Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1249 Ragnarok of the Gods (27)

In the lingering winter season, the frost is cold and the wind is blowing, and the new year is coming.

I still remember the first time we met, it was also in the New Year. That night you and your sister Aoi went to Nezu Shrine to pray for blessings. It was unusually quiet.The monks' blessings sounded in the distance, faintly, mournfully and weakly, as if complaining about the unsatisfactory life of the year, which made people feel sad.Somehow, you suddenly sang a song in the howling cold wind, I still remember the name of that song - "上を向いて歩こう", you sang very loudly, and the pedestrians on the whole road were watching You, the look in your eyes is full of strangeness, but you don't care about it at all, and you sing louder, louder than monks praying, and you are very happy.

That was the first time I saw you, I remembered you and that song.

The second time we met was at a dinner hosted by the then Defense Minister Masao Goto, and the guest of honor was your sister.Your sister shines like a diamond and is sought after by all.I saw you wandering among those who were chasing your sister, making them fight for your sister, but you stood watching the show as if nothing had happened.Later, you sneaked out of the banquet hall, and I followed you out out of curiosity. I didn't expect you to sneak into Masao Goto's study and bedroom with audacity.I don't know what you took or installed that day, but you have to know that if I hadn't stopped Masao Goto, you would have been caught straight.You owe me a favor, but if you don't know it, forget it.

The seventh time is already on Penglai Island.Your wanton behavior surprised me, and to be honest, I was a little surprised, because you always give me unexpected pleasure.I was thinking that if I was 20 years younger, maybe I would become a good partner with him. We would travel the world together, enjoy grievances and enemies, and look for our own treasures.I don't know when I started to think twice about everything, like being bound by hard and heavy iron chains. I remember that I was also a reckless man when I was young. If I didn't see you, I used to be completely Forgot what I used to be.

Now I stand on this ship, looking at the sea, lonely and empty.From the beginning of chaos to the civilization of human beings, we seem to have conquered this vast planet.Sometimes when I go back to the city, I stand on a tall building and look at the lights, thinking that this is the world, the city, and my home.We have consciousness, established order, and created entertainment. We sing, play, get drunk and laugh in this world, and when we wake up, we do our own things, and we are lonely alone.

I find it strange why so many people in this world are busy, working hard, consuming their lives, living in a small or spacious room looking for something.I don't know what other people are looking for, I just know I'm looking for something that doesn't make me feel alone.

What exactly is it?
Probably because we human beings are inherently wrong beings, and desire and consciousness are irreconcilable contradictions, so the so-called life does not have so much joy, pain, sorrow, and hard work are commonplace for human beings.There must be no way to live happily, right?If there were, there would be no such temples in the world.

But seeing you doing what you want willfully, I somehow feel happy, just like I am doing it myself.

Well, I don't know what I was talking about.

Probably, it was the feeling of a middle-aged man who was full of shackles and bored before he died!
Finally, I hope you can continue to play this game happily.

Another and six years on December [-]
Yuan Guangyi

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2025 12 Month 31 Day.

Tokyo time, 11:36PM.

Tokyo District Public Prosecutor's Office Special Investigation Division.

It was raining lightly and the weather was cold.

Looking down from a high altitude, Lihong's downtown is full of gorgeous lights, the trees on the street are entwined with neon lights, and the display screens of high-rise buildings are playing red and white song battles.In the misty rain and fog, the Tokyo Tower was lit up with colorful lights, and the words "2025happy new year" were flashing on it.The red lanterns of the shrine were shaking in the wind and rain, and the crowds of people came to worship. Even the rainy weather could not stop the enthusiasm of Lihong people to celebrate New Year's Day.

As if there is no night in this city.

New Year’s Day is equivalent to Lihong’s New Year’s Day. Logically speaking, all institutions should have their annual holidays, but the Tokyo District Public Prosecutor’s Office’s Special Investigation Department, located directly opposite Hibiya Park, is brightly lit, and the headquarters building is also heavily guarded, with armed guards Ten steps, one post, five steps and one sentry patrolled outside the wall, and the guards here were even more tightly guarded than the Imperial Palace not far away.

In fact, it is difficult for ordinary people to notice this European-style Baroque palace building located near the Imperial Palace. Except for the house number and the balance logo with "TPSC" at its entrance, there are no other signs hanging, so it is even more unrecognizable. So this is the famous Special Search Department of the Tokyo District Public Prosecutor's Office.

