Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Tokyo, Setagaya Ward.

A group of people with political ideals and ambitions gathered together. These old men were still wounded. Last night, the gust of wind like a knife attacked the people around them indiscriminately. If Xiao Q was even slightly murderous, let alone old men , a small block will be turned into a hell on earth by the wind.

After going to the hospital for bandaging, these old men became lively again, describing what happened last night with others in groups of three or four. The grotesque, coupled with the memories of drunkenness, sounds like the imagination of a drunkard.

But looking at the unanimous description of this group of people, as well as the cut wounds on their bodies, there is no reason for others to believe it.

And when they looked at the handsome monk again, there was only worship in the eyes of everyone, as if they were seeing gods and Buddhas.

No matter which old man tells the story, the monk is a key role in it.

"There must be a Buddha living in the master's body, and evil spirits cannot invade."

The content of the tea party was originally to discuss organizational activities, but the central topic has changed. Speaking of which, not all of these elderly people have political ambitions. Many people just get together with their peers because they are afraid of being lonely in old age.

And a good political group seems to be developing in another way, and monks can't afford these adoring eyes.

If I really memorized the setting of the Buddha's reincarnation, wouldn't that be insulting the gods and Buddhas in the sky? This is disrespect to gods and Buddhas.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, the monk didn't know whether he should defend himself now or not.

Out of fear of getting darker and darker, the monk was cautious and did not dare to say too much, but in the eyes of others, it was an unfathomable performance.

A tea party turns into a rainbow fart party praising monks.

"Eh."

When I went back to the rental house and opened the medicine box, I thought of the old people's rainbow fart monk with a headache.

This old-fashioned apartment is rented by an old layman to a monk for free. The other person is an old man from Hokuriku. He is kind-hearted and devout. Of course, the most important thing is to live a rich life. This one is not bad. The rent of the house.

"hiss."

The bandage was torn off to reveal the wound, and the monk grinned in pain.

The pain caused by splitting nails is much more severe than cutting a wound on the skin. Even just lightly applying medicine to the wound can stimulate the brain to tingle.

"When did the night in Tokyo become so terrifying? Could it be that this kind of monster is attacking homeless people?" The monk wiped the sweat from his forehead, recalling the scene of last night with pain, "If they are preyed by this kind of monster, they will die before they die." What fear and pain I must have gone through."

What worries the monk the most is the government's movements. He knows that there should be an intelligence agency monitoring him, but the government has no response to the monsters appearing on the street, or the government has already known the truth about the disappearance of the homeless man? There is nothing worse than this.

The small room is very humid. Even though it is no longer stuffy since autumn, it is still unavoidable to feel uncomfortable after staying for a long time.

There are spiders weaving webs in the corner of the wall, and flying insects flapping their fans not far away. The spiders quietly weave traps, methodically waiting for the prey to come to the door automatically. After countless years of competition, the earth has evolved a variety of strange hunting methods.

But the spider soon became restless, it felt that there were many uninvited guests in its trap.

"Squeak."

Little black bug.

Many black worms suddenly appeared on the wall and climbed onto the spider web.

The small black worms that can be easily stuck by the spider web do not pose any threat, but the number of small black worms seen by the multiple compound eyes is so large that the spider doubts itself. One black worm is stuck, followed by another, Countless black worms stepped on the corpses of the same kind and kept moving forward, completing the set goal without emotion.

Even among the icy insects and arthropods, the ruthlessness of this group of black creatures has reached a new level.

The biological instinct warns the spiders that these black bugs are not to be messed with.

Straightforwardly, he shot spider silk from his butt to hang himself, and the spider from his heart swiftly swung to the ground.

But there are still a lot of black worms on the ground!

"Um?"

The monk also noticed the many black bugs on the ground, just like there is a piece of candy on the floor of the room, attracting the bugs to come one after another.

There are so many bugs... You need to pay more attention in your life, so as not to accidentally trample and kill these little creatures.

"horizontal?"

Left wood and right yellow.

But the black worms on the ground suddenly undergone a wonderful change. They are connected end to end to form Chinese characters with complex and beautiful strokes.

Yokosuka.

The words assembled by the black insects jumped into the eyes of the monk. He didn't care to think about the wonders of these insects any longer.

It's like a bug book.

In ancient times, such a miracle was enough to gather a peasant uprising.

"tramp……"

"……experiment"

"the truth……"

The worm book pieced together the complete information, and all of it was stored in the monk's mind.

The monk clenched his fists tightly, and the cracked nails fell off completely under the force.

The black worms on the ground spread out after revealing the 'truth' in front of the monk, as if the worm book just now was just an illusion presented by the eyes.

