Regressor’s Life After Retirement - Chapter 212

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[Tribe Heavenly Demon Church (5)]

The banquet is over. back.

All of Tribe Orochi’s executives were gathered in the lord’s office. Painful moans came out from all over.

“Ugh…”

“Ugh…”

On the wall behind the lord’s desk, a black snake with eight heads and eight tails was spewing fire in all directions.

It was Yamata-no-Orochi, the symbol of Tribe Orochi and the snake of Japanese mythology.

And on the lord’s desk, a great man was sitting with one leg crossed, looking at the ledger.

“Where did the earthquake occur? “Why are you falling like this?”

The great man raised his head and looked at the executives who were being treated. The great man frowned at the trembling executives.

“Why don’t you hit me straight on the head?”

“I’m sorry!”

The executives who had been in the ‘heads down’ position on the floor straightened up. There was fear in their voices.

They all had a private meeting with Daein just a few hours ago and ended up in the same situation.

Now, the loneliness developed by the Heavenly Demon Church was stirring within their bodies.

The great man clicked his tongue as he looked through the ledger he found in the lord’s office.

“These bastards’ territory management is really shit. “Isn’t this all made with Gara?”

To be honest, the ledger was written in Japanese, so people couldn’t read it. The purpose was to scare the executives by pretending to read them.

The great man said, shaking the ledger roughly.

“Who’s the bastard that manages this?”

“It’s me! Himura-san!”

“wake up.”

Tamashi suddenly stood up. He explained with a frightened look on his face.

“I think there is a misunderstanding. “The ledger is used properly every month…”

Instead of answering, the great man whistled lightly.

Hwiik.

At that moment, the solitude within the executives’ bodies shook, causing terrible pain.

“Kwaeook!”

“Gagging…!”

About a dozen men were screaming and convulsing. Some had white foam at the corners of their mouths.

In the end, Tamashi couldn’t bear the pain and cried out.

“There is this double ledger! Himura-san! “Please save me!”

‘…I didn’t expect this?’

Swish.

The great man whistled again to stop the loneliness. And then he looked at Tamashi with a cold gaze.

“Give me one minute. Go get the real thing. “Secretly and quickly.”

“Ha hi!”

After a while, Tamashi brought the real ledger that he had hidden from the lord. The great man opened the ledger and read it.

Of course, I still couldn’t read it, but that didn’t really matter.

“Ha… I knew it would be like this.”

He let out a long sigh, closed the ledger, took something out of his pocket, and threw it on the floor. It rolled right down to Tamashi’s feet.

It was a small, pointed toothpaste cap.

“Fuck your head. On top of that.”

“Hi Himura-san…”

The great man pursed his lips slightly as if he was going to whistle at the terrified Tamashi. Tamashii saw that and hit his forehead on the toothpaste cap as if diving into a ravine.

“practice!”

Phew! Blood began to trickle down from Tamashii’s forehead.

Daein looked around at the Tribe executives who had been maintaining their head-butting posture for an hour.

“You bastards of trash.”

He deliberately treated Tribe executives harshly.

It was to definitely break their spirit before leaving this place and going to Shinjuku.

So it showed overwhelming power and made us fully feel the power of solitude.

‘The more trash like this, the more unable they are to move against someone who is stronger than them and holds their lives on the line.’

Betrayal won’t even be dreamed of for at least a few months. It was enough to just buy that much time.

After that, experts who deal with loneliness will be deployed here.

The great man said, lowering his voice.

“I’ll say it again, what happened today is a small, precious secret between you and me. know?”

“I know!”

Orochi’s executives answered with difficulty, their foreheads planted on the floor.

The Great Man had no intention of dominating the Japanese Supermen by force – and by solitude.

It was impossible to feed loneliness to every superhuman in Japan, and there was clearly a limit to controlling a group through fear.

‘If that were possible, the Church of the Heavenly Demon would have taken over the martial arts a long time ago.’

It’s a hassle to keep managing it.

However, taking control of a few large tribes would definitely be of great help in forming a superhuman alliance in the future.

“hey. Tamashi.”

“Hi!”

Daein pointed to Joo Sang-wook, who was passed out in the corner of the office. The person who had passed out on the balcony was brought in.

