In Tokyo, I draw cards and become a big demon

Uesugi Che pondered for a moment, but still couldn't figure out the reason from the existing clues.

So he opened the lid of the tea can filled with a large amount of matcha, put his small tea scoop into it, and mercilessly threw a large spoonful of matcha into his tea bowl.

——You don’t like to explain things clearly. Look, I’m secretly drinking your matcha!

——In fact, Uesugi Tetsu just wanted to try out whether the slight increase in his willpower attribute was due to the matcha or because the person who made the tea was "Ii Naomori".

Bai Shi, who was sitting next to him, opened his mouth.

Before he finished the first bowl, he saw his boss without saying a word, mix another bowl of tea full of foam, and then pour it into his mouth like a cow.

With the idea that it would be a waste if he didn't drink it, Bai Shi gulped down the slightly hot strong tea in one gulp, and his eyes couldn't help but shine for a moment.

For a traditional wanderer like him who can't eat any flavorful food all year round and whose mouth is full of tasteless food all year round.

This delicious strong tea is a one-of-a-kind drink that immediately helped him recover a large amount of san value!

However, after drinking it, Bai Shi still looked around cautiously, and quickly leaned over to Uesugi Tetsu's ear and whispered,

"Boss, she's keeping us two here on purpose. Will she use the cup as a signal to have a large number of warriors suddenly rush out and cut off our hands and feet so we can play with them?"

Bai Shi shuddered with a chill: "I always feel that the way those warriors I met just now looked at me is not right..."

I don't feel that way at all.

After hearing this, Uesugi Tetsu glanced at Shiraishi's tattered clothes, pants, straw sandals, and his messy hair that looked no different from weeds.

He thought that was probably the problem.

Uesugi Tetsu smacked his lips, confirmed that the matcha had no magical effect, put down the tea bowl, and wiped it clean with a cloth placed beside it.

"You're too sensitive, Shiraishi."

"Boss, this isn't sensitive at all." Bai Shi grabbed his sleeve with his clean hands and swallowed hard before saying, "Because I've experienced this before."

As if afraid that Uesugi Tetsu wouldn't believe him, Shiraishi quickly and quietly told him his experience.

Bai Shi explained in great detail, as if these things had happened just yesterday.

To put it simply, it was one winter long ago, when he and a few childhood friends had just finished their apprenticeship in a remote village in Iga Junior High School (actually, there was no extra food for them to eat).

Bai Shi and his friends all wanted to make a living in the city with the skills they had learned, so they took some food and a few dozen coins and traveled together to the nearest big city.

Unfortunately, the reality is very skinny.

Although they were lucky not to encounter robbers on the way, they encountered a gang of pickpockets who stole their money without anyone noticing.

After persisting for more than half a month, the food rations of several people had been eaten up, and the method of begging for food by so-called skills also failed due to a combination of various factors.

If this continues, several people will freeze to death or starve to death on the streets.

The only solution left was to send the two good-looking girls among them to the whale house to earn some extra money to get through the winter.

At this moment, a passing lady from a government family happened to notice their presence.

Bai Shi paused here and asked, "Boss, guess what happened next?"

Uesugi Tetsu recalled what Shiraishi had said and replied, "She thought you guys were an eyesore and ordered her samurai guards to chop you all down."

"Do not."

Shiraishi shook his head.

His eyes were hazy, as if he had returned to that winter when the sun was cold and without warmth. "She smiled and brought us all back to her own house, personally provided food and shelter for us."

“He’s as kind as a god.”

"That's great, isn't it?" Uesugi Tetsu was a little confused about what Shiraishi was talking about. "You survived that winter because of that young lady, right?"

"In a sense, yes."

Bai Shi vigilantly watched every figure passing by the door, and then continued in a low voice,

"But don't you think this is too abnormal, Boss? We are just pariahs and stray dogs on the roadside. How can we deserve such treatment?"

Uesugi Tetsu silently turned his head and looked at Shiraishi who was clutching the corner of his clothes.

"Boss, you know I can't sit still, so even if I'm taken in, I always want to go out for a walk."

Bai Shi said hoarsely: "So I survived."

"As for my brothers and sisters, I saw them being tied up and dragged away by burly warriors. Then, they were used as 'new toys' by the young lady of the public family and played with at will."

Shiraishi stared intently into Uesugi Tetsu's eyes and said, "Her actions are far more cruel and evil than you can imagine, Boss."

Is there really such a thing?

I can only say...it's worthy of the Warring States period, a chaotic era where people eat each other.

Uesugi Che narrowed his eyes.

If Bai Shi had experienced this kind of thing personally, then his current worries would indeed be justified.

Shiraishi lowered his head: "I just feel that... this guy pretending to be Ii Naomori is too nice to us, so nice that it's a little abnormal."

He silently fiddled with the tea bowl with his fingers: "I don't want you, a relatively good boss, to die inexplicably, so I reminded you."

"No need to worry about such things."

Uesugi Tetsu shook his head.

He met Bai Shi's questioning gaze and assured her calmly but powerfully, "Because I'm very strong, stronger than everyone you've ever met combined."

"I can call the wind and rain, control lightning, summon shikigami, and I can also draw my sword and become the world's best swordsman."

His eyes were bright and sharp, and then he gently patted the back of Bai Shi's extremely cold hand.

"But thank you for your reminder."

Uesugi Tetsu smiled at the dazed Shiraishi and said, "Shiraishi, thank you for worrying about me."

"Oh……"

He quickly pulled back his stiff palm, turned his head and muttered to himself, "Stupid boss, what's the point of thanking me for this?"

