Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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Dou Tang took a deep breath, suppressed the last bit of fighting spirit in his heart, and completely calmed his emotions.

Meanwhile, Ejima Iya peered into the distance at the onlookers, his bones cracking as he said, "Kiryu-kun, it seems like we're being watched."

Dou Tang, with his back to the crowd, remained calm and simply took out a white mask from his pocket and put it on his face, covering all his facial features.

His voice became somber: "Don't panic, let's just go out. Hopefully they won't be ungrateful."

Jiangdao Yizai scratched his head: "But what am I supposed to do? I live here!"

Dou Tang paused, then sighed helplessly: "The evil spirits here have been eliminated, why are you still wearing it?"

Ejima Izai was immediately excited: "So I can go out now!?"

"Yes, but I need to give you a proper disguise. However, you must understand that one day you will need to..."

Ejima Izai understood, and nodded: "I know. We must distinguish between life and death. The dead are the dead."

Dou Tang nodded, then turned around and looked at the exorcists in the dark corridor.

"But for these people, it's probably better not to pretend."

Seeing the man, who exuded a menacing aura, turn around, the exorcists one by one turned off their phone flashlights.

Dou Tang and Jiangdao Yizai walked forward.

The leader of the exorcists was an old man with a sword at his waist. He took a step forward and asked, "Sir, who are you?"

"I should be the one to say this."

Dou Tang walked up to the old man, his eyes behind the mask fixed on the group of people before him: "And where are you all from? Hmm?"

The old man paused for a moment, then said, "We are... exorcists concerned about whether any evil spirits have been born here."

"Your Excellency possesses a great deal of resentment and evil aura; you are certainly not a benevolent person..."

As he spoke, his hand reached for the hilt of the knife.

His words were clear; they were both a threat and an encouragement. The man in front of them, exuding an aura of resentment and malevolence, was so oppressive that everyone couldn't help but feel fear.

At the same time, few people would believe that someone with such a powerful aura could be a... good person.

He sighed helplessly.

“Yes, there’s some truth to that. I don’t look like a good person, so what?” He smiled sarcastically. “So what?”

"I don't think you're any good people either."

"Clang—crack!"

A flash of cold light caught everyone's attention.

The old man was covered in sweat, his long sword half-drawn from its sheath and suspended in mid-air.

The art of drawing the sword, a sword technique that originally existed as an assassination method, is exemplified by the old man, who is none other than a renowned swordsmanship master in Tokyo.

As an exorcist, he earned countless accolades with his long sword, making him one of the most respected senior figures in the entire Tokyo exorcist community.

But at this moment, his sword-drawing technique was only halfway through when a hand completely predicted the entire trajectory of the sword, and even before it was fully drawn, the end of the hilt was blocked.

Dou Tang placed his hand on the hilt of the old man's knife and shook his head again.

"So, this shows that you're really not good people, right?"

His voice was cold and calm, as if he didn't take the exorcists in front of him seriously.

“After much thought, I know I will inevitably have to deal with you people in the future, but the best way to deal with hyenas is never to try to feed them, but to make them understand that the strength of a lion cannot be compensated for by numbers.”

He smiled slowly.

He stood up, his eyes shining beneath the mask.

"Come here... and take my fists. If you want to fight, you can do it now."

“I am… Mr. Ren, please remember me.”

Feeling humiliated in front of everyone, the old swordsman snorted coldly, retreated abruptly, broke free from Dou Tang's control, drew his longsword, and raised it with both hands.

Then, a flash of blue light appeared, and the long sword slashed down fiercely.

"throat!"

The long sword was blocked by a skeletal hand.

Jiangdao Yizai reached out from behind Doutang and blocked the knife, his arm flashing with blue ghost fire.

The current Ejima Iya is a true Bone Tengu. With the help of countless vengeful spirits within him, his ability to control the wind has been unleashed. In terms of strength, he is probably comparable to the fake Ito priest we saw before.

