I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

Anyway, we won't make it in time.

Uesugi Tetsuya also realized the problem of spatial distance.

However, besides normal means of transportation, there is a very special way to get there.

Four words from a somewhat distant history surfaced in his mind.

— Kisaragi Station.

If it's Kisaragi Station, it might not even take ten minutes to get there.

Hamamatsu City is the birthplace of the Kisaragi Station ghost stories, and Nanjo Manami had previously mentioned that Kisaragi Station had recently become a hotbed of trouble again.

Uesugi Tetsu fell into a brief silence.

There is only one problem now.

That is, the one who currently manages Kisaragi Station—

Is it "she"?

Uesugi Tetsuya was unsure.

But for now, we have no choice but to give it a try.

Uesugi Tetsu immediately spoke, interrupting Tamamo's chaotic and almost explosive thoughts: "Tamamo, where is the nearest station?"

The nearly desperate girl didn't understand the sentence at first: "Uh, what station?"

"Any station, bus, tram, Shinkansen, anything is fine."

Uesugi Tetsuya unleashed his inner energy, his voice booming in Tamamo's ears.

“State the nearest coordinates.”

Upon hearing this, Tamamo instinctively gave a location.

The next instant, Uesugi Tetsu, who had already disguised himself as a four-tailed fox, grabbed her by the back of the neck and then wrapped her in layers of qi.

Opening the window, the entire guesthouse trembled as I was launched like an arrow.

Layers of white circles rose behind Uesugi Tetsuya, and the sound waves spread, causing countless people in the suburbs of Hamamatsu City to look up in awe.

The forum erupted in chaos once again.

But Uesugi Tetsu had no interest in paying attention to these things anymore.

Fifteen seconds later, he arrived at the nearest bus stop, which looked old and desolate.

Then, the dazed Tamamo saw Uesugi Tetsu's lips move slightly, as if he were saying a name.

After the second hand ticked once, the old platform suddenly began to shake, and the clanging sound of wheels rubbing against the rails came from afar.

Tamamo blinked and suddenly realized that the old bus stop, as well as the pedestrians and streets in the distance, had all disappeared.

They've all disappeared!

Instead, there was a strange concrete floor and two brand-new but ancient railway tracks.

Uesugi Tetsuya gazed silently at this incredibly familiar surroundings.

He simply called out the name at the bus stop, and Kisaragi Station and the train came to him.

This means that what happened twenty years ago was...

Bang, bang, bang.

The old train, its surface clearly cleaned with care, slowly slowed down and came to a stop in front of Uesugi Tetsuya and Tamamo.

The arrival of the train interrupted Uesugi Tetsu's thoughts.

He looked up and saw rows of labels of different colors through the semi-transparent frosted glass inside the train.

At this moment, the "passengers" riding in the train were undoubtedly demons and monsters from all over the world, with varying strengths.

"I'm wearing a mask a friend gave me, don't be afraid."

After speaking to Tamamo, Uesugi Tetsu put the Hannya mask on his face, exuding a solemn and cold aura of a demon.

"Get in the car."

Releasing her from the back of her neck, Uesugi Tetsuya grasped Tamamo's wrist and led her through the wide-open train doors into the train.

"what?"

Even now, Tamamo still doesn't understand what happened.

She turned her head slightly in a daze, then suddenly snapped back to attention and stood up straight.

—Because all the “passengers” around her were the great demons who, in her memory, could cause the deaths of dozens or even hundreds of people simply by appearing!

Strangely, these powerful demons are now sitting in rows, crowding each other, just like ordinary people, in their respective seats.

Of course, quite a few demons were looking at him... or more precisely, at Uesugi-sama.

Tamamo couldn't hear the whispers clearly, but the voice of the great demon who spoke directly made her ears hurt.

"Hey, the train was temporarily rerouted because of you two, and two more stops were added in the real world."

The muscular, tall, and robust dog-headed demon, sitting like a human in the middle of a row of chairs, grinned his pale fangs and asked impatiently, "Don't you have anything to say?"

The train doors slowly closed.

Uesugi Tetsu indifferently turned his gaze toward it.

——[Big Dog God (four stars)].

He was a demon god-level dog god, and he felt that he was among the top demon god-level beings around him.

If they were outside, Uesugi Tetsu would have no chance against the other party and would have to turn and run.

But where is this?

It was on a train belonging to Kisaragi Station.

And to whom does Kisaragi Station belong?

The Great Dog God narrowed his eyes, just about to get up and show this young man the difference in skill, when he suddenly realized that the young man was getting further and further away from him.

