I Became a God in Tokyo

　　 After the initial surprise, Shiraki Jun's mood quickly calmed down.

　　Think about it, it doesn't seem to be unexpected.

　　In ancient times, even if there were no developed means of transportation and convenient communication, no matter how remote, there would be people who believe in Shintoism or Buddhism.

　　 Maybe they haven't been able to get out of their village in their entire lives. They haven't really seen Izumo Taisha Shrine or visited Sensoji Temple...

　　 But they just firmly believe that there must be gods in the world.

　　 Why?

　　 relies on the power of word of mouth.

　　 That is now the 21st century.

　　 It’s not surprising that people can be attracted to believers through more intuitive and persuasive videos.

　　 In that case...

　　 In order to avoid disappointing the worshippers, Shiraki Jun decided to start repairing the shrine.

　　......

　　 Evening.

　　 Tachibana Medical Center, Department of Neurology.

　　 "Lina Chan, the hospital is so boring, I really stayed enough..." In the ward, Yuuri Tori sat by the bed, complaining dissatisfied.

　　 Kunou Rena, who was setting the bouquet on the window sill, turned around and comforted: "Okay, you can bear it again, and you will be discharged tomorrow."

　　 "Tomorrow..." Yuuri Tori sighed and fell into the bed with her head up.

　　 After a while, she tilted her head and said curiously: "I said, Lingnachan."

"Ok?"

　　 "How is your progress with Shiraki Sang?"

　　 "Huh?" Kunou Rena was caught off guard when asked, "Why did you ask this, Yuri-chan?"

　　 "It's just being a friend to care about you." Yuri Tori's eyes twinkled, almost writing the word gossip on her face.

　　 "In fact, there is no progress..." Kunou Rena hesitated for a while, and then added, "However, we had a chat recently."

　　 "Chat? What did you talk about? Who mentioned it first? How long did you talk about? Has anyone else seen it?" Yuri Tori asked unwillingly.

　　 "......"

　　 "Lina sauce?"

　　 "Well, Yuri-chan, don't ask so much, you should rest quickly!" Kunou Rena flushed, and she hurriedly picked up her backpack, "I'll go back first!"

　　 "Hey? Tell me a little bit..." Yuuri Kotori was full of regret.

　　 "I'll talk about these after you leave the hospital!"

　　 "I'm leaving, take a break early!"

　　 Click.

　　 Kunou Rena gently closed the door of the ward.

　　 Before turning around, there was a slightly smiling voice behind him.

　　 "Little girl, do you want to go back now?"

　　 Kunou Rena turned to look.

　　The speaker is wearing a white lab coat and is looking at him with a smile on his face.

　　 is the director of the neurology department, straightforward.

　　 Seeing that it was a straight person, Kunou Rena politely greeted him: "Good evening, Doctor Level."

　　 "Good evening." The level Naoto walked to Kunou Rena with his back, and said with emotion, "It's good to be young. There are some things that you can't talk about after you get older."

　　 "Old, I'm really old."

　　 Kunou Rena was taken aback, she looked at the straightforward person's expression with no deep meaning, and couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that... you heard it all?"

　　 "Otherwise, you didn't close the door when you were chatting." The straight man joked, "You can't let the old man who visits the ward cover his ears and walk, right?"

　　 Looking at Kunou Rena's cramped look, the straight person suddenly laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

　　 After that, he leaned forward and whispered quietly.

　　 "But girl, sometimes if you don't hurry, chances will slip away."

　　 Kunou Rena's face was a little hot: "I..."

　　 "It's just a piece of advice from people who come here, don't take it too seriously." The straight person smiled and waved his hand.

　　 He stretched out his right hand, patted Kunou Rena on the shoulder, and encouraged: "I am very optimistic about you."

　　 "Try hard!"

　　 Kunou Rena just reacted, a little shy, and a little determined nodded.

　　 She bowed.

　　 "Doctor of that level, I'll leave first."

　　The straight man smiled and waved goodbye: "Well, pay attention to safety on the road."

