Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 527 - 525: You Need to Keep Your Word When You are in the Mix_1
The live stream went black.
Unable to see the distant scenery anymore, Morimoto Chiyoda exited YouTube and tried to recall what the Shining Butterfly had said.
With her memory, there was no reason for her to forget so quickly, but now, upon reflection, she actually forgot what that spell was? It’s normal not to understand. That was a spell from a Different World. But to forget even what it sounded like, how many seconds it lasted—all these details—that seemed particularly different.
Morimoto Chiyoda rubbed her temples, believing this was also an effect of the mysterious spell.
She came to this conclusion, let out a deep breath, and then shifted her focus to the strong wind.
Morimoto Chiyoda remembered Emily mentioning that Dio often transformed into an invisible breeze in front of her.
The spell beneath the altar could call upon the invisible wind, even commanding the wind to follow the blogger’s instructions.
Moreover, the wind could precisely locate people within Jerusalem.
Does this mean that by believing in Dio and performing certain rituals for him, one might gain some of his powers? This seemed to conflict with what Griffith had said. Or perhaps they had misunderstood Griffith’s words; he hadn’t explicitly stated that the power of authority couldn’t be bestowed upon others, only that the number of such powers was innate.
Morimoto Chiyoda fell into deep thought.
Abnormal creatures, Dio’s relics, mysterious spells granting ordinary people power—just these three pieces of exposed information were enough to attract the competition of various countries.
Would a war break out?
Morimoto Chiyoda pondered, feeling that this possibility was not low. Suddenly, the desk phone began to ring with a BEEP.
She picked it up to hear an anxious voice from Jack, "Morimoto, you saw that live stream just now, didn’t you?"
"Mm."
Morimoto Chiyoda casually responded, leaning back and crossing her long, shapely legs, exuding an appropriately sensual charm, "With something this big happening, how could I, the Director of Intelligence, overlook it?"
"That’s good. I need you to do a summary report for me."
"Hey, why don’t you do some work yourself!"
Morimoto Chiyoda complained about his laziness. Although she was also used to delegating tasks, that didn’t mean she could tolerate her superior making her do everything.
"What do you keep a secretary for?"
"I just think you’re more reliable."
Jack chuckled sheepishly, realizing that such a task wasn’t necessary for Morimoto Chiyoda to handle. It was just a summary report, and the higher-ups wouldn’t miss the live stream and surely had their own thoughts.
Nevertheless, the underlings still needed to show due diligence and submit a report detailing their own understanding.
Jack sighed, "The relics of Dio inside the forest... TSK, TSK, this world is truly about to become chaotic."
"Is the Middle East going to erupt into conflict?"
"No, a carrier strike group is heading from that direction, signaling their stance with us, firmly stabilizing the situation."
Jack reported frankly, "Right now, the Four Constants have a clear stance. They don’t support them waging a holy war, while Russia’s position is ambiguous. The whole situation has moved into the negotiation phase. According to the intelligence I have, countries are planning to dispatch scientific exploration teams and a portion of their elite into the area. Excluding Africa and Latin American countries, both the West and the East will send one representative each, and Japan will likely be represented by you."
"This trick is quite clever," Morimoto Chiyoda replied.
It looks as though the United States only sends one person, but in reality, for countries like Japan and Korea, it’s still the United States that has the final say on who is sent. Western countries are also infiltrated by the United States like a sieve. Despite appearing fair, this plan is a clear win for the United States.
"The details are still being negotiated, but you should start preparing at Yokota Airbase."
Jack was well aware that, after that live stream, each country would be even more eager to enter that forest, and many of the usual procedures could be expedited.
The authorities wanted to reach a preliminary agreement as soon as possible.
No one knew whether there was just one relic related to Dio inside, or many more.
Such spells might still be hidden somewhere else, waiting to be unearthed.
"Okay, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up first."
Morimoto Chiyoda shrugged, hung up the phone, and got up to head outside.
It looked like her next business trip was to the Middle East.
"Such a hassle," she muttered, her expression betraying an eagerness for the challenge.
Morimoto Chiyoda loved adventure, loved thrills, but if asked to choose between adventure and Aozawa, she would always choose the latter, which is why she was willing to become a tax thief.
But now, this was an assignment from her superiors, and if she wanted to keep her job security, she had no choice but to accept.
After all, it was work.
「The invisible breeze swept through the forest and returned to the Morimoto residence.」
Using his Global Travel ability, Aozawa jumped to the entrance of his house, deactivated his Element Replacement ability, and stood firmly on the ground.
Shadow Soldiers guarded the entrance, presenting him with four books and a smartphone.
He took the smartphone, unlocked it, opened LINE, and found a message from Chitose.
"I have a sudden work trip and need to travel out of town. There’s cash in the nightstand. If you’re hungry, go out to eat or order takeout."