That kind of ability is beyond the capabilities of these ordinary exorcists who are only seeking fame and fortune.

"Damn it..." the old swordsman cursed, his long sword firmly drilled out by Ejima Izai, leaving him unable to move.

The exorcists who had come to watch the spectacle behind them all took a step back, and no one spoke.

Just like the fake Ito priest before, this time it was the old man who took the lead. But the old man who took the lead had obviously suffered a setback, so the people behind him naturally wouldn't rush in.

Dou Tang's eyes began to glow with a blue light. The fierce gaze of the blue ghost swept over the people in the darkness, and an invisible pressure spread through the windswept corridor.

Immediately afterwards, Dou Tang suddenly realized that the strange woman—Lu Zizhen—was hiding in the crowd.

Noticing Dou Tang's gaze, Lu Zizhen stuck out her tongue and ducked into the crowd.

Dou Tang seemed to be deep in thought, pondered for a moment, and then looked up: "Is there anyone else who wants to 'care' about what's going on here?"

Once the slope is given, someone will naturally descend it. A tall, thin monk in the crowd bowed slightly and said first, "Congratulations, Mr. Ren, on your successful exorcism."

Congratulations? Exorcism successful? The scene before me doesn't look like an exorcism successful at all; it looks more like a highly skilled villain colluding with another powerful evil spirit.

But nobody cared about that anymore. Once there was a first, there would be a second. People kept congratulating each other and then turning around and leaving.

Dou Tang did not stop him or reply. He simply stood silently in the middle of the corridor, his eyes, which shone with a bluish light, like a dim lamp in the darkness.

People kept leaving, and Lu Zizhen disappeared into the crowd at some point, until only the old man practicing swordsmanship remained.

"Let him go, teacher," Dou Tang said softly.

Jiangdao Yizai released him, then chuckled, his tone teasing, "Mr. Ren, what do you think we should do with this old man?"

Dou Tang raised his hand and gestured towards the school gate: "Old man, please leave quickly, but if you still want to challenge us, you are welcome anytime."

The old man with the sword took a deep breath.

"No... It would be a great disgrace to be blocked before I could even draw my sword. I will never challenge Mr. Ren again."

"But I still advise Mr. Ren... to be careful. Keeping such a powerful evil spirit by your side, hmph, your name will spread far and wide."

Dou Tang nodded.

"That would be best."

Chapter 87 An Unpleasant Birthday

Without a doubt, Mr. Ren's name will spread throughout Tokyo after tonight.

Dou Tang had had enough of living in anonymity, and even though he wanted to keep a low profile, a constant stream of troubles still came knocking on his door.

Through the incident with Jiangdao Yizai, he realized a fact: most exorcists were just opportunists seeking profit and avoiding harm, and the so-called exorcist organizations were nothing more than a facade, with everyone scattered and fighting their own battles. This made Dou Tang extremely angry.

But at the same time, it is also extremely advantageous to him.

Even now, as a jelly bean, if he operates carefully, his reputation will only grow, and he won't be hunted down, because... he doesn't need any reward, and most of the opponents he faces are beings that these exorcists cannot contend with.

If both parties benefit, things will be much easier and more pleasant to do.

Tonight's appearance by Dou Tang is the opportunity.

Although it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, it seems that the reason these exorcists gathered together was not simple, at least he thought it was not simple, especially when he saw Lu Zizhen in the crowd.

This strange woman wouldn't show up to join in the fun with the exam approaching. In fact, Dou Tang suspects that she is related to the gathering of these exorcists.

Because if Lu Zizhen wanted to hide herself in the crowd, even Dou Tang wouldn't be able to detect her presence. So there's only one reason why Lu Zizhen was seen by him: she did it on purpose.

Since it was intentional, and she appeared right after I said those things, it means she was very satisfied with my reaction.

Satisfied... Ever since she founded Fall Guys, her video website, she has always wanted to put herself in front of everyone, like a little girl who wants to show off, and now her goal is gradually being achieved.

