Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 733 - 731: Emily’s Escape Journey

"Alright, I understand."

Morimoto Chiyoda hung up the phone, her delicately porcelain-like face showed no change, only a hint of contemplation in her eyes.

The matter of Emily's reincarnation as Enya, she knew couldn't be hidden for long, especially after the commotion caused by the Holy Lord and the Shadow Emperor last night.

Those intelligence agencies, unless blind or deaf, wouldn't turn a blind eye to such events.

But Sanjushi Tera surprisingly dared to question the Holy Lord, which was beyond Morimoto Chiyoda's expectations and added certain risks to the upcoming actions.

Because she couldn't gauge whether Sanjushi Tera would report even a shred of information they found.

Even without much evidence, they might choose to report to the Holy Lord.

If it really happened that way, things would become troublesome.

Could the Shadow Emperor protect Emily, could he protect anyone else?

Or, would he choose to protect others?

Dio as well.

There's a saying that distant water can't quench instant thirst.

Currently, the Holy Lord is clearly in his residence in Setagaya District, Tokyo.

He can kill whoever he wants, including those living in the Imperial Palace.

Morimoto Chiyoda thought for a moment, put away her phone, and parked the car at the North Wing of Honmaru Palace.

Gentle sunlight fell on the green tiles, the exterior of the building had a traditional style, but internally it was all a crystallization of modern craftsmanship.

Led by an officer, she made her way to the Prime Minister's Office, waiting outside for a moment.

The door opened, Takeda Eijiro strode out from inside, nodding slightly in greeting to her.

Morimoto Chiyoda nodded in response, then entered the Prime Minister's Office.

The interior was arranged with a scholarly vibe, exuding a sense of elegance.

The woman sitting on the sofa was dressed in a luxurious kimono and adorned with gold and silver jewelry.

But the clothes and accessories couldn't overshadow her beauty, only becoming a complement to her beauty.

She placed a cup of black tea in front of Morimoto Chiyoda and smiled, "Minister Morimoto, is there something you wish to discuss?"

Morimoto Chiyoda sat down, directly saying, "Prime Minister, you should understand what's been happening in Tokyo recently.

Emily seeks your assistance, but it's unclear whether you're willing to lend a hand?"

"This is quite a difficult matter for me."

Kochou sighed lightly, her gaze lowered to the tea, she intended to help but wasn't planning to say it directly, preferring to negotiate for some benefits.

Morimoto Chiyoda, naturally understanding her thoughts, didn't want to fuss around, bluntly exposing her facade, "Prime Minister, forgive my frankness, but saving Emily is essentially saving yourself.

If the Holy Lord discovers you're also a friend of Dio, what might be the consequences?"

Kochou's face turned cold, her eyes slightly narrowed, "Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm not threatening you. It's just that I know Emily too well; she sought your help through me.

If you refuse, then if she's captured, she'll certainly pull someone down with her before she dies.

On the contrary, if you lend a hand, she'll definitely remember your kindness."

Morimoto Chiyoda knew that, when dealing with Kochou, one shouldn't be excessively coercive; a slight concession was necessary, "With Emily around, perhaps the Prime Minister won't have to worry about the identity of Dio's friend, nor need to assist Dio in ascending to Paradise.

Everything I say is with the Prime Minister's safety in mind."

"Haha."

Kochou chuckled, the coldness on her face vanished, "Minister Morimoto, I was just joking earlier.

Emily and I shared a bond in our past lives, though we haven't met this life, we've been connected spiritually for a long time.

Now that she's in trouble, I naturally have to lend a hand.

I've already dispatched people last night to find her whereabouts, but there's no news yet.

What help does she need from me?"

Morimoto Chiyoda said gravely, "Emily is currently in Ōyama-chō 3-chōme, Itabashi District; she now needs a place to hide."

Kochou contemplated, considering the safety house of Phoenix Academy in Itabashi District, then said, "She can go to Nishidai 2-19-3, Itabashi District, telling the security 'Phoenix dances to the ninth heaven.'

She can then reside there, avoiding the search by the Thirty-Four Families."

Kochou naturally hoped Emily wouldn't be captured; revealing her wouldn't be a good thing.

Moreover, if Emily is indeed Dio's top friend in rank, then with Emily around, Kochou has a certain probability of avoiding being offered as a sacrifice.

She's only a standby friend.

This fact brought a slight melancholy to Kochou's heart, but she felt mostly fortunate; she didn't believe that assisting Dio in ascending to Paradise would be beneficial.

If it were really beneficial, Dio would have said so long ago; what would he hide for, not saying a word?

"Alright, I'll convey this to Emily as it is and take my leave now."

Morimoto Chiyoda took a sip of tea, then stood up to leave.

Kochou watched her departing figure, then turned towards her desk, picking up a document that showed India's Prime Minister wants to perform a sky sacrifice, worshiping India's Trimurti.