Different from the traditional aristocratic powers, the Special Search Department of the Tokyo Local Prosecutor's Office is "two trees grown from different roots" in the Lihong political circle. It originated from the failure of the second war. Kamikaze hid a large number of materials. In order to find all kinds of materials hidden by kamikaze, the Lihong Taishang Emperor MacArthur at that time established an organization called "Range Forces". Most of its members were Japanese staff from the original Star Gate Consulate. idea.After being awarded to Uroboros, this group of personnel devoted themselves to the Stargate.Relying on the advantage of being far more familiar with kamikaze than Stargate, he seized a lot of assets hidden by kamikaze, and made great contributions to MacArthur.

Since then, this organization has been retained, specializing in the investigation of corruption and bribery in the political and financial circles of kamikaze. This is the predecessor of the Special Search Department.Later, it gradually developed into an existence independent of Kamikaze and attached to Star Gate. Many of them left the Special Investigation Department and entered the political arena with the support of Star Gate, becoming the second largest faction in Lihong's political arena. .

This faction is not as deep-rooted as the nobles, and the number is not large, but there have been several Lihong chief executives, with great power. It is the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all bureaucrats and politicians. The sword of Damocles on the heads of all bureaucrats and politicians.

Maybe smart people can recognize the extraordinaryness of this place from the surrounding buildings with tall house signs, but obviously the drunk who is walking on the cherry blossom road at the moment is not included.

In the middle of the night of the cold and windy New Year's Day, even if people are not hiding in a warm room to watch the red and white song war, they should be waiting for the New Year's bell to ring in the bustling Shinjuku, Shibuya and Roppongi.No one will come to this road that is almost full of government agencies at this moment.Not to mention that there are no pedestrians on the long street, there are not even vehicles. There are only street lights illuminating the slanting wind and drizzle, and a drunk man with a briefcase in his arms and his head drooping, staggering on the sidewalk.

Probably because he was too suspicious, when the drunk was about to pass through the solemn and solemn gate of the Special Search Department of the Tokyo District Inspection Office, he was wearing a full set of Amerika exoskeleton, holding an electromagnetic pulse gun, and wearing a black and white lettering "Special Search" on his arm. "The guard with armbands walked out of the gate, and first asked the other party to stop, probably because he was used to the gentleness of the Lihong police, but the drunk just looked up, ignored him, and continued to walk forward with his body shaking.Then there was a dispute, and the noise was extremely loud in the empty street, and even attracted a few white men in black suits to come out to watch.Things quieted down quickly when the white men came out.The guard pinned the drunk to the pavement, beat him up, found that he was just an ordinary person, and kicked him to the road with a final kick, telling him to roll off.

The drunk man was beaten violently. At this time, he was mostly sober. Knowing that he was afraid, he only picked up his mobile phone. He even forgot to pick up the black briefcase under the curb, and stumbled towards the opposite Hibiya Park.

Xiyuanji Benimaru is holding up a telescope in the Matsumoto Building in the middle of Hibiya Park to look at what happened in the Special Investigation Department of the Tokyo District Inspection Office. After getting all the barrels out, he walked cautiously towards the black briefcase leaning against the curb, he couldn't help laughing "haha", then turned his head and said to Yan Funing who was standing beside him, "Delay the action for a while!"

"Actually, it doesn't affect." Yan Funing put down the binoculars in his hand, and said calmly.

"I can't let anyone run away, and I can't give them time to react and destroy the data. I have to find a suitable excuse for my behavior. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to convince other people to support me in fighting the Star Gate." Xiyuan Temple Red Wan paused for a moment, then added in a low voice, "Our Lihong people's fear of star gates is deeply rooted in our bones."

Yan Funing said noncommittally: "Yes, you have the final say."

"In any case, your opinion must be respected."

"I don't care. I just think it's better to celebrate the arrival of New Year's Day by invading the Special Investigation Department of the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office." Yan Funing paused, as if he couldn't find a suitable adjective.

"special?"

"Ah~!" Yan Funing smiled, "Compared to little boys and fat people, it's actually nothing special."

Xiyuanji Benimaru laughed "haha" indifferently, then blinked at Yan Funing and said, "Why don't you go and burn the Lingxi Book Feng'an Hall? I think that would be a more interesting celebration."

"No." Yan Funing shook his head and said, "It's not interesting for me to burn it, but it's interesting for you to burn it."

"The Lingxi Book Feng'an Hall is just an external manifestation. I want to burn the temple that is pressing on Lihong people." Xiyuanji Benimaru looked at the gorgeous Baroque building in the rain, and the little drops of rain Knocking on the light golden eaves, the mist splashed, and the mist shrouded the brightly lit building like a gauze. Behind it was the faint light of the Imperial Palace. In the blurred raindrops, the light was as dim as a white sky. The flag, "Look, there it is, does it look like a western knife on Lihong's heart?"

