Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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A piece of concrete was violently thrown by the woman in her clothes. The man in the red helmet and suit dodged it, but then suddenly realized what was happening and took a large step back.

The concrete flew towards the person filming the video, but at the last second, the man in the red helmet and suit ran up to him and knocked the concrete away.

Seeing this scene, something must have tickled the girl's funny bone, because she burst into laughter again: "Hahahaha..."

The swordsmith, Longboat, was puzzled and pouted, unsure of what to say.

The person filming the video realized that it was no longer safe to stay there, so they quickly turned around and ran away, and the video ended there.

After watching it, the swordsmith Osafune said, "Isn't this the battle between that mysterious man in the red helmet and Tamamo-no-Mae? It's all over the internet. What, are you interested in this exorcist?"

"Interested? No, no, no..." The girl wiped away tears of laughter with one hand and waved the other hand lightly, saying, "I just found it funny when I saw it."

The swordsmith, Longship, was somewhat speechless. He clicked his tongue and said, "Little Yin, I've always felt that your sense of humor is a bit strange."

The girl shrugged and didn't answer.

"Let's get down to business." The swordsmith Osafune opened the briefcase in front of him, revealing a faintly glowing stone sphere inside, and said, "With the core of the 'Great God of Rebellion,' perhaps we can open the gate to Yomotsu Hirasaka, but is this legend true?"

The girl countered, "Sister Longship has already witnessed vengeful spirits, possessed a crown, and even forged swords for monsters and evil spirits, yet you don't believe in the existence of the Underworld?"

“Indeed.” The swordsmith Longship looked at the stone sphere and sighed, “The idea that people go to the underworld after death… is even more unbelievable than vengeful spirits.”

"Yomihirasaka is real," the girl said firmly.

Her expression suddenly turned serious, and she slowly reached out and picked up the stone ball.

She stared at the stone sphere, a sudden, inexplicable rage rising in her eyes: "Yomihirasaka exists, and like us, it is cultivating its own power."

“That place, which should never have touched reality, now wants to overstep its bounds and touch the lives of the living.” She made no attempt to hide her disgust for Yomi Hirasaka: “Taira no Masakado was their first test, and now, their second test must be in the works.”

Upon hearing this, the swordsmith Nagafune paused for a moment and then asked, "Yin, why do you sound like you... really hate Yomi Hirasaka?"

“No, it’s not hatred.” The girl squinted, still staring at the stone sphere in front of her. “It’s just that I can’t like it, I can’t accept it.”

"Since I've decided to be the final resting place of the dead, I won't meddle in the world of the living. That's my thought, whether it's Yomotsu Hirasaka or anyone else."

"The world of the dead, yet it allows the dead to disrupt the present world, is what I find most intolerable."

"Especially... in front of me."

The swordsmith's longship once again evoked a sense of melancholy.

From the moment she received the crown and met the girl before her, this girl had always been so arrogant, judging everything with an air of absolute authority.

Since its inception, everything Kashima Yonzō has done has been for the sake of a young girl's long-cherished wish, for what she calls "punishing Yomi Hirasaka".

What happened to the girl, and where the arrogance that arises whenever the topic of Yomotsu Hirasaka and life-and-death issues comes from, the swordsmith Osafune has no idea.

But she can agree

The girl's goal was perhaps a little too ambitious.

Punishing the Yellow Springs... How stupid must someone be to say something like that?

To condemn Yomotsu Hirasaka's actions of interfering in reality... it's as if...

She seemed to be the one qualified to judge reality.

Chapter 300 Kashima Inzo's March

Even though the girl had put it that way, the swordsmith Osafune still found it hard to believe in the existence of Yomi, and shook his head, saying, "No matter what, I just don't understand those things."

"But since it's your goal, I'll help you." She reached out and rubbed the girl's head.

"Ah, my sister Osafune is the best." The girl leaned into the arms of the swordsmith Osafune and splashed her face with face wash. Her voice became muffled: "Then, sister Osafune, make more swords recently. We'll need them soon."

"Okay." The swordsmith, Nagafune, gently stroked the girl's hair, helping her to stand up in a high ponytail. His eyes softened as he continued, "Little Yin, actually, a long time ago, I've had a question I wanted to ask you."

"Hmm?" the girl asked, puzzled.

"You don't have a crown, so why are you so interested in the Crown game?" asked the swordsmith, Longship.

“Ah, this…” The girl looked up at the swordsmith Nagafune. The two looked at each other, and the girl laughed and said, “Oh dear, of course it’s because it’s very interesting.”

"I don't really care about the new era or the old era, but people always have to do something in this world, otherwise they will have regrets when they die."

