Only I Have the Law: Tokyo Fantasy Daily Life

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The three of them supported each other as they walked towards the station, wanting only to leave the troublesome port area as soon as possible.

Only after parting ways with her friends at the station and being left alone did Tomomi Takei immediately take out her phone and dial her father's number, her voice choked with the sobs of someone who had just escaped death: "Dad..."

A man's voice, almost cracking, came from the other end of the phone, "Yumi?! Is that you? Are you alright?!"

"Yumei, where are you? Tell Mom quickly!"

"I'm alright... someone saved me."

As Tomomi Takei listened to her parents' anxious voices, the calmness and strength she had maintained completely crumbled at that moment.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she choked out, "I'll tell you the details when I get home. I'm about to take the train back to Shinjuku."

"Okay! Okay! I'll drive to Shinjuku Station to pick you up right away!"

"Ok!"

Tomomi Takei nodded vigorously.

……

Late at night, Qingze returned to Dongye Apartment.

After rescuing Tomomi Takei, he searched for a while longer, but only found two red-named animal tags and nothing else.

He gently pushed open the bedroom door.

Big Yellow was lying on its back against the wall, fast asleep, its belly rising and falling slightly with its breathing.

He didn't disturb it and tiptoed toward the balcony.

The five sparrows obediently flew back to their cage as he instructed.

He closed the cage door, and with a thought, dispelled the spell of [Eyes of the Birds].

In an instant, the sparrows in the cage seemed to be infused with real souls. Their previously dull little eyes immediately became lively, and they began to hop and jump around in the cage, chirping crisply and full of life.

Listening to their lively calls, Qingze seemed to be deep in thought.

He felt that, given the image he was currently cultivating, continuing to use sparrows as his eyes and ears seemed inappropriate.

The reason is simple: the sparrow's agility and petite size clash completely with his black uniform resembling a WWII German military uniform, and that "traceless cloak."

After pondering for a moment, Qingze felt that the crow was a more suitable choice.

Imagine him emerging silently from the shadows, a jet-black raven swooping down from the sky at just the right moment, landing precisely on his shoulder, perfectly complementing his crisp uniform and flowing cloak…

handsome!

The scene flashed through his mind, and after glancing at the sparrow in front of him, he made a decision immediately.

Change the bird tomorrow!

Qingze carried the birdcage back inside and gently closed the balcony door.

He then went to his bedroom, ready to get a good night's sleep.

Chapter 102 Only with Qingze can there be tags.

April 20th, Sunday.

Early in the morning, the alarm clock on Qingze's phone rang on time, pulling him back to reality from his silent deep-sea dream.

His current diving depth is 726 meters.

He swiped his finger across the screen to stop the alarm clock from ringing, then got up and walked to the wardrobe.

The half-length mirror on the wardrobe door reflected his energetic appearance, his eyes clear, showing no trace of the drowsiness or sleepiness of an ordinary person just waking up.

He opened the wardrobe and took out a pure white short-sleeved T-shirt, paired with a pair of black casual trousers.

For men with a well-proportioned physique and good looks, the simplest black and white combination can actually bring out a sunny and refreshing temperament.

After getting dressed, he opened the bedroom door and gestured to shoo away Big Yellow, who was wagging its tail and coming closer, saying, "Go away, go away."

To avoid this enthusiastic big guy pouncing on you.

He first fed the sparrows, pouring in all the remaining birdseed, and looked at the sparrows hopping around inside, saying, "After this last meal, you'll be 'unemployed'."

He didn't immediately open the cage door to release them, intending to continue using [Birds' Eyes] during his morning run.

We can't let them eat this "farewell meal" for nothing.

Qingze turned and went into the washroom, quickly brushing his teeth and washing his face.

Then, he put a collar on Big Yellow, went to the balcony, opened the glass door, and then opened the birdcage.

Birds' Eyes, activate!

Like drones receiving clear instructions, the five sparrows quickly flew out of their cage and disappeared into the morning sky.

Five different aerial perspectives immediately pieced together and connected in his mind, forming a more comprehensive and detailed three-dimensional panoramic image.

After so many uses, Qingze has mastered how to seamlessly connect these perspectives and construct a complete and coherent image, no longer as in the beginning, where there were some blind spots or gaps between the five perspectives.

