Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 206 - 127 Fushimi’s Sermon

Chapter 206: Chapter 127 Fushimi’s Sermon

It seems that Old Zhao has been having a really tough time lately. First, he was kidnapped by Kazama Chihime, then interrogated by a cult of lunatics. Just when a scapegoat helped share some of the pressure, he’s now imprisoned, sneakily asking newcomers what time it is...

Fushimi Roku silently mourned for him for a second, then pretended not to hear and continued to remain silent.

"It’s the 7th," the young man replied. "Probably around one o’clock, but I don’t know the exact time. I don’t have a watch."

People in a state of fear always want to say something to ease their anxiety. Even if the young man originally didn’t want to answer, he couldn’t resist his instincts, wanting to seek comfort within a group.

"The 7th already..."

Zhao Chunshu was very considerate; since the young man helped him out, he was willing to repay in some way. "Newcomer, let me give you some advice: don’t sleep in the corner, or your back will hurt a lot the next day, maybe even give you a stiff neck."

"Oh... really... then I’ll sleep on the bed." The young man groped around and lay down on the bunk bed on the other side.

Zhao Chunshu was silent for two seconds and asked, "You have a bed?"

"Yes," the young man said, confused.

"You don’t have any bedding, do you?" Zhao Chunshu asked again.

"Uh, don’t you?" The young man’s voice rose slightly.

As they say, it’s not scarcity that people fear but inequality. This comment immediately aroused public anger; the walls of the container were banged loudly, and the other unfortunate ones participating in the trial banged on the walls, shouting, "Why do they have beds! Why don’t we! It’s unfair! Is there even a class distinction in the entry trial?!"

The young man was too scared to make a sound and curled up in the quilt, regretting having started a conversation.

Indeed, no one in this cult is normal...

"What’s all the noise?!" Otomachi Hayashi’s reprimanding voice sounded.

He hadn’t left after all, staying in the factory after closing the door.

Faced with the commotion from the new believers, Otomachi Hayashi was not at all polite, tapping the wall with a wooden stick, threatening, "This is part of your training! Fighting over a bed shows you’re still attached to material things, not even qualified to join! If the noise continues, I’ll help you train by not giving you food tomorrow!"

Hearing this, everyone quieted down.

They hadn’t eaten a single meal in the first three days of being locked inside and had already experienced the feeling of hunger. That fear was deeply engraved into their bones.

"He’s right!" Fushimi Roku loudly agreed.

The factory was silent for a second or two, and someone couldn’t help but shout, "You guy, it’s easy for you to talk when you aren’t suffering, stop pretending here!"

Someone took the lead, and others joined in, this time even Otomachi Hayashi couldn’t suppress them.

"Fools!" Fushimi Roku shouted sternly.

This time, he not only demonstrated his Lv7 social skills but also subconsciously applied his Lv7 level of negotiation and debate, the momentum of which quieted the entire factory.

Before the others could refute, he spoke first, in a powerful and resonant tone, "Don’t forget why you joined! From the moment I stepped into the container, I had an epiphany—why do we need to abandon material things? Why do we believe our society is so filthy? And why do we pursue spiritual liberation?"

"There’s only one reason, and that’s ’injustice.’

"This society is unjust, so we must create a new society that is fair and where everyone is equal!

"But before that, we must discard absolute fairness! Because absolute fairness is absolute injustice! Absolute egalitarianism is undesirable, just like extreme democratization in politics, advocating for democracy without principles!"

"If a child and an adult are expected to do the same amount of work, is that fairness? If the lazy and the hardworking are rewarded equally, can this also be called fairness? To be honest with you all, my limbs are broken, and the Master understood my situation, giving me a bed. Is this also an unfair display?"

"To rid ourselves of material desires, to discard the fantasies of petty bourgeoisie, and to lead others in building a new society in the New World after destruction, we must undergo such trials, we must spiritually step over that threshold and devote ourselves to the construction of an ideal society to achieve feats beyond mortals, allowing the soul to remain forever immortal after the body’s demise!"

"This is the meaning of the seven-day trial!!"

...

The factory fell into silence.

The crowd felt as if his voice lingered in their ears, resonating deeply.

Standing outside listening to Otomachi Hayashi was also dumbfounded. At this moment, he suddenly realized that all his past efforts should be exactly as Roku said... As if some switch in his brain had been instantaneously triggered, the original fixed notions about asceticism began to waver like thin ice at this moment.

If he practiced devoutly to gain superpowers, how was that any different from working hard for money in the past?

Thinking this, Otomachi Hayashi suddenly felt a deeper confusion, unable to stop doubting himself. He couldn’t help but want to know how to truly build an ideal society, the meaning of practicing superpowers, and how the soul can attain genuine liberation...

The other believers felt the same; the newcomer’s words seemed more convincing than the Master’s.

At that moment, they witnessed the birth of a genius, who would inevitably have a place in the Aum Truth Sect in the future. Perhaps this guy could really walk the path of asceticism and reach the other shore of liberation...

The young man in the same container with Fushimi Roku was also dumbfounded. He knew there was something wrong with what Fushimi Roku was saying, yet he couldn’t argue against it and even somewhat agreed with what Fushimi Roku said... At least that ’absolute fairness is absolute injustice’ seemed quite reasonable.

Meanwhile, in the adjacent container, Zhao Chunshu recognized the voice as Fushimi Roku’s when he heard the word ’fools.’ He was overjoyed, eager to cheer, believing this guy had joined the sect with a purpose, maybe even to rescue him specifically!

However, the more Zhao Chunshu listened, the more something felt off. This guy didn’t seem to be acting; it somehow felt like Mr. Fushimi genuinely wanted to join the sect. He thought for a moment, and with a hiss, felt that Fushimi Roku’s speech was better than the Master’s; either he had done his homework or was here to cause trouble...

Oh no! Could this guy be aiming to become the Sect Hierarch?

Zhao Chunshu mulled it over repeatedly in his mind, thinking it quite possible: wasn’t Aum Truth Sect probing Fushimi Roku’s background? The Sugamo riot case was sure to have something to do with Mr. Fushimi, and as for the Heavenly Punishment, Zhao Chunshu truly wasn’t sure—if it were him, he would strike first too, and find a way to silence them.

One has to admit, Mr. Fushimi’s counterattacking angle was very innovative.

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