Only I Have the Law: Tokyo Fantasy Daily Life

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Before Chizuru Tsukishima could speak, Aozawa responded directly: "Mr. Hoshino, please rest assured that the friendships formed during our teenage years are often the purest, without any ulterior motives."

Unlike some adults who habitually weigh the pros and cons before considering anything.

This blunt retort caused Hoshino Shusuke's smile to freeze instantly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Chizuru Tsukishima immediately smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "That's right, Saori is a very excellent girl. With us watching over her, her high school life will definitely be healthy, positive, and full of wonderful memories. She will never go astray."

I can assure you of that.

"With Ms. Tsukishima's assurance, I can finally rest assured."

The coldness in Hoshino Shusuke's eyes quickly dissipated, and a smile reappeared.

He thought about it carefully and realized that the fact that this teacher was willing to stand up to him to protect his students showed that he was a teacher with principles.

Hoshino Shusuke did not continue the topic, and said politely, "I have other guests to attend to. Please make yourselves at home and don't be shy."

"Okay, you're busy."

Chizuru Tsukishima smiled and replied.

Watching Hoshino Shusuke turn and leave, Tsukishima Chizuru did not blame Aozawa for his impulsiveness.

The two had known each other for many years, and she knew Qingze's personality well.

If Qingze had swallowed his anger just now, that would have truly surprised her.

“I’m going over there to say hello to some acquaintances,” she said, pointing to a group of elegantly dressed ladies not far away. “Would you like to come with me, or just wander around by yourself?”

I'll wander around by myself.

Qingze glanced at the group of bejeweled ladies and felt that it was inappropriate for a grown man like him to go over there.

Moreover, he has his own "target" to investigate.

Chizuru Tsukishima released her grip on his hand and nodded, saying, "Alright then, let's split up for now."

She walked gracefully toward the group of ladies.

Qingze then turned and walked towards the man with the "Evil God's Claw" tag above his head.

However, before he could get close to the man, he heard someone call his name from the side.

"Huh? Isn't that Qingze?"

Qingze paused, turning his head to look.

In a small circle of four, a handsome man was looking at him in surprise.

Qingze blinked, quickly searching his mind, but couldn't recall who this person was for a moment.

"You are……"

"I am Naoto Sugiyama!"

The man quickly introduced himself, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible annoyance.

He always regarded Qingze as his greatest rival, to the point that he would recognize Qingze even if he turned him to ashes.

He had assumed the other person also "thought of" him, but to his surprise, the other person didn't remember him at all!

"Oh, it's Sugiyama!"

Qingze pretended to realize something, but actually didn't remember who it was. He casually made up an excuse and said, "It's been a long time. You've changed so much that I didn't recognize you at first."

"Haha, you're still the same as ever, no change at all."

Naoto Sugiyama chuckled twice, gently swirling a glass of champagne in his hand, and asked casually, "Ms. Tsukishima, didn't you come with me?"

Before Qingze could answer, another man next to him chuckled with a hint of mockery, "Straight man, don't bring up things you shouldn't. I bet you've broken up."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I misspoke."

Naoto Sugiyama immediately put on a look of apprehension, as if he were genuinely embarrassed for saying the wrong thing.

Qingze watched them sing in unison and said slowly, "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

Chizuru was chatting with her friends over there; I just came out for a walk by myself.

He didn't have much of an impression of Sugiyama Naoto, but he understood from his words that this guy must have pursued Tsukishima Chizuru during their university days.

Aozawa dared to make such a statement because back in the day at Tokyo University, the line of people pursuing Tsukishima Chizuru stretched from the teaching building to the school gate.

After all, which of the boys who can get into the school isn't a self-proclaimed genius?

But Chizuru Tsukishima didn't fancy anyone else and chose him the only one, which made him the "public enemy" of all the boys in the school at the time.

When Sugiyama Naoto heard Aozawa say that, he subconsciously stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction he indicated. Sure enough, he saw Tsukishima Chizuru's graceful and charming back.

The slight schadenfreude that had just risen in my heart was instantly replaced by a sour feeling of jealousy.

Damn it! Didn't you two agree to break up after graduation? Why are you still together?!

The smile on his face could no longer be maintained and became somewhat stiff.

His companions also looked sullen.

Qingze, too lazy to pay attention to these "losers," said in a flat tone, "I have something to do, please excuse me."

