Don't be afraid, I've truly come to bring you happiness.

"When have you ever gotten through something without relying on your own strength?"

There's nothing left to keep her locked up.

As Lin Yuanshan finished speaking, he held up his unlit phone in the pouring rain.

On the dark screen, the faint glow of the glow sticks scattered on the lawn was reflected.

The faint light perfectly outlined Pochi's face, which had unknowingly become fearless.

"You are a guitar hero right now."

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[Goto Ichiri's happiness level has increased!]

Goto Ichiri's current happiness level: 50

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Am I already that good?

Having finally realized his own growth, Goto Ichiri no longer hesitated.

And this kind of unwavering, heartfelt emotion...

We usually call it courage.

Courage is the biggest difference between humans and cockroaches.

Pochi lost the yellow talisman.

Wearing a transparent plastic raincoat, she strode across the glow sticks on the ground.

To attract everyone's attention, she took a guitar that she had just "borrowed" from a passerby from Lin Yuanshan.

A powerful guitar sound, its meaning unclear yet filled with a sense of oppression, rang out!

Windmill!

Playing guitar with your teeth!

The frenzied performance finally made the believers, who were immersed in prayer, raise their heads.

"Look, it's the Pochi Demon!"

"Bomen!"

"Bomen!"

"Bomen!"

To those believers who are still praying to the gods,

The object of worship—the demon Pochi—issued the following instructions:

"Urusai yo Temewa!!!"

"That's the taste! It's definitely Boss Pochi!"

"Goo! Great! Pochir has arrived! We're saved!"

Pochi was gradually surrounded by a zombie-like crowd.

She, however, showed none of her usual caution and timidity.

Instead, he revealed a maniacal smile.

"What are we supposed to do? The organizers are so incompetent and have left us with this mess."

A thunderous roar erupted from the crowd in response:

"Shark! Shark! Shark!"

"That's right! But before that, there are more important things to do!"

Boqi pointed at Lin Yuanshan.

"Those who can work, go with him and set up all the tents in the camp first!"

It then points to Hongxia.

"Old people, women, and children, follow her to the RV campsite for temporary shelter! There's a group of loyal demon guards watching over it!"

Then it points to coolness.

"Give all those who have food to her! Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures!"

Then it points to Kita.

"Those with a good head, go with her! Do everything you can to start a fire, we need a heat source!"

Finally, he pointed to himself.

"At the foot of Tokyo Tower, those who have seen my performance, follow me! We will give any troublemakers the [devil's execution]!"

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

Taking advantage of the fervent religious atmosphere at the scene, Pochi actually managed to command this huge crowd.

Once this force is organized, even the torrential rain from the sky seems less terrifying.

Actually, everyone brought quite a lot of luggage to the island. Even without the rain gear provided by the organizers, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

The main reason for this hellish scene is the lack of order.

But it ’s different now,

The Pochi Demon is here!

Of course, there were some reckless individuals who attempted to challenge the gradually rebuilt order.

However, this wouldn't even require the intervention of the Poch Demon's execution squad.

Lin Yuanshan alone sent those people to keep the boys from the latrine in the afternoon company.

The band members were busy until late at night.

The rain finally showed signs of stopping.

Those spectators who were on the verge of hypothermia were properly taken care of, and order is being restored at the scene.

But new problems followed.

The treatment of the wounded, the supply of follow-up materials, and the urgent shortage of dry clothing.

Just when everyone was at a loss...

"Buzzing—"

A dull rumble came from the sky, tearing through the clouds.

A helicopter's searchlight illuminated the entire camp.

A loud broadcast echoed throughout the island:

"This is the Toyokawa Group! Repeat, this is the Toyokawa Group!"

"The hosting rights for this year's music festival have now been officially taken over by the Toyokawa Foundation!"

"The first batch of rescue speedboats has arrived at the pier on the west side of Omogi Island. Medical personnel are in place. All injured persons are requested to proceed to receive treatment in an orderly manner!"

"The Toyokawa Foundation reminds you that security forces are landing on the island. Ogijima is not a lawless zone; please be mindful of your words and actions!"

For some reason, the words "lawless land" made the people around him glance at Lin Yuanshan, who was holding a stun gun.

But no one dared to look a second time.

The shark's aura is too strong; I'm afraid I'll have nightmares.

In short, the appearance of the Toyokawa Foundation finally brought the atmosphere of this music festival back to modern civilization.

Aside from... the crowd's inexplicable and increasingly fanatical worship of Pochi.

"Report to the Demon Pochi! This disrespectful scoundrel has just stolen our food! Please give the order, and we will burn him immediately as a sacrifice to you!!!"

Chapter 89 Oorururururururu! (Bonus chapter for monthly votes)

"Hello everyone, this is TV Tokyo."

"We are now at the annual Setouchi Art Festival. As you can see, although there was a slight mishap at last night's opening ceremony, the enthusiasm of the audience is still very high."

As the reporter spoke, he led the cameraman through a crowd that was surrounding something.

"Let's go interview the audience member in front of us."

"Orururururururu!!!"

"Shark! Shark! Shark!"

"Rape! Rape! Rape!"

"Burn! Burn! Burn!"

"Put me down! Yesterday's accident wasn't intentional! It really had nothing to do with me!!!"

He was the person in charge of this music festival, and he had just been "invited" here last night from a nightclub by Xing Ge and others.

He is now being publicly executed by the crowd, placed on a bonfire.

So when the reporter came in, he saw this shocking scene.

She wiped away her sweat.

"Gentlemen...is this some kind of traditional folk festival?"

"Do not."

The spectator, or rather, the believer, didn't turn his head, his eyes fixed on the fire with a frenzied gaze.

"We were simply burning the music festival organizers, sacrificing to the demon Pochi."

"Po...Pochi the Demon?"

Upon hearing this, the believer's eyes lit up, and he pulled out a photo of a pink-haired guitarist from his pocket.

"Look, this is the Pochi Demon!"

"By believing in Boqi, one can avoid three calamities and five misfortunes, obtain unexpected wealth, and be free from all delusions and illusions!"

Come on, repeat after me: Bomen~

"Uh... Bomen~"

"Very good! From now on you are our brother or sister! I will take you to the main stage to receive the personal baptism of the Demon Pochi!"

……

Half an hour later.

The reporter, who had been perfectly normal just moments before, was now mingling in the crowd in front of the main stage.

She tied her coat around her waist and wildly tossed her hair to the music.

"Orururururururu!!!"

"Bomen!"

"Bomen!"

"Bomen!"

The music festival ended amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the fans.

As a way of "thanking" the band for ending their performance, their time on the main stage was forcibly extended to three hours.

Even so, when they left the stage, the audience still sang "Encore!"

Afterwards, with enthusiastic donations from fans, the local tourism department erected five giant statues on Ogijima Island to commemorate the end of the band's career.

Later tourists who visited the area affectionately called these five statues the "Four Dark Lords".

They are—

Ryo Yamada, the gluttonous demon who controls appetite.

Kita Ikuyo, the burning demon who controls flames.

The sleeping demon who holds secrets, Ijichi Nijika.