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

It only goes to show that this guy's soul, reincarnated from an "other world", has a tenacity far beyond that of an ordinary person.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but my body is mine to use..."

Maintaining the state of "arguing with himself", Xia Fan walked into the locker room step by step, twisted but firm, with the stiff posture of a walking corpse.

At this moment, the sword light of the wild god warrior has turned into a black shadow, which is rapidly enlarged in the unwilling eyes of Jinguji Aoi...

"Besides, if... a murder happened here..."

Then, Xia Fan's face, still handsome even though he was roaring, appeared and occupied all her sight.

“…The pay I worked so hard for filming the commercial is all gone!”

Xia Fan flew through the air and held Aoi Jinguji in his arms.

The katana of the wild god warrior struck straight at his back...

"Rebellious person!"

Amid the low curses directed at someone unknown, a white and tender little hand reached out from the shadows beneath Xia Fan...

The sword that was burning with the power of the wild god fell into the delicate palm and was crushed into pieces!

[Faith value -690...Current accumulated faith value 1640]

The oracle of reduced faith value sounded in his mind, and Xia Fan finally regained complete control of his body.

"Sir Xia Fan, hurry up, this wild god is trying to run away!"

Aoi Jinguji poked her head out of Xia Fan's arms and shook his shoulders anxiously.

Xia Fan turned around and found that only the hilt of the sword was left in the hand of the wild god warrior, and the armor on his body was cracked. His aura was far from as ferocious as before, and it seemed that he had suffered a serious injury.

"No, I can't lose. I swore an oath that I must go back to see her..."

He stepped back step by step, and his body disappeared behind the wall.

"You run really fast..."

Xia Fan stared at the empty wall and sighed helplessly.

"By the way, Jinguji Miko, are you okay?"

It was not until this moment that he noticed that he was still subconsciously holding Jinguji Aoi tightly in his arms.

Chapter 48 Clues

2024-07-13

"No...it's okay...thank you Sir Xia Fan for your help."

When their eyes met, Jinguji Aoi felt that Xia Fan's eyes were filled with stars, which captured her sight and thoughts.

"you……"

"I……"

Keeping their bodies pressed together, their eyes, breathing and heartbeats gradually merged into one, creating a strange burning sensation, and they even forgot what they wanted to say for a moment.

The shrill sound of helicopter propellers came from outside the house.

"Natsu-kun, Jinguji Miko, are you okay?"

Detective Higurashi, wearing a tight uniform, dropped from the air and strode into the side hall, breaking the silence in the locker room.

……

Half an hour later.

A black armed helicopter was parked crookedly in the open space on the side of Kanda Shrine.

The area surrounding Kanda Shrine was sealed tightly with warning signs stating "Gas leak, no entry allowed". The usual crowds of pilgrims were gone, and only the busy Section 9 agents were left.

"That's about the height and build. As for the armor, the arms seem to be longer... And the katana is about here..."

Xia Fan, still dressed as a warrior, sat under the eaves of a side hall with a weak look on his face, describing something earnestly to an agent from Section 9.

According to his description, the Section 9 agent was holding a tablet computer and drawing skillfully and quickly with an electronic pen.

"Ah, yes, it looks like it's almost done..."

Soon, a Warring States warrior wearing full black armor, holding a long sword, with a black and gray aura burning all over his body, appeared on the screen.

"Mr. Xia Fan, everyone in the advertising filming crew is not in danger of life and has been sent to the hospital."

"They were just struck by the aura of the wild god and lost consciousness for a while. They should be able to recover after a few days of rest. But the actress who witnessed the vengeful spirit with her own eyes may need several months of psychological counseling."

The pale-faced Aoi Jinguji came along the corridor under the eaves and handed him a bottle of mineral water.

"I'm glad you're not in danger of death. So, how are your injuries?"

Xia Fan remembered the blood at the corner of the witch's mouth.

"Hee, Mr. Xia Fan, are you worried about me?"

"I'm fine. It's just that when we started fighting, I didn't expect the sword skills of the God of Desolation to be so strong. I was chanting the spell while fighting with the sword, and I accidentally bit my lip..."

Aoi Jinguji smiled playfully, but as she spoke, a hint of shyness appeared.

"This time, thanks to His Excellency Xia Fan's timely arrival, the situation was brought under control to a minimum level of casualties, and the pilgrims and staff at the shrine were not affected."

"The God of Wilderness was injured by you, and he may not appear again in the short term. The most important thing now is to take the opportunity to find his true body and purify it completely..."

She bowed her head sincerely and thanked Xia Fan.

"Although this wild god warrior has only recently started causing trouble, he has long been worshipped as a wild god. He must not be an unknown person."

"Judging from the style of his armor, he is probably a samurai from the Tokugawa shogunate era, but based on this alone, we can't find many other clues to his identity..."

Her eyes fell on the "supernatural portrait sketch" drawn by the agent, and Aoi Jinguji frowned and began to think.

"As for the identity clues... Oh, by the way, I had already established some spiritual connections with that wild god yesterday..."

Following Jinguji Aoi's line of thought, Xia Fan also began to think about it.

"He had a strong will to survive and experienced a very tragic war during the shogunate era. As for whether he survived the war in the end, I don't know..."

"Oh, by the way... when he approached the shrine maiden, he mentioned the name 'Kaori'. Maybe in his time, there was a shrine maiden with the same name that he was familiar with..."