“Tomorrow morning you will have a meeting with the official representative of our team. “What should I do then?”

“We will accommodate any request! Himura-san!”

The great man sighed and said.

“Lift one foot.”

“Why…”

The great man pursed his lips, and Tamashi quickly lifted one foot. Blood flowed from his forehead as more weight shifted towards his head.

He spoke as if he were teaching a student who lacks skill.

“To the extent that the other party does not feel suspicious, but sufficiently cooperative regarding our requests. “Did you understand what I said?”

‘How is that any different from just doing whatever you ask?’

Tamashi could only think like that and did not dare to question it. The feet of a great man wearing geta (Japanese clogs) appeared before his eyes.

“The important thing is to cooperate with this side without being too obvious. Even if you make eye contact with me tomorrow, don’t show any signs of being scared.”

“Hi!”

Tamashi answered as best he could. The great man then nodded as if he was satisfied.

Daein had no intention of informing Joo Sang-wook – and by extension the government – about loneliness.

‘Because if something like human rights comes up later for no reason, it will be a pain in the ass.’

Dae-in glanced at Joo Sang-wook, who was sleeping through the blood transfusion, and then spoke to the executives who were still holding his head.

“Everyone wake up.”

“weather!”

Tribe executives got up from the floor and looked at Daein with expressions full of fear.

‘Monster…’

‘Devil…’

A monster that subdued them all with a few hand gestures.

And the devil who bound their souls with terrible torture and threats.

‘Why is this happening to us!’

Everyone there had the same thought.

They could not even imagine that the man in front of them was called a savior, savior, or saint in other lands.

The great man laughed evilly and said.

“I believe you would have fully understood this. If you guys want to live and use your dick again.”

At that moment, the executives’ faces turned pale.

Yes.

There were two things that the great man pawned from them.

One is life.

And one is fertility.

All of Tribe’s Orochi executives became impotent. By fortune telling on people.

“If you follow my instructions carefully from now on, I will allow you to use it again in one year.”

Still, the executives breathed a sigh of relief at the thought that they would not become eunuchs forever.

Of course, Daein had no intention of letting them use their genitals again.

Whick!

The great man swung his sword towards the back. The Yamata-no-Orochi drawn on the wall was erased, and the ‘Seonghwa’, a symbol of the Heavenly Demon Church, was engraved in its place.

“From today, this is not Tribe Orochi, but Tribe Heavenly Demon Church. Of course, it will be unofficial for a while.”

“Hi! “Oh yabung!”

All the executives knelt down and pledged allegiance to the great man.

Now there was only one problem left.

“Does anyone know where the lord is?”

In response to Daein’s question, all the executives shook their heads.

They captured all the executives and fed them loneliness, but the whereabouts of Nobu Takeda, the lord, were still unknown.

It was the only thing that made me anxious, but Daein didn’t look very worried.

“I get it. “Then let’s disperse for today.”

“Hi!”

After all the executives left, Dae In also put Joo Sang-wook around his shoulders and came out of the office. Since our accommodations were the same, I thought I would just throw it on the bed.

A familiar voice called Daein from the hallway leading to the dormitory.

“Himura-san!”

Genji ran to Daein, shaking his plump belly. His face was full of doubt and confusion.

“what’s the matter? Why were you called to the lord’s office? Why do all the executives look like they chewed shit?”

The great man looked like he didn’t know.

“well. “Don’t the executives tell you?”

“There’s no way you’d tell a guy like me. Himura-san. “Isn’t it possible that you were filmed by executives…?”

Genji looked at the great man with a worried expression.

The great man laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

“It seems clear that the executives don’t like me very much.”

It was only natural that they fed her loneliness and made her a eunuch.

“What on earth did you say?”

“I’m tired today, so let’s talk tomorrow.”

The great man walked quickly past Genji as if he was annoyed. Genji, seeing the great man’s skills, did not dare to capture him.

“You must tell me tomorrow!”

Genji waved his hand enthusiastically, looking at the back of the great man who was walking away.

“……”

However, unlike before, his expression did not contain any emotion.

And besides Genji, there was one more person with secret eyes following the great man.

“…….”