"I admire your greatness."

"I'm just consuming other people's lives in order to be on the stage of history." Benimaru Xienji smiled, "And I'm on the stage just to hope that this world can be more interesting, not like an endless world. Routine novels. Most people don’t quite understand that scumbags like me have a very boring life. When they were born, their cards were all king bombs. It seems that you have everything, but in fact your hands are empty.”

"It seems we have a different view of the world and history. I think this world is too interesting, even crazy. It should be more peaceful."

"The essence is the same."

"Same?"

Xiyuanji Benimaru smiled, like an epiphyllum blooming in the night, he said noncommittally: "Brother Yan, why don't we go and see that nasty drunk who interfered with our plan."

"Ok?"

"Let's guess why he was drunk?"

"The troubles of mortals are very simple, except for money and love."

"more specific."

"A little bit of both, I guess."

Xiyuanji Benimaru smiled, "Brother Yan really doesn't like to show his flaws." He raised his right index finger and said with a smile, "Choose one, only one. What do you think is the main reason why he got drunk today? reason."

Yan Funing raised his binoculars and searched for traces of the drunk in the lush Hibiya Park. When he saw him sitting on a bench under a pine tree panting and resting, he said, "I choose love."

Xiyuanji Benimaru laughed, "I think you won." He turned and walked towards the stairs, "But it doesn't prevent us from taking a peek at his life."

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Xiyuanji Benimaru and Yan Funing walked out of the Matsumoto Building. The large grove of cherry blossoms downstairs was waving its bare branches in the bleak wind and rain. Poor singlet.

The two kept a certain distance and walked on the pavement paved with hexagonal bricks in the park.The bare cherry blossom forest is the pine forest and the lawn. The neatly trimmed pine trees are full of branches and leaves, as if wrapped in thick winter clothes, and they don't care about the cold in winter. Under the reflection of the two, the cherry blossom forest looks so withered and pathetic.

Soon Xiyuanji Benimaru and Yan Funing saw a drunk sitting on a wooden bench on the trail leading to Sakura Road. He was about 35 years old, dressed in a standard Tokyo social animal dress, wearing an old black shirt on his upper body. Wool coat, a good texture but slightly old woolen coat with several large footprints printed on it, and two buttons were torn off, revealing the thin down jacket inside.The legs in trousers and leather shoes are swinging slightly, I don't know if it's because of pain or cold.The hair was wet and messy and stuck to the forehead, revealing the standard M-shaped hair loss angle.There was a streak of blood at the corner of his mouth.He completely forgot about the coldness, holding the mobile phone with a broken screen in his hand, muttering obscenities.

"A bunch of bastards, hooligans, you parasites of society should go to hell!"

While the drunk man was chanting, Xiyuanji Hongwan and Yan Funing quietly walked in front of him.Xiyuanji Hongwan didn't speak, neither did Yan Funing. The two stood quietly in the drizzle, looking down at the drunk man sitting on the bench.The street lamps on the side illuminated a halo like fog, and the rain shone like a thin bead curtain in the halo, separating them, like a movie screen.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the countdown came from a distance, and deafening shouts came from the Ginza that reflected the sky.

"じゅう!"

"きゅう!"

"D!"

Hearing this cheerful sound, the man finally raised his bruised and swollen face, and suddenly found that there were two more people in front of him. The man was startled, exclaimed "Hey~~~", and threw away the gun in his hand. The mobile phone rolled off the bench, fell on the lawn and shouted: "You... what are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

Saienji Benimaru smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, sir. You have to know that fear is not helpful to human beings."

The drunk man propped his hands on the wet grass, looked up at Xiyuanji Hongmaru and Yan Funing standing on the trail.The bewitching and beautiful Saizonoji Benimaru was wearing a black-patterned haori and holding a Japanese sword in his arms, like a chic and beautiful Japanese swordsman.In the carrier state, Yan Funing didn't have any injuries on his face. He was wearing a gray plaid single-breasted three-button, notch lapel British style suit. He was tall and leggy and handsome, with his hands in his pockets. .The two stood side by side, the thin rain stained their hair and cheeks, and a faint white air rose up, making the atmosphere a bit inexplicably melancholy. When the lights swept across, it was comparable to the shooting scene of an idol drama.

Probably the same good looks of the two gave the drunk a sense of security. He rolled his throat and stammered, "You...are you human or ghost?"

"not human"

The drunk man began to shake his teeth, and the sound of the clash of his teeth rattled in the silent rainy night.He stared at Xiyuanji Benimaru's hideously beautiful face, and became even more frightened. He took a few steps back on the grass, and said frightenedly, "Don't come here!"

