Chapter 4

Tokyo has been very chaotic lately.

The members of Homura are missing, and the clues are a sorcerer and a guy who calls himself the Colorless King. As a result, the photos of the three people are posted all over the city.

Homura, who wants to find a member, and the Gojo family, which has lost its future head of the family, are trying every means to search every corner of Tokyo.

However, the more chaotic the situation, the more opportunities there are. The best at hiding in the city are definitely not humans, but the various small animals living in the corners of the city. As pets that have not been completely tamed by humans, stray cats also have strong survival abilities after wandering.

When seeing docile stray cats meowing around their feet, many people will stop and feed them. Toushu Duoliang is one of those who is keen on feeding them.

The young man who went to the park to feed the fish on time every week watched his favorite calico cat accurately catch the small fish in the river, and then called him over with a sweet voice.

Juzuka Tadara, who was taken care of by a cat, smiled gently: "It's okay, I'm not hungry."

As if to slap him in the face, his stomach made a growling sound. The calico cat tilted his head, wondering why the human opposite him said one thing and meant another.

"I'm sorry, but this is not food I can eat." Rubbing the calico cat's head, Tosugatsu Tadoroki lay down on the river bank.

Edible food fell from the sky and hit Tosugatsu Tadokoro accurately in the face.

The boy with cat ears and two tails squatted on the river bank, holding another bag of snacks in his hands.

After spending a few days together, Jusu Tadara had a general understanding of the boy's personality. After thanking him softly, he opened the snack bag and started eating.

After eating, Jutsu Tadashi said, "When will you let me go? Everyone in Homura must be very anxious now."

The cat-eared boy didn't answer, just blinked and shook his head.

Jutsu Dodora suddenly felt a little powerless. He had plenty of experience in dealing with children, so he knew that stubborn and autistic children were, to some extent, the most difficult to deal with.

There was no way he could escape. He was being controlled and had no autonomy over his body. Even if the boy left occasionally, the group of stray cats following him would be like supervisors, calling their owners over if he made any move.

Ever since he was dragged into the shadows on the rooftop last time, Jutsu Tadara had been forced to follow this boy. Whether it was a quiet alley or a busy street, he followed the boy automatically like a mouse controlled by a magic flute. He also saw the missing person notices posted by Houmaira several times to find him, and even ran into everyone from the Red Group.

But no one noticed his presence, just like invisible air. Also, because he was always moving, he rarely stopped, so this was the first time that Jutsu Tadara had the opportunity to talk to him.

Just as he guessed, the boy had no intention of hurting him. He took him around the city, and every step seemed to be planned in advance. What was he looking for?

"Then you should at least tell me your name? It's very rude to say nothing." Lying flat on the grass and shielding his eyes from the falling sunlight with the back of his hand, Tosushu Duoduoliang no longer had any hope of communication.

Unexpectedly, this time the boy actually responded to him, with a voice that matched his innocent and harmless appearance.

"Tokyo, you can call me Tokyo."

"Is this a code name?" Jusu Tadara laughed out loud and wanted to say a few more words using the name, but the boy ignored him.

Tokyo looks like a kid who is no older than fifteen years old. When he tries hard to keep a straight face and doesn't show any expression, it just makes people want to rub his head.

The system was beating its chest in its mind, complaining that Shinichi Hirin didn't make good use of his appearance.

[How come you are such a cute kid and you are playing the role of an autistic child? Talk to Duo Duoliang more, maybe you can turn him over. ]

Hinawa Shinichi didn't take it seriously: "Do you think he's so easy to fool?"

The system is not convinced: [Jushu Tadara of Houmaru is the kindest of the Red Team. If you play a pitiful role to him, you might be able to get a few more people to help you. ]

Kind? Shinichi Hinawa didn't think so. After all, Homura was a violent group in the eyes of the government. Even if they looked harmless, Jutsu Tadara's kindness would not be directed at their enemies.

Even if Jutsu Tadoroki was convinced by him, when he returned, there were many smart people around him, and Hinawa Shinichi didn't want his plan to fail at the very beginning. The more he said, the more mistakes he made. He left some guesses, and the rest was up to them to figure out.

By the time I finished my snack, the midday sun had already moved to the west for a while, and the system sent another prompt.

[The group you are looking for has arrived in Ginza. ]

Hinawa Shinichi lowered his eyes. This was the reason why he kidnapped Juzuka Tadara——

The fabricated urban consciousness will certainly cause a lot of speculation, and his vest itself cannot withstand any in-depth investigation. True lies are the most difficult to overturn. There is such a thing in this world that turns fantasy into reality.

【Book】

As long as you write a complete story, it can become a reality. Something that is almost equivalent to a wishing machine is naturally fought over by all parties. In the fight, the complete book was scattered into pages, some of which were preserved by the government, some were lost, and some were unknown to the public.

As for this part, no one knows it better than Shinichi Hirin who owns the system. Although the system is no longer clear about the direction of things after entering this world, the plot of the Son of the World before that is very clear to everyone.

