Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 573 - 571: Little Potato Fears Inevitable Fate

The night was deep, and the neon lights on the Big Fat Sheep Bar sign had already lit up.

The staircase between the sign and the entrance was so dark it resembled a room with no lights on at midnight, discouraging anyone from wanting to enter.

Emily had no intention of installing lights on either side.

Inside the bar, soft light music was echoing through the spacious interior.

A clean white cloth wiped the empty glasses, making a squeaky sound.

Katerina was still performing her daily bartending duties, just to serve the guests who might arrive at any moment.

Emily was lying on the chair as usual, with her short legs propped up, scrolling through TikTok.

Since she often watched those international affairs, the videos she was scrolling through on TikTok were all about political issues, ranging from Korea to Mexico, the United States, Russia, and so on.

Recently, there were also the Middle East and Africa.

Only those who focus on international politics can understand what major events are happening somewhere in the world.

Rebellion, riots.

Wars triggered by territories.

Under the guise of Different World and deities, the ambitious ones were itching to seize power.

But unlike usual, Emily focused on these without pondering the underlying matters, instead recalling what Morimoto Chiyoda mentioned during the day.

That person summoned by Adam into the Different World in soul form, managed to defeat Griffith and return successfully this time, but what about next time? The time after that?

Adam's purpose for the ritual was not to eliminate Griffith, but to push himself to a higher realm.

What's the connection between the Hand of God and the Tree of Life?

And her soul traveling back in time, could it be related to what Dio is currently doing?

The mysteries were too many, and unfortunately, the mysteries she encountered were different from the usual cases she handled. These mysteries couldn't be pursued because of a lack of ability; only those Angel Envoys could resolve them.

And they must be those powerful Angel Envoys.

"Eh."

Emily sighed softly; sometimes she really admired the people in some short videos, as the world faces such a crisis, yet they still want to vie for power and profit.

Her golden locks curled up, and the breeze brushing her neck made her instinctively turn her gaze toward the bar counter, making her jump up.

The intangible wind coalesced into a man with blonde hair; he sat at the bar, dressed differently from usual, wearing a loose black cloak with a noticeable bulge on the right shoulder as if a basketball was placed there.

"Dio, why is your shoulder suddenly swollen?"

Emily walked up, her azure eyes filled with curiosity.

Aozawa sat there with a calm expression, saying, "I think it's best you don't look; it's a disgusting sight."

Speaking of disgusting, Emily remembered the Tree of Life, and its hideous appearance truly made people feel nauseous.

She couldn't help but speculate whether a super unsightly tumor was under the cloak.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional detective; I've seen all kinds of bloody and disgusting scenes.

You can go ahead and uncover it for me."

Her small hand patted her flat chest boldly.

Aozawa chuckled without continuing to cover with the black cloak; instead, he uncovered it, and what lay on his shoulder was a transparent creature resembling a slime.

That wasn't the main issue; the real problem was the surface covered with numerous eyes.

Each eye had a red line resembling a blood vessel attached underneath, leading to the visibly wounded shoulder.

Those densely packed eyes weren't fixed but moved like creeping creatures, seemingly trying to view the surrounding 360-degree scene.

Though Emily didn't have a phobia of dense masses, seeing this made goosebumps rise all over, seemingly sprouting countless eyes beneath her fair skin.

The itchy sensation prompted her to rub her arms quickly, trembling as she said, "Quick, put it down!"

Aozawa let the cloak fall; even he, the creator, dared not look at it for long, as it was immediately nauseating at first glance.

Emily placed her hands on the bar, standing on tiptoe to appear taller, "Why are you suddenly taking out something so disgusting?"

"I was cursed, rather severely, and it must rely on this to be cured."

Aozawa casually replied, pointing to the liquor cabinet behind him, "One whiskey with ice, please."

"Alright."

Katerina responded respectfully, quickly switching to her bartender role.

Emily asked curiously, "Who could wound you?"

"Adam."

The name Aozawa uttered made Emily's pupils shrink instantly; her small hands subconsciously clenched, "Did you lose to Adam?"

"No, Adam can never cause trouble for anyone again."

"Why?"

Emily had a guess in mind but still asked for the most accurate answer instead of an ambiguous response.

Never causing trouble for anyone again doesn't necessarily mean Adam's death; he might be imprisoned or disabled, becoming just an ordinary person. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"A dead person with no corpse left behind could hardly cause trouble for anyone."

Aozawa wore a smile.

