I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 46 and 047: This humble monk also enjoys them (Please continue reading)

"Master!"

"The cult leader has appeared!"

"The sect leader possesses supernatural powers and boundless magic!"

Upon seeing the golden Buddha's hand floating in the air and the halo behind the leader's head, most of the fanatical followers immediately knelt down. Some of the believers who were attending the ceremony for the first time hesitated for a moment, but also knelt down involuntarily.

"Laymen, fellow laymen!"

The cult leader raised his hands and made a two-pointing gesture, and the entire scene miraculously fell silent.

"The Dharma-ending Age is approaching, and the evil form of the Twin Buddhas is about to destroy the world. At this time, I, your leader, will descend to earth as the benevolent form of the Twin Buddhas to save the world!"

The cult leader raised a fat hand, raised his arm, and shouted with great enthusiasm and passion, spitting as he spoke.

"surprised!"

He shouted and raised a hand to press down on a rockery in the courtyard that was as tall as a person. A hazy golden fist appeared out of thin air and smashed the rockery into pieces.

"Some people slander and defame our True Faith Society, calling it a heretical sect. Look at this Buddha's light, look at this Dharma! Can heretical sects possess this? Our True Faith Society is the only correct faith; those people are the heretics!"

"I know that some of you have lost everything, been separated from your families, and suffered the scorn of relatives and friends for the sake of the True Faith Church, but those were merely trials before you were saved. Those who slander the True Faith Church as a heretical and evil path are jealous of your salvation! They are demons sent by the evil body!"

The believers kneeling on the ground were moved to tears, banging their heads on the ground.

"Savior! Savior!"

Long live the Orthodox Church!

"Quack, Master, we swear to follow you to the death!"

After the frenzied emotions at the scene had subsided and the noise had gradually died down, the cult leader nodded in satisfaction and whispered a few words to the monks standing beside him.

The monks then brought up several people who were tightly bound and gagged, including men and women, young and old.

"These individuals are all attempting to betray the true faith, wanting to leave the religion, and even considering reporting them to the police or television stations. Those who are tempted by evil and show no remorse must be purified by the Dharma of this Master!"

The cult leader raised his palm and, as if swatting flies, slapped down one by one with his golden Buddha palm, smashing these people into a bloody pulp.

Among the hundreds of believers present were many friends and relatives of the deceased, but the believers remained unmoved and instead cheered loudly and enthusiastically.

This is undoubtedly supernatural power. A cult leader who can use such extraordinary power must be a true Buddha and savior!

"Um!"

Looking at the devout and devoted followers, the cult leader's fat face was also full of pride.

With a halo above his head, he strolled among the believers, and wherever he went, they bowed their heads in utmost devotion, and some even kissed his footprints.

"All of you lay Buddhists here are devout believers who have undergone many trials. However, a rat has infiltrated our ranks!"

The cult leader stopped in front of a middle-aged man who was feigning fanaticism but whose eyes were full of unease, his gaze filled with mockery and malice.

"I am utterly loyal to the cult leader..."

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, the illusory golden Buddha's palm grabbed him, lifted him into the air, and tightened its grip little by little!

"You can't kill me! I'm from the Metropolitan Police Department, I'm from Public Security Section 5!"

Faced with a life-or-death situation, the middle-aged man disregarded his identity and quickly shouted out.

"What, people from the Metropolitan Police Department?"

For the first time, the cult leader, who held the power of life and death like a god, showed an expression of fear and unease.

He thought it was some kind of reckless reporter. The cult leader had killed people like that who wanted to create a big news story before, but officials were a different story.

Seeing the change in the cult leader's expression, the middle-aged man also forced a fawning smile.

His life or death is now entirely in the hands of the cult leader. Even if the Ministry of Public Security manages to apprehend the cult leader, so what? His life is truly over.

The middle-aged man, quick-witted as ever, spoke up again to offer advice:

"Actually, there is no conflict between the leader and the authorities. We can cooperate! Our Fifth Division has been searching for the leader, a highly virtuous monk with true magical powers."

In the recent renewed investigation into religious forces around Tokyo, Section 5 discovered the rapidly expanding religious group, the Orthodox Church, along with some very unsettling rumors. Most importantly, some people confidently claimed to have seen the leader appear before them.