Dou Tang understands this, but he cannot change it.

Dou Tang didn't object.

After finishing my tasks and driving away the exorcists, I fought...

Tang didn't linger and left directly, planning to talk to Jiangdao Yizai about his two romantic entanglements in a couple of days.

Astride the motorcycle, looking back at the school, Dou Tang felt as if ordinary life was becoming increasingly distant.

From the top of the teaching building, you can see Ejima Iya and Kamizaki Ryuuyu talking.

At that moment, someone rushed out of the teaching building and followed. It was Ringo Shinzen.

"Hey... Mr. Ren, right? Aren't you called Kiryu Toudou? Why did you give them a fake name?"

Dou Tang smiled and said, "A title and a name are two different things."

Ringo seemed a little embarrassed. She bit her lower lip, then took a deep breath to encourage herself, and raised her head again, saying, "Um... you, are you also an exorcist? You're related to Fall Guys, right?"

"Is Fall Guy your shikigami? Or something else?"

To maintain the barrier, neither she nor Shenqian Longyong witnessed Doutang's transformation. However, she clearly heard the Fall Guys' cries within the barrier, and she was certain that such a loud "wuhu wuhu" sound was unique to them.

Dou Tang shrugged: "Who knows? You can keep guessing."

Seeing that Dou Tang didn't intend to tell her, Shinzen Ringo pursed her lips and nodded: "Alright, since you don't want to say, I won't ask."

"Then, what about Chinatsu Kume?"

Dou Tang raised an eyebrow and thought for a moment, then finally said, "Please keep this a secret, thank you."

He put on his helmet, said goodbye, and then rode away on his motorcycle without looking back.

………………

The next day, as soon as Dou Tang woke up and went out, the first thing he did was call Lu Zizhen.

"Happy birthday!"

To his utter surprise, Lu Zizhen spoke even faster than him after the call connected, immediately offering her congratulations.

Dou Tang paused for a moment and then asked, "Why were you there yesterday? You rascal."

"Oh, I came to see you, and also to be the first to celebrate your birthday!"

"But there were too many people at the time! I'm too shy to say it, sorry."

Dou Tang was speechless, shaking his head helplessly: "You're never serious... Come to my house tonight? I'll cook."

"Okay, sure," Lu Zizhen readily agreed, then continued, "Do you have anything else planned for today?"

"I had someone find out about that damp evil spirit from before, you know? I know quite a few of the people there last night, so I had a brief conversation with them."

Dou Tang smiled silently.

So it’s you…

He shook his head. Although he understood that Lu Zizhen was causing trouble behind his back, now was not the time to bring up those things with her. He simply said, "It's okay. It's my birthday today. I don't want to get involved in those things."

Lu Zizhen looked surprised: "Wh-what? Please, that's one of your targets, isn't it? Don't you want to get rid of that guy right now?"

"I don't want to," Dou Tang replied simply.

There seemed to be a moment of silence on Lu Zizhen's end before her voice, tinged with laughter, came through: "Alright then, I'll be at your place at five, hmph... that's settled then."

"Okay, see you tonight." Dou Tang hung up the phone.

Looking up, they found themselves downstairs at Kuroki Keisaki's house.

He went upstairs, arrived at Kuroki Keizaki's door, and knocked.

The door opened quickly, but it was someone with long black hair who opened it.

A damp smell came towards me.

Dou Tang walked in. The TV in the room was on, playing loudly, and the sound of crunching potato chips could be heard.

Upon entering the room, a low table was piled high with snacks, while a woman with her hair wrapped around herself was slumped on the sofa, eating a bag of potato chips with her eyes glued to the television.

At this moment, Kuroki Keisaki no longer resembled the terrifying and eerie female ghost she had before. Putting aside her long hair, the person in front of her was just an ordinary woman who was staying at home on vacation.

Upon seeing Dou Tang appear, she blinked and said, "Happy birthday, Kiryu-sama."