Tokyo Sound

The standard 15-degree salute, ringing the bell, offering, two salutes, two claps, one salute, then a slight bow and retreat. The coin is also a small 5 yen coin, seeking the meaning of establishing a relationship.

"A single 5 yen coin means connection, a single 10 yen coin means distance, so if I throw 100 yen, does it mean ten levels of distance?" Yin Ze asked idly.

"That's about right." Shimazaki Nobunaga nodded, "You've driven the gods 10 kilometers away."

"What if I donate one million yen?" Yin Ze asked again.

"Then the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change. God or his agent will mercifully appear before you and listen to your suffering." Shimazaki Nobunaga smiled heartlessly, "It's a miracle, isn't it amazing?"

"The priest over there seems to have heard it..." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu reminded in a low voice.

Indeed, the priests and part-time shrine maidens were giving him strange looks.

Upon hearing this, the Sixth Heaven Demon King and the Sangha Po Xun, who were known for destroying Buddhism, quickly lowered their heads and pretended to be unrelated passers-by, covering their faces and walking away.

"What wish did you make?" Yin Ze changed the subject and looked at the girl.

"It won't work if you say it out loud." Sakura Ayane looked very serious and refused to give in.

"I know it without asking. It's about the college entrance examination, right?" Yin Ze guessed arrogantly.

"Hey, no." The girl raised her eyebrows proudly.

"Not really?" Yin Ze was surprised.

"What about you, what did you wish for?" Sakura Ayane asked back.

"I'm not worried that what I say out loud won't come true, because my wish is that no one who comes to make a wish will get it." The man said in a low voice, like a villain.

The priest not far away looked even more disdainful.

"Then am I also obstructed by you?" Sakura Ayane patted someone in annoyance.

"Actually, it's world peace." Yin Ze said seriously, "...but it may be too grand, and the gods may not be able to control it."

"This person is mainly responsible for career, marriage and health, right?" Shimazaki Nobunaga was speechless. "Hey, do you want to draw lots later?"

"Go ahead. I'm here mainly to ask for fortune." Master Yin patted his clothes.

Sakura Ayane looked back, quickly clasped her hands together and silently recited her wish again, hoping to deepen the impression of the god.

Then he turned around and followed.

Chapter 84 Red Maple Leaf

Man A, Passenger B, Ghost 2, Man B, Male student, Soldier, Youth 3, Guard B, Shop assistant, a long-faced hairy little monster, Assassin knocked over by the iron hoof... faceless passers-by, anonymous people, atmosphere group, background sound, and a large number of extras.

Four years, four years. Do those brilliant classmates know how I lived? Do they know?!

Back then, everyone was happily playing with the three delinquents of Academy City, and they did not forget each other when facing Fantasy Killer, but then the innocent-looking one became a black-clad swordsman who dominated online games and became the end of the light adaptation film set, while the dangerous-looking one became a daily reasoning detective, embarked on the path of literary and exquisite, and became a resource monster that others envied.

I was the only one left in the alley, robbing the level 5 electric girl and her invincible hedgehog-headed boyfriend who cut into the middle lane.

After all, I am a man who inherited the name of a hero of the Warring States Period. How can I lag behind others like this?

So I wrote quickly, splashing ink. I still remember the night when the outline of "Demon Wars" was first completed. It was rainy and windy, with thunder and lightning. Even the broadband fluctuated and was disconnected for 2 minutes. It seemed as if the heaven and earth were resonating to celebrate the birth of another sales champion with tens of millions of units.

I originally wanted to overtake others by relying on my talent, but unfortunately, my potential as a voice actor was too dazzling like a firefly in the dark night, and it was discovered ahead of time.

"The old times will eventually pass, and I will step out from behind the shadows of the curtains and stand in the center of the stage." Shimazaki Nobunaga chanted quietly.

"You just drew a 'good luck' stick, didn't you? Someone who doesn't know would think you've achieved class transition." Yin Ze was holding a very bad stick and said coldly, "You don't really believe this, do you?"

"I think some people are very angry." Shimazaki Nobunaga smiled appropriately, and the Daikichi in his hand was shaking, which was very eye-catching.

"Hey, it's not a big deal. Why don't you exchange with me?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was very kind. Seeing that his good brother was unhappy, he handed over the Sueyoshi in his hand.

"What to change? Is it necessary? Fortune for the year? What's the meaning of something that can't be seen or touched?" Yin Ze said stubbornly.

"Who was the most active drawer just now? You don't believe it now? Humph, as the saying goes, there is a god above our heads, and we should be consistent in our words and deeds." Shimazaki Nobunaga stated clearly.

