Chapter 170: Twin Foxes (60k)

"Madam, you don't want to cook rice bowl with your own daughter, do you? Our Tianshan Group has been tolerant enough to you!"

"Please! Lend me another hundred thousand! I will definitely be able to make my money back, I just need that little bit, just a little bit!"

"Haha, I'll give you the last two days. After these two days, we will have no choice but to ask you and your daughter to be teachers together. Let's go."

Ignoring the woman's pulling and pleading, several Yakuza laughed and left the old, cheap rental house that could be seen through at a glance.

As the Yakuza walked out the door, he saw a high school girl standing aside with an expressionless face.

"Hey, sister, you're back. Cherish the last two days of your campus life." The leading Yakuza looked at the girl and was a little wary of her empty eyes. He didn't intend to tease her or anything like that to stimulate her again.

Years of experience in debt collection taught him that the means of pressure must be appropriate to different people, and that these walking dead with empty eyes must either give up resistance completely or fight to the death.

Although he thought that the other party was just a small shrimp, only fit to be a meal for the fish, and would not cause a situation where the fish would die. But if the shrimp did not cooperate, it would be a not so pleasant thing to choke himself. So, he just said something bad out of habit and left with the people.

Don’t be in a hurry, there will be plenty of time to guide you slowly in the future.

He returned to the club that looked like a company, handed in the debts he had collected today, took his reward, shared part of it with his younger brothers, rejected the invitation to go out for fun together, and walked alone through Tokyo under the night and got on the train.

I stared at the bespectacled office worker sitting opposite me on the subway for a while. Within a minute, the other party couldn't stand the pressure anymore and handed me a pack of cigarettes and a lighter with sweaty hands.

The Yakuza put it away with satisfaction, looking as if he was asking you to be sensible.

The office worker with glasses glanced at the propaganda slogan behind the Yakuza: "Public security has improved significantly! The number of crimes has decreased by 80% compared to the peak period!" He wanted to say something, but said nothing.

After getting off the subway and returning home, the brat was not at home again.

"Oh, I forgot to report that matter to the boss." He slapped his forehead and quickly called the boss, but for some reason, there was a beeping sound coming from the other end of the phone.

"You're doing it again, eh."

Yakuza hung up the phone and was about to send a message, but he inexplicably heard the sound of music nearby.

It was very loud, as if it came from my own home, right behind me.

“Wu—wu!”

A dark shadow hugged him from behind and covered his mouth tightly. Then, in his horrified eyes, a green flame emerged from the other's gloved palm, and his vision was covered with a layer of green.

The intense pain, the one I had never experienced before, seemed to come from the depths of my soul.

He was like a maggot that was being held down tightly, twisting wildly.

Snot and tears kept flowing along with the whimpering sounds.

Joyful music is singing, and a sinful soul is gradually disappearing.

Slowly, the Yakuza softened and the green fire disappeared.

He casually let go of the Yakuza, and he collapsed to the ground with a dull look in his eyes.

Ito Makoto washed his gloves as if nothing had happened, then left directly through the window, neatly and quickly.

Following the darkness, he came to the "Valley" area of ​​Adachi Ward. During his time in Tokyo, he mainly stayed here and in Shinjuku.

Because the closer you are to the center, the denser the surveillance is, and now the traffic inspections are very strict. Once someone dressed abnormally is found, the patrol police will be called at any time.

Even subway security guards have started to carry guns.

After experiencing many extraordinary disasters, the Japanese have expressed their understanding of these policies. They no longer say that security checks are a waste of time. They even say that the security guards have guns, so they are not panicked.

After returning to "home" and turning on the lights as usual, Ito's body froze. In the cramped tatami living room, sitting next to the tea table, was the person he could never forget.

Fake.

Behind him stood two women wearing fox masks, one white and one black. They also had long, furry triangular ears on their heads, which were probably decorations. They even had a tail behind them, one white and one black.

"Are you still enjoying being a hero?"

The familiar smile of the faker made Ito feel relieved and ruled out the possibility that it was some other extraordinary person.

It is difficult for ordinary people to fake such an abstract smile.

He even felt that even extraordinary people might not be able to laugh like this.

