Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 669 - 667: A New Storm Has Emerged

From the leader of the special task force to the Police Director, then to the Director of Intelligence, and the Minister of State.

As Morimoto Chiyoda's status rose, her means of managing subordinates underwent subtle changes.

She gradually understood why some people, when their careers progressed, tended to industrialize the employment process instead of boldly promoting talent.

Sitting in a high position, looking down, there were indeed too many people who could work for her.

To distinguish who was talented and who was mediocre purely by herself was tantamount to wasting time.

She could only learn from the mouths of those below whether someone could take on a major responsibility.

But occasionally, when exceptions arose, Morimoto Chiyoda still possessed the courage to make bold appointments.

For example, her appointment of Riki was due to recognizing her sincere dedication to the professor.

This woman was willing to work her way up from the very bottom to a senior assistant to reclaim the professor's belongings.

Ultimately conveying her voice to Chiyoda's desk, this effort and talent were worthy of reward.

Thus, Morimoto Chiyoda was willing to give her a chance.

Riki grabbed the general information and turned to leave, muttering, "With just this little intelligence, how do I manage?"

Despite her complaints, she didn't plan to give up. To find out where the professor went and what he did during his life, she could only get the most accurate information by staying in the intelligence department.

Morimoto Chiyoda stretched lazily, picked up the coffee on the table, but hadn't sipped it yet.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, she put down the coffee, unlocked it, revealing a photo from Ayatsuki Ayaka.

She and Aozawa were staying at a place teeming with people, and from the camera's perspective, one could see the floating altar and the square water body.

The altar is now the world's number one divine wonder, greatly boosting Tokyo's tourism industry.

Every day, large crowds of tourists flock to Tokyo to the Mount Fuji Ruins, taking pictures and checking in, making it the hottest domestic tourist spot.

A mass of people with diverse beliefs even revered the altar as the wonder of their true gods.

As for the official explanation, those people didn't understand a damn thing about the wonder, no one comprehended the source of the wonder better than they did.

The Metropolitan Police Department specifically deployed three thousand people to maintain local order and prevent disputes due to differing beliefs among adherents.

Morimoto Chiyoda looked at the photo, the girl on it had a face full of smiles, while the boy was holding her by the shoulder.

This seemingly compatible couple made Morimoto Chiyoda feel sour, yet there's an indescribable feeling, like the chilled plum of summer, wanting to spit it out at first taste, but after chewing a bit.

Gradually adapting to that taste, she sensed an unusual joy.

Morimoto Chiyoda couldn't help but doubt if she had some special preference?

She clearly didn't need them to send photos of their date, yet she still asked Ayatsuki Ayaka for them.

"Sister Chitose, we've arrived here, there are so many people."

"Haha, I'm still handling official duties."

Morimoto Chiyoda took a photo of the files in front of her and sent it over.

As for whether it involved leaks, Morimoto Chiyoda wasn't concerned, the files were sealed on the surface, unseen inside, naturally eliminating the risk of leaking when photos were sent.

...

"Then I won't disturb your work."

Ayatsuki Ayaka clicked send, looking at those files, secretly sighed.

Sister Chitose is not having it easy, or rather, no adults have it easy.

Each works diligently to earn money, making Ayatsuki Ayaka feel a sudden wave of guilt.

Her parents and sister are all earning money, while she accompanies her boyfriend here, is that okay?

Aozawa reached out to poke her furrowed brow, laughingly said, "Frown any more, and you'll turn into an old granny."

"Hey."

Ayatsuki Ayaka didn't retort, just lightly sighed, showing worry, "I feel, is it not good for us to have fun like this?

Sister Chitose, and parents, everyone is working hard, I also want to work hard!"

"Silly girl, it's exactly because of that, we have to enjoy playing, not letting the adults' hard work on their jobs go to waste."

Aozawa lifted her bangs, whispered in her ear, "There are so many people here, shall we rest a bit at the nearby hot spring inn?"

Ayatsuki Ayaka understood what kind of rest Aozawa meant.

Her face turned bright red, though she wanted to raise her hand and say, men only hinder her efforts.

But after much thought, she hadn't had chicken for a few days.

She missed the taste of chicken.

"Alright."

Ayatsuki Ayaka nodded with a red face, showing an obedient look of being at his disposal.

Aozawa grinned, took her hand, and walked away in the opposite direction.

...

Along the way, various chaotic sects tried to hand Aozawa pamphlets.

There were numerous deities he hadn't even heard of printed on the pamphlets, yet their existence dates back thousands, even tens of thousands of years.

With items possessing blessings, consecration, exorcism, etc., also appearing on stalls, sold to foreign tourists at eyebrow-raising prices.

Those who could afford international travel naturally had substantial economic conditions.

Those with poor economic conditions who still love traveling abroad are always the minority.

Aozawa dragged Ayatsuki Ayaka away from the noisy place, not choosing those hot spring inns, heading entirely towards quiet mountain forests.

