I am a god in Tokyo

Speaking of which, what kind of abnormal event is Yoshihara Flower Street?

The people living here are full of flesh and blood, have joys, angers, sorrows and joys, neither furtive nor spirits, just the most normal living people.

Where did the people who hid in Yoshihara in the past go? Could it be that they also live in this city?

The strangeness of this street goes far beyond that.

When he was terrified of thinking,

At the banquet, everyone has already started to praise the future oiran, Miss Xiaodie.

As the future oiran, he must be a nobleman, even if he can't kiss Fangze, he can get acquainted with her.

on the main seat,

Xin Yiniang turned the wine glass, smiling, but glanced at the young warrior sitting in the corner of the hall out of the corner of her eye.

"Everyone."

She spoke softly, telling everyone to stop being courteous.

"What Xiaodie admires the most is a peerless hero with both cultural relics. If someone can win her favor tonight, she can have a night chat with Xiaodie in my palace and enjoy the wind, flowers, snow and moon together."

Surprised and delighted, everyone looked at Xiaodie who bowed her head shyly.

"I have two pairs of Ye Mingzhu, dedicated to Miss Xiaodie."

Immediately, a wealthy businessman came out and took out a gift box. Inside were a pair of night pearls the size of a baby's fist, which was extremely luxurious.

In the late Edo period, although the status of the rich remained unchanged, the hidden privileges could be improved a lot.

Like some rich and powerful people, it is also common to raise down-and-out warriors.

When he walked out, the nobles and ministers looked down upon him a little, but they couldn't say anything.

Facing Ye Mingzhu, Miss Xiaodie shook her head slightly.

The rich businessman's face froze, and he retreated with a sneer, causing everyone to laugh.

Then,

There are warriors who come up to show their martial arts, talented people who show their talents, and some nobles who show their family backgrounds. There are many outstanding people among them, but Xiaodie just shakes her head apologetically.

The higher her demands, the more aroused the interest of others.

Just as these people were showing their charm like peacocks begging for joy, a clear male voice came from the corner of the palace.

"I have a treasure, dedicated to Miss Xiaodie."

Everyone looked at him, but it was the young warrior who kept silent all the time, just drinking and eating.

Speaking of this warrior, he was the most threatening among them.

Without him,

The appearance is too outstanding.

In the end, they were cautious, but the other party had been drinking and eating since they entered the hall, like a wanderer who came to eat and drink, so he dispelled his vigilance, and did not expect to stand up at this time.

Xiaodie also looked over, her burgundy eyes suddenly glowed.

It's him!

The girl still remembered that at the previous banquet, the young warrior frequently peeked at her.

She has been rejecting other people's courtship, isn't it just to wait for you... Huh, taking advantage of my good looks, I have been making me wait impatiently, I will ask you later!

Although the girl pretended to be angry, she was almost overflowing with joy.

"What treasure can you have?"

The wealthy businessman was skeptical.

I even took out the Ye Mingzhu and the coral tree, but I didn't get the love of Miss Xiaodie. You poorly dressed warrior, what treasures do you have?

Uehara Wu held the sword box and stepped forward.

He walked in front of Xiaodie, met the girl's eyes, and unfolded the sword box.

divine power,

'crash'

Like the rushing of water, there is a jade sword placed flat in the simple and uncommon sword box. Under the catalysis of divine power, the jade sword flows and shines, just like the most rare blue-field jade in the world.

"This--"

Even the wealthy businessman's eyes almost popped out when he saw this radiant jade sword.

Compared with it, the treasures I prepared are like cheap grass on the ground.

He shook his head and sighed, raised his glass, and apologized to Uehara Satoru.

Not bad.

Xiaodie looked down at Yujian, suddenly confused, just thought she had seen it somewhere before, and then looked up at Shang Yuanwu, as if she wanted to impress this young man in her heart.

"I love so much."

Her fair face was blushing.

Uehara Satoru had a smile on his lips to conceal the seriousness in his eyes.

Standing in front of 'Xiaodie', he thought that Xia Zhiqiu would think of something, but now it seems that although Xiaodie and Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu have the same appearance, their temperaments are completely different.

If not for this familiar appearance,

Uehara Satoru even thought that he had admitted the wrong person.

"As long as Miss Xiaodie likes it."

Uehara Satoru closed the sword case and placed it gently in Xiaodie's palm.

Feijian and his mind are one, and he will be there at any time within a radius of 500 meters, just give it out, and just get it back when you find a chance.

