Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 635 - 633: Monster Luring Operation Success

September 10th, Sunday.

Shinjuku, Kabukicho Ichibangai, the upper floor of the Big Fat Sheep Bar, on the multi-person sofa in the living room, a blonde woman in a plush bunny pajamas sits cross-legged, typing on the keyboard with her hands.

"Family, who understands this, I was just walking at the station when suddenly a creepy guy tried to secretly take photos of me with his phone.

Although I carefully checked his phone and found no photos of me, it doesn't mean he didn't want to in his mind, so I gave him a harsh warning.

Sisters, when you're out, make sure to protect yourselves."

Emily typed out this message, tapped the enter key with her index finger, and posted it, raising her hands in a stretch, relaxing her slender waist.

The expression on her face was not so much one of satisfaction, but more of a relief akin to finishing homework at the end of summer vacation.

The initial reason for this was that Dio rarely showed up, leaving her with not much to do.

Emily naturally wanted to find something to do for herself, lest she become completely idle at home.

So last month, she proposed a monster-capturing plan.

From her observations, Chainsaw Mary's targets were often the same types; since she couldn't disguise herself as a scammer, she chose to disguise herself as a radical feminist, transforming into a mad dog biting people online at will.

Initially, it was exhilarating to criticize aggressively, targeting everything, feeling like even passing male dogs would get criticized down to their ancestors for eight generations if they weren't female.

However, after a long time of bashing, Emily gradually got tired; to mingle in the feminist circle, she would have to cut off part of her brain or cerebellum and twist her worldview.

There were also quite a few men mixed in this small part of the circle, with quite formidable combat capabilities.

Emily deeply realized the foul atmosphere of this circle, yet it didn't stop her from rapidly becoming the leader within it with her high-level keyboard combat skills.

Every time she posted, a group of sisters would come running, supporting her.

The original leaders of the feminist movement would also create small accounts to come up and curse, like flies smelling rotten eggs, excitedly flocking forward hoping for a feast.

How long will such days last?

Emily was getting a bit fed up when suddenly her phone made a dinging sound; she looked and saw an unknown number, answering the call.

"Hello, I'm Mary, currently in the west, one kilometer away from you."

A crisp voice came through the phone, landing in her ear. Suddenly, in Emily's heart, surged waves of anger and disdain.

"Who the hell is Mary, I've never heard of you."

Saying this, she hung up the phone angrily, yet the annoyance in her heart hadn't dissipated, like a swarm of flies buzzing by her ears, rendering her mind incapable of normal thinking.

Emily stood up, walked to the fridge, took out a can of chilled orange juice, gulped a large swig, and returned to the sofa.

Ding ding, her phone sounded again, still displaying an unknown number.

Emily answered the call again.

"Hello, I'm Mary, now only 500 meters away from your home."

"I said I don't know you, stop calling, or I'll call the police!"

Emily hung up the phone, with a trace of fear gradually emerging beyond the irritation.

This trace of fear was so powerful, as if a hand gripped her brain, preventing her from thinking of anything else.

Only the sound of location updates echoed continuously in her mind, unable to be suppressed even by the orange juice she drank.

Ding ding, another call came in, Emily eyed the unknown number, but didn't reject; instead, she answered once more.

"Hello, I'm Mary, at your door."

The coldness pierced through the plush pajamas, crawling down her back; Emily quickly glanced towards the door, imagining she could see Mary, who was calling her, through it.

"What nonsense are you talking about, don't joke like this!"

She forcefully hung up the call, sitting on the sofa.

Ding ding, her phone rang again.

Emily swallowed her saliva, answering it again.

This time, not only did the voice come from the phone, but it also echoed right by her ear.

"Hello, I'm Mary, right behind you."

A chilling cold surged from her waist to her head in an instant, freezing Emily's mind and heart, fear rendering her unable to speak, leaving her to instinctively slowly turn her head.

...

At this moment, Katerina, who had been lying in optical camouflage on the roof, suddenly swooped down like an eagle diving from the sky towards a rabbit.

A whiplash kick struck fiercely on Mary's shoulder.

Bang!

The deafening sound snapped Emily out of her daze, cold sweat breaking out instantly, crawling backward in panic. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

As she thought, Mary's voice contained a peculiar power, making those who heard it fall into chaos, forgetting to call the police, forgetting to escape, only waiting passively for the other to come.

Emily leaned against the single sofa, staring at this otherworldly monster.

Mary looked much like a human girl, with a good sense of fashion, even wearing a Gothic dress and sporting golden curls.

Its cheeks bore doll-like lines, the face wasn't bad, except it had a huge mouth.

The circular mouth with rows of exposed sharp teeth disrupted the aesthetics of her eyes, nose, and other facial features, appearing somewhat menacing.

