Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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Xingyi closed his eyes helplessly: "I didn't ask you that..."

“You mean the Kyuuin Shoumu? I’ll leave the defense of the three western wards of Tokyo to you. I have other things to do.” Dou Tang continued, “The Kyuuin Shoumu have more strongholds in the eastern Bunkyo Ward and Chiyoda Ward. I need to go there to look for clues about them.”

Hoshino Yoshito hesitated for a moment, "That's the real heart of Tokyo. Even they wouldn't dare to act so openly. But... do you mean they came from further east?"

Dou Tang nodded.

"Their headquarters, if I'm not mistaken, should be in Edogawa Ward."

Xingyiren continued, "What's behind them?"

"Monsters, lots of monsters."

Hoshigi's face turned ugly: "I never thought that I would have to deal with monsters in this era... Ah, or rather, the fact that monsters actually exist is enough to shatter my worldview."

"Don't worry, this is my battle, it has nothing to do with you." Dou Tang explained, "Hunting monsters is my business."

Xing Yiren nodded. He had witnessed Dou Tang's strength before, and among all the so-called exorcists he had ever met, only Dou Tang was trustworthy.

That inhuman power, along with its natural ability to subdue evil spirits, is simply its nemesis.

Although he trusted him, Xingyiren still said, "If you need the Morning Star Group's help, just ask anytime. I won't be stingy in this matter."

"After all, helping you is helping the peace and tranquility of these areas."

Although Dou Tang really wanted to tell him that he wasn't the only one capable of exorcising evil spirits, he couldn't help but sigh and say, "Thank you," when he thought of the faces of those exorcists during the Bone Tengu incident.

Chapter 52 A Moment into a Dream

An eerie gurgling sound came from the dark room.

Edogawa Ward.

This is the dojo of the Jikishin-ryu school of swordsmanship. Jikishin-ryu is one of the most widely spread and renowned swordsmanship schools in Japan. Its founder was Yamada Mitsunori. However, in modern times, the official name of Jikishin-ryu is "Kashima Shinden Jikishin-ryu". The term "Kashima Shinden" means that the style was taught by Takemikazuchi-no-Mikoto, the god of war enshrined at Kashima Shrine.

But in reality, the origins of the Zhixin Yingliu are even more mysterious in this world, especially recently... there have been frequent reports of students going missing at the Zhixin Yingliu dojo in Edogawa Ward, Tokyo.

The head of this dojo is named Yamada Nagayoshi.

As dawn breaks, the cold rain that had fallen all night in Tokyo has subsided, and the city is still shrouded in the damp chill of the previous night.

All the doors inside the dojo were closed, so no one could see what was happening inside; all that could be heard was a thumping sound, like the beating of a living heart.

Then, what sounded like the earthenware pot being opened grew louder and gradually moved.

“Gujiguji…”

The viscous liquid tangled with some wet, soft, and rotten object, falling onto the wooden floor with a splattering sound. This extremely eerie sound continued incessantly, interspersed with the dull thuds of hands or feet hitting the floor.

This process lasted for more than half an hour. After more than half an hour, with the thud of bare feet on the ground, the slippery friction sounds finally disappeared.

"Bang."

In the darkness, the sound of someone putting the lid on a clay pot could be heard.

Then, footsteps sounded from the middle of the room, heading towards the paper door in front, and a pair of delicate hands pulled the paper door open from the middle.

Emerging from the darkness was a naked, muscular buttercup.

Yamada Nagayoshi, or the yokai Moro, it's all her.

Looking at the sun rising between the tall buildings in the distance, Mao Liang didn't care that her figure would be seen by people in the nearby buildings. She strode into the courtyard, stepped into the courtyard pond where koi were swimming, and casually washed her body.

"Fall Guy is Mr. Ren, and Mr. Ren... also has excellent swordsmanship, which is truly amazing." She muttered to herself, reaching out her finger to tease the koi in the pond.

"Should we tell Taira no Masakado about this...? I don't think it's necessary. This mess is getting more and more interesting."

Sunlight peeked out from behind the tall building, streaming into the courtyard of the temple and landing on Maolang. She looked up at the sun and smiled strangely.

.........

.........

Lu Zizhen returned home.