Katerina handed over a whiskey with ice, which he took and sipped, "Today's quite interesting."

Emily didn't follow that topic, but asked curiously, "How did you kill Adam?"

"He paid a huge price to summon thousands of souls from here to Milante, and then transformed most of them into Demi-Demons to prevent Griffith from evolving into the Hawk of Light."

Aozawa paused here, took a big sip, and said with a smile, "It's just like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, Adam wouldn't have thought that I've already found his hiding place.

I haven't taken action before because I was simply waiting for the right moment."

Emily really wanted to retort, saying what right moment, wasn't it just wanting to take advantage of the other party being injured and grab the spoils.

Click, click, Dio truly is cunning.

Adam truly is strong.

Even in a poor state, Adam could still inflict such injuries on Dio.

No wonder Dio dared not casually confront Adam when the latter was in good condition.

As Emily was pondering, she wanted another answer and said, "I recently had a strange dream."

"Ah, I see. It's that time now."

Aozawa showed a slightly enlightened expression but didn't say more and downed the entire glass of whiskey in one breath.

Crash, the ice cubes fell into the empty glass.

He said, "I too should head to another place, let's talk next time."

"Eh?! Wait!"

Emily wanted to stop him, but Aozawa had already turned into an invisible breeze and vanished from here.

His sole purpose here was to have Emily relay a message; having achieved this, he exited without answering more questions.

...

Looking at the empty bar counter and the whiskey-less glass, Emily slapped her forehead angrily: "Damn it, that guy really wants that old hag Enya to occupy my body and then become a friend!"

She believed her soul could return to the past, hence the past soul might go to the future.

When she occupied Enya's body, Enya's original soul had already moved to some point in the future.

Perhaps when Dio officially initiated the plan to ascend to Paradise, occupy her body to fulfill the condition of being a trustworthy friend, and finally ascend to Paradise.

Thinking about future matters, Emily felt a chill run through her.

If everything in the future was within Dio's expectations.

Then whatever she and Morimoto Chiyoda did, including mankind's resistance, would be futile.

Nothing could change, destiny had woven an ending, and it was despairing.

Katerina, not thinking so deeply, merely thought Emily was worried about her safety, "You need not be so pessimistic; perhaps the ritual won't affect you much."

"Yeah."

Emily took a breath, didn't voice her concerns, and decided to tell Morimoto Chiyoda about Adam's death so she wouldn't be sleepless tonight.

...

Ping ping~

The phone screen lit up, the glow concealed by the T-shirt on top, the sound resonated through the thin fabric in the living room.

Morimoto Chiyoda ceased her punches and kicks, beads of sweat appearing on her neck, thighs, arms, looking particularly refreshing under the air conditioning.

Her slender legs had a soft curve, her abdomen showed well-defined abdominal muscles, indicating she wasn't a delicate beauty.

While she couldn't punch a bull dead, she could certainly take down dozens in hand-to-hand combat.

Morimoto Chiyoda approached to unlock her phone, logged onto the forum, and deciphered Emily's post using code, obtaining the news of Adam's death and Dio's injury.

A flash of surprise crossed her face; she quickly replied, "That's really wonderful."

Sending this showed she'd received Emily's message, Morimoto Chiyoda exited the forum.

Adam's death meant that the ceremony to summon her soul to a Different World might be lost forever, relieving her of worries about being summoned.

This was reassuring news, but it also stirred a subtle sense of loss within Morimoto Chiyoda.

The Different World was dangerous, yet being transformed into a Skeleton Knight, the feeling of traversing heaven and earth effortlessly was memorable.

Soon, she let go of this trace of nostalgia, messaged Phoenix Academy Maggie to spare her a sleepless night.

"Tonight, you can sleep soundly; the guy causing your nightmares has vanished forever."

Morimoto Chiyoda clicked send, the message showed unread.

After a while, the unread label was covered by read.

"Vanished forever means dead?"

"Yes, he's been taken out by someone much stronger."

Receiving Morimoto Chiyoda's reply.

Phoenix Academy Maggie's brows slightly furrowed; someone stronger?

In her memory, it should refer to Dio.

She couldn't be sure, asked tentatively, "Who is this someone stronger?"

"Should I say?"

Facing such implied words, Phoenix Academy Maggie realized what the other wanted, to make her yield?

Humph, no need for this message!

Though Phoenix Academy Maggie was curious, she wouldn't bend to say nice things, "I should sleep now, good night, Aunt Morimoto!"