India, governed by religion, under this impact from the Different World, has been affected quite significantly.

Whether the Prime Minister's Trimurti worship is effective?

This needed to be questioned.

But Kochou had to keep an eye on things; these days, anything absurd could happen.

If successful, it would facilitate Japan in following suit.

Japan is said to have 8 million gods.

However, Kochou is now more concerned about the Holy Master and Emily, hoping the next couple of days will pass without incident.

...

The air is a bit chilly under the bridge.

Emily kept yawning; due to the Holy Master's sudden attack, they abandoned their luggage, and when sleeping under the bridge, they didn't even have cardboard boxes to shield them from the wind.

The wind was chilly at midnight.

The cold ground prevented Emily from sleeping well, almost waking up every now and then.

This kind of hardship reminded her of her student years, and how tough it was.

After all, Emily's family wasn't prominent at all.

In Russia, if someone wasn't born into an oligarch's family or in one of those traditional Tsarist big cities like Moscow.

But rather born on the border, that person was destined to be a workhorse for the lords or cannon fodder in the trenches.

The primary reason Emily decided to leave Russia after completing her studies was due to her childhood experiences and the dismal living conditions in Russia.

Corruption didn't even need to be hidden, it was blatantly displayed, with clear prices for buying official positions and securing contracts.

No one found it strange.

She thought she hated that place, but at such desperate times, recalling the past, even though her mother was flirtatious and often fooled around with men from who knows where.

Her dad, on the other hand, was a drunk and a gambler who exercised his violent tendencies at home.

But...

As soon as she reminisced about the past a little, Emily realized the current hardships carried a slight sense of happiness, at least there were no fists hitting her head for no reason.

Nor did she have to witness such unbearable scenes.

In contrast, a feeling of happiness suddenly filled her heart.

She touched her stomach, feeling neither too hungry nor too cold, when suddenly a ding sounded from the phone in her pocket.

Emily quickly unlocked the phone to check, and after deciphering the coded message, an excited expression appeared on her face: "Katerina, Kochou is willing to help us!"

"Hmm."

Katerina replied, scanning around with her eyes and said quietly, "But it seems we have some trouble."

At the end of the street, someone looked down at a photo in their hand, then at them, and this behavior was quite amateurish.

Yet for outsiders, such an amateur reaction was quite common.

After all, without proper training, the person couldn't know that some people standing there were scanning the entire street with their gaze.

Emily whispered, "We need to shake them off and head to the safe house at Nishidai 2-19-3, Itabashi District."

She quickly gave the address, Katerina nodded slightly, then picked up Emily in her arms.

Given her unsteady legs and light body, it was better for Katerina to carry her rather than have Emily run.

"Give me a princess carry."

Emily immediately protested; she didn't want to continue being treated like cargo.

Katerina had no choice but to change her hold and carried Emily in her arms, quickly running off.

The young man at the end of the street, seeing this, knew he was exposed and quickly called to his companions in the car, "Quick, Emily is here!"

Then, he started running forward.

Turning a corner, the young man looked at a deserted street, grabbed the collar of the only person there, and said viciously, "Where did the two women who just ran past go?"

The man, seeing his fierce eyes, quickly shook his head in terror and said, "I don't know either, they ran very fast and disappeared in a flash."

"Useless."

The man quickly shoved the person away, ran to a crossroad, and caught a pedestrian on the left, asking, "Did you see a woman run past here?"

"Yes, yes, they just ran that way."

The person instinctively answered the man's question.

A van pulled up behind him, and a person leaned out saying, "Saburo, where are they?"

Katerina hadn't run far but, under Emily's guidance, slipped into a nearby courtyard, hiding among the bushes.

"Big brother."

Saburo wanted to respond.

Katerina released Emily, using her legs to vault over the two-meter-high wall, then kicked off the wall, swooping down like a hawk, intimidating and fierce.

The man leaning out didn't even have time to react before Katerina grabbed his throat with one hand and pulled down, dislocating his neck, which went limp like a noodle, so she picked it up again and threw it harshly onto the back seat.

At the same time, she kicked Saburo in a vital area with her right foot, delivering a deadly blow.

"Ah!"

Saburo let out a wail, fell to his knees, losing all combat ability. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The two armed men in the back of the van caused the driver to momentarily hit the brakes, giving Katerina a chance to open the van door and rush inside.

She punched and kicked with lightning speed, swiftly dispatching the two men, left the gun, and threw the bodies outside.

"Emily, let's drive away."

Katerina climbed over the courtyard.

Emily quickly shook her head, "No, the enemy probably has a tracker on the car, let's keep running."

"Okay."

Katerina, a bit disappointed, picked her up again and quickly moved away from there.

Terrified bystanders were left stunned — is this the Tokyo they know?!