"I am a fundamentalist of materialism. I believe in cramming at the last minute. I'll add as much as I can. The rest depends on my skills." Yin Ze put the wooden stick into his arms, with the demeanor of a dashing swordsman standing tall and proud. "I am standing here, not only to ask where the evil comes from, but also where your good fortune comes from?!"

"Hahaha, you brought it up first, so I won't be polite then."

Shimazaki Nobunaga laughed. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He had been hiding his power for a long time, and finally waited for this wonderful moment of divine revelation. He quickly pulled out a notice from his inner pocket, just like pulling out a world-famous sword, pointing it directly at someone's heart.

"Come, let's take a look!" Shimazaki Nobunaga showed the aura of fighting in all directions with his sword swung.

"What is this?"

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu took it curiously, glanced at it, and read it out in a flat tone.

"Congratulations to Mr. Shimazaki Nobunaga from Aoni Agency for passing the audition for Date A Live. We sincerely invite you to be the voice actor for the male lead Gokawa Shidori and look forward to your wonderful performance. Hey, you got the lead role, great news!"

"Haha, I thought it was some earth-shattering event, but it's just this." Yin Ze chuckled, "I have even forgotten how many leading roles I have played."

"Adapted from a light novel." Shimazaki Nobunaga was confident of winning, because he knew this man very well. So he stretched out a finger, like the first move of a famous sword.

"...So what?" Yin Ze said naturally, "The brother Zhencheng next to you is a master of this style. You are still far behind."

"Science fiction harem type." Shimazaki Nobunaga stretched out his second finger, and the second style of the famous sword revealed a murderous aura.

"?" Yin Ze frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows and blocked it skillfully, "Tsk... as expected."

"——At least eight cute female characters to start with! At least!"

Shimazaki Nobunaga raised his voice, and instead of slowly extending three fingers, he directly made the number eight gesture.

The famous sword is no longer simply demonstrated, but directly evolved into the Eight Postures of Xianglei Sword.

The murderous intent was like a waterfall from the sky, sweeping across the sky and covering the sun!

what? !

This magnitude!

Master Yin's protective Qi was pierced in an instant, and his whole body froze as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Sister, childhood sweetheart, heaven-dropped, yandere, three-no, twins, idol——!"

Shimazaki Nobunaga took advantage of the victory and used his voice actor's unique skill of smooth tongue to count the wonderful character settings. The invisible sword slashed out sword energy, and with each sword, he knocked someone from the top of the cloud into the sulfur-smelling lava abyss! He was beaten to a state of mind that was completely gone!

"Impossible! How could I not have heard of such a masterpiece?" The man's face was ferocious, like a dying devil. "I don't believe it! What is Brother Kashiwagi doing!"

"Well, didn't you and Mr. Kashiwai make a verbal agreement that you would be independent in your business?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said.

"Then he should at least inform me." Yin Ze turned his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "The agent claims to be a man of steel, a high-quality strategist and a drunkard, but he can't accomplish anything like this?"

"No, he doesn't know either. Ohnishi has joined, so he has been helping the juniors find good resources. He said something like 'How can the head of a department let the eldest senior brother take all the limelight?' Every day he is out looking for those projects with heroines. He is looking for independent movies and dramas everywhere, but he doesn't pay much attention to the seasonal series."

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu explained.

"He also told me to bear with it for a while, and it looks like he's serious about it. So I don't know if this minor change is normal."

what?

The man's body shook and trembled.

The one who hurt me was my own reverse-edged sword?!

"..."

"Okay, okay, that's the expression. I've always wanted to see your jealous expression." Shimazaki Nobunaga didn't expect victory to come so quickly. At this moment, the attack and killing skills combined with the backlash had a significant effect. He held the famous sword of great luck and the luck of the male protagonist of the harem today to easily take the head of the little white dragon. His heroic spirit was beyond measure. "How do you feel now? How do you feel? I want to see if you will be so sad that you will cry!"

"...Shimazaki Nobunaga, you bully me too much, I will capture you alive today, eat your flesh, and sleep on your skin!" Shengbosong Poxun was immediately furious, his heart of Taoism collapsed, his demon seed blossomed, he used all his strength, his breath was high and his clothes fluttered, he bent down and rolled out a snowball at the speed of light and threw it, and pounced on the opponent like a meteor chasing the moon. What a hungry tiger pounced on its food, "You think you are the only one who can use the Ice Palm? Eat my Great Compassionate Snow Jade Hand!"

Shimazaki Nobunaga ran away immediately, but at the same time he did not forget to roll a snowball on the ground and throw it to cover his retreat. "I am not afraid to tell you again, as the savior of the world, I have to date cute girls in the play and make them shy..."

"You bastard! Are you only good at talking? Do you dare to stop and fight me without limits?"