Ito did not feel the same tension as a superior or subordinate towards the fake person, but it was hard not to feel pressured. Whenever he saw him, he would feel a sense of insignificance, like a small river meeting the ocean, or a grain of sand meeting the desert.

"I just saw it and then did it." Ito answered carefully.

The faker nodded: "Hero?"

"I don't think so. It's just that when I see those dirty souls, I can't help but want to clean them up." Ito couldn't tell what his mentality was. During this period of time, he cleaned up a lot of those sewer-like characters. Some of them were not dealt with, and some were disguised as vendettas or robberies. Judging from the results, they did not attract much attention, but the patrols became more intensive in the places where he took more actions.

He has gathered several Hellfire Knights, but they are too destructive and he has no chance to use them for the time being.

He was not deliberately trying to save the victims, it was more like a kind of mental cleanliness.

"I thought you would do whatever it takes to get revenge on society." The faker didn't say whether this was a good idea or not. It seemed that in his eyes, these were just trivial matters. "On December 12, the Holy Infant Society will hold a elixir-granting ceremony at the Hananishiki Winery in Nerima. I need you to do your best to disrupt this ceremony."

Ito has not been idle during this period. He has learned more information about the Holy Infant Society, so after hearing the words of the faker, he felt somewhat insecure.

"I deal with the Holy Child?"

Isn't this really a suicide mission?
The fake one shook his head: "You are no match for him, and you can't even deal with the guardian. But it doesn't matter. I will hold them back for a while so that they can't descend to this plane."

"So, my purpose is just to destroy the ceremony, right? No need to kill anyone?" Ito didn't know what the faker wanted.

"Yes, just destroying it is enough. Granting the elixir is just a small matter. What I want to destroy is the ceremony. Also, the secondary goal is to get the 'Golden Mouth Jade Toad' treasure. By then, it should be on the so-called president."

"Golden Mouth and Jade Toad." Ito murmured again. Just listening to the name, it really sounded like a treasure.

"The Jade-faced Fox and the Ghost-faced Fox will assist you in destroying the ritual. During this period, they will also live in this apartment. When you are ready to leave, just call them." The faker introduced the two women wearing fox masks who had been standing respectfully behind him.

Ito wondered if these two people were really from this world?
"Their tails and ears?"

"They can disguise themselves. Well, this may be helpful to you. The disguise can last for a day, but you cannot actively use the ability, otherwise it will be directly damaged." The faker placed an iron square bracelet on the table. According to his description, it looked like a disposable camouflage prop.

Ito thanked him, then picked up the bracelet. As soon as he touched it, he felt a strange feeling of being connected and knowing its function. "Okay, you two also know that Ito lives here. If you encounter any trouble during this period, you can ask him for help." The faker waved his hand.

The two fox girls touched their fox masks, and after a flash of their figures, two ordinary-looking women dressed normally appeared in the same place.

"As you command, Master Pseudo, we will take our leave now."

"Ah."

The two fox girls slowly left, leaving the fake man and Ito in the room.

Ito asked cautiously, "Are they from the dimension of the false master?"

"No, they are from a dimension I haven't been to either. I guess they were able to travel to your world accidentally because they were relatively weak. I became interested in them, so I took them with me and taught them a few things." The faker made up the story.

No, it shouldn’t be considered fabricated.

These two fox girls are the latest lives created by Shiraishi Kou recently using the [Moth]. They have set up a relatively complete life in their memory, have strong self-control, have experienced great joy and great sorrow, and then accidentally came to this strange world alone. In despair, they met the sister/sister in the same situation, and then encountered a crisis. At the moment of life and death, they were rescued by the fake one.

He has fully utilized the elements of emotions, self-control and death, enough to make a trilogy.

Emotions and self-control are given through memories and personality settings, while the encounter of death is choreographed and directed by Shiraishi Kou after the symbiosis, forcing them to face a near-death experience and then appear to save them, and then they discover with a little surprise that they have awakened new abilities at the same time.

According to the different abilities of the two, the imposter controlled by Bai Shihang gave each of them a [fox mask] made of [forged objects], and gave them the code names Jade-faced Fox and Ghost-faced Fox respectively.

[Fox Mask] Once activated, you can disguise yourself as whatever you want, but the disadvantage is that you cannot use your abilities during the disguise.

