I Became a God in Tokyo

Tokyo, Shinjuku.

Under the night, the flashing neon lights urge people returning late to speed up their pace of going home, and the shops on both sides have basically closed their doors.

Bai Mujun stopped in front of one of the shops that was still open.

The lettering on the billboard in front of the door is eye-catching.

Thirty minutes/150 yen

Store name, Mitsui Manga Cafe.

Although the name sounds rather high-end, but Bai Mujun, who has traveled for a while and is used to the neon life, knows that this kind of shop was usually called Internet cafe in the previous Chinese dynasty.

However, the infrastructure of Neon Internet cafes is relatively complete, and food, accommodation, and even showers can be solved here.

Thanks to the relatively low price, one or two thousand yen can be settled for one night, and many people who have nowhere to go will choose to stay overnight here.

Bai Mujun walked into the store.

On the left, a middle-aged man in his forties sat behind the dark brown counter and dozed off.

Hearing the notification sound of entering the door, he subconsciously raised his head and shouted Welcome in a daze.

Bai Mujun stepped forward and saluted.

I am the priest of Tianji Shrine, and I have an appointment with Mr. Mitsui. Is he there?

Ah, I am.

The middle-aged man replied subconsciously, he was a little surprised when he looked at the polite and handsome young man in front of him.

So, you are Priest Baimu?

Yes. Bai Mujun nodded.

Mitsui Yuta stared blankly at Bai Mujun.

Why is this Baimu priest so young?

It also looks too unreliable!

Not only did he not even have the basic attire of a priest, royal coins, but he didn't even bring any equipment for exorcism. He looked like a student who secretly came to the Internet without telling his family!

Is it a liar?

In addition to doubts, Mitsui Yuta said worriedly.

I said Priest Shiraki, don't think I'm joking with you. The things to deal with this time are genuine. You'd better go back to the shrine and invite some priests with powerful magic power to come forward.

Looking at Mitsui Yuta's distrustful expression, Shiraki Toshi also understood somewhat.

Yuta Mitsui is not the first employer to say this.

After all, his current image is still a high school student.

Although he looks very good, it doesn't help him increase his prestige. On the contrary, he feels more like relying on his face for food.

Bai Mujun smiled slightly, and explained to Mitsui Yuta very patiently.

Mr. Mitsui, you have to know that the exorcism of Shintoism is not based on age, but on the devotion to the gods and the relationship with the gods.

Although I am young, I have a really good relationship with the gods.

Of course, if it's really beyond my ability, I won't try to be brave, so don't worry about that.

Bai Mujun is quite confident.

He also has the confidence to say this.

Since his debut, he has won consecutive battles and has never failed.

The small goal of Hundred Ghosts Slashing that was set at the beginning has already been achieved.

Of course, Bai Mujun knew that this had something to do with the little ghosts he exorcised.

Even so, he felt he had two brushes.

Regarding this exorcism, he already has some certainty in his heart.

After all, if it is a powerful ghost, it is impossible for Mitsui Yuta to escape from its palm.

Probably another little ghost.

However, little ghosts can't be taken lightly, and Bai Mujun is also very clear about the lesson of capsizing in the gutter.

Seeing Mitsui Yuta's expression, Bai Mujun quickly added.

If the exorcism effect is not good, the reward of 8,000 yen will naturally not be taken.

Please tell me the details.

Having said this, Mitsui Yuta didn't want to say much, he took a sip of the wolfberry water on the stage, and then began to describe his experience.

On Tuesday, Mitsui Yuta returned to his home after handing over to the night shift clerk as usual.

Because there was rain in the forecast, he even took an umbrella on purpose,

When passing through an everyday alley on the way, he suddenly heard a dull pounding sound behind him, followed by a wailing sound.

Mitsui Yuta was startled, turned around, and saw an old man lying on the ground not far away, as if injured.

Mitsui Yuta was about to rush over to check the situation, but he stopped abruptly and stood on the spot.

It was exactly midnight.

Heavy rain is forecast tonight, the ground covered by dark clouds is pitch black, and even puddles on the road cannot be distinguished.

There are no street lights in the alleys, and you can't see your fingers.

How did you see that person clearly?

Mitsui Yuta's back suddenly burst into dense cold sweat. Instead of stepping forward, he immediately turned around with a stride. In his panic, he fell in the mud, but he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, rolled and stood up, and ran desperately out of the alley.

The old man was left far behind by him, but he only felt that his neck was getting colder and colder, as if someone was lying on his back, and the cold wind was blowing from his teeth.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Yuta Mitsui staggered out of the alley.

Then he ran all the way, returned to his home, immediately slammed the door and locked it.

Mitsui Yuta breathed a sigh of relief at home as usual, and recovered himself.

He thought to himself.

I am too sensitive, I was just scaring myself just now, maybe there is really an old man who needs help.

Mitsui Yuta took off his coat while thinking, and threw it into the washing machine to wash.

Before throwing the clothes in, Mitsui Yuta glanced unintentionally, his face turned pale instantly.

The jacket is very clean, no mud stains.