She was soaking wet, carrying a suitcase covered in talismans. Strangely, even though she was drenched, the talismans on the suitcase remained dry.

She changed her shoes in the entryway without taking off her coat, and went straight into her storage room, placing her suitcase in the corner. There were five other suitcases like this one, making a total of six.

She counted them one by one, muttering, "Hand, elbow, arm... this is only one whole arm, it's a pity there are no internal organs."

These are the remains of Taira no Masakado sent from various parts of Japan. The talismans pasted on them were originally meant to quell resentment, but now they have become a means for Michiko Sada to hide these remains.

The sole purpose of collecting these limbs was to weaken Taira no Masakado.

She understood that Taira no Masakado would also become Dou Tang's enemy, so weakening Taira no Masakado would be beneficial to her side no matter what.

She had also heard about the other things that happened last night. The movements of the Bald Group and the Morning Star Group were not a secret. Lu Zizhen also knew Dou Tang's personality well. He couldn't just sit idly by while his underlings went on an adventure. He was the kind of person who didn't say it but whose actions betrayed him.

After taking inventory, Lu Zizhen took a quick shower, changed her clothes, picked up the snacks she had prepared beforehand, left home, and drove to the Kiryu family's house.

If Dou Tang comes home after finishing his work and sees me, he'll probably feel comforted, right? Besides, Huai Yin also needs someone to take care of her, so it's only natural for me to go and take care of her.

But when Lu Zizhen thought of Huaiyin, she still felt somewhat puzzled.

Based on his own intelligence, it was highly illogical that Huaiyin went to the abandoned mental hospital outside Tokyo on his own last time.

Why would a girl who knows she has a spirit-absorbing constitution and has no experience in exorcism decide to bring a knife to participate in a program exploring haunted places? What is she thinking? Is she having a mental breakdown?

Lu Zizhen drove to the building where Tong Sheng lived, went upstairs skillfully, and then knocked on the door.

A few minutes later, a sleepy-eyed Huaiyin opened the door, yawning incessantly.

"Hello, Sister Lu... Good morning."

Lu Zizhen rubbed her head and smiled, "Good morning! Did you stay up late playing games again last night?"

Huaiyin nodded, turned around and went back into the house without any hesitation, then wriggled and climbed back into bed.

Lu Zizhen laughed as she watched, shaking her head as she put the large bag of snacks into the refrigerator or kitchen cabinet one by one. Then she took off her coat and crawled into Huaiyin's bed.

"Mmm..." Huaiyin breathed softly with her eyes closed, frowned slightly, buried her head in Lu Zizhen's arms, sniffed, and stammered, "No, not brother... Sister Lu, mmm..."

Seeing her looking like a sleepy kitten, Lu Zizhen couldn't help but smile. She hugged her even tighter, patted her back gently, and whispered, "Okay, go to sleep. I'll make you something delicious when you wake up."

Huaiyin gave a muffled groan and drifted off to sleep with Lu Zizhen in her arms.

Lu Zizhen lovingly smoothed her hair and slowly closed her eyes. She hadn't slept all night and was very tired.

………………

"Girl, wake up."

Huaiyin shuddered and opened her eyes.

Before me lay an unfamiliar mountain forest.

An elderly Mr. Ren, dressed in animal skins and linen clothes, stood to one side, a long sword and a leather whip at his waist, gazing solemnly into the distance.

"Grandpa Ren...where are we?" Huaiyin looked around in confusion.

"It's your ability... the ability to enter dreams. Right now, it seems like we're in someone else's dream."

Because Mr. Ren was not one to pry into other people's lives, he was completely unaware of what Huaiyin was going through unless she woke him up herself, and therefore did not know that she was sleeping while holding Lu Zizhen.

Huaiyin seemed to understand something, but instead of telling the old Mr. Ren, he looked at the smoke rising from the distant mountains and forests.

"elder sister!"

Suddenly, a shout came from behind. Huaiyin turned around and saw a little girl carrying a bamboo basket calling back from the woods.

"Time to cook at home! Time to go home!"

"Okay! Got it!"

Behind the little girl with braided pigtails and wearing children's clothes, another person appeared. This person looked slightly older and had a refined and dignified air about them.

It is Lu Zizhen.