"Also, during the filming yesterday, Tanaka Shihan said that the sword technique I performed with my back-leaning sword close to the ground was very rare, so it might also be a clue."

Recalling the details of communicating with the wild god warrior, he sorted out the possible clues one by one.

The Section 9 agent next to him had already pressed the record button, not daring to miss a single word.

"I see. I am still too superficial..."

"Mr. Xia Fan was communicating with spirits during filming. It was not to get into the role, but to use the spirit communication technique to investigate the vengeful spirits of warriors causing trouble nearby while maintaining his identity!"

"In just one day, I, with my official identity, have found nothing, but Mr. Xia Fan, who was investigating secretly, has found so many clues. I am really ashamed of myself."

"The spirits of the world are not trees without roots or water without sources. With the clues you provided, leave the rest of the investigation to us."

After hearing the new clues Xia Fan listed, Jinguji Aoi felt his thoughts suddenly become clear and his brows gradually relaxed.

The appearance of this wild god warrior here must have a deep connection with Kanda Shrine.

The Tokugawa Shogunate era was only a few hundred years ago, and the armor of different periods and different armies has subtle differences. In addition, if the historical trajectory of sword skills schools, acquaintances, etc. can be investigated, the identity of the target will most likely come to light.

"However, once we have confirmed the true form of this wild god, we will have to ask Mr. Xia Fan for help in exorcising the spirit."

After thinking through the plan, Aoi Jinguji requested again.

The power of the wild god is a blend of faith, and it has a certain "rank" suppression on ordinary psychics.

Before Jinguji Aoi, with the "Butsu Gokon" and the pure magic of Ise Jingu, she had killed the wild gods before, but they were all transformed from animals and plants, with low intelligence, and only knew how to drive the power of the wild gods savagely.

But today's wild god warrior is not only powerful, but also has a fighting consciousness that transcends life and death, and has well-honed sword skills. He is really too difficult to deal with.

On the other hand, Xia Fan, even though he was being "held back" by himself, was still able to force back such a powerful wild god with one blow. Jinguji Aoi felt that this man's strength was becoming increasingly difficult for her to understand.

"No problem. I am also curious about the identity and experience of that warrior."

Xia Fan thought about it and agreed.

“Section Chief Yamazaki? Oops, oops…”

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

The caller's name was "Yamazaki Hiroshi".

"I completely forgot about assisting with the recording..."

Xia Fan's expression froze for a moment, then he answered the phone with a wry smile.

"Mr. Xia, haven't you arrived at the Cursed Blade Production Committee yet? Master Keizo Horie is here, and they are all waiting for you..."

"Sorry, Section Chief, I had a small accident here and didn't pay attention to the time. I'll be there soon!"

While answering the phone, he stood up and walked out of Kanda Shrine.

"Follow him. No matter where Lord Xia Fan goes, make sure he gets there safely."

"receive."

Aoi Jinguji gave a wink, and the agent beside him immediately followed.

……

Chapter 49 Father and Daughter (please read on Tuesday)

2024-07-13

Cursed Blade Production Committee.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the members of the music team who participated in the recording of the song "Gurenhua", as well as the voice actors Sakura Inori and Horie Tsubasa who were responsible for the singing, all gathered in the conference room and waited.

"Director Haruo, the producer who came down to earth has finished his previous work and is on his way by car. He is expected to arrive within half an hour."

The head of the music team trotted in, phone in hand.

"Damn Nakano, how dare you drag the show... Sorry, Mr. Horie, I've wasted your time."

Hearing the news, Tsuchiya Haruo sighed and nodded in apology to a man in his sixties next to him.

Director Nakano, who was in a coma in the hospital, had no idea that he had been silently recorded by a supervisor.

"It's okay. You and I are both dedicated to the pursuit of 'art'. You don't have to be so particular about the details. I came here to record this time just for fun. There's nothing wrong with waiting a little longer."

Sitting opposite Tsuchiya Haruo, a middle-aged man with silver hair and dressed in traditional kimono took a sip of tea with a dignified manner.

He is the special music supervisor of "Gurenge", a national treasure-level musician, and a sharp-tongued music critic, Keizo Horie.

"Besides, I have some personal matters to attend to during this time..."

"Voice actor Ms. Kurokawa Tsubasa, can you please go outside and talk to me alone for a moment?"

Putting down the teacup, he stood up, walked up to someone and asked softly.

The person he was asking was Horie Tsubasa, who was wearing a mask and sitting in the corner without saying a word.

"Ah."

Horie Tsubasa stood up silently, and walked out of the meeting room one after another with Horie Keizo.

"Hey, Miss Kurokawa Tsubasa, you know Master Horie?"

"I've never heard of Master Horie being involved in the field of animation music. Maybe they have had some other work together?"

After watching the two leave, the remaining people in the meeting room began to discuss quietly.

"Sorry, in order to ensure the quality of the theme song recording, I can't keep it a secret for you..."

Only Tsuchiya Haruo was left, covering his forehead with his hands, looking helpless.

……

ten minutes later.

"Is this the place? Luckily Section 9 sent a car to take me there, so I wasn't too late..."

The elevator door opened and Xia Fan, dressed in a samurai outfit and with a fringe on his head, walked out.

Thanks to the police cars from Section 9 that cleared the way for him, he arrived at the office of the "Cursed Blade Production Committee" only ten minutes later than the agreed time.