But on the shoulders, there was a pair of blood-red handprints, rubbed into the fabric of the clothes.

Looking at Mitsui Yuta in front of him, Bai Mujun already had a conclusion in his heart.

Soulless.

People who were under too much pressure during life, if they leave with a depressed state of mind when they die, they are most likely to breed such ghosts.

This kind of spirit feeds on the essence of living people, and it will turn into an old and weak image to ask for help from passing people. If the passing person really helps, it will possess itself and absorb the essence of the host.

A vigorous host can last for a while longer, while a frail host will often faint on the spot.

However, Mr. Mitsui was not possessed, he should have just been affected.

Looking at Bai Mujun who was lost in thought, Mitsui Yuta tentatively said.

Priest Baimu, can you get rid of this kind of thing? Why don't you contact the shrine and send more people over?

He hasn't given up on the idea of ​​letting Bai Mujun go back to Tianji Shrine and come back with another priest.

Bai Mujun comforted Mitsui Yuta a few words, saying that this is still within his professional ability, so there is no need to worry.

and

A shrine with only one clergyman, who else can replace it?

Are we going to let our gods end in person?

It's not impossible.

But the appearance fee is probably a little higher.

At least 10,000 yen.

Mitsui Yuta opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

After all, he still didn't trust the little priest very much.

Bai Mujun looked up at his watch.

Nine thirty in the evening.

Mr. Mitsui, when did you walk into that alley?

I think it's 12:40 when I get home, and it's about 12:30 when I walk into the alley.

Then I'll leave then. Bai Mujun pointed to the public rest area in the store, and asked modestly, Mr. Mitsui, is it convenient for me to stay here for a while?

How can I do that, it's too inconsiderate. Mitsui Yuta said politely, he opened the drawer, selected a card and handed it to Bai Mujun, If Priest Shiraki doesn't mind, go to the private room and take a rest.

He secretly observed Bai Mujun's reaction.

This is a little test by Yuta Mitsui.

When it comes to neon manga cafes, apart from the low price, the biggest feature is the complete range of resources

This, I understand everything.

Come to think of it, decent priests should all reject it, right?

Bai Mujun didn't think much about it.

It's good to have a place to stay before work, it doesn't matter if it's a private room or a lobby.

He took it and nodded his thanks, Then Mr. Mitsui is bothering you.

Oh, it really is an unscrupulous priest.

Mitsui Yuta smiled and said: Where is it?

Bai Mujun took the card and walked inside.

into a compartment.

Behind the counter, Mitsui Yuta waited for him to leave, quickly turned around, and tapped the keyboard a few times in front of the computer.

On the screen, the picture in a private room is called up.

In the monitor screen, Bai Mujun just took off his shoes and took his seat.

He turned on the computer and entered a string of URLs in the search box very skillfully.

In front of the screen, Mitsui Yuta's face flashed a hint of complacency.

This liar priest couldn't bear even such a small temptation.

I used a little trick to let him show his feet.

He took his thermos, glanced at the monitor screen, and lit a cigarette leisurely.

Sure enough, to get rid of this kind of thing, you still can't be greedy for cheap, you have to find someone from a big shrine or a famous temple

Suddenly, Mitsui Yuta was taken aback.

On the monitor screen, Bai Mujun has already begun to watch the video with relish.

But the content of the video was different from what he thought.

A well-dressed old professor appeared in the middle of the video with a simple and serious face. He clicked the mouse, and a slide was projected on the whiteboard behind him.

Lecture Notes for the Tokyo Metropolitan National Gakuin University Theology Online Course.

Mitsui Yuta was stupid.

Priest Shiraki is taking online classes?

In the face of so many resources, Priest Baimu is actually studying?

What kind of concentration is this?

Seeing Shiraki Jun's meticulous face on the screen, Mitsui Yuta suddenly felt ashamed.

He took off his cigarette, stood up, and silently bowed to the monitor.

I was wrong.

Priest Shiraki, serious enough.

In front of the screen, Bai Mujun, who was learning to enrich himself, had no time to care about these things.

Right now, he is working hard for his bright future.

In Neon, the levels of priests are divided into five levels from high to low.

Pure rank, bright rank, positive rank, right rank, straight rank.

And because Tianji Shrine is only a small shrine, and does not have the qualifications to train priests, Bai Mujun is not even a direct rank now, but can only be regarded as a trainee priest.

You must know that priests are not casual, they have a complete set of systems.

If a person aspires to become a full-time priest, he must go to a local qualified shrine to receive training and obtain a certificate before he can work.

But Bai Mujun still has to go to school, so he can't spare so much time.

Therefore, there is only another way to choose.

Admitted to the corresponding university with a Shinto Ministry and graduated successfully.

Then you can become an excellent priest in the new era and join the shrine.

By the way, national Shinto priests are treated the same as civil servants.

So Bai Mujun started to prepare early, trying to get into the university he wanted successfully.

At this moment, he was watching the video and listening to the professor on the screen talking about the origin of Neon Shintoism.

While listening to the class and taking notes, I also had some doubts in my heart.

I have watched so many episodes.

Why don't you talk about how to use mana?