Xienji Benimaru smiled, "But it's not a ghost." He said, "It's the Chosen One. You must have heard the word Chosen One, right?"

The drunk man froze for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief, "The Chosen One? Of course." He twitched his somewhat swollen face, and said intermittently, "Of course. I've heard that there are...human beings with...superpowers!"

Xiyuanji Benimaru bent slightly and stretched out his hand to the drunk, and said sincerely, "Isn't it cold sitting on the grass? I think your clothes are already soaked?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" The drunk quickly stood up swaying left and right, "Sorry, I drank a little too much."

Xiyuanji Benimaru withdrew his hand, "Actually, we are just curious about why you drink alone on New Year's Day?"

The drunk man hesitated and said, "This."

"If you want to talk, we can vent your anger for you and beat the person who beat you just now."

"really?"

"We are the chosen ones."

"Ah~ Yes! The Chosen One~" The drunk man widened his blurred eyes, and he asked a little awkwardly, "But...but why do you want to help me?"

"Help you?" Xiyuanji Benimaru shook his head, "Don't get me wrong, we are not helping you. We are just entertaining you."

"You..." The drunk man was a little angry, he clenched his fists, but he noticed the long knife held in Xiyuanji Benimaru's arms, and the white double crane embroidered family crest on Kuromon Fukori's chest, he Shivering, he slowly let go of his hand, and said with trembling lips, "What are you guys doing?"

The drunk man's fright did not affect Xiyuanji Benimaru's interest at all. He pointed to Yan Funing who had been silent all the time with a smile and said, "The two of us made a bet on why you were drunk."

"Really...really unreasonable! You are too unreasonable." The drunk reprimanded weakly.

"Although it is indeed a temporary pastime, we are asking you with a sincere heart. I don't want to lie to you, and I don't mean to make fun of you. It's just two boring people who saw a The stranger got drunk and was beaten up, so he became curious and wanted to find out what happened to you." Xiyuanji Benimaru smiled kindly, "I think you drink alone Drunkness must have unspeakable thoughts. Sometimes you might as well say it out to people who have nothing to do with it. Maybe it can relieve a little psychological burden. Maybe we can also give you some comfort, like the beating those who said at the beginning A meal for your disrespectful social parasite, or maybe some other solace. It's all up to you, and we won't force you to tell your story just because of our silly bet. "

"However, although"

"If you feel embarrassed, then interrupt."

"Actually. Actually, there is nothing you can't say." The expression on the drunk man's face was uncertain, and his hands were also rubbing anxiously. He thought for a while in silence, and then said tremblingly: "Yesterday .Yesterday I.I.I saw my wife's message on the danna-shine.com website. She said that she was very upset when she saw my face in the morning and wanted me to leave the house quickly. Said I I told her that I was very envious that I could let her stay at home with nothing to do, but she had to do housework every day, a pile of garbage to collect, a pile of clothes to wash, a pile of dishes to brush, and children to take care of. Tell me that I am not good at making money, other people’s wives live in luxury houses, go to America on vacation, and often go to beauty salons. I simply delay her life. She thinks that she can live a better life. She is very Not reconciled, she lost her body and mind because of me, saying that she used to be a healthy woman who loved to laugh, but now she has become so depressed, she really wants me to die." He sat down on the bench, holding his head Cried bitterly, "I don't know why she hates me so much and wants me to die so much, I never found out before."

Xiyuanji Benimaru turned to look at Yan Funing and said with a smile, "It seems that you are right."

Benimaru's gentle smile and the mournful cry of the drunk form a sharp contrast under the street lights on a rainy night, like an abstract painting with profound meaning.

"It's just a coincidence." Yan Funing replied.

Xiyuanji Benimaru blinked at the sobbing drunk, and asked softly, "Then do you want her to die?"

The drunk man raised his head and murmured, "Of course not, I'm not that cruel. I'm not that cruel. After all, she is the child's mother."

"What's your job?"

"It's just the director of an ordinary club. It was supposed to be a promotion for me this year, no. It should be last year, but last year's economic environment was not very good. If you want to get promoted, you have to go overseas. I thought she must not I would agree, so I rejected the overseas dispatch and chose to stay in Lihong headquarters, so I have to continue to endure." The drunk man sighed, "I would have known that I would have gone overseas, I know I can't be considered successful, but today's economy In such a recession, I can have a reliable club like me, and the income is barely enough, so it’s not too bad in Tokyo.” A little higher level than ordinary members)

The drunk began to babble about his hard work and seriousness at work, saying that he would get up at 06:30 every morning, catch the tram, and get off work at [-]:[-] in the evening, and sometimes he had to have a drink with his boss. He said that his performance pressure was also huge. The new colleagues all graduated from prestigious schools. Only he came from an ordinary school and must be more diligent than the others. Then he said that he was not a failure, at least he had a stable income to support the house and support. wife and children.

