Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 217 - 138

Chapter 217: Chapter 138

Fushimi Roku looked shocked, his face full of disbelief, as if to say: ’What? The superpower is actually fake?’... In those seconds, his acting skills greatly improved.

Reading a hundred dossiers outside, he had never encountered such ridiculous things. Joining the Church was indeed an incredibly correct choice.

Everyone was satisfied with his expression, except for Asano Yoshi; everyone had come through the same way—struggling to cultivate for superpowers, only to suddenly learn that superpowers never existed, and all their efforts were in vain. The disillusionment was akin to paying a thirty-year mortgage only to end up with an unfinished building.

"How, how is this possible, that time you performed the remote grabbing..."

Before Fushimi Roku could finish, Asano Yoshi interrupted, "You guessed it right, it was all a hoax."

As soon as the words fell, one of the sect leaders raised his head and waved at Fushimi Roku—Fushimi Roku recognized him as the young man with thievish eyes.

Seeing their smug looks, Fushimi Roku took a deep breath, suppressed the laughter in his chest, and unwillingly asked, "And those miracles..."

"Those are fake too."

After Asano Yoshi finished speaking, he suddenly snapped his fingers without waiting for Fushimi Roku to continue asking.

The white drapes on the sides of the hall were lifted, and two female believers wearing high-slit nun costumes walked in. They looked like a pair of mother and daughter, with similar features and fair skin, both classically beautiful.

The mother had a mature aura, well-maintained figure, and an expression that unconsciously showed some melancholy, exuding a charming mature woman’s flavor; the daughter had a tender appearance, looking rather petite, her gaze occasionally revealing timidness, which could arouse a man’s desire for destruction, making one want to ravish her.

They said nothing, walked forward, the mother picked up a transparent decanter, leaned it beside Fushimi Roku, and gently poured wine; the daughter held a tray, lifted the white cloth on it, revealing a stack of neatly arranged ten-thousand yen bills.

"Mr. Fu Jian, I admire you very much."

Asano Yoshi wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, his eyes fixed on Fushimi Roku: "If possible, I hope you can serve as the Senior Master of the Aum Truth Sect. You and I together can surely make the Aum Truth Sect the number one sect in Japan."

Upon hearing this, the girl holding the tray showed a look of surprise, she couldn’t help but raise her head, squinting her eyes to peer at Fushimi Roku’s profile, seemingly trying to identify his identity.

The crowd let out low exclamations, they had shed blood and sweat for the sect, only achieving the rank of Primary Awakener with difficulty; Asano Yoshi, as the branch leader, was currently only a Senior Master... Fushimi Roku had entered the sect for less than two months and could stand shoulder to shoulder with Asano Yoshi, making them envious.

Beauty, money, power, everything that the world pursued was materialized at this moment. Before joining the sect, Asano Yoshi had constantly claimed to abandon worldly desires, yet when recruiting subordinates, he used these to buy people’s hearts.

If Fushimi Roku were truly just a disgruntled criminal police, a disgruntled loser, a marginalized person shunned by society, facing such a huge transformation, he would surely be unable to resist the temptation in his heart, bowing to human greed.

But unfortunately, he was truly here for ’cultivation’.

"There’s no free lunch in this world, these all come at a price." Fushimi Roku leaned back, placing his hands flat on the armrests.

Seeing that he wasn’t easily swayed by external things, Asano Yoshi became more satisfied in his heart. He nodded and said, "Of course, to join us, you must pass a special test."

Before Fushimi Roku could reply, he snapped his fingers again. The sect leaders put down their knives and forks, wiped their mouths with their sleeves, and began taking off their clothes, revealing their fat bellies and skinny ribs.

"What’s this... What are you doing?"

This time Fushimi Roku was genuinely shocked.

"Next, we will hold the Five Moji Ritual. Through the union of male and female, the cultivator can merge with cosmic energy, reaching a ’Brahman-and-I-are-One’ state, thereby experiencing the mysteries of life... Since you’re new, we can let you be the first to start."

Asano Yoshi paused, then continued, "After the ceremony, you need to handle the sacrificial offering yourself, then you will have passed the ’test’. At that time, the True God will inspire you and grant you a revered name, just like the Sect Hierarch, who was inspired and renamed Asahara Shoko."

To say something so vulgar as taking advantage and giving a nickname so elegantly, Fushimi Roku had to admit, this guy was even more shameless than he imagined.

Everyone took off their shirts, the sacred hall turned chaotic in an instant. The girl holding the tray began to tremble, her face showing terror, her eyes reddening, on the verge of tears.

Seeing this, the mature woman admonished, "How many times have I told you? Don’t ruin the lords’ mood!"

"No problem, this is fine," Asano Yoshi waved his hand, signaling her to calm down: "Maintaining such innocence is quite rare and precious, it’s this unwilling but skilled appearance that we want..."

——Clatter.

The tray in the girl’s hand fell to the ground; she finally gave up, collapsing to the floor, covering her face, emitting low sobs.

Fushimi Roku found the crying somewhat familiar, he recalled for a moment, slightly turning his head, and softly asked, "Miss Sachiko, is that you?"

The girl did not answer; she lowered her head, and Fushimi Roku could only see her slender neck, the fine hair near her temple almost transparent.

The others looked surprised. Asano Yoshi’s gaze shifted back and forth and then said, "So you know each other... Was it after joining the sect?"

"No, before joining the sect," Fushimi Roku said.

"Oh, that’s strange, isn’t it, since you knew each other before joining, yet don’t know her real name?"

Asano Yoshi stood up, walked over, and yanked the girl’s hair, forcing her to lift her head. Her nose turned red, and big teardrops slid down her face, she bit her lower lip and continued to sob.

"Her name is Horie Junko, does that ring a bell?" Asano Yoshi seemed to be showcasing a product, letting Fushimi Roku take a good look at her.

Fushimi Roku remembered.

Fate is truly a curious thing; the operator who initially pulled him into the sect turned out to be Horie Kei’s sister... In that case, he vaguely guessed what the real ’test’ was.

"The ’sacrifice’ to be dealt with afterward, could it be Horie Kei?" he asked with a sidelong glance.

The mature woman and Junko froze upon hearing that name. The former hurriedly grabbed Asano Yoshi’s sleeve, asking if it was true; the latter burst into tears, crying and repeatedly apologizing to her ’brother’...

The others pulled them apart, savoring the mother’s despairing face, they became restless.

Since Fushimi Roku guessed it, Asano Yoshi did not intend to hide it, nodding, openly admitting that Fushimi Roku was right, and clearly telling Fushimi Roku that there were cameras in the corners of the room, recording their every move, to be replayed before Horie Kei.

The Aum Truth Sect as a whole adheres to a strange worldview: people are divided into two types, those who evolve into divine beings through spiritual elevation, the ’divine humans’, and those who become animalized by indulging in material desires, the ’animal humans’—’animal humans’ being the majority in the world, whereas ’divine humans’ are few.

"Alright, let’s not waste any more time, Mr. Fu Jian."

Asano Yoshi spread his arms wide; the sound of guns being loaded echoed behind him: "Abandon worldly prejudices, discard despicable human nature, join us, and become ’gods’ of the New World together!"

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