Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 827 - 813: Before the Godfather

The purple-red Word Spirit Prayer Beads suddenly flickered with a deep glow.

In the next second, in the gaze of several people, the purple-red light shot forward, opening a space portal.

It appeared circular, starry inside, allowing Phoenix Academy Maggie to see starlight flowing.

Inuyasha strode forward: "Follow me."

"Alright."

Phoenix Academy Maggie nodded, following behind him with Hojo Shouko, entering the space formed by the Word Spirit Prayer Beads.

The circular space quickly shrunk, finally disappearing before Emily's eyes.

Aozawa detected the three entering the Different World, he didn't stay, using gamification's backdoor to cover up the space disturbance.

He turned, facing an entrance to the Different World.

Due to the collapse of the Different World removed earlier, it means this world can be maintained indefinitely, never truly collapsing.

He can freely design entrances and exits of the Different World anywhere.

The Different World and the real world have about ninety-eight percent similarity.

He could freely modify landscapes and people in the Different World, letting the Will-o'-the-wisp world never count as a real world.

Bringing humans inside, letting them fend for themselves, could they even cultivate crops to survive?

This is worth pondering.

Perhaps he'd try someday when free.

Now he needed to set challenges for Phoenix Academy Maggie and the others, obstacles must be there on the path to upgrading equipment, how could it be smooth sailing?

Aozawa used his Transformation ability, becoming like Naraku, cloaked in silver-white baboon fur.

Rather than wearing a bone mask, it seemed his face transformed into a bone mask-like appearance.

He raised his hand, creating a partially incomplete Shikon Jewel in this world.

This Shikon Jewel was nothing but a shell.

Aozawa continued using the Great Deception Enchantment Path: "The Shikon Jewel possesses the ability to empower others in this world and locate the whereabouts of evildoers in that world."

He specified the ability to empower others in this world, naturally, the Great Deception, after being nerfed, could not create supernatural Noble Phantasms in the real world.

Only in this unreal world could the Great Deception be utilized.

The Shikon Jewel emitted a burst of shining micro-light.

Then, in Aozawa's thoughts, it quickly locked onto an evildoer.

...

In Tokyo, Setagaya District, a luxurious mansion with a grand courtyard bathed in sunlight.

In a room on the second floor's west side, the air is thick with the smell of disinfectant.

On the sickbed lies an over seventy-year-old man, bedridden for years, making his body appear very thin.

Layers of wrinkled skin, like dried orange peel, piled together, nearly unrecognizable.

Giving the first impression of a mummy.

Beep beep, next to him is a machine constantly monitoring his body's condition, with an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose to help him breathe better.

Sanjushi Seiji lay here.

Recently, the hours he slept always exceeded those awake, a feeling of impending doom constantly hung over his mind.

He could barely tolerate it anymore.

Struggling to open his eyes, he gazed at his wife seated beside him, and said: "Brain, Brain Bug."

Simple words felt abnormally strenuous, as if squeezing out the last bit of strength in his body.

Sanjushi Mie seated by the bed, her silver hair neatly combed, crow's feet on her face minimized through surgery, looking like a woman in her fifties.

Wearing a deep purple kimono, she completely ignored Sanjushi Seiji's call, leisurely: "You, living most of your life, mingling with so many women outside, sparing not even married ones.

Now you're old, who's left by your side?

None but me."

"Brain Bug transplant."

Sanjushi Seiji struggled to say these words.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

Even knowing the risks, he was eager to escape the current predicament, regaining mobility instead of lying here, like waiting for an oil-worn lamp.

"Haha, if you continue living, what about the temple?"

Sanjushi Mie patted his arm, a cold glance flashed in her eyes: "Sanjushi belongs to the temple, you're already aged, so obediently lie here awaiting death.

Don't entertain any nonsense, or else."

She paused, then took off Sanjushi Seiji's oxygen mask, just a moment without it made him struggle to breathe, the electrocardiogram spiking wildly.

"Haha."

Sanjushi Mie chuckled, reattached the mask, "You led a splendid life, prestigious and mighty, yet in the end, cannot escape mortality."

She didn't continue sitting there, stood and walked towards the door.

Sanjushi Seiji gasped, a deep sadness rising in his heart.

Years ago, conquering the business world, bold and imposing, how many fell before him, how many were driven to desperation?

His will dominated the family, his words regarded as decrees.

Since falling gravely ill, power gradually transferred to the firstborn.

Flattery that once surrounded him suddenly vanished.

Only the firstborn would periodically visit him, yet recently, even he hadn't stepped into the hospital room.

Unclear what transpired outside, yet understanding he was no longer the family's head. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Sanjushi Seiji suddenly recalled an old incident.

Due to his factory polluting water sources, nearby village people contracted Minamata disease.

One man holding a child cursed him loudly.