He led his dog, Dahuang, out of the house and began his routine morning run outside the apartment.

……

Using the sparrow's sharp eyes to conduct a thorough search, he accurately located and eliminated three mice and two cockroaches along the way, earning a total of five red-name tags for animal-related items.

Seeing that it was almost time to finish his usual morning run, he didn't extend it any further, but instead led his dog, Dahuang, to the nearby Yuse Park.

This park is very close to Dongye Apartment, only about 50 meters away.

The park is not large, but it is very green. There is a small grove of trees in the park where a flock of black crows roost.

In Tokyo, crows and sparrows are the two most common bird species.

People can usually spot them easily by simply looking up at the sky or treetops for a while.

Therefore, it was not difficult for Qingze to find the crow.

He stood under a tree, his gaze fixed on a crow perched on a branch. With a thought, the magical power of the Eye of the Birds rapidly extended, enveloping the crow.

A completely new aerial view immediately appeared in my mind.

That was the view from the crow's perspective.

To his satisfaction, the clarity of the images captured by the crow's eyes was no different from that of the sparrow, comparable to an ultra-high-definition camera.

This confirms that the clarity of the image stems from the power of the magical effect itself, rather than from the sparrows undergoing some kind of "evolution" under long-term magical immersion.

Although the latter possibility is extremely low, Qingze believes it is necessary to test it first to eliminate concerns that the new partner is not as good as the old team members in terms of "hardware".

Now that his concerns were gone, he removed the birds' eyes.

All the images of high altitudes in my mind vanished instantly.

However, to his surprise, the five sparrows did not fly away immediately as he had expected, but continued to hover and linger above his head.

Qingze was slightly taken aback, then realized that the repeated and frequent use of magic might have made these sparrows develop a psychological dependence on him to some extent, and regard him as the bird king.

He activated the Eyes of the Birds once more, giving them clear instructions.

“Resume your original lives, just like before you met me.”

Then, he dispelled the spell again.

The sparrows in the sky would no longer provide him with a view, but they still obeyed the commands he gave when casting his magic.

They flapped their wings and left in the same direction.

Qingze led the still-excited Dahuang back to the apartment.

After removing the collar, he patted the dog's head and said, "Go hungry this morning, and I'll bring you some good food when I get back tonight."

Dahuang clearly didn't understand Qingze's promise. It was just comfortable being patted, so it immediately lay down on the ground, exposing its soft belly and making a coquettish whimper.

Qingze smiled and casually masturbated a few times to make the guy feel comfortable before getting up to wash his hands in the kitchen and leaving the apartment again.

He plans to continue searching for other tags.

Of course, Qingze did not intend to rely on the crows.

The next places to search are indoor places such as shopping malls and bookstores.

If crows were to appear in those places, it would seem too out of place.

Therefore, he could only discover these places by using his own eyes.

……

Shinjuku Station is so large that it resembles an underground labyrinth, with its internal passages intricately interwoven like a spider web.

First-time visitors can easily get lost, and even many locals living in Shinjuku can easily get lost in this concrete maze if they don't follow the familiar routes and just wander around aimlessly.

Qingze naturally chose this densely populated area as the first stop for searching tags.

He chose the nearest entrance to enter the station.

Shinjuku Station was still bustling with people in the morning.

In theory, there should be no "morning rush hour" on Sundays, but this is not the case in Tokyo in reality.

Even on Sundays, the train station is still packed with crowds comparable to those on weekdays.

Those claims circulating on the Chinese internet that "Japan is a developed country with no overtime, no involution, and guaranteed weekends off" would likely only elicit longing glances and the question from most hardworking Japanese people: "Where exactly is that wonderful Japan?"

Qingze quickly scanned the pedestrians around him.

Among them were busy office workers in suits, as well as foreign tourists dragging suitcases and looking around with curiosity.

East Asian faces mingled with European and American tourists, creating an international cityscape.

He wandered aimlessly through the station following the massive flow of people.

About half an hour later, he still hadn't found anything.

But Qingze wasn't in a hurry at all.

He calmly emerged from a small shop selling all sorts of secondhand goods and continued moving forward with the crowd.

Suddenly, Qingze stopped in his tracks, his gaze drawn to a row of vending machines leaning against the wall.

More precisely, I was drawn to a label on one of the vending machines that was flashing a blue light.