[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky":3,"chapter-i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-chapter-23":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Sparked the Hundred Demon Night Parade in Tokyo",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2326241,4550,"Chapter 23: Chapter Twenty-Three: Hit Them Hard!","i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-chapter-23",23,"\u003Cp>Uragawa Son's face was as cold as ice as he sternly asked Mori Ji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamikawa Mitsu’s face was ice as he coldly asked Mori Takeshi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden scene left everyone momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden scene left everyone momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they finally came to their senses, the people around began whispering among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they finally came to, those around them began whispering among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like he’s just a high schooler—ugh, another show-off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He looks like a high schooler—ugh, another show-off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I heard him call out ‘sister’—the middle school girl getting beaten must be his sister. What a shame; even if family showed up, he’s still just a high schooler.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I heard that guy call his sister—this girl getting beaten must be his younger sister. Too bad. Even if family shows up, he’s just a high schooler.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Why does this guy seem familiar to me?” Someone stared at Uragawa Son, feeling a sense of recognition but unable to recall where he’d seen him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Why does this guy seem familiar?” Someone stared at Kamikawa Mitsu, feeling he’d seen him before, yet couldn’t recall where.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ji and the other street thugs froze in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Takeshi and the other gang members froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were utterly surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were utterly taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would dare step in to intervene at a time like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone actually stepped in at a time like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—it was just a high school student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was a high schooler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m asking you: did you intend to hit my sister?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m asking you—did you intend to hit my sister?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uragawa Son’s voice rang out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamikawa Mitsu’s voice rang out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was calm, revealing no hint of anger or indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was calm—no anger, no indifference, impossible to tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being repeatedly questioned—especially in public, on the street, and by a high schooler stopping him from assaulting someone—sent Mori Ji into a rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being questioned repeatedly, in public, by a high schooler who’d interrupted his assault—Mori Takeshi exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, I’m beating your sister, you little—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fucking hell, I’m hitting your sister—what the fuck are you gonna—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRASH!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRASH!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without any warning, Uragawa Son threw a punch straight at Mori Ji’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without warning, Kamikawa Mitsu threw a punch straight into Mori Takeshi’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The punch carried tremendous force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The punch carried serious force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All those watching saw only a blur of a fist flashing past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All witnesses saw only a blur of fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ji’s nose collapsed inward, his face nearly caved in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Takeshi’s nose collapsed; his face caved inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood gushed out, spraying three feet into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood spurted, spraying three feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer impact threw his head back, flinging his entire body backward onto the ground, splashing rainwater everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force threw his head back, flinging his whole body onto the ground; rainwater splashed up, spraying everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ripples spread across the surrounding puddles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puddles around him rippled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rainwater mixed with mud splattered across Mori Ji, coating him in filth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rain and muddy water splashed over Mori Takeshi, coating him in filth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he showed no reaction—he had clearly been knocked unconscious, possibly even suffering a concussion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave no reaction—clearly knocked unconscious by Kamikawa Mitsu’s punch; likely suffered a concussion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the scene seemed frozen, with only the steady patter of rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene froze; only the rain hissed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stood paralyzed, their minds utterly blank, lost in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stood frozen, minds blank, lost in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chie, what were they planning to do to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chiharu, what were they going to do to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uragawa Son ignored the stunned crowd, turned, knelt down, and softly asked Uragawa Chie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamikawa Mitsu ignored the crowd, turned, knelt, and softly asked Kamikawa Chiharu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A minute earlier, he had arrived on the street searching for Chie, only to see a crowd gathered nearby; curious, he went over—and just in time, he saw Chie about to be attacked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A minute earlier, he’d arrived on the street searching for Kamikawa Chiharu, saw a crowd gathered nearby, grew curious, went over—and just in time saw her about to be struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Uragawa Son acted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Kamikawa Mitsu acted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even though he’d already struck back, he still needed to ask: what exactly had they intended to do to Chie?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he’d already struck—he still needed to ask what they intended to do to Kamikawa Chiharu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had to be a reason they were attacking her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t possibly have attacked her for no reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nii-san, they wanted to take us out for dessert, but we didn’t want to go, so they tried to drag us along.