No, it's not that the kid has gone further away!

The Great Dog God's face twitched, and he let out a questioning roar.

Instead, I was inexplicably and suddenly thrown off the train!

The train gradually started moving.

The Great Dog God's figure and furious roar vanished in the blink of an eye, disappearing into some unknown corner of the mortal world.

Uesugi Tetsuya, who remained silent, stood unharmed in the same spot.

He didn't even bother to reply.

Now, all the monsters and demons in the entire carriage looked at him differently.

Whether it's ordinary demons with only two or three stars of strength, or powerful ghosts and gods scattered in various places.

This is the first time in the history of the train that passengers have been deliberately thrown out of the train!

Unprecedented!

And... just because this White Prajna is not even close to the level of ghosts and gods?

What is his background and origin?

The demons remained silent and all averted their gazes.

After all, it’s better to do less than to do more.

No demon wanted to be thrown off the train again—delaying their current tasks was a minor issue, but being blacklisted by the train meant they would have to try their luck on another old, ordinary train.

The train's schedule and stops are unpredictable, making it far less convenient and faster than the Kisaragi Train.

As for Tamamo, who had no choice but to cower behind him, she was so shocked that she couldn't even speak—how could she have just seen the Great Dog God being thrown away like trash?!

Uesugi Tetsu breathed a sigh of relief.

It's been a long time since I've felt like I could lean on someone's coattails; it feels great.

He first looked up at the station schedule, and after confirming that the next stop was [Shizuoka City], he wanted to find a seat.

Before Uesugi Tetsuya could even take a step, a large red and black executive chair appeared beside him.

A chair that looks both elegant and soft stands in stark contrast to the rows of cold, hard passenger chairs around it.

Uesugi Tetsu's eyes twitched slightly beneath his mask.

This is far too high-profile.

Since it was the other party's kind intention, Uesugi Tetsuya felt bad leaving it empty.

With a helpless sigh, Uesugi Tetsu successfully sat down amidst the subtle gazes of the few remaining powerful demons who still dared to observe him.

Uesugi Tetsu turned his head and noticed that Tamamo was standing alone beside him, looking rather out of place.

Before he could speak, an ordinary, but still separate, passenger seat appeared beneath Tamamo.

Without much thought, Tamamo sat down and then stared somewhat uneasily at the [Shizuoka City] on the station list.

She asked softly, her voice trembling slightly, "Brother Uesugi... how long will it take us to get to Shizuoka City?"

how long?

He really didn't know how fast the trains ran at Kisaragi Station.

But regardless, the situation on the other side is now a race against time, so it's always better to be quick.

Uesugi Tetsu thought for a moment and said, "Five minutes, I should be there in five minutes."

And so, the moment he finished speaking, the entire train began to shake violently.

Directly opposite him, a demon-level being who had ridden the train hundreds of times but was experiencing such a change in the train for the first time stared wide-eyed.

Again? !

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An unusually strong push and a feeling of weightlessness were suddenly applied to the bull demon, causing it to fall to one side unexpectedly.

Fortunately, it was sitting on the edge of a seat and was quick-witted enough to grab the railing next to it, preventing itself from being thrown off the seat by the force.

However, many weaker demons were not so lucky.

The little demons were already huddled together, their backs hunched, and there was hardly any room for their hands.

Therefore, in the second instant the train began to accelerate, a large group of little demons tumbled and flew to the other end of the carriage, piling up into a small mountain.

What a magnificent scene!

"Damn it, what's going on..."

The bull demon cursed fiercely, but only in his heart, and did not dare to say it out loud.

It's not that stupid.

The bull demon stared silently at the opposite side—the black and red noble seat that remained unmoved even under extremely violent acceleration, and the little prajna on it.

A semi-transparent shield rose from under the seats, enveloping Uesugi Tetsuya and Tamamo, negating all the effects caused by the train's acceleration.

"—Could this brat be the son of Station Master Kisaragi!?"

The demon clicked his tongue inwardly.

Of course, it kept its mouth tightly shut.

If I were to say it out loud... hmph, the guy Inugami, whose muscles practically grew into his brain, is a prime example of what happened to him.

The train's acceleration was obvious.

Before the train accelerated, Uesugi Tetsu could barely make out the scenery passing by the train window.

But after he said "five minutes," everything outside the window turned into colorless, pure white lines—even the information of color was swept away by the illogical speed.

Tamamo, who subconsciously gripped the armrest of the seat but felt no push in her back, was stunned for a moment before reacting. That's why she asked hesitantly.

"Brother Uesugi, is this train capable of transporting demons part of your family's property?"