Ayatsuki Ayaka looked up, suspiciously asked, "Aozawa, are there hot spring inns here?"

"Only the pure natural hot springs can be considered the most authentic hot spring inns."

Aozawa answered, expression unchanged.

Ayatsuki Ayaka widened her eyes, quickly scanned left and right, nervously said, "This isn't good, if we get discovered in the wild..."

"Don't worry, my senses are very sharp, I can clearly detect any disturbances within a hundred meters."

"You talk as if you have superpowers."

Ayatsuki Ayaka pouted her lips, her heart pounding.

Aozawa chuckled, "I do have superpowers, the superpower of love allows me to fear nothing."

"Eww, that's so cheesy."

Ayatsuki Ayaka nudged his shoulder, then stuck to him like chewing gum, sighed, "Actually, having superpowers isn't always a good thing, it's better to have none than useless ones."

"There's no need to rush, take it slow."

Aozawa comforted her, already pondering in his mind how to ensure Ayaka's progress.

There were several plans he thought of, but he didn't know which would be the best choice.

One thing was certain, he couldn't let Ayaka keep striving without any reward.

After all, Ayaka seemed cheerful on the outside, but inside she was a bit self-conscious, feeling she couldn't match Maggie or Chitose.

Recently, she's even stopped posting short videos on TikTok, planning to fully focus on mastering her superpowers.

The lack of progress for a long time was a blow to Ayaka.

The question is whether change happens in dreams or in reality?

This was Aozawa's dilemma.

Will-o'-the-wisp and the Nightmare Party, no matter how powerful, were false items.

No matter how small the real improvement, it always genuinely enhanced physical fitness.

Aozawa was thinking about these issues, not in a hurry to make a decision; tomorrow was Sunday, the day after Monday, he would wait for the new superpowers to emerge before saying more.

His climbing steps stopped, he reached out to touch the tree trunk, activated catalyst induction to confirm there was no one nearby, and let Shadow Soldiers lurk inside the shadows of the forest to prevent anyone approaching.

"Ayaka, it's really hot, do you want to take off your clothes to cool down a bit?"

"Hmm."

Ayatsuki Ayaka replied with a flushed face, feeling really hot as her cheeks turned fiery.

Aozawa was also unreserved, bowed his head and took a bite of the tasty wheat bread.

...

Chiyoda District, Imperial Palace, Imperial Household Agency.

Bright sunshine fell on the white walls outside, the window of the second-floor office was open, letting the autumn breeze enter.

Phoenix Academy Maggie sat upright behind the crescent-shaped desk, she looked at the intelligence in her hand and then lifted her head to look at the short-haired girl in front of her, solemnly said, "Takahashi, can you guarantee this information is reliable?"

Takahashi Saeko stood before the desk, smiled and said, "Miss, rest assured, my professional ethics would never allow me to submit potentially false reports.

Thirty-four Ryuu, twenty-eight years old, a half-brother of Sanjushi Tera.

According to my investigation, he is different from his brother Tera; he is the kind of person within the family who lazes around, has no skills, yet loves bragging everywhere.

Most importantly, he is lustful; previously, I monitored him through a telescope and discovered his gaze toward his sister-in-law showed clear intent."

"Really."

Phoenix Academy Maggie looked at the man in the photo, appearing tall and robust, with a lot of flesh on his face, his appearance kind-hearted.

"Since you're confident, arrange someone to contact him, see if you can provoke his desire for power."

"Yes."

Takahashi Saeko bowed, turned to leave, but Phoenix Academy Maggie called out: "Wait, you were the Street Cleaner before, you should be familiar with the underworld.

Recently, the Metropolitan Police Department received information that a group of extremists plans to stir trouble in Japan, they arranged for an arms dealer codenamed Clown to deliver arms.

Do you have any information on this?"

"Clown."

Takahashi Saeko showed a trace of seriousness and said, "When I was working part-time in New York before, I heard of Clown but never met him.

It's known Clown controls 40% of the gun sales in the United States and is a welcome guest of extremist groups and warlords in Africa and the Middle East.

I've heard he is a cold-blooded arms dealer, once during a mission, his own younger brother couldn't stand the guilty conscience and blew up a truck of arms, only to be killed by African warlords.

Yet he remained unfazed and continued negotiating with the warlords, receiving the other half of the payment.

This is a man defined by arms trading alone, his motto being, if he wants it delivered, the arms will arrive at the destination on time, no delays!"

"Is that so, please keep an eye on Clown's intelligence in Tokyo."

Phoenix Academy Maggie assigned Takahashi Saeko to this task. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Since taking over the Imperial Court Retainers, responsible for intelligence work, she went from an outsider to an insider, deeply feeling the pressure of decision-making.

Yet Phoenix Academy Maggie held no sense of discouragement; instead, she seemed full of fighting spirit.

She didn't understand what the U.S. extremists planned in Japan but knew clearly what she had to do.

That was to do everything to stop their plan.