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nii-san, they wanted to take us for dessert, but we didn’t want to go, so they dragged us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uragawa Son’s arrival acted like a calming sedative—Chie’s panic began to subside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamikawa Mitsu’s arrival was like a sedative—Kamikawa Chiharu’s panic eased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His deep eyes flashed with sharp intensity; Uragawa Son had already guessed the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His deep eyes flashed with sharp light—he’d already guessed the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These guys—clearly street thugs—had tried to hit on them, and when rebuffed, flew into a rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These gangsters, clearly, had tried to hit on them, failed, and flew into a rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bunch of scum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bunch of societal scum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Uragawa Son frowned,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Kamikawa Mitsu frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You little brat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You little brat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, kill him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fucking kill him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dude, you dare mess with us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, you dare mess with us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ji’s companions didn’t stay stunned long—only two or three seconds had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Takeshi’s companions didn’t freeze long—only two or three seconds had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant they snapped back to reality, every one of them erupted in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant they snapped back, all of them erupted in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them, together, had been taken down by a single high schooler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many of them—and one high schooler had taken down one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unforgivable humiliation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unforgivable humiliation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the eerie silence shattered into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the silence shattered into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five young men charged at one high school student, swinging their fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five youths charged the high schooler, fists swinging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nii-san!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nii-san!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chie’s heart, which had just calmed, now flared with fear and anger again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamikawa Chiharu’s heart, just calmed, now flared with fear and rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nii-san was alone—against five of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nii-san was alone; five against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were overwhelming him with numbers—he’d get hurt for sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were outnumbering him—he’d get hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without thinking, Chie gripped her umbrella tightly and rushed forward to help Uragawa Son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to think—Kamikawa Chiharu gripped her umbrella and lunged forward to help Kamikawa Mitsu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chie froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamikawa Chiharu froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw that before she could even move, Uragawa Son had already darted forward—faster than a cheetah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw—before she could move, Kamikawa Mitsu had already surged forward, swift as a cheetah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hand held the umbrella aloft, one step forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hand held the umbrella; one step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his waist twisted, his right leg lashed out like a crocodile’s tail, striking the jaw of the thug swinging a punch—precisely and powerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His waist twisted; his right leg lashed like a crocodile’s tail, striking the gangster’s jaw with perfect precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thug’s jaw twisted grotesquely, dislocated by the kick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gangster’s jaw twisted, dislocated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several teeth flew out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several teeth flew out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The immense force sent the thug stumbling sideways as if he’d slipped on ice, his body crashing straight down, his cheek slamming into a puddle, splashing and widening the water hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whip-like force sent the gangster stumbling sideways, his body slamming straight down; his cheek crushed into a puddle, splashing and widening the water hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chie, her classmates, and the surrounding crowd all stared, dumbfounded—as if caught in a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamikawa Chiharu, her classmates, and the crowd all stared, dazed—as if in a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In less than a blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another one down?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another one down?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa, that’s insane!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gah! That’s insane!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The onlookers were stunned, faces pale with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd gasped, faces pale with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they watched, Uragawa Son was unstoppable—he’d already knocked one thug down with a single kick, then surged forward again, his movements lightning-fast; they hadn’t even blinked before he’d struck again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before their eyes, Kamikawa Mitsu was terrifying—first one kick felled a gangster, then he surged again, hands moving so fast they barely blinked—and he’d already struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than fifteen seconds had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fight had lasted less than fifteen seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the attackers’ encirclement, Uragawa Son moved like a general cutting through enemy lines—he closed the distance to one thug, his hand forming a blade, slicing horizontally across the man’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid their assault, Kamikawa Mitsu moved like a general cutting through ten thousand soldiers—he closed in on a gangster, hand shaped like a blade, slicing horizontally across his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hand-strike was swift, moving like a flash of shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hand-strike was swift—faster than a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh—ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh—ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thug clutched his throat, feeling as if it had been severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gangster clutched his throat, feeling as if it had snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to scream in agony, but no sound came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to scream, but couldn’t make a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to breathe—but