Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 549 - 547: Kochou’s Beautiful Dream and Ambition
A soft voice came forth from the crimson lips, echoing in the silent office.
Morimoto Chiyoda looked at Kochou’s expression and sighed gently in her heart. She knew, this woman was never one to be easily appeased.
To extract real truth from Kochou, one must present one hundred percent sincerity.
Otherwise, with Kochou’s depth, outsiders could hardly tell whether she was lying or answering earnestly.
Especially on matters that only she is able to know.
Fortunately, Morimoto Chiyoda had already received Jack’s authorization before coming, allowing her to reveal matters concerning the CIA and a friend of Dio’s.
She didn’t have to mention Emily’s name; just letting Kochou know that someone has been through such experiences was enough.
"Prime Minister, according to the information we have, Dio’s friend seems capable of returning to the past, possessing another’s body to observe what transpired at that time."
Morimoto Chiyoda piqued Kochou’s interest and deliberately led the matter towards a more negative angle: "That person is extremely loyal to Dio, it is likely that when Dio ascended to Paradise, they came from the past to the present and occupied the friend’s body.
It might also be before ascending to Paradise that they occupied the friend’s body, allowing Dio to ascend."
Kochou’s pupils shrank, a flash of astonishment crossed her face. She hadn’t foreseen such an event, but held the utmost suspicion towards Dio’s friend from the beginning.
Upon learning of this possibility, her heart unexpectedly felt assured, eliminating needless speculations.
She believed what Morimoto Chiyoda said was highly probable and also believed there was no way she could meet the criteria of a friend trustworthy enough for Dio.
However, if her own body could allow Dio’s truly reliable friend to occupy it, then it would meet the criteria.
"I see, what did Dio’s friend observe when returning to the past and different world?"
Kochou asked eagerly, and from this reaction, Morimoto Chiyoda realized that this one had not gone back to the past yet, perhaps due to not having slept.
Emily being too lazy, even pigs couldn’t sleep as deeply, still asleep past nine in the morning.
Morimoto Chiyoda chose not to disclose Emily’s observations in the different world, keeping those experiences for exchanging intelligence with Kochou.
She smiled and said, "Perhaps if the Prime Minister sleeps now, there might be a chance to return to the past."
Kochou instantly understood that Dio’s friend returned to the past during sleep.
"Alright."
She immediately set all matters aside and focused on sleeping. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
The reason is simple, national affairs nowhere near as significant as matters related to Dio and the different world.
...
Chiyowa Miki’s defense barrier was quite near.
In the dreamscape, Aozawa could still feel the defense barrier applied on them.
During this time frame, Chiyoda suddenly headed to the Prime Minister’s residence...
Aozawa pondered slightly, then understood the reason, using Schrödinger’s Cat, he directly jumped from there to the Prime Minister’s residence’s fifth floor, standing inside the office.
All around was empty, Chiyoda’s figure nowhere in sight, indicating she hadn’t slept.
Aozawa did not rush, continued strolling around the office, and recalling, the office of the Prime Minister didn’t seem to be arranged this way possibly due to Kochou’s new role revamping the office style.
He circled twice, then saw on the sofa a silhouette gradually emerging.
Curvaceous.
Aozawa stared at the silhouette, evolving from obscure to clear, possibly representing the gradual approach to a sleep state.
Eventually, a familiar woman lay on the sofa.
Her features bore some resemblance to Phoenix Academy Maggie, merely having jet-black hair like ink, and attire exuding a mature lady’s vibe.
A suit paired with a short skirt, flesh-toned stockings wrapping those slightly well-rounded calves, making the nail polish on her pretty toes covered by a faint flesh-toned filter.
Kochou.
Aozawa gazed at the sleeping mother-in-law, understanding that Morimoto Chiyoda coming here likely had much to do with Emily’s dream-related matters.
She wanted to observe whether this friend of Dio truly could return to the past.
Speaking of which, Dio’s friend is somewhat dubious, far removed from the word trusted.
Aozawa internally criticized, walked up and touched Kochou’s forehead with his fingertips, lifting upward; a dream globe emerged from her forehead.
Aozawa decided to fabricate the dream’s next perspective.
...
A gentle breeze suddenly brushed across the cheeks, a faint scent of grass lingering in the air.
After brief confusion, Kochou suddenly realized something and hurriedly opened her eyes.
What appeared before her wasn’t a ceiling, but a tree, a towering tree.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, falling upon her.
Kochou looked down at her hands, skin fair, finger joints robust and strong.
Judging from just these hands, one could discern they were a man’s hands!!
