Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Holding the sword hilt, the restless Kanbara Hito finally stabilized his mind.

A familiar force hit the body.

He took a few long breaths, and the turbid air rushed out of his nasal cavity. This strong breathing ability was completely different from the delicate appearance of his eyes.

Although he had just woken up, the ups and downs of his chest showed that Feixiang Kanbara's body was far superior to ordinary people at the moment. It was an exaggeration to kill a cow with one punch, but it was not a problem to kill an adult.

During the monitoring at the base, the pupil changes and breathing rate of Feixiang Shenyuan were all recorded one by one. The collected information had to be analyzed professionally, analyzing Feixiang Shenyuan's mental state from the conscious or unconscious body movements.

The rapid breathing rate is emotional tension, and the eye movement can reveal how restless the mind is. Long-term coma and deep sleep have caused Shen Yuan's muscles to shrink slightly, but without the most sophisticated instruments, even the atrophied muscles cannot be found.

Supernatural existence is a powerful bomb, and emotions and psychology are the fuse of the bomb. Not every extraordinary existence is as "obedient" as Takeo Moribe.

Otherwise, what kind of tragedies would be caused by the supernatural emotions, and the destruction in the base is still vivid.

"Mr. Kanbara, do you remember what happened before the coma?"

Pushing down his glasses, Feisho Kanbara narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking about what happened before he passed out: "Remember clearly, I fought with Takahashi, and was... defeated, so I have been in a coma until now? Is that right? "

At the end of the last sentence, Feishou Kanbara said in a slightly skeptical tone that when a person is unconscious by external force, even the memory of a few minutes before the incident will be fragmented, and Kanbara really wants to know how long he has been in a coma.

"Yes, you are unconscious..."

In the brightly lit room, the shadows of objects were illuminated by light on the ground, and the darkness was extremely clear.

Shadow is the object that human beings touch most often, but it is also the most indescribable. As long as there is light, there will be shadows produced by objects.

Shadow, sleep, and death, these three things always seem to be involved together, attract each other, and have common attributes.

"Wait a minute!" Looking at the shadow on the ground, Feixiang Shenyuan came to his senses and shouted, "I have important clues about Takahashi's poor ability!"

"In addition to feathers, there are shadows!"

The recorder raised his head and nodded heavily.

After listening to Shen Yuan Feixiang's narration, the relevant experts in the base looked at each other in blank amazement.

A few experts rubbed their heads, please show some face to the earth sciences about these supernatural beings, what are these messy abilities all about.

"After Takahashi's poor shadow is connected with other people, he can control the other person's movements."

An expert immediately turned to a piece of information in Takahashi's poor file, Fukuchi Nanase.

"Fukuji Nanase, poor Takahashi's same grader, is also the chief culprit of poor Takahashi's campus violence, and the handprint of himself strangling himself appeared on the corpse. The initial judgment is that poor Takahashi used illusion to control the other party to commit suicide. "

"It doesn't look like an illusion. Takahashi is pitifully controlling Fukuji Nanase with shadows, and using shadows to connect shadows to manipulate. This kind of magical thing can be done." The amazed expert tapped his palm, "So The teleportation that Takahashi Poor once displayed may be due to the power of shadows..."

A group of experts brainstormed, analyzing Takahashi's poor ability.

This kind of ability that no one had expected, for the first time without knowing it, almost defeated Shen Yuanfei. In the corridor that he thought was his home, he was caught off guard and collided with Takahashi pitifully, and was severely pitted by the opponent's shadow. Bundle.

A group of experts were left scratching their heads, clutching the neatly placed demon knives, and a smile appeared on Shen Yuan's face again.

The moment the palm of the hand touched the hilt of the sword, blood vessels gushed out of the right arm, and a shocking sword intent erupted.

Holding the demon sword, Shen Yuan Feixiang's eyes were wide open, and all the strength of his body and mind was poured into the palm of his hand.

"Master Divine Sword."

[Boy, I thought you were dead, tsk. 】

[The ability is not good, but the life is quite big. 】

Kanbara Feixiang didn't care about the seemingly insidious ridicule of the magic sword. Everything he can enjoy now comes from the magic sword, so no matter how much he is ridiculed, as long as he can maintain his status.

"I will try my best to survive, Master Shendao." Feixiang Kanbara showed a simple smile.

A long sword aura emanated from the front of Shen Yuan's body, pushed and cut the ground, and exploded on the target dozens of meters away.

Under the diffuse dust, Kanbara Feixiang pushed his glasses in satisfaction.

………………

Kinki area, Kyoto Prefecture.

Under the clear sky, Takeo Moribe stood on the streets of Kyoto.

His ordinary face seems to have a magic spell, it does not have any special features that shine on TV, and he will not be recognized when he wears black glasses and walks on the street. If he can be recognized, Moribu Takeo, on the other hand, would happily sign for others.

Turning back from the Inari Shrine in Fushimi District, Moribe’s heart was beating a small drum silently. The countless foxes in the Inari Taisha Shrine made him dazzled, his mind was disturbed, and his pointed face was almost the deepest nightmare in his heart.

The Ministry of Defense does not even know what kind of mentality he has to come here, whether it is awe of the fox demon, or he is uneasy about the investigation of Mt. Lose all.

Although the fox demon has not shown any harmful behavior to human beings so far, as long as he thinks of the source of this power—the fox demon's body sealed in Mount Fuji, Takeo Moribe feels as if the chain of death is entangled in himself and the people around him. body.

Some people can tie bombs to threaten innocent passers-by, but the guards would rather detonate their own bombs in a place where no one is around.

People came and went, shoulder to shoulder, no one noticed the complicated thoughts in Takeo Moribe's heart, so complicated that he almost burned his whole body to death.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shoubu raised his head and realized that he had entered a residential area.

There are not many pedestrians in the residential area, and there are small farmlands interspersed between the houses, where fruits and vegetables are grown. From this point of view, the islanders and the Chinese have a little similarity in the taste of the fields.

"Shit, shit."

A man carrying something was cursing and walking on the street. If Takeo Moribe hadn't reacted quickly, he might have bumped into him head-on.

But just like that, the man on the opposite side seemed to be frightened, turned his head and cursed at the guard, and continued to walk forward sullenly.

Frowning, Shoubu didn't come forward to argue, he was originally unwilling to quarrel with others, let alone in a high position now, if he quarreled with others again, it would not be a good thing for the other party.

There are such grumpy guys everywhere, and more than half of the anger and grumpiness come from their own incompetence.