After all, he hadn't put much effort into it, and the "memory" occupied by the soul lamp exceeded his expectations. Some of the more powerful props in the plan had not been made, so he tried to save money on other props, and added some restrictions himself to save some more money.

It can be said that a large part of this "stage" for destroying the bestowal of the elixir ceremony is to test how they deal with large-scale situations and whether any special problems will arise.

If there are no problems, he will use the fox girl as a model, expand the number of tests, and compare the mutation data.

By the way, let these extraordinary people fight each other. After all, how can mutation be promoted without some physical communication? Do they really think that harmony brings wealth?

Seeing two beings from different dimensions so casually in the rental house made Ito feel a little unreal.

"This world will only become more and more exciting. Get used to it as soon as possible. From now on, every ordinary morning will be worth celebrating for everyone."

The faker left these words in an ambiguous tone, looked at the thoughtful Ito, and disappeared from the spot.

Ito touched the bracelet with a complicated look.

He interpreted the collapse of order from the hypocrite's words. Is this an inevitable future?

Just above Ito's building is where the two fox girls are temporarily staying. Their mentality is much more relaxed than Ito's.

Among the memories that Bai Shihang fabricated for them, their understanding of this world is relatively basic. The rest is what he taught them after he transformed into a fake person and rescued them.

The results are pretty good. At least they can use basic modern equipment and know how to disguise themselves as "ordinary people". As for language?

It would be quite reasonable to speak Japanese in a place where there are two-dimensional characters like Fox Girl.

After the fox girls carefully confirmed that the house was safe, they took off their masks that could not be seen from the outside and removed their disguises.

Two ordinary-looking housewives turned into two beautiful girls in the blink of an eye.

Jade-faced, beautiful and charming, with a small mole under her right eye that looked like an inverted heart, and many jade ornaments on her body. As soon as she entered the room, she held Ghost-faced's hand and asked to take a bath together.

Ghost Face looked like a cold, stone-like woman who kept people at a distance. Her eyes hated everyone except her own people equally, but faced with her sister's request, she had no choice but to agree.

“No matter how many times I take a shower, it’s still weird that water comes out just by turning on the switch.”

She soaked her face in the bathtub, closed her eyes comfortably, and sighed.

Although this apartment is old and small, it still manages to fit a bathtub in it, which is not uncommon in Japan.

Ghost Face sat in front of the shower head and scrubbed himself with soap. Seeing that his sister had closed her eyes, he secretly tried to blow a few bubbles, but failed.

"The adults said we should get used to it as soon as possible."

"I'm trying to get used to it now. I take a bath every day."

Jade Face was playing with the jade item that he always carried with him when taking a bath. With a flick of his hand, the soap in Ghost Face's hand flew out.

Ghost Face looked at Jade Face expressionlessly, stood up to pick it up, and then the soap flew away for a distance as if it had grown legs.

"Sister, according to adults, your behavior can be called 'childish'."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Yumian asked innocently.

Ghost Face sighed and activated [False Image] to interfere with Jade Face's vision, and successfully picked up the soap.

"Sister, do you think we can never go back?" After soaking for a while, perhaps because it was late at night and there was no one around, Yumian began to feel a little "depressed".

"Why should we go back? Mom and Dad are dead. Those people treated us badly, beating and scolding us. Will we go back hungry every day? Sister, you can't have such thoughts. We promised the adults that he would teach us how to survive. We must be loyal to him in this world, forever."

Speaking of this topic, Ghost Face's expression became serious, although her face could be said to be tense the whole time.

Jade Face held her forehead with her hand: "I was acting. In the time-travel drama I watched yesterday, the characters seemed to be nostalgic for their hometown, so there was this line."

"It's not my hometown that brings me painful memories, it's hell." Ghost Face shook his head.

As if she was afraid that her sister was really sad, she added: "And didn't the adults say that there may be more of our people in this world?"

“Maybe we’ll meet someday, somewhere.”

Jade Face laughed crisply: "Okay, you don't have to comfort me now, I am lucky enough."

Ghost Face became nervous: "Sister, don't say such things. I heard it will bring bad luck."

"Is this what the adults said?" Yumian asked suspiciously.

Ghost Face lowered his head and shook it, not daring to look directly at him.

"I, I wrote this from a novel."

(End of this chapter)