In these plots, there happened to be a copy of the "Book" that the Son of the World missed. And it was a "Book" that no one knew about.

"You can go now."

The sudden sound made Jushu Tadara stunned for a moment, and he stood up subconsciously, but the boy in front of him did not move. Jushu Tadara, 22 years old this year, was much taller than the boy. When he stood up, because of the angle, his slanting shadow just completely covered the boy.

The impression of being pulled into the shadow that night was too deep, and Jutsu Tadara wanted to step back with a bad premonition. But the incident happened too quickly, and the boy's figure quickly melted into his shadow like melting ink, and at the same time, a familiar feeling came over him.

As if being controlled by invisible threads, Juusu Tadara's body moved involuntarily.

It is said that the flower-growing family has a unique kind of drama, where people manipulate wooden puppets to perform vivid performances. Jutsu Tadara felt that he was now that wooden puppet, being manipulated to perform actions that he could never normally perform.

Children like this who have no respect for others and only do what they want are the most difficult to deal with. Shishu Duoduoliang sighed helplessly, and felt that the cutest child in the world was indeed his own Anna.

After leaping across the gap in the building, Jutsu Tadara felt that he still needed to communicate: "Tokyo, right? What exactly are you going to do? Tell me so I can cooperate with you."

The boy who merged into his shadow responded: "I'm going to a place where there is a gift."

"Gift?" Shishu Duoduoliang suddenly felt it was ridiculous. Could this gift be for him?

The boy's answer in the next second made his eyes sharp instantly -

"The Red King's sword won't hold out for much longer, right?" It was clearly a question but was said in a declarative tone. It was a secret that only a few people in the Houmuro knew, but it sounded very certain in the boy's mouth.

The gentle young man took several seconds to calm his turbulent heartbeat: "What gift are you talking about?"

"A kind of crystal, you can call it white crystal, it has a certain relationship with the ■Les Slate. If given to the Red King, it can cure his uncontrolled power. But if it is taken away today, it will probably be used to develop an elixir of immortality."

It was rare for the boy to say so many words at once. If he wanted to harm the Red King, he would not use this method. Besides, Zun's sword really needed this gift. After thinking for a while, Jushu Duoduoliang asked again: "So what is your purpose?"

This time the boy did not answer him immediately. After a long silence, the boy said in a sighing tone: "I just don't want another Kagudu crater in Tokyo."

Being in Ginza, the most prosperous area in Tokyo, means there are a lot of people, and where there are a lot of people, some shady things are likely to happen.

"This is a bar run by an international terrorist organization that uses the name of a drink as a code name for transactions. We need to go deeper, enter their dark room, interrupt their transactions, and take away the items they are trading."

After easily killing the armed men at the back door with close combat, the gentle young man who was not good at fighting looked at his hands in disbelief. Could it be that he had other talents that had not been discovered?

"Where am I now?"

The boy cleared up the young man's doubts: "Under my control, I can exploit your physical abilities to the fullest extent. However, it would be impossible for you to do the same thing on your own."

Jutsu Tadoroki chuckled: "Will this cause any harm to my body?" It sounds like squeezing one's potential to the limit will not have good results, but if that "gift" really exists, he is not afraid of any consequences.

"You will probably be so sore the next day that you won't be able to get out of bed." Maybe he felt guilty, but the boy said, "I've never lost when playing arcade games, so I won't hurt your body."

As if to confirm his drawing, the man who had just climbed into the ventilation duct jumped down from the square window, and his long legs just happened to lock the neck of a big man below him. He just twisted in one direction, and the sound of bone cracking made the man below him unable to move. At the same time, while sliding down, Jutsu Tadara saw his hand pull out the wooden gun of the man below him, and without a pause, the bullet ejected and left a clear bloody hole on the forehead of another big man in a suit.

The splattered blood inevitably dyed a section of Shibuta Duoliang's white shirt red. Now he believed that what the boy said about being good at the game was true, and he even treated these people as a game and showed no mercy.

"Can't we hide now?" Jutsu Tadara's idea was simple. As a member of Onumura who was not good at fighting, it would be best if he could resolve this matter quietly.

The boy's answer was also cruel: "No. I used my shadow to wrap you up before, so you have never been discovered. Now I am in your shadow."

The city consciousness is hard to be discovered, so the shadow is also a part of the city consciousness, and of course it will not be seen. Tokyo happened to have the ability to control the shadow, so he took a trick.

"Can't you go over and get the thing, then hand it to me?" Jishu Duoduoliang wanted to struggle again.

"No, you will forget my existence after being separated from me for a certain period of time. Besides, I am very weak now. If I am discovered, I will not be able to escape." The stealth ability of the city consciousness is actually just a low sense of presence, which does not mean that it cannot be discovered by machines. Besides, with the current Tokyo, it is not good at this kind of task at all, so it is more convenient to have a tool person.

Hinawa Shinichi didn't want to argue with Jusuke Tadashi on this topic, so he ended the topic immediately: "Focus. If your body resists, it will be inconvenient for me to operate."

(End of this chapter)