Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

"Sorry, Hanami, I'm busy right now, let's get in touch later."

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore... Xia... Xia Fan..."

This creepy scene made Xia Fan hurriedly hang up the phone and move in front of the mirror.

"What's going on? Who is this girl?"

"I am the God of Heaven."

In the mirror, the girl in kimono raised her chin slightly, with a cold and arrogant expression that was completely contrary to her age.

"You, are you Amanomiya? Where did my reflection in the mirror go? How am I going to shave in the morning from now on?"

Xia Fan curiously looked through the mirror at the "Tian Yu God" who suddenly appeared.

"As my divine body, it's no wonder that I can use your 'shadow'. And, it's not just your 'shadow'..."

As she spoke, Xia Fan suddenly lost control of his body.

"Even your body is the same."

The expression on his face became as cold and arrogant as the girl in the mirror, and he paced around the room with his hands behind his back.

"You...my body...what did you do to me?"

Unable to even control his lips, Xia Fan could only let out a weak cry in his heart.

"My faith has grown, my divine power has revived, and you, who possess a 'psychic body', will also be fortunate enough to be driven by the gods, which is called 'God's Descent'."

"This time, the 'divine descent' should last for an hour, which is enough..."

"Tolerating you to be like those 'false gods' and using boring and weak means to gain faith is only a temporary solution."

"Now that I have descended from the sky, I must personally take action and rebuild the world's faith with war and blood!"

"Tian Yu Shen" controlled Xia Fan's body to move a little, then pushed open the door with satisfaction.

"I see. They forced this 'psychic body' on me with no good intentions at all..."

"My faith has increased, and it has allowed this evil god to regain his strength and take over my body... I'm doomed. Who can stop this evil god?"

Xia Fan, who had completely become a spectator, could only anxiously watch "himself" walking out of the house through the "first-person perspective".

……

The Tokyo University of the Arts Apartment Building is located in the bustling Ueno business district.

Because there are many students and office workers living nearby, the roadside is always filled with small stalls late at night, selling a variety of foods such as oden, dumplings, fried noodles, etc., for students with irregular schedules and office workers who return home late.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey… It’s been a long time since I’ve felt the physical body…”

At this moment, Xia Fan, wearing pajamas, was standing in the middle of the "night market" composed of stalls, covering his face with his hands and grinning in an extremely "middle school" manner.

"I smell it. This seems to be a good era. Food is plentiful. Women, men, and children are as numerous as maggots..."

"Xia Fan" opened his arms, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath...

"It's decided. First we will find the ruler of this area, get rid of him, and replace him. I want the people of this country to be terrified and submit to me, and to kneel before me day and night!"

“Ahahahahaha… cough cough cough…”

A strong and spicy aroma came from beside him, interrupting the laughter of a certain god.

"Who dares to disturb this god..."

"Xia Fan" narrowed his eyes and turned around with murderous look.

Inside the stall, the boss, with a white rope tied around his head, was adding onions, ginger, garlic, chilies and other condiments to fresh shrimps and chewy noodles and frying them hot on the iron plate.

"that……"

The boss raised his head, met Xia Fan's gaze, glanced at his pajamas, and smiled amiably: "Seafood soy sauce fried noodles, 200 yen a portion, would you like one, little brother?"

"Seafood...soy sauce...fried noodles? It sounds like some kind of food I've never eaten before..."

"Xia Fan" came to the stall, his nose twitched slightly, and his expression was somewhat aroused.

"For just 100 yen more, you can get a deluxe version with extra barbecued pork, eggs and bean sprouts, or a hidden way to eat it with bread to make a 'fried noodle hot dog'!"

The boss quickly stir-fried the food on the iron plate, creating a fragrant aroma, and he did not forget to continue selling it.

"Speaking of which, this God has not properly accepted food sacrifices for thousands of years. Since you are so pious in your sacrifice, then this God will reluctantly..."

Tian Yushen, who had only eaten an apple and a bowl of Maoxuewang since his resurrection, hesitated for a moment and finally sat down in front of the stall.

"Okay, a hidden deluxe fried rice set for 300 yen. Please scan the payment code on your phone..."

"Is this a new sacrificial procedure? This god will not listen to you. What cell phone is this? Take it and fix it yourself."

"Do you trust me so much? Then please press your finger here to unlock it..."

……

"Attention all agents of Section 9, mission information reporting begins now."

Just as "Tian Yu Shen" descended into Xia Fan's body and took the first step to conquer the world, three black business cars were speeding towards Ueno.

"Based on dozens of hours of overtime work by the information team, we finally confirmed the identity of the victim targeted by the 'toilet paper lady'."

"Xia Fan, male, of Dragon origin, 19 years old, a first-year student in the Department of Music at Tokyo University of the Arts, and the only survivor of the 'Ikebukuro Blood Festival'..."

In the encrypted communication channel, Officer Higurashi was calmly explaining the mission.

"Being involved in two supernatural cases within one month is really unlucky."

“I heard that after encountering something like this, your temper will be very weak, and it is easy to get involved with other dirty things…”

Hearing this, the agents began to murmur quietly in the channel.

"The target's cell phone is currently located in the student dormitory of Tokyo University of the Arts. Our current mission is to monitor the victim and assist the Jinguji shrine maiden in purifying the evil spirit 'Toilet Paper Lady' that may appear at any time."