But such remarks are not uncommon in emerging religions. Which of those believers doesn't regard their leader as a god? Lesson Five didn't pay much attention to it, but rather decided to try his luck, so he was sent to infiltrate the Orthodox Church.

Who would have thought that the leader of the Zhengxin Society was actually a genuine superhuman? What a big fish!

"Don't be afraid, Master. Our Fifth Division can help you escape punishment for what you've done; we'll let bygones be bygones!"

Although he had only been infiltrating for a short time, the middle-aged man discovered that the Zhengxin Society had committed many evil deeds in private. The leader of the cult was particularly guilty of numerous crimes, including murder to cover up crimes, murder for money, and bullying men and women. There were no women involved, after all, the affair between the abbot and the young novice monk was part of the traditional culture of Japanese Buddhism.

But so what? They were just civilians who died. As long as the leader surrendered and obeyed, he would naturally enjoy preferential treatment as the only superhuman under the control of the authorities.

Even if it gets exposed later, I can just apologize and let it go. Everyone makes mistakes when they're young, so why hold onto it?

The Buddha said that one can become a Buddha on the spot by laying down the butcher's knife. The fifth lesson is to give people a chance to repent and start anew.

Upon hearing this, the cult leader's eyes flickered, revealing his interest, while the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile.

If this extraordinary individual can be recruited into the Fifth Section, the Fifth Section's status will definitely rise significantly, completely suppressing the Fourth Investigation Division, and perhaps even merging the Fourth Investigation Division into the Fifth Section. The department will be upgraded, and he, who has made great contributions, will also be promoted...

But at that moment, something unexpected happened. The middle-aged man was crushed by the golden Buddha's palm, and blood splattered all over the sect leader's head and face!

The cult leader was also bewildered and shocked, seemingly not expecting such a thing to happen. But he quickly realized what was going on and glanced at the statue of the Bright King in the Buddhist hall with a look of shame, anger and resentment.

Then the cult leader turned around with a gloomy face and walked out from among the followers. The handsome senior brother Ida quickly rushed up to him with a fawning expression, praising him:

"As expected of the cult leader, his magical power is boundless. What can a mere mortal government do to him? If the cult leader were to display his power, wouldn't the Metropolitan Police Department kneel at his feet?"

"Snapped!"

The cult leader slapped him across the face, making Brother Ida stagger.

Senior Brother Ida covered his cheek in disbelief. Last night, during the initiation ceremony, the leader was very gentle and said he would pass on his magic power to him. Why did he turn his back on him today?

"How are the offerings being prepared?" the cult leader asked in a very unpleasant tone, his face grim.

"The male twins have arrived, but the female twins that Kimura is in charge of haven't arrived yet!" Senior Brother Date quickly tried to soothe Kimura.

"A bunch of useless trash! Forget it, let's not wait any longer, let's begin the sacrifice! I'm going to change into a robe."

The drizzle gradually intensified.

The monk Kimura, who had been looking around at the entrance of the Zhengxinhui headquarters, had completely given up. Yakuza was indeed a bunch of good-for-nothings; they even failed to tie up two high school girls.

He thought they were local bullies and might be of some use. If he had known this would happen, he would have been better off leading the monks to kidnap people himself.

At this moment, a figure wearing a straw hat that covered his entire face and dressed in a white monk's robe walked out of the night to the gate of the Zhengxin Society.

"Where did you come from, you wild monk! Get out of here! Our Zhengxin Association doesn't accept lodging!" a gatekeeper monk shouted.

"This humble monk is not here to stay overnight, but rather to discuss Buddhism with the leader of the Zhengxin Association, who is renowned for his profound understanding of Buddhist teachings."

"The sect leader is extremely busy; how could a wandering monk like you possibly have the honor of meeting him?"

Monk Kimura curled his lip and gestured to the monk next to him to chase the person away.

"Buddhism? This is Buddhism!"

A burly monk with a face full of scars, resembling more a monk than a monk, wielded a thick staff in both hands and struck the monk in the straw hat hard and viciously in the waist and abdomen.

"Yes, that's exactly what I was talking about!"

The staff was grabbed by the monk in the straw hat, who then slashed it away. The staff was then struck with tremendous force on the burly monk's bald head, driving his head into his abdomen!

"I also quite like this way of exploring Buddhist teachings."

(End of this chapter)