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

"The two consultants' opinions are..."

Having said that, Higurashi looked at Xia Fan and Jinguji Aoi for help.

Because of the belief that all things have spirits, District 11 protects individual freedom of religious belief and implements a religious corporation system.

Any group that owns religious facilities, has religious functions, conducts religious activities, spreads religious doctrines, and educates and trains religious believers can legally register as a religious group.

As of now, due to the diversity of beliefs and tax exemption for religious corporations, there are said to be more than 180,000 registered religions in District 11.

At the same time, because one person can believe in multiple religions at the same time, 1.2 million believers were counted out of a population of 2 million.

Therefore, there are countless cults like "House of the Soul" and it is difficult to guard against them.

Even if they are destroyed after being identified, as long as there are still stubborn believers, these cults will soon make a comeback.

"Regarding the god named 'Amabie', there is no official record. The Psychic Association will conduct further investigation."

"I have already checked the statue. It is just an ordinary wooden sculpture, not a divine body. The only 'supernatural element' in the entire 'House of the Soul' is the scales that Xia Jun found."

"Although the 'master' was too tight-lipped and did not explain its origin. But I judge that this 'House of the Soul' is just one of the bases of this huge sect..."

"If we want to make those people wake up and return to normal life, we must find the divine body of 'Amabie' and uproot their faith."

Aoi Jinguji frowned and analyzed the situation carefully.

Chapter 196: Unfaithful Son

2024-07-13

"That's all my opinions for now, Xia Jun, what do you think?"

After finishing speaking, Aoi Jinguji looked at Xia Fan inquiringly.

If he had not been conducting secret investigations in the hospital and had not entered the tiger's den alone, perhaps Lesson 9 would never have known that there was such a terrifying supernatural cult operating under its nose.

After all, ordinary cults simply preach by "faking supernatural phenomena" as miracles, and most victims can be persuaded after the truth is revealed.

But this sect that believes in "Amabie" seems to have supernatural powers that can cure diseases and cause illnesses. Coupled with the modern cult's ruling model of money-making, hierarchy, physical pleasure and brainwashing, the believers are deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Therefore, only by thoroughly destroying the source of their "supernatural power" can we free these people from the "slavery of faith" once and for all.

"Those people I communicated with in that 'haunted house' must have also been harmed by this evil cult. By this calculation, this sect has existed for at least ten years. It is impossible for it to be so small. There must be similar organizations somewhere else..."

"Please ask the police to investigate this and save more victims! If anyone can help, please let me know..."

"Also, those scale-like things, although I don't know their specific uses, are the key to stimulating and curing diseases. You must be extremely careful."

Xia Fan nodded in agreement, his hands under the table turning pale from clenching his fists too tightly.

After everything that happened in that house, he naturally knew how terrible the temptation of this cult was to those who were seriously ill.

What is even more chilling is that the cult’s method of punishing defectors is to make them seriously ill and conceal their “unnatural deaths” as “normal deaths.”

"Rest assured, two advisors. The cult codenamed 'Amabie' has been officially filed as a case starting today."

“All the properties of these believers were sold when they joined and donated to the trust account opened by the “House of the Soul” in the Cayman Islands. Our people overseas are contacting channels to investigate and may be able to gain some results soon.”

"Some believers are said to have met other companions who believe in 'Amabie' in other neighborhoods. Based on this clue, we will also investigate these secret preachers in hospitals and neighborhoods throughout District 11..."

Higurashi and several agents assured him with a serious look on their faces.

……

The moon was high in the sky, and the industrial area near Arakawa Port was dark and quiet.

"This is not the way to the 'Healing House'. Why did you bring me here..."

Makoto Shibata and a woman in white were walking side by side in a dark alley.

"Why, having witnessed the miracle of the Scale of Amabie with my own hands, do you still doubt me?"

The woman asked back coldly without stopping.

"No, of course not... I'm just a little curious."

Shibata Makoto explained in a flattering manner.

The day before, he introduced his wealthy and powerful "mom fans" to the "Healing House", and the other party gave him the scale that was said to be from God.

Having successfully used the scale to cure Matsumoto's illness, and having once again witnessed the "miracle" of the woman's kiss curing the disease, he naturally no longer doubted the power of "Amabie" and the "Healing House".

"Yesterday, you guided those 'family members' back to 'home' and met the conditions for promotion to 'devotee'..."

"So, I will bring you to the main altar now to see the supreme Lord Jizi and pray for your qualification for promotion."

"Look back, you must thank them sincerely and wholeheartedly..."

The woman looked back at Shibata Makoto and licked her upper lip with her pink tongue.

"I got a chance to debut at the Idol Festival this time, so of course I have to thank you very much..."

"By the way, Master Jizi, who are you? As the 'Master' of the Healing House, aren't you the top person in charge?"

Shibata Makoto smiled wickedly, put his arm around the other's waist, and asked softly.

"The 'Healing House' is just one of the countless homes blessed by Lady Amabie..."

"And Lord Jizi is Lord Amabie, the Son of God walking on earth, the agent of God!"

The woman shook her head humbly, and her eyes suddenly became extremely fanatical.