He didn't linger and continued walking towards the "evil god's henchman".

Qingze stopped when they were eight meters apart, pretending to savor the food on the table.

In fact, he was using all his senses to eavesdrop on their small circle of conversations.

Chapter 27 Liar

Normally, in such a noisy banquet venue, it is difficult to hear the conversations of those around you from a distance of eight meters.

Various noisy conversations and the clinking of cups and plates can create a barrier that interferes with hearing.

But Qingze is no ordinary person. His enhanced senses allow him to effectively filter out surrounding noise and clearly capture the conversation between the "evil god's henchman" and others eight meters away with just a little concentration.

He stood casually in front of a long table laden with exquisite pastries, picked up a decent-looking pastry and put it in his mouth, his attention focused on the conversation of the small group of six.

The other person was "interpreting" a dream for a well-dressed man, speaking eloquently and citing classical texts, which convinced the man to nod repeatedly, his face full of conviction and respect.

Qingze silently chewed the pastry in his mouth, his heart completely unmoved.

When he first arrived in this world, he also looked forward to exploring gods or extraordinary powers.

But after some effort, he was disappointed to find that those so-called "experts" or "masters" were all frauds.

If you simply maintain an objective and calm attitude, it's easy to see through their clumsy tricks.

Many people fall for scams not because they are stupid, but because the scammers' words precisely target their most pressing needs.

When ordinary people face a fate beyond their control, they often yearn for external help and pray to the gods for a change of fortune or protection.

These wealthy individuals, who have already enjoyed all the riches of the world, also have their own "needs".

How can one ensure wealth and honor after death?

Many scammers exploit this psychology to swindle huge sums of "donations" from wealthy individuals.

Of course, a con artist who can do this must also have considerable "ability," at least in terms of lying without blushing and pretending to be a "reclusive master," they must be highly skilled.

The man not far away was clearly a "qualified" swindler.

Aozawa listened patiently for a while and finally caught the information that interested him: the "Holy Buddhism" managed by the other party was about to hold a Dharma assembly at 1-8-2 Rokugencho, Kawagoe City, Saitama Prefecture.

It is said that this was to communicate with "Maitreya".

However, during the preparation for the Dharma assembly, "there was still a shortage of funds."

Upon hearing this, the others in that small circle immediately expressed their willingness to generously donate funds.

Upon hearing this, Qingze turned and left.

He had originally planned to make his move after the banquet, but now he thought that perhaps it would be more appropriate to do so tomorrow.

Tomorrow's Dharma assembly will likely replicate the scene of the Sanada family, with even more individuals bearing red names appearing at the assembly.

Moreover, time is a bit tight today, making it difficult to find a suitable opportunity.

……

He temporarily shifted his attention to the food on the table, searching around for a snack that suited his taste.

Not long after, a familiar figure came into view.

Yatohime was seen occupying a table with a giant king crab all to herself, eating it with great relish without any regard for her image.

Qingze walked up with a smile and greeted, "Yato."

"Well……"

Hearing the familiar voice, Yatohime quickly swallowed the crab meat stuffed in her mouth, turned her head, and showed a hint of surprise on her face: "Ozawa, what are you doing here?"

Once she left the school and was no longer a student, she naturally stopped calling him "teacher" in a proper manner.

Qingze deliberately put on a stern face and said, "How dare you call me 'Xiaoze'?"

"What a hassle," Yatohime pouted, then readily changed her address: "How about I just call you Azawa then?"

With the nickname "Xiao Ze" already in place, "A Ze" does sound much more pleasant.

Qingze stopped dwelling on the issue of address and replied, "I came with Qianhe."

"Oh~"

Yato-hime deliberately drew out her words, a mischievous smile on her face, and said, "It seems those rumors at school weren't just gossip. When are you going to invite me to your wedding?"

"decide as things go."

Qingze gave a vague answer.

Yato-hime didn't delve into the matter, and with a smile handed over a huge, peeled crab claw, enthusiastically recommending, "This is super delicious."

According to Saori, these king crabs were specially transported from their place of origin by a private plane, and they were still lively and energetic when they landed.

Why isn't Hoshino with you?

Qingze took the crab claw and glanced around.

Yato-hime shrugged and said, "She's inside with her mother, entertaining some important guests."