Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

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When Kawajin Masumi showed a quarrel, the waiter turned his eyes away. Light food restaurants like their cafes and tea shops want a quiet atmosphere, although he would not rudely drive customers out. That would be troublesome for him and others, but he was ready to go to persuade them to leave as soon as the two quarreled.

But it doesn't seem to be noisy.

When the two stood up and were about to leave, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief. If you want to quarrel, it would be better to go outside and fight, it doesn't matter if you fight.

But just when he was about to send the two of them away, a scene with a sense of separation from reality appeared.

The woman with heavy makeup suddenly spun around and flew into the sky and smashed into the wall. The flesh and bones were all embedded in the wall, and the smell of coffee in the room was instantly washed away by the smell of blood into an indescribable taste.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The waiter screamed and stepped back and knocked down the coffee machine on the table with his arms swinging. The hot coffee carried a strong aroma, making the smell in the room "colorful".

"what!!!"

"Murder, run away!!"

"quick!"

There was a scream that was enough to pierce the eardrums in the cafe, and customers rushed out of the door in horror.

The front door of the small cafe was turned into a damp cockroach nest. As soon as the drawer full of cockroaches was opened, black pressure poured out, and after a few seconds, they all disappeared and disappeared.

The waiter fell to the ground and hid under the cashier in horror. The boss who was still grinding coffee just now had a very good psychological quality.

He gritted his teeth and pressed the emergency alarm hotline very professionally. This is a device installed in their store that has never been pressed. If he could, he would never want to press this button for the rest of his life.

Takeo Moribe stood where he was. He used his left hand to rearrange the cuff of his right hand. Just now, he tried too hard and accidentally broke the button of the cuff.

Killed a human and messed up the cuff of his right hand.

The screams of all kinds of people merged into a torrent, and the screams passed fiercely in his ears, but all the guards turned a deaf ear.

"call."

Takeo Moribe gently picked up the coffee cup on the table with his right hand, and blew the heat off the coffee with his mouth, which was never clever.

In fact, in terms of his physique, this temperature is not hot, but although his body has changed, some habits still exist tenaciously.

After slowly drinking a cup of coffee, Takeo Moribe closed his eyes and used his tongue and mouth to savor the last remaining fragrance.

The people in the cafe had already run away, and part of Kawazu Manami's body organs on the wall slowly slipped to the ground. The street outside was a mess, and the people who escaped caused a chain reaction of panic.

"How much is this?"

The cashier hiding under the cashier was frightened by the sudden sound. He recognized that it was the voice of a murdering man. It was low and soft, and he would never forget this voice for the rest of his life.

The cashier trembled, not daring to make a sound.

"How much is this?"

The voice repeated again.

Seeing that the other party didn't leave, the cashier said weakly: "No... free."

"It's not good, I'll pay for it."

"Then, then two thousand two hundred, no, today is half price, and I'll give you a fraction. You two... a total of one thousand yen."

Or don't give change, just give the money and leave, this great god!

The cashier held a finger down from the table and stuck his head weakly.

"Okay." Takeo Moribe took out a thousand yen with Natsume Soseki from his wallet and placed it neatly on the counter.

"Thank you for the hospitality."

"You... walk slowly."

The waiter didn't dare to take a closer look at the man in front of him, but just in terms of his appearance, the man seemed to be no different from a normal person. It was just that in the dimness, there seemed to be a phantom of an animal behind him.

On the street outside the central district, two patrol officers walked side by side.

"I heard that you went on a blind date recently?" The older policeman held a baton in his hand.

"Ah, this...Is it inevitable, my family forced me to go there in a hurry."

"Indeed, you are twenty-six, it's time to get married."

"Senior, isn't twenty-six very big?"

While the two patrol officers were laughing and laughing, a loud scream suddenly sounded on the street ahead.

"What happened ahead?"

The two patrol officers touched the wooden sticks around their waists and trotted forward.

After running a few steps, the communicator suddenly rang.

"Zuobo, Zuobo." The police officer who stayed on duty in Jiaofanli shouted anxiously through the communicator.

"exist."

"There's an emergency alarm in the Blue Echo Cafe at 4-chome, you guys hurry up and see what's going on."

"We're already going."

Saeki and the two are now at 4-chome, and the Blue Echo Cafe is the sign in front of it.

The emergency alarm hotline can only tell the Jiaofan (police | station) that there is a situation in the store, but as to whether there is a robbery or other incidents, no clear feedback can be obtained, but it can be concluded that it is definitely not a trivial matter such as customer disputes.

"Killed!"

Amid the tumultuous noise on the street, two patrolling policemen heard words that shocked them, murdered?

Killing people in the bustling streets of Osaka on weekends is an extremely bad law and order case! Is this a repeat of the indiscriminate murder in Akihabara in Osaka?

Ten years ago, the Akihabara Indiscriminate Incident, although there were not many deaths~www.wuxiamtl.com~, had a very bad impact. It caused a great sensation at the time, and was considered to be an anti-human and anti-social performance of the Nit tribe, even until There are still people who firmly believe that the nits amount to criminal reservists.

Two police officers with batons saw Takeo Moribe standing in front of the cafe.

When everyone panicked and fled, the calm Takeo Moribe looked very dazzling. Isn't this declaring that he is a prisoner?

Even though there was no murder weapon in the guard's hand, the two patrolling policemen stopped cautiously, holding batons, and the two approached cautiously.

It is unlikely that the prisoner will take out the gun. They did not hear the gunshot when they patrolled. They were afraid that the man was carrying a murder weapon, a fruit knife and a small axe in his clothes. With the wooden sticks in their hands, they might not be able to deal with it. The two of them are not masters of swordsmanship. They have only learned a little bit of kendo in ordinary times, but they are better than ordinary people.

The police system of the island country attaches great importance to the kendo level of the members. In addition to the historical legacy, one of the practical reasons is that ordinary police officers only wear batons when they are on duty, and the batons are similar to wooden swords and Suzhen sticks. It is also versatile in action, and it is necessary to practice swordsmanship (stick method) when you cannot use guns at will.

Takeo Moribu stood in front of the store and looked down at the time on his phone. It was still early and the sun was shining.

He turned and walked towards the two patrolling officers.

"!"

Seeing the suspects walking towards the two of them, the patrol police clenched the wooden stick and shouted, "Squat down and raise your hands!"

Illusion activated!

"Nothing happened." Takeo Moribu walked forward steadily, Chakra gushing out from his body, "The sun is just right today, everything is business as usual."