"Besides... to be honest, you know very well that you might die in this game." The girl brushed a strand of hair from the swordsmith Nagafune's ear and said with a hint of melancholy, "Even if you know that kind of ending, you would still hope that day comes later."

"But what's coming will come, and neither Sister Longship nor our companions outside can win this game."

"Therefore, Kashima Yoshizo was founded, not only to open the door to Yomotsu Hirasaka, but also because of something I ultimately had to do."

“Once we collect all the crowns, we will break free from the shackles of fate.” The girl smiled. “Perhaps it will be a pity for Sister Longship to sacrifice her life for that purpose, but I will try my best to make that day come later.”

Despite the conversation about taking her life, the swordsmith Nagafune smiled just like the girl, saying contentedly, "Of course it's good. When that day comes, this life that should have been yours long ago will be at your disposal."

The girl nodded slowly.

She knew that if she gave the order, the middle-aged woman before her would transform into a vengeful ghost carrying swords and wearing a crown, burning her life away like a furnace, all to fulfill her grand ambition.

This predetermined future may be too cruel for the swordsmith Longship, but it was already destined from the moment she awakened the crown.

Except for a few evil spirits that can detach the crown from their souls in the form of a fake body, the crown is firmly bound to life and is difficult to change hands unless its host is killed.

Those who gain the crown's favor through their obsessions, as well as evil spirits, will all face their final fate; no one can escape it.

The girl is like a Gu worm breeder, raising Gu worms and letting them tear each other apart with their own characteristics and the crown, while also going out to hunt other Gu worms, with the ultimate goal...

The sweetest and most delicious worm that survived was offered to the already destined winner of this game.

Ultimately, the game was started by the victor's attempt to break free from fate.

The girl nestled in the arms of the swordsmith, Nagafune, and after a moment of silence, said, "Nagafune, would you like to go to Nikko City and join in the fun?"

"At this time?" The swordsmith Longship's eyes widened. "Isn't it very dangerous there?"

"A little, but it's also quite interesting, isn't it?" The girl's smile was somewhat mischievous: "Tamamo-no-Mae... that's Tamamo-no-Mae, you know. Doesn't Osafune-nee want to see her face?"

"And you can also soak in hot springs and such, it's like taking an early annual leave."

"Will you come with me?" the swordsmith Longship countered.

"Uh... if I go, well, it's not appropriate. It's quite troublesome to meet acquaintances at a time like this." The girl's expression was somewhat awkward.

"Hmph... So what exactly do you want me to do?" The swordsmith, Longboat, saw through the girl's plan.

"Should I go and deliver the sword to that person?"

"No, no, no." The girl quickly waved her hand: "If I send it over at this time, Sister Longship won't come back alive."

“Sister Osafune doesn’t have to do anything. Just take a stroll around Nikko City for a couple of days, and that’s it.” The girl pointed to the front of the shrine: “I’ll have other people protect you.”

The swordsmith Longship frowned and said, "This is very unlike you."

“Our low-profile period is over.” The girl clapped her hands. “If we never show our fangs, then even the most powerful organization is no different from not existing, so it’s time to make our appearance.”

The swordsmith, Longship, remained silent for a moment, then finally gave a deep "hmm."

"Alright, let's have Kashima Yoshizo make his official entrance."

………………

Zatoichi stood quietly, waiting in the open space with the others, facing the solemn and majestic shrine.

The area in front of the shrine was quiet; no one dared to speak and disturb the serene atmosphere.

"Crash..."

The paper door of the shrine was pulled open.

The swordsmith emerged from the longship and looked down at the people waiting quietly below the steps.

The swordsmith Osafune began to convey the girl's will, proclaiming in a loud voice: "Gentlemen, I suppose none of you are satisfied with this trip to Tokyo."

Some of the people below nodded, while others remained silent.

Although they were the successful ones in this trial, having killed their target and brought back what Kashima Yoshizo needed, some felt that their victory was not easy, while others seemed to want more.

For Zatoichi, in particular, this battle was far from satisfying. If given the chance, he would love to have a full-blown battle with Ejima Iya without any worries.

“Now, the opportunity has come.” The swordsmith Longship’s gaze swept over the group. “Next… we’re going to Nikko City.”

Nikko City!

Zatoichi had his eyes closed, but upon hearing the name of the place, he couldn't help but open them a crack.

The place where the winds are now blowing and the clouds are swirling, that is where the so-called Tamamo-no-Mae is!

Beside him, a tall woman in a beige trench coat suddenly spoke up: "Excuse my bluntness, Lord Osafune, Nikko City has now been encircled by a massive barrier erected by exorcists."