In addition, its right hand looked like an electric saw, with a complex network of serrated teeth.

"Those who hinder Mary must die."

As it spoke, its voice reached Emily's ears, causing her to pause slightly, as if her brain's ability to think had been stripped away.

Katerina was unaffected, having already put on headphones with heavy metal music blasting, enough to drown out Mary's voice.

Her legs bent like tightly coiled springs, and the muscle power burst forth in the next second, like a frenzied tiger, pouncing forward fiercely.

The sound of the wind roared, and seeing her attack fail, Mary's eyes filled with even more murderous intent. Her right hand swept upward like lightning, the serrated teeth tearing the air with a sharp whistling.

Katerina's foot paused, her tall and muscular body displaying a swan-like grace, skillfully dodging Mary's right-hand attack.

At the same time, her hand knife, slashing at an angle, traced a beautiful arc in the air, striking hard under Mary's armpit.

Thump, an arm soared through the air with that sound, with dark green blood spraying outward.

The murderous look in Mary's eyes quickly turned to fear, and her short legs scurried backward as she twisted the doorknob, trying to leave.

Bang, two steel pliers made of iron pierced through the wooden door, clamping Mary's waist directly, "Let me go!"

It immediately let out a piercing scream.

The sound made Emily understand what it meant to have a thousand needles stabbing into her brain, making her hands urgently cover her ears in an attempt to block out the demonic sound, even feeling the urge to rupture her eardrums.

Katerina, unfazed by Mary, dashed in front of her like a cannonball, punching her in the face.

Bam, the huge force stunned Mary's brain, rendering her unable to produce the shrill sound.

Having been rescued, Emily quickly grabbed the table-wiping towel, her small frame charging forward at the fastest speed she could muster, stuffing the towel into its mouth, stopping only when three-quarters of it was in.

"Phew, saved."

Emily wiped her forehead with her small hand, showing a relieved expression, unwilling to hear that thing screaming again.

Mary's eyes widened, and though she could still make sounds, they were not as terrifying as before, falling within a range that normal people could tolerate.

Emily turned and walked to the desk, picking up her phone to call a familiar contact.

...

Metropolitan Police Department, top floor.

In the office of the Police Director, Okayama Buji was looking at the report in front of him. The Indian executive from Institute No. 47 had booked a flight to leave Tokyo tomorrow, saying there was related work in Thailand.

Should he intercept them?

While he was hesitating, his phone suddenly rang. Seeing it was Emily, he immediately answered the call, "Emily, what's the matter?"

"Okayama, send a car over, we've captured Chainsaw Mary alive."

"I'll send a car right away."

Okayama Buji's expression immediately turned serious. Although humans had already captured some Different World creatures like Ghosts and Brain Bugs in the forest, no country felt it had enough of these creatures.

Every Different World creature held extremely high research value, more precious than lunar soil.

He hung up the phone and used the landline to arrange personnel to head to the Big Fat Sheep Bar in Shinjuku Kabukicho, while also using his mobile phone to call Morimoto Chiyoda.

"Hello, Morimoto, there's been a major breakthrough with Emily."

"Did she catch Mary?"

"Yes, they captured Mary alive."

"Looks like her time punching on the internet wasn't wasted."

Morimoto Chiyoda quipped and then instructed, "Send someone to secure the scene first. I'll make a call to see how the higher-ups want to handle this live monster."

Ending the conversation with Okayama Buji, Morimoto Chiyoda picked up the landline and dialed Jack's number.

Beep, before a single sound completed, it was immediately answered by the other party.

"Morimoto, what's the matter?"

Jack's tone was tinged with tension and excitement.

He knew well that without a major issue, Morimoto Chiyoda wouldn't call him.

If a call came, it was either about a matter of the Different World or about the No. 47 insider's incident being unraveled.

"Through disguises, Emily's side already lured and successfully captured Mary alive. Check where to send it for research."

"Mary's been captured?!"

Jack suddenly stood up, a look of ecstatic joy on his face.

Among the current reports related to the Different World, there was indeed an overwhelming number, with the vast majority being human-made fabrications.

For example, the so-called Human Head Balloons in Osaka were actually a social media influencer's stunt to gain attention, deliberately buying balloons made to look like human heads and releasing them in deserted places at night.

But there were some cases truly circulating, and Chainsaw Mary was one of them. The higher-ups had wanted to catch it for a long time.

After the monster lure plan was activated, they started staking out around some feminists and scam artists, yet hadn't caught anyone until now.

"Of course it's true."

"Alright, hold on. This is significant news. I'll report it to Director John immediately!"

Jack excitedly hung up the phone, imagining how Director John would praise him for such good news.