Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 678 - 676: The Moon is Beautiful Tonight

"No way..."

Lombardo shouted and immediately sat up, stopping the words he was about to say. He touched his neck with both hands and found no signs of internal rupture.

He breathed a sigh of relief and also noticed that the situation around him was different from before.

This was his meditation room in Wofo Temple, but there were no monks from Wofo Temple, only the formally-dressed King and the three generals of the navy, army, and air force, sitting upright on their chairs.

Seeing him like this, the King felt a trace of unease but still clung to hope and asked, "Holy monk, did you successfully complete the trial?"

Hearing the King's words, Lombardo did not immediately respond, still lost in recalling the events that had just transpired. The boy's words indeed pierced his heart like a sharp sword, filling him with shame and anger.

Yet it also made him reflect on whether he had been blinded by fame and power.

Perhaps Buddha's test wasn't about gathering all the Magical Treasures to slay the Demon but rather a test of whether he possessed a compassionate heart.

He had let Buddha down.

With a bitter face, Lombardo said, "Thai King, I failed. I left nothing behind; all the Magical Treasures and power have been stripped away."

Saying this, he added, "I still need to deepen my cultivation to pass Buddha's trial."

The bitterness on his face was again covered by determination. He believed that as long as he cultivated diligently, he would be given another trial by Buddha.

The King felt a surge of anger, thinking this holy monk was truly muddleheaded. It was Xuanxiao who held the trial, what did it have to do with Buddha?

But he didn't voice this aloud, only took a deep breath and said, "Then we won't disturb the holy monk's meditations, farewell."

He got up and walked outside.

The three generals also left the meditation room with the King.

Outside, the sky was a clear blue, with white clouds drifting in the distance and bright sunlight spilling into the courtyard.

Yellowing leaves fell onto the ground paved with blue bricks.

A group of armed soldiers guarded the courtyard, with several helicopters circling in the air to ensure the safety of those present.

The King pursed his lips, his aged face full of coldness, continuing toward the outside of the courtyard.

The Guards moved with him.

A general stepped forward and said, "Thai King, the holy monk's failure has put us in a very passive position."

"I know, quickly send someone to report how many people participated in this trial and how many failed, as it concerns Thailand's interests, we must investigate thoroughly!"

The King emphasized his words, yet a trace of helplessness welled up in his heart.

He was ultimately not as good as his father...

If it were his father, his prestige would have ensured that every order was carried out, and the relevant personnel would have already reported their statistics.

Unlike now, where he demanded 100% accountability, but beyond ten steps, it might be trimmed to 90%.

Further down, it could become 80%, and the final report on his desk might be as low as 20%.

Many participants in the trial would be concealed by those below.

How can the Thai King's interests compare to their personal interests, especially when it involves the Different World?

Magical Treasures, demon corpses, and even the participants in the trial.

Which one of those generals and officials doesn't want to swallow them privately?

Whether for personal use or as bargaining chips with other countries, they could obtain unimaginable rich rewards.

The CIA had long been working to win over some people in Thailand.

The King's mind was clear, he only blamed himself for being reckless in his youth, indulging in pleasures, and now when he wanted to truly accomplish something, he felt resistance from all directions.

Sighing, the King looked up, wondering if he could seek immortality?

The doubt flashed through his mind, again covered by the resolve in his eyes, he must obtain immortality!

...

Fairbanks, Crab House.

On the scorched earth covering the restaurant ruins, Aozawa picked up Mjolnir, the Flag of Flaming Light Off the Ground, and other Magical Treasures exploded by Lombardo.

Such as the Buddha Beads of Invisibility, the disposable Five Thunders Boomtop Decree, the Five Ghosts Carrying Decree, and the Disrobing Charm.

As for Riki's Sleeve Universe, such storage-type Magical Treasures usually initiate a release process upon the owner's death, preventing any contained treasures from being exposed.

Aozawa turned around and leaped onto the third-floor rooftop.

Arakawa Reina was sitting on the ground, her feet still as if wearing shoddy black stockings, her eyes behind thick lenses full of excitement. "Mr. Aozawa, you're amazing!"

Aozawa puffed out his chest and said, "Of course, I wouldn't be the Guardian Knight of the class president without some skills."

Having said that, he stopped joking and handed Mjolnir and the Flag of Flaming Light Off the Ground forward, saying, "Class president, take this. I'll carry you outside the city to find a demon to heal."

Aozawa handed the Magical Treasures to Arakawa Reina, then squatted by her side, positioning his hands to support her thighs at any time.

Arakawa Reina bit her lip but still extended her ivory arms around his neck, then lay her lithe body, capable of making any clothing come alive with dimension, on his solid latissimus dorsi.

A faint blush adorned her cheeks.

She couldn't help it; she was too big.

No matter how careful Arakawa Reina was, she couldn't avoid touching him like a certain little blonde who could manage to not touch a man's back.

Without needing to deliberately lie down, she could form an exceptionally elastic buffer zone.