"We are here... Lord Jizi likes to live near the sea..."

In the direction the two were heading, there was a gray-white three-story building, sitting inconspicuously next to the dock adjacent to Tokyo Bay.

Arriving in front of the small building, the woman knocked on the door several times in a strange rhythm.

After waiting quietly for ten minutes, a handsome man in a white robe opened the door.

"Master Jizi, I'm in a bad mood today, so please be careful with your words."

He seemed to be familiar with the women. After letting them in, he whispered some advice to them.

Walking up the small building filled with the salty and humid smell of sea water, Shibata and the woman arrived at a room on the third floor.

"Come in."

As if aware of the two people's arrival, a soft and seductive female voice came from behind the door.

Inside the room, a tall woman in a white robe sat with her back to the two of them.

"On behalf of the forty-one members of the Healing Home, I extend my sincere greetings to the great Master Jizi..."

After entering the house, the woman knelt down humbly and crawled all the way to the "taboo son".

"Forty-one now? You have been developing very quickly recently. Lord Amabie is very satisfied."

"Is this the 'devotee' you want to bring with you?"

The boy turned around, crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at Shibata Makoto quietly.

Under the smooth long hair is a pale face and delicate features...

The charming eyes with teardrop moles at the corners seem to be able to captivate people's souls.

"Yes, Shibata is as beautiful as a work of art, and he is very pious to the gods. He also brought a few high-quality 'family members' yesterday."

Holding up Jizi's flawless bare feet, the woman bent down to kiss them and introduced them softly.

"Greetings, Master Jizi..."

The strange atmosphere in the room and the invisible pressure in the other party's eyes made Shibata Makoto dare not move, and he could only bow humbly.

"Indeed, she is very beautiful."

Jizi smiled ambiguously, and extended his slender legs to Shibata Makoto, with his white toes curled up charmingly: "I allow you to be promoted to 'Dedicated Person', come here..."

"But……"

Shibata Makoto wanted to say something, but he noticed that the woman was winking at him, so he quickly lowered his body and crawled over...

"This...this is..."

Following the woman's example, he gently held up the bare feet of "Jiko" hanging in the air, and looked up along the slender white curve. Shibata Makoto's pupils shrank like needles...

What surprised him was not the flawless curves under the robe...

Instead, the surface of this young man's fair skin was covered with clusters of fine scales in many places.

Chapter 197 Blasphemer

2024-07-13

"This is the Scale of Amabie, a characteristic that only Jizi can possess, part of the 'deification'!"

"What are you still standing there for? If you become a 'devotee', you can come to worship the child once a week and be granted the Scale of Amabie..."

The woman whispered, and sucked the lotus foot in her hand more skillfully and vigorously...

"Humph……"

Jizi closed his eyes and smiled, a happy blush appearing on his face.

The scales on her thighs stood up one by one, like sunflowers full of seeds, and fell to the ground.

"Thank you, Lord Amabie, for the gift of a son!"

The woman reached out her hand excitedly and took the scale in her hand skillfully.

"So, this is how this magical thing came about..."

Shibata Makoto muttered something in a voice that only he could hear, lowered his head, and displayed the ventriloquism skills that he had honed over many years of actual combat.

"You are very good..."

"If you are willing to stay here and serve as my personal disciple... In addition to the feet, perhaps I can give you more..."

Jizi's face was as red as makeup, and she looked at Shibata Makoto with seductive eyes.

"I'm honored, Master Jizi... but I have to participate in a show recently..."

"My goal...Lululu...is to become a rising star in the entertainment industry...Lulu...and bring more family members home..."

Shibata Makoto, who only wanted to attend the "Idol Birth Festival", naturally would not want to stay in such a damp beach house...

As long as he can control this magical scale, he will be more confident of debuting through a talent show.

As for women, when he debuts as the center of a group, all women will throw themselves at him...

"Yes, you are very good... Hehe... I am looking forward to that day..."

"Then I will grant you a little more of God's power..."

Pressing the back of Shibata Makoto's head hard, Jizi laughed softly.

Dozens of scales rustled and fell from beneath her robe...

"Thank the almighty God, thank you for the gift of a son!"

Shibata Makoto reached out his hands greedily and held the scales as if they were treasures.

"I will teach you how to use the Amabie Scale..."

"Then, this week's worship is over, and we won't bother you with your meditation any more."

After the ceremony, the woman slowly knelt down and kowtowed to Ji Zi several times.

"Go ahead..."

"By the way, this morning, the 'House of the Soul' was invaded by the pseudo-government's law enforcers, who imprisoned thirty-five of our family members..."

"You guys should also keep a low profile recently."

Ji Zi, with the blush still on his face, sighed softly.

"What? The always cautious 'House of the Soul' actually..."

"Don't worry, no matter where you are, your heart is always at home."

Hearing the news, the woman was surprised for a moment, then she began to comfort him softly.

The "House of the Soul" and the "House of Healing" she is in charge of are both subordinate organizations of the Amabie faith.

A "home" like this can only be established on one's own after being promoted to a "master" several levels higher than the sacrificer, which is quite difficult.