He fled and he chased, they circled around the lottery shop and the part-time witch lady in charge of the stall, fighting in the snow, and the battle was so fierce that the cold air in the area heated up.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu stood on the outskirts of the battle to decide who was the true devil in the world, looking at his two friends running around the stall with a frown on his face. For a moment, he felt like a kindergarten teacher. Oh no, it should be a nanny to be more accurate.

"Oh, you two, stop playing around. You're causing more trouble for other guests." Sakura Ayane, with her neat short hair, couldn't stand it and joined the chaotic battlefield. She simply stood in the middle. The two true demons were frightened and dared not move.

"You, and you, what's there to argue about? How can friendship be so fragile? Come on, shake hands and make peace." Sakura Ayane criticized with her hands on her waist. Then she held a question in each hand and urged them to shake hands and make peace.

"..."

"..."

Yin Ze and Shimazaki Nobunaga looked at each other, sparks flew in their eyes, and the next moment they put on fake smiles tacitly, silently stretched out their hands, held them together, and shook them up and down.

"Yes, that's right." Sakura Ayane nodded with satisfaction.

But how could the two real demons be tamed so easily? They clenched their right hands tightly, getting tighter and tighter. It was obvious that they were competing with each other in terms of internal strength.

Snapped.

Sakura Ayane gently patted Nakabosu Hatsun's shoulder, and the latter's momentum suddenly dropped and he withdrew his hand immediately.

“Haha, you also have this day…” Seeing this, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, his fangs dripping with blood, was about to speak.

Snapped.

Shimazaki Nobunaga quickly restrained his expression, and the lofty ambitions in his heart dissipated into nothingness. He returned to being a member of society, without the previous demonic rage and arrogance.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu couldn't help but sigh that Sakura-kun was as reliable and brave as ever.

"There's Eho-maki for sale there. Do you want to try some?" Yin Ze saw the food stall from afar.

"Okay, after the activity, it's time to replenish our energy, so let me treat you." Shimazaki Nobunaga said generously.

"Since it's such a kind invitation from a close friend, I won't refuse it." Yin Ze hugged the other person, his face full of affection and emotion.

"It's my duty, it's my duty." Shimazaki Nobunaga smiled gently.

"After a long period of training, you finally become the main player. How can you not treat everyone to a good meal for such a great occasion? I believe you have already booked the banquet. After we have had enough fun, let's go and enjoy a good meal." Yin Ze said affirmatively.

"You figured it out. Indeed, I had this plan a long time ago." Shimazaki Nobunaga said frankly, "Go down from the shrine, turn right and walk a short distance, there is a stylish restaurant. I spent half an hour checking my phone last night to confirm it!"

"?"

The man was surprised. He looked at his good brother's sincere eyes and felt that he really wanted to share the joy of career advancement with him. Then he thought about last night when he and Matsuoka were playing a two-player game and Shimazaki Nobunaga did not ask for a turn but quietly checked his phone. He felt deeply guilty.

"I am narrow-minded." Yin Ze sighed, and then said happily from the bottom of his heart, "Congratulations on getting the opportunity to play the main role. You must keep working hard."

"Of course." Shimazaki Nobunaga smiled and said in a serious tone, "You and Matsuoka are both running so fast in our iron triangle. I can't be left too far behind."

"You said it so suddenly today. I didn't prepare any gifts." Yin Ze was a little embarrassed. "Let me pay for the Eho-maki in front."

The group came to the food stall. The three singles had just woken up and hadn't eaten anything. Now they were smelling the aroma of food and their stomachs were already stirring.

"Boss, give me seven or eight of the most expensive styles." The man said bluntly.

"Okay." The stall owner responded and started preparing.

"Let's go downstairs and get some hot drinks later." The man suggested again, "I know someone wants to drink milk tea."

"I haven't drunk it for a long time and I've lost weight a long time ago." Sakura Ayane whispered beside her.

"I didn't say you were fat." The man was surprised.

"Tsk..."

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was unaware of his presence.

Shimazaki Nobunaga is calm and composed.

And right now.

"Eh? Takizawa-kun?"

A pleasant voice came from the side.

I spotted you in the crowd at first sight. And probably every girl has set her eyes on a boy like that, but was too shy to step forward and say hello.

But she shouldn't be on that list.

Everyone followed the sound.

The girl was wearing a coat that was as red as a maple leaf, lighter than the vermilion torii gate but brighter than the pure snow. She was looking over here with her head slightly tilted, her eyes as bright as water filled with surprise and a smile.

"Isn't this Mr. Taneda?" The man was about to stuff a sushi-like food into his mouth. He was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Are you here to pray as well? What a coincidence. Happy New Year."

"You too, happy new year."

Risa Taneda smiled brightly and walked towards him.

Chapter 85: Master Yin's Snowstorm Demon Slaying Platform

It is said that Xiao Bailong was walking leisurely that day when someone suddenly called out from behind.