She quickly touched her chest, only able to sense firm pectoral muscles, further downward, engaging the abdomen, detecting a clear iron-like six-pack, powerful thighs.
This robust as a bull body seemed to indicate she had become a man.
What was going on?
Kochou promptly rose, eyes scanning the surroundings. The area she stood in was a high hill, directly ahead stood an extremely magnificent mountain city.
The city built alongside the mountain, giving the structures a terraced pattern, making it appear tiered and distinct.
The distance from her location was about three to four kilometers.
"Where is this?"
Kochou murmured, suddenly startled, realizing she was speaking not Japanese, but English.
Although Kochou spoke multiple languages, in everyday life, she naturally should use her native Japanese, not English.
After a brief panic, Kochou quickly calmed down and realized that her current behavior might be related to her identity as Dio’s friend.
However, what’s going on with this male body?
Kochou couldn’t understand and decided to head into that city to see if anyone recognized her.
"Hey, you’re awake quite early today, Holle."
Aozawa, transformed as a little elf in the dream, suddenly flew over. He was completely naked, yet devoid of any gender features, just fluttering with a pair of transparent wings behind him.
His features were somewhat ambiguous, with green hair.
Kochou turned to look at the little creature flying in front of her, and said impassively: "Is Holle calling me?"
"You’re really strange; Holle’s calling you, who else would he call?"
Aozawa replied in a matter-of-fact tone, and Kochou looked at his apparently low intelligence, rubbing her forehead, "Sorry, I guess I’m a bit confused from sleep.
Where’s Dio?"
"Wow, how dare you call Lord Dio without appending ’Lord’?"
Aozawa deliberately pulled a very exaggerated expression.
Kochou was slightly stunned, just about to correct herself when she suddenly saw a massive cloud of black smoke rising from within the city.
The dense black smoke quickly surged into the sky, solidifying into a colossal pillar that looked spectacular even from afar.
Kochou was astonished, "What is that?"
"Holle, your questions are really strange now. That’s the Tree of Life; it seems Lord Dio’s plan has succeeded."
Aozawa spoke excitedly, circling around, urging, "Let’s hurry over; it’s finally time for us to sacrifice ourselves for Lord Dio!"
Kochou’s breath caught, "Sacrifice?"
"When the Tree of Life appears, it means everyone in this nation must become its nourishment, allowing Lord Dio to consume the complete Tree of Life.
Holle, your state is really strange now?"
Kochou saw the doubt in Aozawa’s eyes, and murderous intent arose within her; as the thought of silencing him appeared, she quickly felt the power within her body.
Without much hesitation, she raised her hand to grab the small palm-sized Aozawa.
Bang!
A fierce flame burst from her palm.
Aozawa pretended to be killed by the fire, "Ah!"
With a scream, his entire body turned charred in the flames, crushed into ashes by Kochou’s hand, dissipating into the air.
"Hiss!" Kochou showed a trace of excitement on her face, looking at her hand, Is this the power of the Angel Envoy?
Amazing!
The sensation of power filling her body made Kochou extremely excited; she swung her right hand towards the side.
Boom!
A ferocious flame erupted from her palm, instantly turning the tree she aimed at into ashes.
"Haha!!"
Even with Kochou’s steady personality, she couldn’t help but lose composure at this moment, with endless power surging within her, seemingly able to destroy everything in the world.
Her hair, every part of her body was ablaze with fire, the grass beneath her feet sizzled.
The fire spread to the surroundings.
At this moment, Kochou didn’t care about her transformation into a male; as long as she could possess this power.
Even if she turned into a pig, she wouldn’t mind.
Kochou’s gaze became extremely aggressive, sweeping across the lush lawn around her, then looking at the Tree of Life in the distance, she hesitated not a bit, decisively choosing to run in the opposite direction.
Sacrifice for Dio?
What a joke.
Kochou wouldn’t give her life to someone else as a stepping stone.
She didn’t run far before feeling something inside her subtly resisting.
"Must complete... Lord Dio..."
Amidst such a voice, Kochou turned around with difficulty, looking at the Tree of Life towering within the city, and began to run towards it.
"No!"
Kochou suddenly shouted to stop, sitting up from the sofa, sweat dripping from her forehead.
Standing by her side, Morimoto Chiyoda immediately stepped forward, "Prime Minister, what did you see?"
"Haha."
Kochou gasped but did not answer, looking down at her familiar chest, then at her hands.
Pale and exquisite as an artwork, full of a perfectly aesthetic sense.
Yet, there was a flash of disgust in her eyes; her right hand clenched forcefully, unable to feel the charm of that power.
Damn it!
She rarely cursed in her heart, extremely longing for that force, hating this powerless and useless body.