The rhythmic thumping of her heart seemed ready to pierce through her flesh and clothes to reach Aozawa's back.

The more Arakawa Reina thought this way, the faster her heart raced, and she could only keep telling herself this was unavoidable.

Because her feet were inconvenient for movement.

Her braided pigtails covered her slightly red earlobes.

"Mr. Aozawa, I'm ready."

At this moment, she had the Kunxian Rope around her waist, the Flag of Flaming Light Off the Ground in her left hand, and Mjolnir in her right.

Though Mjolnir appeared big and heavy, in reality, it felt weightless and very light in hand.

Aozawa stood up, supporting Arakawa Reina's thigh, and subconsciously gave it a squeeze.

Instantly, Arakawa Reina felt a surge of electricity from his palm attacking her brain, and she quivered, saying, "Mr. Aozawa, what are you doing?"

Aozawa came to his senses and laughed, "Sorry, I was just curious if your thigh still had feeling, no other intentions."

He carried Arakawa Reina on his back, and with a forceful kick of his legs, leapt to the roof of the neighboring building, then jumped to the next building.

With several leaps, they were already far from the Crab House.

The scorched land gradually returned to its original state, and the broken building was rebuilt, those who were charred reappeared in the kitchen.

They yelled excitedly, embracing each other to express the thrilling event they had just encountered!

...

Leaving Fairbanks, forsaking the main road, all that met the eye was a snowy expanse.

Including the Pine Forest was no exception.

Snow compressed on the branches, a single kick might let one experience again what it's like to snow.

Arakawa Reina had long known that there were places in the world where it snowed in September, but those were things she had seen in books or short videos, it was the first time she saw snow in September with her own eyes.

Her eyes revealed a touch of fascination.

The night added more mystery to the Pine Forest.

The starry sky was profound and bright, the little deer running around in Arakawa Reina's heart gradually calmed down amidst such beautiful scenery.

She unconsciously sighed, "The moonlight tonight is really beautiful!"

As soon as she spoke, Arakawa Reina suddenly remembered the meaning behind these words.

The moonlight tonight is beautiful, these words can be said to be a romantic confession phrase quickly accepted domestically, created by Soseki Natsume.

Arakawa Reina's previously calm heartbeat quickly surged, she wanted to explain, but feared such action would turn into a clear revelation, had to keep it inside.

Aozawa turned his head.

Arakawa Reina tried to stay calm and said, "Mr. Aozawa, do you have something to say?"

"No, nothing."

Aozawa turned his head back, unsure if the class president's earlier words were merely a sigh over the night sky or implied something else.

He looked up, glanced overhead, sighed, "Earlier, Riki mentioned that because Alaska State is inherently underdeveloped, it is able to preserve such a beautiful night sky, and there will still be auroras appearing later."

Arakawa Reina breathed a sigh of relief, seems she managed to brush it off, "It must be beautiful."

"Yes, the class president is right, the moonlight tonight is really beautiful."

Unable to see his face, Arakawa Reina wasn't sure what expression he had when he said those words, only felt even her heart was trembling.

This vague and ethereal feeling, like a tingling current spreading in her heart.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, Mr. Aozawa's sudden turnaround clearly realized the implication of the beautiful moonlight.

So the meaning of those words...

Arakawa Reina's eyes were misty, silently sighing in her heart.

Mr. Aozawa is indeed gentle.

Not wanting anyone to get hurt, therefore does not reject Ms. Ayatsuki's confession, does not reject Miss Morimoto, nor rejects Phoenix Academy classmate.

This kind-hearted person likely will not reject her either.

That's why he responded immediately in that way.

But was this response driven by love?

Arakawa Reina's eyes grew dark, she just realized that her feelings for Aozawa, apart from friendship, included a trace of feelings crossing boundaries.

Mr. Aozawa's words, unless previously held such thoughts, otherwise it's impossible to have any affection for her.

His previous response was just not wanting her to get hurt.

Arakawa Reina was unlike Lady Arakawa, Lady Arakawa feared breaking that layer out of a fear of losing.

While she feared possessing.

Using Mr. Aozawa's gentleness to coerce him into becoming a couple.

Later faced with disputes from other girlfriends, what then?

If abandoned by Aozawa, she would be unable to bear the blow, resorting to self-harm...

Arakawa Reina looked towards the pure white snow.

"Haha, come to think of it, I just remembered, moonlight being beautiful seems to imply a confession.

Mr. Aozawa, we must remember, next time not to say words that may cause misunderstanding, it easily negatively impacts the parties involved."

"Really, I didn't know it had that layer of meaning, I was just purely appreciating the starry sky."

"I also just realized after I said it."

Arakawa Reina hugged Aozawa's neck, speaking words against her heart, listening to the wind in her ears.

The young man's feet on the snow made a crunching sound.

The scenery flowed backward like water, the dazzling starry sky overhead, at this moment, Arakawa Reina only hoped time could slow down a little more.

But such hope was quickly shattered by the demon discovered in front of them.