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Chapter 62

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Tokyo, Asakusa Prefecture.

This was the political and economic center of the country that had lasted for hundreds of years. In modern times, including the Tokyo area, the Tama area, and the island area, the Tokyo metropolitan area was one of the most famous and prosperous metropolitan areas in the world.

In Ryuga's era, the population of the Tokyo metropolitan area had reached more than 30 million, nearly one-third of the country's population. One could imagine how prosperous it was.

Although the Tokyo of this era was far less prosperous than it would be a few decades later, it was still the national center of this era. It was very different from the rural areas that still retained the living habits of ancient times.

Street lights, electric wires, trains, and other equipment had begun to be popularized in this city, allowing the city to have the embryonic form of prosperity decades later. In terms of appearance, it was very different from the villages and towns that Ryuga had passed by before.

Asakusa Prefecture was a very inconspicuous area in this metropolitan area.

Under the night sky.

The street lights laid on both sides of the cement road had been lit up, illuminating the road under the feet of pedestrians. Occasionally, the light of the lanterns from the roadside shops made the whole city emit a bright yellow glow under the night sky.

Even at night, there was still an endless stream of people on the streets. There were men and women wearing Japanese hairs, outerwear, and long dresses imported from the West. They came and went under the night sky, chatting and laughing wittily.

Occasionally, there were even a few cable cars and private cars passing by, decorating the city's prosperity even more.

Ryuga carried a suitcase, carrying a piano case that was almost as tall as a person on her back, walking on the city's night road.

With her powerful insight, Ryuga keenly discovered the difference between this era and a few decades later.

Decades later, people in 1995 were walking on the road, but there was almost no conversation. Most of the people were extremely silent, with a numb and mechanical face of submitting to society. Most of them were dressed in the same suit and leather shoes, and carried briefcases in their hands.

But this era was different. People walking on the road did not have the strangeness and silence of a few decades later. They naturally talked to each other, and everyone exuded an extraordinary vitality.

"With the different era, the way of human survival is also changing."

Ryuga walked through the crowd while observing the human phenomenon of this era. "Compared to the cold era a few decades later, this era is more lovely."

Modern society was very convenient.

But it was precisely because of convenience that people would become empty.

More and more technology created many conveniences, but at the same time, it also robbed humans of their duties, causing people to lose material busyness and emptiness in their hearts. At the same time, they also lost many ways to realize their self-worth.

"It's probably because the further back in the era, when humans' duties weren't taken away by machines and their lives were fulfilled, humans wouldn't become numb and cold."

Ryuga realized a new rule through the comparison of different eras.

It couldn't be considered a truth. It was merely a law.

It was already night time. Ryuga, who had been walking for half a day, decided to find a noodle shop to fill her stomach first.

"… Ryuga Jann …"

Indistinct shouts came from behind, attracting Liu Xia's attention. He turned his head to look behind him.

Then, he unexpectedly saw a familiar face.

He was wearing the same Yaksha uniform as Ryuga, with a green checkered coat. He had dark red hair and a scar on his forehead. He was standing in the crowd a few dozen steps away, waving happily at Ryuga.

"Saomon Tanjiro?"

Ryuga raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't expect to see this overly nice young man here.

Compared to half a month ago, he didn't seem to have changed at all. Other than wearing an extra Yaksha uniform and changing the sword at his waist, only the scar on his forehead had deepened.

It wasn't a recent scar, so why did it suddenly turn black? As a whole, it looked like it had formed a different pattern …

"Ryuga Jann, are you also here to complete a mission in the Asakusa Prefecture?"

While Ryuga was slightly surprised, Saomon Tanjiro had already passed through the crowd and arrived in front of Ryuga. He greeted Ryuga with a sincere smile on his face.

"That's right."

Ryuga nodded. Although it was no longer necessary, he still maintained his persona.

But then, his gaze turned to a young girl behind Tanji Tanjiro.

She looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. She had soft black hair that reached her waist. Her facial features were delicate and cute. Her pink eyes had a hint of confusion. Her cheeks were abnormally white, without a single blemish.

She wore a pink kimono with a black feather covering it. She was biting on a dark green bamboo tube that swayed slightly with the movement of her mouth.

Based on her appearance, there was no doubt that she was an outstanding beauty.

But Ryuga, who had seen more than ten evil spirits, could say with certainty that she was a ghost.

Although she didn't have the rotten smell of an evil spirit, her otherworldly aura was very clear. It was enough for any Rakshasa Swordsman who had encountered ghosts before to recognize her identity.

What was surprising was that she was holding hands with Tanji Jiro. Their actions were very intimate.

The two of them seemed to trust each other very much. Tanji Jiro wasn't worried that she would suddenly bite him. The young girl didn't seem to have any intention of biting him either.

The young girl just stood there, turning her head with the movement of the moth that was flying towards the street lamp. Her soft black hair swayed slightly, and her pink eyes were focused on the moth.

"She is?"

Ryuga looked at her with an obvious look of interest.

If he didn't know Tanji Jiro's character, he would have already begun to suspect that Tanji Jiro had mastered some kind of method to control evil spirits. On the way, he controlled a beautiful young girl ghost as a form of entertainment on his boring journey.

In all fairness, if it was Ryuga, he would have the same idea.

Although he didn't have feelings, he was still a human. He also had physiological needs and would desire the opposite sex. It was just that his secondary sexual characteristics hadn't developed yet, so he didn't have such thoughts yet.

When he was two or three years old and had the ability and impulse, he might play like Tanji Jiro. He might even play more than him because of his carefree personality.

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