"Since Xiaodie has chosen her beloved—"

In the main seat, Xin Yiniang's posture was lazy, with a smile that was not a smile.

But there are still people who disagree,

He thinks Uehara Satoru is only relying on treasures, rather than literary talent and martial arts. In this regard, there are warriors who come forward, hoping to compete with Uehara Satoru, not with swords, but with fists and feet.

"This?"

Xin Yiniang was a little embarrassed.

Uehara Satoru looked at the samurai in the hall, he didn't have time to compete with these people here to be jealous, and dipped his hand in the wine amidst everyone's surprised expressions.

The power of the gods works, just click and go.

call out!

The drink flew through the air, and hit his chest before the samurai regained his composure.

Immediately afterwards, Peiran's huge force came from his chest, and with a dull sound, the warrior was thrown out of thin air as if hit by a heavy hammer.

Bang!

The samurai flew two meters across the air and hit the stone pillar before falling down.

At this moment, everyone was shocked and speechless, dumbfounded, and looked at Uehara Satoru like a monster.

Those samurai who wanted to cut off Hu also retreated with lingering fear.

Can this be beaten?

What are you kidding? !

"Master Aoki is not only good-looking, but his martial arts are also extraordinary." Xin Yiniang's eyes were delighted, and she drank a lot of wine: "It seems that he is the hero in Miss Xiaodie's heart."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they could only shake their heads and smile wryly.

The samurai got up from the ground, stroked his chest, saluted Uehara Satoru, and sat back in his seat in shame.

Look at Miss Xiaodie again,

Now that his eyes are flooded, the heart of spring has sprouted.

At the end of the banquet, Xin Yiniang stood up and saluted. Although everyone did not become Xiaodie's guests, the original purpose of tonight was for Xin Yiniang, and it was not in vain. They just left with regret and envy.

Uehara Satoru was led by the maid into the guest room.

He sat cross-legged, staring at the flickering lights.

There is no day and night in Yoshihara, so it is impossible to estimate the time, but fortunately, the god himself is already waiting in Ningyocho, just waiting for the dawn to open the gate of Yoshihara when the overcast is turning extremely cloudy.

But before that, he still needs to restore Xiaochou's memory about Xiazhiqiu Shiyu.

"An hour and a half."

Uehara Satoru estimated the time.

At this time, a gentle and shy girl in a kimono knocked on the door and entered.

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"Your name is Xiaochou, an outsider from Yoshihara?"

"Do you remember who your parents are, and do you remember anything other than Yoshihara?"

"Have you heard of Kasumi Hill Shiwa?"

After several conversations,

Xiaodie lost her shyness, her face was full of confusion, she just felt strange.

It's such a romantic night, a night of talking and exchanging feelings by holding candles, why does Master Aoki ask all kinds of weird questions?

Uehara Satoru rubbed his forehead and looked at the girl opposite.

The oil lamp was dim, but it illuminated her somewhat charmingly.

Young men and women alone in a room,

This was an ambiguous and charming moment, but Uehara Satoru only found it terrifying.

'Her memory is fabricated! '

Xia Zhiqiu, no, Fluttershy!

She has no impression of Kasumigaoka Shiwa, only the memory of Kocho, who was born and raised in Yoshiwara, and has parents and friends in this world.

It's just like,

In the shell of Kasumi Hill, a new soul is stuffed.

'How is this going? '

Satoru Uehara's thoughts were confused, and so was this street. Why are there so many living people from the Edo period?

Are they the same as Kasumi Hill,

Memories are also fabricated?

'squeak'

The door of the room was pushed from the outside, and Uehara Wu subconsciously used his supernatural power to hold the protective mirror, but suddenly froze.

It was the oiran Xin Yiniang who walked in.

"Oiran empress!"

Xiaodie hurriedly got up to salute, but Uehara Wu sat cross-legged on the ground, just watched this beautiful woman walking slowly, and sat straight in front of him.

He had a hunch,

Your own confusion, the other party can answer.

"Mr. Aoki, are you here for Xiaodie?" Xin Yiniang also brought a jug of good wine, her demeanor relaxed a lot, and she calmed the nervous Xiaodie gently, and made the girl sit down too.

Uehara Satoru picked up the wine glass and said nothing.

Xin Yiniang smiled and said something surprising.

"Do you want to know what happened to Xiaodie's memory?"

Uehara Satoru raised his eyebrows and looked sharply.