At this time, Lu Zizhen looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, and her younger sister looked even younger.

Lu Zizhen held her younger sister's hand and walked down the mountain path with a smile on her face.

Huaiyin followed, puzzled.

But before she could catch up, she felt the scene in front of her suddenly collapse, and her consciousness sank into darkness once again.

………………

Lu Zizhen slowly opened her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She sensed someone stroking her head, so she woke up alertly.

Turning around, she saw that it was Dou Tang stroking her hair. Dou Tang's hair was still a little damp. He had changed into pajamas and was looking at her apologetically, saying softly, "Sorry, I woke you up."

Lu Zizhen touched her head, then took Dou Tang's hand and smiled, saying, "Welcome back."

Chapter 53 Tacit understanding

Dou Tang remained silent, withdrew his hand, and lay back on the sofa.

He was exhausted after fighting all night, and as for why Lu Zizhen was here... he didn't want to ask any more questions.

A breeze blows from the half-open French windows.

A gentle breeze lifted the draped curtains, and the damp, cool air blew into the room, making the somewhat stuffy room feel more refreshing.

Dou Tang yawned, resting her head on the cushion.

Lu Zizhen, who was lying on the floor, whispered, "What's wrong? You must have been very tired last night."

"...Hmm, you know?"

Lu Zizhen patted Huaiyin's head and said, "I know part of it, after all, the story of Taira no Masakado is quite famous."

Upon hearing this, Dou Tang sighed and said, "I don't want to talk about those things anymore. Let's rest."

Lu Zizhen scoffed, "You seem quite helpless, don't you?"

“Yes.” Dou Tang opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, his eyes full of helplessness: “The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease.”

Lu Zizhen continued, "But your identity makes it unlikely that the wind will stop. Dou Tang, you yourself are the center of the storm, it's just that you don't think so."

Dou Tang closed his eyes, sighed deeply again, and said, "I don't want to talk about it anymore. Let's go to sleep."

"...Okay, goodnight, Doutang."

Goodnight, Lu Zizhen.

With a smug smile playing on her lips, Lu Zizhen fell asleep again, but this time she didn't dream.

………………

After the Shinjuku incident, and with the withdrawal of Kujira from Tokyo's West 3rd Ward, many things happened in both the world of yakuza and exorcists.

First, the Morning Star Group took over the territory of the Ennead Headless, and then the exhausted Bald Group withdrew its power. The little bald guys who used to dominate the entire Toyoshima Ward all tucked their tails between their legs. Without these little wolves maintaining order, there seemed to be undercurrents in Toyoshima Ward again.

Meanwhile, in Edogawa Ward, the main sphere of influence of the Kyu-on-no-kami, a deeper infiltration began. The yakuza members, disguised as office workers, became more adept at hiding themselves, dispersing into the city in a more scattered manner to avoid other forces that wanted to take a bite out of them.

Meanwhile, at school, Ejima Iya suddenly realized that his good days were over.

After the Bone Tengu incident ended, he truly enjoyed a period of blissful life. The two yandere students who died because of him also reconciled with him. Now, he is just a skeleton with two evil spirits accompanying him every day, and he is living a very happy life. Because of this, rumors of ghosts at Yiyan Private Academy are increasing.

After all, there really is a ghost.

In the afternoon, just as the students were leaving school, Ejima Iya suddenly received a call from Toudou.

"Mr. Jiangdao, I need your help."

Jiangdao Yizai was very excited. After all, Dou Tang was a Bean Man, someone who could defeat the rampaging Bone Tengu head-on. How could he need his help?

"Hmph, Kiryu-kun, don't worry, just tell me what it is! Whatever it is, just leave it to me!"

"Have you ever heard of Taira no Masakado, Mr. Ejima?"

"Ah, I know. Although you're not a history teacher, you still know a lot about traditional Japanese mythology! After all, you used to be..."

"I would like to ask my teacher to help me deal with Taira no Masakado."

"Also a top student... Ah? Right, what are they dealing with?"

Ejima Izai picked up his chin, which had fallen to the ground, and put it back on.

"To deal with Taira no Masakado, that infamous traitor in history who became a vengeful spirit after his death, he has now become a monster."

"Click-clack..."

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"