Xiyuanji Benimaru listened patiently for a while, then interrupted him, and asked lightly, "Do you dare to kill someone?"

This sudden sentence startled the drunk man, he was tongue-tied for a long time before he said, "What are you kidding?"

"Do you think I'm a joker?"

The drunk man glanced at Xiyuanji Benimaru, then stared blankly at the double crane family crest on his black-patterned haori.

Xiyuanji Benimaru smiled, "In that case, go home quickly! Maybe your wife prepared a delicious meal for you. After eating, have a good chat with your wife, and the knot will be solved. You can still continue to make do with each other, right?" He paused, "Of course, it's more likely that your wife is happily posting messages on the Internet, saying that my dead ghost husband has to work overtime on New Year's Day and hasn't come back , so happy. And then when you get home, she's asleep, and you're sitting alone in a dark room, feeling sad. It's not the saddest night, and you'll be suffering like this for a long time to come. , unable to make any changes, over and over again!"

The drunk closed his eyes and shivered in the cold rain.

"I'm glad to hear your story, so I'll take my leave, sir." When Xiyuanji Hongmaru turned around, he said "Let's go" to Yan Funing, and the two continued to walk in the direction of Sakura Street. Night Breeze and Rain There was a slight rustling sound when blowing on the dark green pine waves, like the swaying of cold sea water.

After walking a short distance, Xiyuanji Benimaru asked softly, "Do you think he will catch up?"

Yan Funing was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "I think of the 'Mouse Utopia' experiment."

Xiyuanji Benimaru smiled, "Yes! No matter if it is human or animal, there is hope to survive! As long as there is even a little bit of hope, they will hold on to it firmly. It can burst out a hundred times and a thousand times more energy, and hold on to that little hope. Our Lihong is now a country without hope, people have gone crazy, and this place is a huge madhouse."

"I thought you would enjoy such a world."

"No, when everyone around you is a lunatic, you don't have the slightest sense of superiority as a lunatic!"

"Oh~ ordinary people like me can't understand it at all. I have no guts or ambitions. I just want to live a good life. I can eat a bowl of steaming rice noodles every morning, and then take the subway to clock in, go to work, and clock out. Nine to five, don’t need too much social interaction, go home and cook by yourself, play basketball, play games and watch movies after dinner, go further, work hard to earn money to buy a house, and enjoy a regular and simple life, that’s enough Perfect."

"Look who was the person who said this last time I heard it? It seems that the surname is Ma. He said that he was not interested in money and regretted that he founded XXXX. The happiest time was when he was paid 91 yuan a month. He was the teacher. when."

"grown ups."

A nervous shout sounded from behind, interrupting the chat between Xiyuansi Hongwan and Yan Funing. They turned their heads at the same time and saw the drunk man staggering up after them. This section of the trail was between two street lamps, and it was dark In the shadow of the shadow, he stopped somewhere, hid that ugly face in the dark area, looked at Xiyuanji Hongwan and Yan Funing standing within the range of the street lights, as if they were separated by a movie screen, as if they were within reach And, staring at each other out of reach.

The drunk asked tremblingly: "Master, what do you mean by dare to kill someone?"

"Well, it's not interesting." Saiyuanji Benimaru said, "I'm just thinking, this country is too old, he is dominated by old people who are dying, so he is like a dying geriatric patient, I want Kill him, replace him with young blood, replace him with brand new organs, let him regain his vitality and light, and let the country that was once called an empire become an empire again!"

The drunk man clenched his fists, his whole body was stiff, and his mouth was opened, as if he didn't know what to say.

"If there is nothing else, let's say goodbye." Xienji Benimaru said with a gentle smile, "By the way, Happy New Year's Day, sir."

Seeing that Xiyuanji Benimaru was about to turn around again, the drunk man mustered up his courage and walked into the range of light and said loudly, "I dare!" He gasped and whispered, "I dare. I want to kill him too!"

Xiyuanji Benimaru stared at the drunk man's bruised and swollen face in the light, and smiled, "I like young people with ideals, you are the future of the empire." He smiled slightly, raised his arms The long knife in his arms pointed at the golden palace standing outside the park in the dark and windy weather, and said casually, "Now, as long as you can throw something into that building for me... that's fine. "

The drunk man breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a stumbling manner: "My lord! I, I, what can I get?"

Xiyuanji Benimaru smiled like a holy angel, "A chance to change your destiny."

(End of this chapter)