Chapter 207: Free Information Messengers

For an entire day, Kamikawa Mitsu and Kamikawa Chie's school was bustling with activity.

Kamikawa Chie's school was the liveliest; the moment class ended, students would rush into Kamikawa Chie's classroom just to get an autograph.

No way around it—tomorrow was the start of winter break, so where else could they find Kamikawa Chie for an autograph? The most crucial thing was, once winter break hit, they'd have plenty of free time to play. Friend gatherings and fun were sure to happen, so wouldn't whipping out a Kamikawa Chie autograph at the party be awesome? Wouldn't it let you show off in front of everyone?

Awesome!

A total show-off in front of everyone!

So you see, the students didn't have much time left—just one day.

The students were anxious to get autographs, fighting tooth and nail; even the teachers were asking for autographs. You know, just because young people like to show off doesn't mean middle-aged people don't like it, okay? Middle-aged people like it even more, and they're more practiced at showing off than young people. It's very natural—subtle showing off, not as stiff as the young folks.

Just look at that middle-aged uncle in the apartment and you'll know.

In contrast, Kamikawa Chie and her two friends were not anxious—only excited, with their eyes glittering with the light of money.

During class, since it was the last day, there wasn't much actual learning content. The teachers just talked about next semester's arrangements or assigned homework. Chie and her two friends were top students in the class, so half-listening and half-chatting wasn't a problem.

At this moment, Chie, Iori, and Meijiang were passing little notes back and forth, chatting.

Chie: "Have you finished counting the money? Is it a lot? How many more classmates want autographs?"

Meijiang: "A lot! More than my dad's monthly salary. There are still so many classmates behind us—I'm guessing we can still earn a lot. Mainly the principal and teachers contributed a lot; one person wanted several autographs."

Chie, Iori: "!!!!!!"

They were so excited their eyes were almost turning into the shape of money.

Chie: "That's great! With this money, I won't have to worry about being frugal when I go to America with Nii-san to play. I can buy lots of nice things for myself and Nii-san. Oh right, thanks to Iori and Meijiang for keeping order and counting. When today is over, I'll split ten percent to each of you."

Iori and Meijiang's bodies trembled; they were very happy. They didn't mind or quibble about why Chie only gave them ten percent—ten percent was already a lot. They were only responsible for maintaining order and counting the money; they didn't do much. Mainly, they were riding on Chie's coattails, so getting ten percent was already pretty good.

If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't give much, at most a small hard-work fee.

Iori: "I didn't expect autographs to make this much money. Sigh, what a pity—tomorrow is the holiday, otherwise I feel like we could sell even more autographs."

Meijiang: "Exactly, exactly. But it's not really that much money either—one autograph is 1,000 yen, so you'd need to sell 100 to get 100,000 yen. I heard from my parents that celebrities make a lot of money. Just showing up, smiling, and singing a song is probably worth more than 100,000 yen."

Iori: "That's true."

Chie: "Ouch, I'm not a real celebrity. I'm just a descendant of a transcendent. I don't know how to sing or anything. Even if I wanted to earn money that way, I couldn't. Plus Nii-san wouldn't let me go out and sing—if I caused that much trouble, he'd beat me to death. So the only way my identity can make money is through autographs."

Iori: "Hehe, actually besides selling autographs, there are other ways to make money."

Meijiang and Chie both froze.

Then, without waiting for them to ask, Iori had already quietly slid the note over.

Iori: "Singing and stuff definitely won't work, but we can keep selling. Besides selling autographs, we can sell other things."

Meijiang, Chie: "Huh? Sell other things? Besides autographs, what else can we sell?"

Iori: "Sell clothes. We can sell Nii-san Kamikawa's clothes. I remember reading a report before—some fans chasing stars bought cigarette butts that celebrities had smoked, and clothes they had worn. We can sell like that too."

Chie: "My goodness, that's a great idea! Just now so many girls asked me for Nii-san's autograph, so they'd definitely like Nii-san's clothes."

Meijiang: "Selling Nii-san Kamikawa's clothes—Chie, aren't you afraid your Nii-san will beat you to death?"

Chie: "Hehe, no, because I'm not selling what Nii-san is currently wearing. I'm selling Nii-san's old clothes—like childhood clothes, or unfashionable clothes he doesn't want to wear anymore. This is basically recycling waste. Clothes he doesn't use anymore, besides throwing them away or donating them, have no other use. Better to sell them and make some money."

The more they discussed, the more excited they got.

They figured out they could not only sell Kamikawa Mitsu's unused clothes, but also sell photos—have Kamikawa Mitsu pose in a few handsome stances, and surely many girls would like it. Later, when they had money, they could even collaborate with manufacturers, with Kamikawa Chie's personal authorization, to produce Kamikawa Mitsu figurines.

A grand money-making scheme quietly took shape in their hands.

At the same time.

"Achoo!" Kamikawa Mitsu rubbed his nose.

Is someone talking bad about me behind my back, or is someone plotting against me? Whatever, let me think about how to manage the convenience store.

He became the store manager, so he didn't need to personally watch the shop. His night-shift employee position was now vacant, and he needed to interview an employee to fill it.

"How about letting Chie do it? She's going to high school next year—it's time she learned how to be independent. Convenience store work isn't hard, perfect for adapting to entering society in the future.

Plus Chie doesn't know how to make money either. This is a good chance to let her experience how hard it is to earn money, and let her earn some pocket money for herself. After all, whoever we hire, we have to pay them—might as well put the money in our own family's pocket. Yeah, that's decided."

Kamikawa Mitsu thought happily to himself.

An older brother introducing his younger sister to her first job in life, letting her earn her first bucket of gold—his sister would surely be very touched and grateful to him.

On the other side.

Mo Lingling entered Arakawa Ward and, through a day of asking around, roughly understood this world.

"The Gods have returned, and the Kamikawa family are descendants of Ashiya Douman." Mo Lingling murmured softly.

Currently, the most information she had obtained was about these two.

"So the Heavenly Rift I saw before was a deity from Gao Tianyuan."

Through asking people, Mo Lingling learned the rough history of Japanese mythology, and had already come to understand deities as synonyms for power.

Among them, she also obtained information about the Creator.

Lord of Goblins and Ghosts, one of Japan's Three Great Demon Kings, a god-demon-like existence, Shuten-douji—this was the Creator of the Void Demon Realm.

"As expected, even in this world where gods and demons run rampant, the Creator is still very powerful." Mo Lingling's eyes showed worship.

It's just a pity that she obtained information about the Creator, but not where the Creator was.

Nobody knew where the Creator was; even finding transcendent beings or youkai was basically impossible.

"If I can't find the Creator, I can only find someone else to help."

She secretly made a plan. Although transcendent beings and youkai were equally elusive, that didn't mean they couldn't be found. At least there was one transcendent who could be found—the Kamikawa family, who were currently the talk of the town.

"First look for Rikui and the Creator; if I can't find them, I'll look for Ashiya Douman's descendants and ask if he can request help from the Ashiya family's transcendent, or ask him where the Creator is."

After making her plan, Mo Lingling quickly walked toward the main street, preparing to learn more about this world and bring back the history, mythology, and other matters of this world to the Void Demon Realm.