couldn’t. All he could do was gasp, as if something were choking his windpipe, in unbearable torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t breathe—only gasped, choked, as if something were lodged in his throat, in unbearable agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His condition made it easy to suspect his larynx had been shattered or his vocal cords torn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight made anyone wonder—had his Adam’s apple shattered? Had his vocal cords been severed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd stood frozen, jaws hanging open in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd stared, slack-jawed in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the fight continue,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the fight continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>watching Uragawa Son battle the thugs,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Kamikawa Mitsu battle the gangsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a strange feeling began to creep over them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, they felt a strange sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t six men surrounding and beating one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t six men surrounding one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was one man surrounding six.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was one man surrounding six.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was single-handedly dominating them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A one-sided massacre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was doing it—using only one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was doing it with only one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was the other hand doing? Holding an umbrella to shield himself from the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other hand? Holding an umbrella to shield from the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could this high schooler be the national martial arts champion?” someone in the crowd suddenly blurted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could this high schooler be the national martial arts champion?” Someone in the crowd suddenly spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone jolted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone jolted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait a minute—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it wasn’t impossible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That might actually be true!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really could be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at this kid—he’s insane! He’s taking on six guys with just one hand, and not a single punch has landed on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at this kid—he’s insane. He beats six men with one hand, and they can’t even touch him—not a single punch lands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end, the thugs, desperate and enraged, pulled out spring knives and extendable batons from their pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, the gangsters, clearly cornered and enraged, pulled out spring knives and extendable batons from their pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with weapons drawn, the teenager didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponents drew weapons—but the teen didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t retreat a single step—he advanced straight toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even step back—he met them head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every movement flowed like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every motion flowed like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the result? Still domination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result? Still a massacre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with weapons, the thugs stood no chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with weapons, the gangsters were useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because a gang member’s extendable baton was knocked from his hand by Kamikawa Mitsu’s martial technique and seized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding the extendable baton, Kamikawa Mitsu became like a tiger with wings; each strike sent the gang members sprawling, their limbs bruised and swollen, their faces streaked with baton marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gang members’ weapons gave them no advantage—instead, they only empowered Kamikawa Mitsu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the onlookers had already silently reached a conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was unquestionably a national champion of the youth division.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: not only did Kamikawa Mitsu dominate entirely, but also his fighting style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the entire fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every movement was without waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every punch, every kick, was lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, they faintly sensed Kamikawa Mitsu was holding back, deliberately restraining his strength; otherwise, the gang members wouldn’t just lie moaning on the ground—they’d be dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This suspicion was quickly confirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within minutes, Kamikawa Mitsu had laid all the gang members low, then stepped toward Mori Jiro.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you going to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Jiro, now awake and already beaten by Kamikawa Mitsu, sat on the ground, ignoring the mud and rain soaking his body, retreating in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were just about to hit my sister with your left hand, weren’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kamikawa Mitsu’s gaze flashed like lightning as he approached, holding an umbrella.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout, not a single drop of rain touched him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Jiro trembled in terror, unable to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you won’t answer, I’ll assume you intended to hit my sister with both hands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Kamikawa Mitsu finished speaking, he stood before Mori Jiro.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he raised his foot and kicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Jiro screamed in panic, instinctively raising both arms to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing scream tore through the sky, drowning out the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Chiye nearly being violated and the man attempting to kill him with a switchblade, Kamikawa Mitsu showed no hesitation—he kicked, shattering both of Mori Jiro’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood soaked the surrounding ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mixed with rain, the puddles turned crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(PS: Today I dreamed that my readers generously gave me recommendation votes. I woke up crying. I thought the dream was fake—my readers are so stingy, how could they possibly give me recommendation votes? Please, readers, slap my face.)\u003C\u002Fp>",2343,"2026-06-20T17:56:08.120Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2ce8f1297d0169d505cd98a3f028f3a937b5f82458996a4eb7526e16e3c3259f","i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-chapter-24","i-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-chapter-22",477,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-sparked-the-hundred-demon-night-parade-in-toky-cover.jpg"]