The monk put his hands on the ground, bent down and pressed his face to the ground and asked, "Who are you?"

But Hei Chong ignored the monk's words, and walked towards the same place under the command of the 'center'.

The direction the black worm was heading was the stove that the monk had just turned on, and the simple meal tonight was still stewed in the pot.

"Squeak."

The bugs rushed to the fire one after another, and died in the sea of ​​flames in the blink of an eye. One bug was insignificant, but the burst juice from the clusters of bugs almost extinguished the fire.

"What's going on?"

Even if it is a tiny bug, this scene of dying together has aroused goosebumps all over the monk.

But the monk's mind was in a mess now, and he didn't think of stopping this tragic behavior for a while.

It doesn't matter who is manipulating the black bug behind the scenes, and it doesn't matter how he knows his identity. What matters is whether the news is true or not?

It took such a lot of trouble to remind himself, and he said it so clearly, Monk didn't think that any extraordinary being would be so idle and prank. As for reminding himself out of good intentions, or what kind of conspiracy is hidden, these are not important.

The important thing is that if the information is true, how much filth is hidden in this world.

"Are you in Kanagawa..."

The pot on the stove was already boiling, and the cooked food in it was about to overflow.

"squeak!!"

The liquefied water vapor and oil lifted the lid of the pot and flowed down the outer wall, completely extinguishing the fire, but the collective suicide of the black worms has been completed, and there is not even fly ash left. not on.

"Ding dong!!"

Amidst the sharp whistle of steam, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Ding dong!!!"

Under the attack of two sharp voices, the monk recovered from the darkness and stood up abruptly from the ground.

"Hello……"

Pushing open the door, a group of government officials stood in the aisle.

"Hello." Shimoshima Kiyomi cut to the point, "We are the staff of the Supernatural Department."

The staff of the Supernatural Hall put their hands in front of them, with smiles on their faces, as amiable as a salesperson in a good shopping mall, rather than a violent institution representing the will of the state.

On the side, there is the star staff Shirata Yuki who frequently appeared on TV: "Hello, master! I am Shirata Yuki, the one who often appears on TV programs!"

After finishing speaking, Shirata Yuki showed her snow-white teeth, and the smile on her face was almost sweet.

………………

"I'm so pissed off!" Bai Tian Youki sat in the back of the car sullenly, with a mechanized smile on her face throughout the room, "Why is this big monk so bad-tempered?"

With the character of the monk, of course, there is no anger, but the cold face has not melted from the beginning to the end, and he is not willing to accept the government's "recruitment", stubborn like a certain kind of animal that did not exist in the ancient island country.

The hot face was put on the cold butt, and he fed the dog with enthusiasm.

It seems that they are salesmen standing on the side of the road to buy and sell, and what they sell are non-stick pans and cutting boards.

And any normal citizen would be terrified when he heard the visit from the Supernatural Hall, and couldn't help himself.

"This is different from your personality on TV." Shimoshima Kiyomi didn't care, her heart had already been hardened by complicated work.

If you can recruit Chaofan with just a few words, then you can simply recruit the positions in the Supernatural Department from the Osaka Aunts.

"Chairman, there are scripts on TV, I'm not that kind of silly and sweet character." Shirata Yuki still used to call Shimoshima Kiyomi as the section chief.

Those variety shows are really stupid, let me meet passers-by by chance, and simulate how I will react when I suddenly meet Chaofan, but such scripts are still very popular, and I am making great strides towards the route of super popular public figures develop.

Shirata Yuki has a very clear understanding of herself, she deserves to be the power of the country, and it is not easy to make someone famous.

"Let's report it up. Our first contact failed. It seems that he has no intention of cooperating with us at all... Is it because he has naturally hated the government since before, or has something happened recently?"

According to the analysis from the data, the monk is just a single-minded fool, and the attack on the Imperial Palace is just a natural move, not a real opponent who wholeheartedly hates the government, but today's reaction is really strange.

Anyway, the disgust he showed towards his group was too much.

He didn't even take out the basic tea to entertain his group.

Facing the gloomy face of the monk, Shimoshima Kiyomi felt a little panic in her heart. The monk was very likely to be extraordinary, and if she angered the other party, she and the others would die instantly.

Fortunately, although the other party's mood was wrong, he didn't do anything crazy. After all, he was more or less a Buddhist, and his personality was not too perverse and violent.

"Chairman, your phone number."

Shimoshima Kiyomi was thinking about things, but she didn't realize that the phone in her pocket was ringing. Under Bai Tian's reminder, she picked up the phone, frowning so much that she could strangle and kill a little mouse.

"My grandson Liang?"

There must be a second update in the second half of the night