I'm having fun in Tokyo

Chapter 76 Welcome Back, Pervert

Leaving his original spot, Morikawa Yu looked at the streets of Izumi-cho, which had been tinged with gold, as he entered the domain.

In just a few minutes of fighting, the street has been completely destroyed.

However, as the gold faded and the domain dissipated, the once dilapidated streets returned to normal.

Even his previously torn clothes were restored, as if it had just been an illusion.

However, the experience gain notification in his ear made Morikawa Yu realize that he had indeed just defeated a real enemy.

"Defeat a powerful enemy to gain 300 experience points; first win of the day doubles the experience points."

"Current experience 720/400, level up complete, 1 skill point gained"

He opened the system panel and took a look.

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Name: Morikawa Yu

Identity: Swift Wind Swordsman

Style: Wind-Riding Sword Technique [Swordsmanship: Ultimate Mastery]

Passive Skill: [Way of the Wanderer]

Active Skills: [Return to Town], [Steel Slash - lv1], [Wind Barrier - lv1], [Forward Slash - lv1], [Whirlwind Slash - lv1]

"Currently have 1 skill point (you can upgrade one skill)"

Current experience: 320/500

Skins: None available.

"Current skin quest: [Nightbringer], quest progress 1/20."

Talent: Not yet unlocked

"Divine Gear Shop: Not yet unlocked"

Summoner Spells: Not unlocked

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After defeating Red Prajna, my experience increased from 120/400 to 720/400, and I leveled up. I also have 320 experience points remaining, so I'm close to leveling up again.

Not only that, the skin-related tasks have finally started and are making progress.

However, my skills are sufficient now, so there's no need to upgrade. The important thing is to continue doing quests.

He then looked at the point where the domains had disappeared and found a mask floating there, exactly the same as the mask that Chi Hannya had worn earlier, emitting a dark mist that drifted outwards.

He was startled and instinctively gripped the knife in his hand, only to find a woman in a white shirt and black trousers silently appearing next to the mask.

Her palms, enveloped in golden light, grasped the mask, dissolving all the mist within and drawing it into the mask.

Morikawa Yu stared at her back and realized that the other person was Kondo Ryoko.

She wasn't wearing hunting robes or priest's robes today, but simply a white shirt and trousers, clean and simple, giving off a clear and austere beauty.

"Aunt Liangzi?"

"Yes, it's me." Ryoko responded, then picked up her mask and walked towards him.

Morikawa Yu was somewhat curious.

He knew that Ryoko also had the ability to teleport, but he didn't expect her to come here.

"What brings you here, Aunt Liangzi?"

“I will seal this Red Hannya Mask,” Ryoko said, looking at the mask in her hand and smiling.

"Although you killed that Red Prajna, its power still remains."

"If this power falls into the hands of someone with malicious intent, the same thing that just happened may repeat itself."

Morikawa Yu nodded, his gaze falling on Akahana's mask.

He had been wondering for a moment why an ordinary-looking woman could suddenly transform into a powerful demon like Akabane.

Now it seems that it was probably because of this strange mask.

But how did this mask end up here?

He looked at Ryoko and noticed that she also seemed preoccupied.

"Aunt Liangzi, if this mask is so dangerous, why is it here?"

He asked the question, while a bad feeling crept into his mind.

He was very worried that the mask was released by Ryoko to test his abilities.

Although defeating the Red Prajna brought him many gains, he also remembered the appearance of the woman controlled by that mask.

If that were the case, he couldn't accept it, even if the other person was her.

"Because it was deliberately released, and the thing that released it was full of malice."

Liangzi said calmly, glancing at Morikawa Yu at the same time.

"I asked you to help me deal with this Red Prajna earlier, thank you for your trouble."

“I’ve been keeping an eye on the surroundings, trying to find the person who released the mask, but I haven’t found them. They may have already left.”

Morikawa Yu nodded, though he was somewhat skeptical.

But since Ryoko said so, let's just believe her for now.

After all, this is not something Ryoko would do.

