirt to cover her calves, then quietly slipped one hand into her pocket, pointed to her wallet next to her shoes with the other, and said calmly:

"Mr. Stalker, all my money is in that purse over there. Please feel free to use it."

"If possible, I hope you won't take my shoes. The thought of someone doing this or that to my shoes makes me feel nauseous and I might never dare to wear shoes again in my life." Yiqiao covered his mouth with one hand and gagged a few times.

"Who would do that to your shoes! And I won't take your money."

"You don't want money, so you're still after my body after all? I knew it, who would leave a gemstone for a piece of sand?"

Uchiha Naruto was both amused and exasperated.

"Don't treat me like a criminal inmate, okay? I just happened to be passing by the park."

"Yeah, following someone isn't a crime, but you said you just happened to be passing by? From the izakaya all the way to Nakano Park?"

Naruto Uchiha felt a little embarrassed; he really had just happened to be passing by.

But to encounter him twice in one night is too much of a coincidence; it's no wonder the girl thought he had ill intentions.

"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get, and you can't predict who you'll meet around the next corner."

Hitotsubashi glanced at Uchiha Naruto with amusement, her expression relaxing, but she still wouldn't let it go:

"Your approach was really awful. If you need, I can introduce you to some shops in Ginza; a frivolous, womanizing guy like you would definitely be popular..."

"ah--!"

Before the words were finished, the girl screamed and was dragged into the lake as if by something.

(End of this chapter)