　　 "Yeah." Kunou Rena took a few steps, then turned around after thinking about it, and said shyly, "Doctor Level, you are actually not old."

　　 "You have a very young heart."

　　 The level straight man was taken aback, watching Kunou Rena walk into the elevator.

　　 Until the elevator door closed, he slowly lowered his hand.

　　 "Young heart...?"

　　 The straight man murmured, as if he was reminiscing something, and reached out his hand to touch his left chest.

　　 suddenly chuckled.

　　 "I said...really right."

　　 "The original owner of this heart is indeed very young."

　　 People come and go in the corridor, but the straight people stand in place.

　　He spread his right hand slowly.

　　 In the palm of his hand, there is a bulging guard, embroidered with the golden word "Tianji" on the bag.

　　 "Finally... finally got it!"

　　 The level straight person looked at the defensive in his hand, his eyes became more excited and trembling.

　　 In the end, he even laughed unscrupulously.

　　 With this crazy laugh--

　　 His clothes, hair, and skin all fell off as if festering.

　　 until the white bones and various organs that seem to be put together on the skeleton and put together.

　　 is like a human specimen in an anatomy room.

　　 Despite such a terrible scene.

　　 But the people passing by him in the corridor turned a blind eye to it, as if he didn't exist at all.

　　 And the straight person is not surprised, he took out his cell phone from between the bones and called a certain number.

　　 "Hello?" After the phone was connected, there was a sore sound from the other end of the phone.

　　 "Listen to me, I got that magical tool!" The straight man spoke quickly.

　　 The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously taken aback.

　　 "Bone Man, what you said is true?"

　　 "The magical artifact is in my hand now, can it be fake?" The bone man greedily stared at the guard in his hand.

　　 According to his plan, the few little girls who had been sent that day should be easily cursed by him.

　　 While absorbing the essence, he can also replace himself with new organs and bodies...

　　 What he didn't expect was that the spell was broken by such a guard.

　　 Shinto device.

　　 Only Shinto Tools can do it.

　　 At that time, he concluded that the demon brought by Rena Kunou must be a magical artifact!

　　 Thinking of this, the bone man feels a little bit resentful.

　　 Without these godly tools provided by the **** soul-eliminating union, how could these fragile human beings themselves ~www.NovelMTL.com~ have reproduced and continued to grow?

　　 It is these divine tools that enable humans who were originally small enough to be vulnerable to have the ability to compete with themselves directly!

　　 But now, times have changed!

　　The magical tools, the man of his bones also has it!

　　 As long as you have mastered it, as long as you don't provoke those old things in this area of ​​Tokyo, don't you walk sideways!

　　 The man with bones couldn't help squinting his eyes.

　　 seems to have smelled the smell of blood everywhere and the scent of rotten flesh.

　　 "Bone Man, don't be stunned, let's see what kind of magical artifact it is!" the voice over the phone kept urging.

　　 "Don't worry, try now."

　　 The bone man stared at the defensive man in his hand.

　　 In his line of sight, Yushou slowly floated up.

　　 shook slightly, and the string tied to the port automatically untied, revealing a small dark hole inside.

　　 The bone man couldn't help but waited with bated breath.

　　 For a long time, nothing happened.

　　 "How is it?" the voice on the other side of the phone asked urgently.

　　 "It's a bit weird, let me see again..."

　　 The bone man leaned up in doubt, leaned down, and looked inside the guard.

　　 But he hasn't waited for him to see the specific situation in Gomori.

　　 In Omori, a small pink hand that was round and round like a baby suddenly appeared.

　　 A few centimeters away, silver light emerged from the palm of his hand.

　　 At the moment the silver light appeared, the bones of the man's eyes were round and almost fell from his eye socket.

　　 With a flash of silver light, the figure of the bone man turned into a black skeleton.

　　 then turned into fly ash and passed away with the wind.

　　 The phone fell to the ground.

　　 "Hey, the man of bone, hello?"