"If you hear anything from them, please let me know, Aunt Liangzi."

He said something, but he was still thinking about his skincare routine.

It would be too much trouble if he were to find the so-called people who had fallen into darkness on his own.

It's simpler to have Ryoko help find it.

The person who released this mask is definitely one of them.

If I help him take down the opponent and steal a kill, Liangzi probably won't care; she might even thank me for my help.

Upon hearing this, Liangzi smiled at him.

"Okay, I'll let you know when I get news."

She picked up her mask, turned around and walked away, disappearing from Morikawa Yu's sight.

After Morikawa Yu waited for her to leave, she walked towards the car she had come in.

The driver still looked somewhat frightened, but seeing him walk back calmly, I breathed a sigh of relief...

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Shibuya Ward, Tokyo.

Although it was already evening, the colorful neon lights still attracted crowds of people.

A very pretty young girl was walking down the street, carrying a lot of things, as if she was shopping.

But then she suddenly frowned, as if she had noticed something.

"The mask... was retrieved? So quickly?"

"It seems that the God-King is still very powerful. How did those guys who said she was about to die get that information?"

"Oh well, if it's being recycled, it's being recycled. Anyway, it was just used for testing."

"Shall we just keep playing for now, hmph?"

She carried her things and continued walking down the street, quickly blending into the crowd and disappearing from sight...

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Meanwhile, Morikawa Yu was driven home by a driver from the 19th Ward Police Station.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his sister floating towards him with a smile on her face.

"Welcome back, little brother."

"Yes, I'm back, sister."

He smiled too.

Although he did a lot of things and gained a lot today, it was still his sister's smile that made him feel more at ease.

He hugged his sister, then changed his shoes under her watchful gaze, walked through the entryway, and entered the living room.

As soon as Morikawa Yu entered the living room, she saw a pink-haired girl dressed in a gothic maid outfit standing there. It was Xin Jue, who had lost a bet and had to be her maid for a year.

However, calling her a girl wouldn't be accurate, since she doesn't have a gender; she just looks like a girl.

Xin Jue looked very unhappy, and when she saw him come in, she turned her lips away.

"Welcome back, you pervert."

Morikawa Yu's smile froze on her face.

"Huh? Pervert?"

"Oh, sorry, I think I called you the wrong name."

Xin Jue seemed to have realized what was happening and said very carefully.

"Or should I call you a perverted master?"

Morikawa Yu raised an eyebrow and tapped her head.

"Call me master, don't try to be clever."

"Oh~"

Xin Jue covered her head and reluctantly agreed.

Chapter 77 Stop cursing, stop cursing

She pouted, glanced at Morikawa Yu, and then lifted the hem of her maid outfit.

"That's strange. I thought boys your age would really like being called that."

"why?"

Morikawa Yu asked the question subconsciously, but found a strange scrutinizing look in her eyes.

"You must be an otaku, right?"

"Otaku like you always do things that are incomprehensible, right?"

"I live in reality, but I like girls drawn on paper."

"When faced with a cute member of the opposite sex, even if they call me a pervert, I won't get angry. I might even ask them to continue calling me that, and I'll emphasize that it must be done in a coquettish tone."

"Even when being looked at with disdain, as if they were trash, they can still feel pleasure and seem to enjoy it."

"Isn't it strange enough that someone would do something like this?"

Morikawa Yu was stunned, staring at Shinjuku in front of her.

She stared into his eyes, her gaze filled with doubt.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, it's not a matter of right or wrong." Morikawa Yu gently rubbed her forehead.

Otaku is a Japanese term for a man who stays at home and avoids studying. In Chinese usage, it's equivalent to calling someone a "dead fat otaku."

He glanced at the reflection in the window and confirmed that it was still his handsome face inside.

Although his looks were not as good as in his previous life, he was still an idol-level sunny and handsome young man, which could at least give him some sense of identification.

How did she realize she was a couch potato?

Do I look like an otaku?

"It doesn't seem like it, but someone who would ask me to be their maid must be that kind of person, right?"