Bai Shi was just about to pay more attention to the movements outside the house, but suddenly he found a bowl of strong tea with white foam in front of him. It was obvious that the tea maker's skills were very poor.

"Would you like some? It sounds like your throat is dry."

Shiraishi took the tea bowl with both hands without saying a word, and without caring about the heat, he drank it all up in one gulp.

After drinking, he was about to say thank you casually, but he heard Uesugi Che snap his fingers.

"Since I know the precautions and have rested enough..."

Uesugi Tetsu clapped his hands and looked expectantly at the child who was still wiping tea stains from the corner of his mouth. "Then, Shiraishi, why don't you take this opportunity to try out my new teaching method?"

During the time when Shiraishi was talking about his past, Uesugi Tetsu felt that he had accidentally discovered Shiraishi's true talent.

——Graphic memory, or the memory of visual things.

Maybe Bai Shi has a poor understanding of words.

But he could remember the city's planning and layout from who knows how long ago with incredible clarity, even down to the precise time he saw several people and what was around them.

In that case, Uesugi Tetsu thought - wouldn't it be enough for me to perform the movements for him to observe, and then let him imitate directly?

No need to understand, just copy the answers!

The only thing to worry about now is whether Bai Shi’s observation ability is strong enough.

——Uesugi Tetsu demonstrated a brief operation of the Qihe technique in front of him, and then asked, "Do you remember it?"

“This doesn’t seem difficult.”

Bai Shi thought about it for a few seconds, then began to imitate.

Then, Uesugi Tetsu was surprised to find that Shiraishi had actually replicated his breathing rhythm and method exactly one to one.

"call……"

Two or three minutes later, Bai Shi exhaled slightly.

He was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fist in surprise: "Boss, my strength seems to have really increased a bit. Your method really works!"

At this moment, a prompt with a clock background popped up in front of Uesugi Che.

[The current level of influence of the world's journey on history: 0.05%.]

—I only taught Shiraishi this basic Qigong technique, and it actually changed history?!

You know, it has been so long since Uesugi Tetsu came to the Warring States Period. He purified the well girl, spread the reputation of Onmyoji, and was brought to Imagawa-kan by "Ii Naomori".

All these things did not trigger the walking timer's prompt.

But now it's triggered.

Uesugi Che waved his fingertips to close the prompt, and his eyes looking at Shiraishi had become subtle.

Bai Shi, who was immersed in the joy of becoming stronger, suddenly shuddered all over and looked at Shang Shan Che with a chill: "Hey... Boss, why are you suddenly staring at me like that? It's a bit disgusting..."

Uesugi Tetsu smiled at him and said, "I just think you have great talent. Maybe I can teach you some real skills in the future."

Hearing this praise, Bai Shi's eyes seemed to be filled with two stars. He put his hands on his hips and his nose was about to reach the sky.

He waved his hands, but there was no trace of humility in his tone: "No, no, I'm just an ordinary person, just average. It's just that you taught me this simple thing, Boss."

——Just teaching Bai Shi this one thing could change the course of history, which means that from this moment on, he should be considered a well-known figure in the history of the Warring States Period.

What if I teach him all the Qigong techniques I have learned, or get him an illustrated ninja manual from the real world?

Then, he warned Bai Shi that after he finished his studies, he should recruit disciples, and this way the teachings would be passed down from generation to generation until now. He then told the current generation that they should come to find him.

So, what changes will I see after returning to the present world?

Although it is still just a rough idea, it seems to be feasible.

Uesugi Che couldn't help but feel a little excited.

But before that——

Uesugi Tetsu looked at the maid who appeared at the door and heard her say,

"My Lords, the coming-of-age ceremony is about to begin."

Bai Shi turned his head as if in response to the pressure, and his eyes immediately became alert and resistant, but when he saw that there was only a maid, he clicked his tongue and lowered his head.

Uesugi Tetsu stood up and glanced at Shiraishi who was still sitting: "Don't you want to come together?"

"I……"

Bai Shi opened his mouth and remembered the knife-like disgusted looks cast at him by the sporadic warriors who passed by when he just came in.

If it was a coming-of-age ceremony, the number of warriors like this around would probably be dozens or even hundreds of times higher.

Shiraishi got goosebumps just thinking about it.

But before he could say anything more, Uesugi Tetsu pulled him up from the ground. "There are so many people at this ceremony. Are you afraid that a samurai will draw his sword and chop you down right away?"

"Moreover."

Shiraishi saw Uesugi Tetsu's voice coming from the front.

"——If someone draws a sword, I can just chop him down first."

……

Uesugi Che opened the door and saw a maid bowing to him.

He asked, "Where is Lord Ii?"

The maid seemed to have not expected him to ask such a name, so she thought for a moment before answering, "Lord Ii should already be waiting outside the Imperial Palace for the ceremony to begin."

"Then please take me directly to the Imperial Palace. This is my first time here and I don't know the way."

"As ordered."

The maid kept her head bowed in utmost respect until she turned around, then she raised her head and began to lead the way.

Uesugi Tetsu waved to Shiraishi behind him, signaling him to follow him closely.

Imagawa Hall was not very big, so within two minutes, Uesugi Tetsu followed the maid who was not walking very fast to the edge of the so-called "Ohiroma".

Even through the wall, Uesugi Tetsu could clearly hear the conversations of many samurai, and even the slight collision sounds of almost the same number of sword handles.

He was a little puzzled. How could Imagawa Yoshimoto allow spectators to bring swords with them during his coming-of-age ceremony?

Isn’t he afraid that these people will rush up and chop him up?