"Entering it carries great risk; Nikko City is currently in a precarious situation."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the tall man in black next to her.

The man in black remained silent. Although he had returned from Nikko City, he had handed over all the information he had obtained to the swordsmith Nagafune, so there was no need for him to communicate with his companions.

“I know that,” the swordsmith Longship nodded. “But it doesn’t matter. We’re only going this time to make an appearance.”

"I'm sure none of you want to continue operating in the shadows. As martial artists, who wouldn't want to be famous throughout the world?"

Chapter 301 Huaiyin Runs Away

Kashima Yoonzo is secretly stirring things up, Tamamo-no-Mae is preparing her own plan, and Tou-Tang and Lu Zi-Zhen are continuing to hype up the atmosphere in Nikko City.

The undercurrents in Nikko City are becoming increasingly turbulent and turbulent.

Meanwhile, Tokyo seemed to be enjoying a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

The departure of those black cars could not be kept secret from the association. After confirming that the mysterious forces that killed the evil spirits had retreated, the association conducted a thorough investigation and finally determined that Tokyo was temporarily safe.

Although those who deliberately killed the evil spirits were very deliberate, the association no longer had the energy to deal with them.

This is how Ryuuichi Kamzen commented on it.

"This is utterly disgraceful!"

“You’re right, Kami-san.” Aida Gaku clapped his hands, looking at Kami-san Ryuuichi, who was throwing a stack of documents to the floor at the other end of the conference room.

“You have to speak to the officials with this same righteous indignation at tomorrow’s meeting.” He said with a serious face, raising his hand to rub his bald head: “If we don’t, the association will probably really lose its voice in Tokyo.”

Upon hearing this, Ryuichi Kami-chan sighed, raised his hand to rub his temples, and said with concern, "What good are just words? Tokyo is in this state now. If we don't produce some tangible results, what good will it do to vent our anger on the authorities?"

“That force is deeply entrenched in Kashima. Once those black cars drove off, no matter how I questioned the authorities, they just pretended to be dead. I was helpless.”

He bent down to tidy up the documents, slumped back into his chair, never expecting that he, who had been retiring, would now become a key figure in the association's negotiations with the authorities.

"Sigh... I want to retire."

"How old are you to be retiring?" Aida Gaku scoffed dismissively.

Aida Gaku is now also one of the mainstays of the association.

Logically speaking, the two of them should never have been able to sit in this position in the association.

However, due to the split within the association and their active performance in the campaign against Taira no Masakado, the two rose rapidly and are now indispensable members of the association.

The impact of the Taira no Masakado incident was far more profound than Dou Tang had imagined. Most of the exorcists who followed him in attacking Taira no Masakado rose rapidly after the association split. These people who were willing to fight against Taira no Masakado without any personal gain were exactly the kind of talents that the association needed.

This also includes Ryuuichi Kamiya's daughter, Ringo Kamiya.

"By the way, where's Ringo?" Aida Gaku picked up his teacup, took a sip, and exhaled a long breath of hot air. "She's so outgoing, and Tokyo's in such a mess right now, I hope nothing bad happens to her."

“She went to find Kiryu Kaine.” Ryuuichi Kamizaki looked up. “It seems that Kiryu-san sent her back and she’s planning to hide in the safe house for a while. I wonder what happened in Nikko City that made Kiryu-san so nervous.”

"Hmph..." Aida Yue scoffed, "He's always nervous when he's involved with his sister."

“...That makes sense.” Ryuuichi Kamiya nodded.

"Anyway, don't think too much about it." Aida Yue said calmly, holding his teacup. "We've done what we were supposed to do. Let's continue to withstand the pressure from the authorities. Don't think about anything else. Let them handle it."

"This incident in Sunshine City will either allow the association to rise from the ashes or remain half-dead."

After a moment of contemplation, Ryuichi Shinzen looked up at the shiny bald head and said in a strange tone, "Speaking of which, I just thought of something."

"I can handle dealing with the officials on my own, can't I?"

"You've been loitering around the association for days, seemingly doing absolutely nothing. Were you planning to slack off from the start?"

Ah, ah ha

"Haha... How could that be?" Aida Yue's eyes darted around, then he suddenly put down his teacup, stood up, and said, "Ahem, you can take your time preparing. I suddenly remembered I haven't recited today's sutra yet, I'll go now..."

Ryuichi Shinzen's eyes twitched as he gritted his teeth and watched him leave, his anger simmering inside him.

………………

Meanwhile, on the other side of Tokyo, Kuroki Keizaki drove somewhat timidly, taking Kiryu Kaine to the safe house.