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“Chik show!”

Wow!

Tamashi returned to the room and smashed everything in the room without even turning on the light. But his anger did not subside one bit.

“This guy came from somewhere…!”

He was Tribe Orochi’s second-in-command, or in fact, first-in-command.

It had been a while since the lord Takeda showed up, and he had recruited more than half of the other executives.

All he had to do was change his appearance with his characteristics, find Takeda, who was hiding somewhere, and kill him, and the territory that took up a quarter of Tokyo was his.

‘It was a future that would soon come true!’

On Tamashii’s forehead reflected in the mirror, there was a toothpaste cap mark, like the brand of a slave.

“Uweek!”

Tamashi stuck his finger down his throat and vomited on purpose. However, no matter how much I vomited, the black worm in my stomach would not come out.

“Hehehehehe….”

He collapsed on the floor. I burst into tears beyond anger at the thought that everything had been taken away by a man I had no idea about, and that I couldn’t even resist now.

It was then that a familiar voice was heard from inside the room.

“That’s ugly.”

“Who are you!!”

Tamashi turned his head and looked in the direction the voice came from.

In an unlit room, a familiar silhouette stood by the window with the moonlight behind it.

“Dake… everything…?”

Tamashi called the lord’s name in an embarrassed voice.

Takeda Nobu.

The lord of Tribe Orochi and a superhuman famous for rarely appearing in public.

The person who appeared in front of him was a thin young man with a cold expression.

Tamashi was one of the few people who knew his real face.

I’m not even sure if that face is ‘real’ though.

“…Takeda? “Is it really you?”

“You don’t even call me lord anymore. Well, it’s been such a long time.”

Takeda walked toward Tamashi with long strides. Tamashi’s body stiffened as if he had been electrocuted.

“Oh, that’s that…” The steps

across

the darkness were brisk. The shadow had long arms and legs that looked good, and its voice was kind.

If it weren’t for the life that was piercing his entire body like thousands of needles, Tamashi wouldn’t have thought that the lord would kill him.

“Some guy showed up and took over my territory? “In just one night.”

The smell of blood gets closer and closer. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Tamashi saw blood on Takeda’s hands.

He had already killed someone before coming here.

Takeda said.

“I knew what was going on in your head, but I paid attention to it because you were good at your job.”

“It’s all Takeda….”

“But if you can’t even do that, is there any reason why I should keep you alive?”

Tamashi finally realized that he had been mistaken for a long time because he was blinded by power.

‘I’m going to kill this man and become a lord?’

Takeda was clearly a cautious man.

However, he is by no means a stupid or stupid person.

If he had done that, he wouldn’t have become a lord in the first place.

And he was very strong.

“My lord.”

dump.

Tamashi knelt down, put his hands together and prayed.

“I did everything wrong. Please forgive me…”

Before he could finish speaking, a solid red line was drawn on Tamashi’s neck.

Fuwaaaaak!

Takeda moved to the side to avoid the blood pouring out like a fountain. And then he grumbled a little.

“That’s an excuse, not a reason.”

Takeda caught a glimpse of his old friend’s body and jumped out the window.

A great man was waiting in front of him.

“Are you done with your business?”

“…….”

The great man looked up and down Takeda Nobu’s figure. However, it was not an action of much significance.

The opponent is a person with the characteristic [Doppelganger].

Because you can change your appearance as much as you like.

However, great people were able to figure out the identity of the other person regardless of their appearance.

“okay. “I thought it might be you.”

For a great man who could feel the other person’s energy in very detailed manner, changing only his appearance did not mean much.

“The guy who is ignored by other warriors is too strong. Maybe it’s a pervert, but if you have that much magical power and you’re being ignored, there must be some other reason. is not it?”

“…….”

Slurp.

The body of a thin young man with a cold expression was crushed like clay and soon transformed into a form familiar to the great man.

Genji said, drawing a half moon with his small eyes.

“Himura-san. For the sake of our friendship, can you just pretend not to see me for once? “I’ll leave here quietly, okay?”

The great man answered by showing the solitude he held in his finger.

“I’ll think about it once I eat this.”

Negotiations broke down.

[Tribe Heavenly Demon Church (5)] End

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