"Group One is responsible for monitoring the victim, Group Two is responsible for transportation and clearing the perimeter, and Group Three assists the Shrine Maiden of Jinguji Temple and provides all necessary assistance such as obstacle removal and medical treatment. No one is allowed to attempt to contact the evil spirits, and direct handling will be handed over to the Shrine Maiden of Jinguji Temple."

"I'll emphasize this one last time. Ordinary people cannot passively observe evil spirits. If you see the 'Toilet Paper Woman', it only means that you have been targeted by her. Once targeted, do not answer any questions from the Toilet Paper Woman, give up any attempts at physical attack, and do everything you can to escape and buy time for the Jinguji Miko."

"The mission report has been completed. Please reply to each team after receiving it."

Ignoring his subordinates' complaints, Officer Higurashi efficiently completed the mission briefing.

"One group received."

"Group 2 received it."

"Group three received."

Just when the agents had checked their equipment and everything was ready, a black van stopped on the side of the road at Ueno Park Night Market.

"According to the information, the victim Xia Fan lived in Room 7 on the third floor of the student apartment..."

"Wait, no need to go upstairs. We have already spotted the victim, at stall number three, 'Spicy Fried Noodles'."

As soon as the plainclothes detective Higurashi stepped out of the car, he saw Xia Fan at first sight...

He was sitting next to the stall, eating heartily.

Chapter 19 Do you want toilet paper?

2024-07-13

"Jinguji Miko, what should we do now? Should we just pack up and take the victims away?"

Officer Higurashi looked at the other commercial vehicle.

There, Jinguji just stepped out of the car.

At this moment, she not only put on the standard red and white witch costume again, but also had a thick stack of talisman paper hanging around her waist and an old black umbrella on her back.

"There are so many people here, the evil spirits probably won't attack. Let's just observe for now. If the toilet paper girl doesn't show up tonight, it won't be too late to bring her back to the shrine for protection."

He squinted his eyes and glanced around the bustling night market to confirm that there was nothing unusual, then Jinguji followed the crowd into the night market.

The shrine maiden costume is the traditional costume of District 11. Coupled with the rise of otaku culture and COSPLAY in recent years, and the Tokyo University of the Arts nearby, others just treat her as a student who just came back from a COS event.

"All units, take your positions, the miko has taken action..."

The agents around were on high alert, staring intently at Jinguji, and walked straight towards Xia Fan step by step.

"The witch has stopped. Pay close attention and provide support at any time!"

Then, she stopped three meters away from Xia Fan and turned slightly sideways...

"Boss, a family bucket of fried chicken, with sweet and spicy sauce, garlic soy sauce, and honey mustard sauce."

"Okay, five hundred yen, please wait a moment!"

The owner of the stall in front of him skillfully picked up the fried chicken, coated it with flour, and put it into the oil pan with a "crackling" sound.

"Ahem, disguised as a diner to observe closely, the Jinguji priestess is indeed far-sighted..."

"All units, it's too conspicuous to be stationed here. Group one will return to the car, and groups two and three will pretend to be diners and lurk nearby, closely monitoring Xia Fan's actions."

Looking at the shrine maiden standing by the stall, staring at the fried chicken with anticipation, Higurashi was stunned for a moment and made some arrangements.

"receive."

The plainclothes agents dispersed quietly, loosened their collars, pulled down their ties, and blended into the night market like office workers.

"Report, Xia Fan ate three bowls of fried noodles and got up and left."

"All units, take your positions..."

"Report, Xia Fan stopped at the Takoyaki shop next to the ramen... He handed the phone to the boss and sat down..."

"All units, maintain your positions..."

"Report, Xia Fan ate five servings of octopus balls and is leaving the stall."

"All units, take your positions..."

"Report, Xia Fan sat down at the BBQ stall and handed the phone to the boss..."

"All units, maintain your positions..."

"Report, Xia Fan ate six strings of lanterns and stood up."

"Stop, stop, stop. Wait until he leaves the night market before you report him!"

Under the surveillance of a group of agents, Xia Fan was like a glutton that had been hungry for 2,500 years and just ate at one stall after another in the night market.

"Report, Xia Fan is still three stalls away from the night market entrance, and he looks like he can't eat anymore!"

"Finally, are today's college students so good at eating... Attention, all units, stop eating, and take your positions!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xia Fan covered his bloated belly, muttering incomprehensible words like "I can eat any number of sacrifices" and "I just have a more ambitious strategy", and walked out of the night market with an unwilling look on his face.

He seemed to have no intention of returning to the apartment, and instead stepped onto the dark and deserted street.

"It's so late, where is this kid going to fool around?"

"No matter what, let's follow them first..."

A group of agents used the cover of darkness and hung far behind Xia Fan.

"Everyone, be careful."

Not long after they walked, the Jinguji priestess suddenly stopped.

"The toilet paper girl appeared, just fifty meters behind Xia Fan."

Because, on the slope that Xia Fan had just passed, a figure with long hair covering her face and a flowing white dress appeared out of nowhere.

"Want…toilet paper…?"

Holding a roll of toilet paper in her hand, she turned towards the direction of Jinguji and asked in a hoarse voice.

"You can't see her, so don't act rashly..."

Jinguji took out a handful of talismans from his waist and sprinkled them out without hesitation.

"Sleepy!"

The talisman paper fell beside the "toilet paper girl" like a dancing butterfly, ignited without wind, and formed a circle of fiery red patterns, imprisoning the "toilet paper girl" inside.

At the same time, Jinguji rushed to the toilet paper girl almost close to the ground.

"cut!"