"Got it."
Aozawa replied. Was Chitose’s emergency trip related to the forest in Jerusalem? He thought about it and concluded that it was highly likely. But with the Defense Barrier placed on Chitose, he wasn’t worried about any accidents. After all, the Defense Barrier’s range was reduced, not its strength. If it were actually triggered, he wouldn’t give the Defense Barrier a chance to break, with Time Stop as a backup. Then, with Global Travel coupled with Marvelous Resurgence, he could ensure Chitose would be safe. However, Aozawa thought the chances he’d need to intervene personally were slim. In terms of Ability, Chitose was definitely among the top tier of mortals.
The message soon showed as read.
"Don’t bring any girls home to stay overnight while I’m not there!"
"HEH HEH, I’m not just going to bring someone home to stay the night. I’ll even let her wear your clothes and sleep in your bed."
As Aozawa replied to the message, he tucked the books under his armpit.
"Then remember to shoot a video for me to see your prowess."
"Chitose, I was joking."
He quickly replied and stepped out of the house, heading to the Maid Cafe in Ikebukuro.
「The loud sound of the wind completely disappeared from the air, and the entire forest plunged back into silence.」
Tani sat there, feeling a tingling pain regenerating in his broken leg, utterly disheartened.
Most people had been saved, yet he alone was left behind. It was hard not to feel a wave of desolation. His only consolation was that the people around him hadn’t been swept away by the wind. If even one of them had been taken, Tani’s desolation would have become even heavier.
"You don’t need to worry."
Tani’s inner desolation didn’t affect the expression on his face. In front of others, he appeared confident and said, "The Secretary of State and the others will quickly settle the related matters. The ruins of Dio are important. I think the Secretary of State and the others would want to come in as soon as possible. We’ll just be a bit slower than those people by ten or twenty minutes, then we can leave here and enjoy delicious pizza at the military camp outside."
With that, he didn’t even grip his gun tightly, presenting a very relaxed posture and tone to stabilize the morale of those around him.
At this moment, he needed to keep everyone’s spirits up.
Otherwise, he, a disabled man, would suffer the most if things got out of control.
Tani never overestimated human nature; he only believed in his own strategies.
"Well said, Prime Minister."
Nock responded loudly, though he himself didn’t know what else to say.
Silence fell over the scene again. Amid this quiet atmosphere, a nearby doctor suddenly broke down, crying out, "BOO HOO, I want to go home, I miss—"
"Shut up, no crying! We said we’d be rescued soon; if you dare cry out again, I’ll instantly shoot you, you worthless fool!"
Tani shouted, looking very stern, which frightened the doctor into silence.
Just then, the phone rang. Tani quickly answered, "Mr. Secretary of State, is there any progress?"
"Yes, we’ve settled things. There will be an armed helicopter with Arabians coming to extract you shortly."
The Secretary of State spoke about the matters arranged with them, "Those people will be monitoring your actions, ensuring that you do not do anything superfluous. Tani, you’re a smart man and should understand that at this time, it’s best not to make any unnecessary moves. Just board the helicopter without fuss."
"Sure, please rest assured, I will not carry anything with me."
Tani agreed, considering the circumstances didn’t allow him to carry anything anyway. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
The Secretary of State hung up the phone, and the gentle smile on his face was quickly replaced by a cold expression.
He dialed Casas who was stationed outside, saying in a grave tone, "General, there will be Arabians arriving at your location. Remember to take them on the armed helicopter into the forest. Everything must be kept secret. Do not let anyone know about this."
Inside the tent, a hint of hesitation flickered across Casas’s face as he replied softly, "Mr. Secretary of State, do we really need to do this?"
The Secretary of State emphasized, "It’s all for the stability of the Middle East. Tani and Nock, the leaders of the Extreme Right, absolutely cannot continue in their positions. Salman and his people have made their stance clear. They must be removed from power or die. Do you think you currently have the power to defeat the surrounding countries?"
This question plunged Casas into silence.
"The best method is to bring them to the United States for convalescence. The other returnees are to be eliminated."
The Secretary of State’s tone was light, like brushing dust off his shoulder.
He hadn’t directly ordered the killings of Tani and Nock because he wanted to reassure Casas, a tactic they often employed.
But what the Saudis thought and whether they would take action against Tani and Nock was out of his control.
The Secretary of State hadn’t forgotten Tani’s adamant declaration: as long as he was alive, the two-state solution would never be implemented.
"But who should be appointed Prime Minister afterward?"
"Isn’t there a candidate? That young blogger. Let her come forward to implement the two-state solution."
The Secretary of State had already thought of the next successor, a political neophyte propelled by a huge wave of internet traffic. If she took office, whatever decisions she made would still be controlled by them behind the scenes, making her easier to manipulate than Tani.
