I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 147 and 149: Feeding the Dog

"Let's go, to America!"

The conference room door was pushed open, and a group of heavily armed American soldiers walked in, led by a soldier with the rank of lieutenant general on his shoulder and a hooked nose.

The blonde investigator Grace and the other officers from Section 5, whether Japanese or not, followed behind with a subservient air.

"General William!"

The Superintendent General of Police, who was sitting calmly on the sidelines, immediately stood up to greet the soldier with the hooked nose.

"Superintendent General, please prepare to bring the super-powered doctor and that Buddha stone, the stone..."

General William spoke in English, but hesitated halfway through, unsure how to pronounce the word "bowl." He finally gave up and simply said:

"The Buddha's stone bowl is all prepared; I'm going to escort it to the United States in a fighter jet formation."

"this……"

The Superintendent General of Police looked troubled.

Lieutenant General William was the highest-ranking U.S. military officer stationed in Japan, second only to the commander of Yokota Air Base. In this country, he was not far off from being second only to the president.

At least it's not something he, as the Superintendent General of Police, can contend with.

"Not only are Type A and Type B beings appearing in Japan now, but superpowered individuals are also sprouting up one after another like mushrooms in the forest. It will be safer to send the doctor and Buddha's stone bowl to the United States. This is not only my idea, but also the Commander's."

"I need to consult the Prime Minister."

The Superintendent General sighed, already prepared to swallow his pride and bear it.

The Superintendent General of Police also does not believe that the Prime Minister can withstand the pressure from the United States.

The so-called request for instructions is nothing more than a formality, and a way to shirk responsibility.

The high-ranking officers of the Metropolitan Police Department present were all terrified when they saw the menacing American soldiers.

Although they were heartbroken and extremely reluctant to part with the Buddha's stone bowl and the extraordinary Dr. Satomi, the Metropolitan Police Department was powerless to resist the US's tough stance.

"General William, is this approach inappropriate?"

Uchiha Senmon hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped forward and asked in fluent English.

"Uchiha-kun!"

Grace, with her blonde hair and blue eyes, saw the Uchiha Senmon and her eyes lit up.

"Grace, it's been a long time." Uchiha Senmon smiled warmly.

"What, you two know each other?"

"Yes, Uncle, I was classmates with Uchiha-kun when I was studying in Tokyo," Grace whispered in General William's ear.

"Your accent does have a bit of a Californian flavor. Did you learn it from you?" General William glanced at Uchiha Senmon with interest and said, "Officer, do you have any objections?"

"General William, your country is a nation that believes in Yahweh, and this stone bowl is a Buddhist treasure. How much do your country's scientists really know about Buddhism? If they were to conduct research on it, it would probably be a lot of work for little reward."

Uchiha Senmon said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"To study this stone bowl in front of the Buddha, a good understanding of Buddhist culture is essential. Our country is a Buddhist country with various ancient temples and scriptures. Conducting research in our country may yield better results."

"Oh, is that so?"

General William disagreed.

In his view, this was just an excuse for the Metropolitan Police Department to keep Ishiba and the super-powered doctor in the country.

"General William, have you ever heard of the Tale of the Bamboo Cutter from your country?"

Uchiha Senmon gave a brief introduction to this story, which is familiar even to three-year-olds in Japan.

Princess Kaguya made demands of the five suitors, asking them to bring her a stone bowl from before the Buddha, a fire rat fur coat, a jade branch from Penglai, a dragon head jade, and a swallow shell. She would marry whoever could bring them.

Uchiha Senmon spoke for quite a while, his throat getting a little dry, but he continued to tell his story in a gentle and detailed manner.

"This story is interesting, but what does it prove?"

General William listened with great interest, as if it were the first time he had ever heard the Tale of the Bamboo Cutter.

"The clues about the extraordinary may be hidden in our country's mythology and history. The stone bowl in front of the Buddha and the fire rat fur coat worn by Afei are two rare treasures mentioned in The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter."

Uchiha Senmon smiled and said:

"There are cultural differences between our two countries. As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. Your country is not very familiar with our mythology and history. So how can you talk about studying the stone bowl in front of the Buddha?"

"So what? At worst, we can just take all those famous Japanese monks and scholars to the United States. Wouldn't that work too?"

General William waved his hand dismissively, as if it were a trivial matter to him.

"Cultural differences alone are not a convincing reason for me."

Uchiha Senmon gave a wry smile, then his expression turned serious, and he said:

"General William, what happened after the Type A prisoners were captured and sent to the United States?"

General William frowned upon hearing what Uchiha Senmon said.

After 1990, various demons and monsters began to appear in Japan. Leaving aside those evil spirits without physical form, the Metropolitan Police Department quickly captured Type A.

Yokota Base initially intended to send this precious live specimen to the United States for the highest level of research.

However, these monsters weakened rapidly after leaving Japan, and they collapsed shortly after being transported to the United States.

It was precisely for this reason that the research center for the extraordinary existence was ultimately located at the U.S. military base in Yokosuka Port, Kanagawa Prefecture.

"General William, you can imagine what would happen if the stone bowl in front of the Buddha and Dr. Satomi were transported out of Japan and, like the previous Type A, lost their supernatural powers or even vanished into nothingness. That would be a huge loss," Uchiha Senmon pressed on.

General William pondered for a moment, then went outside to make a phone call, chattered on and on, before coming back in.

"Officer, your reasoning has barely convinced me," General William said. "The commander has decided not to send them to the United States for the time being, but to transfer them to Yokosuka Port immediately."

The Superintendent General of Police showed a hint of joy. Although entering the U.S. military base in Yokosuka Port was like throwing meat buns to a dog—it was a one-way trip—at least they were still in Japan, and their local forces could at least get some scraps.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"

The Superintendent General gave Uchiha Senmon an appreciative look and immediately ordered that the stone bowl in front of the Buddha and Dr. Satomi be brought over.

"This is the stone bowl of Buddha, and it certainly looks full of Eastern mystique."

General William picked up the stone bowl in front of the Buddha and exclaimed in admiration.

"Holding it in your hand gives you a sense of tranquility. How would you describe that feeling in Eastern terms?"

"Zen-like!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Although General William is a foreigner, he was able to grasp the essence of Zen immediately, which shows that he has a deep connection with Buddha." Someone started to flatter him.

"Yeah yeah!"

The Metropolitan Police Department's top officials echoed their agreement.

Although this stone bowl looks ordinary, it must be a return to simplicity.

The collection of Yama, containing extraordinary items capable of curing terminal illnesses, must be incomparably precious treasures.

Meanwhile, in another part of Tokyo.

Naruto Uchiha held up an identical stone bowl, poured dog food into it, and greeted the bowl.

"Suckling sound—!"

A dog wagged its tail and came running over, burying its head in the stone bowl and feasting.

(End of this chapter)