Matsudaira Motoyasu Bowed His Head to Me-Who Do You Think You Are? The Onmyōjutsu of the Flame Armor That Pointed Straight at the Ghost God!

The good news was that nothing seemed to have changed before Uesugi Tetsu.

The black square Factory Master still stood in the wilderness, and those Factory Masters who could kill him hundreds of times with a single glance had not appeared either.

At the entrance, he could still see the Great Blacksmith's corpse, which had presumably been left there for who knew how long. It was completely cold, and no one had bothered to clean it up. The light orb still floated above it.

It should still be fine to enter Hanafuda Market, which was located in the Edo period.

But the bad news was that Uesugi Tetsu's instincts kept telling him that something crucial had changed.

And his instincts were usually very accurate.

Uesugi Tetsu had breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't put his mind at ease. He touched the memory orb again and entered the cutscene.

Once more, he savored the dull life of the Great Blacksmith tightening screws.

After his vision went black, Uesugi Tetsu could hear the exact same lively sounds pouring into his ears.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the fox-masked woman who had originally been looking around in front of him staring at him instead—probably because he was also wearing a "fox mask," making him especially conspicuous in the crowd.

Uesugi Tetsu hadn't forgotten that his current identity was that of a Ghost God-level Six-tailed Fox.

"Would you like to come in and play a round, sir?"

Ignoring the fox-masked woman's first solicitation, Uesugi Tetsu looked around. Even with the Eye of Interpretation, he couldn't detect the slightest change from before.

It was as if the scene of everything being destroyed earlier had never existed.

This Edo-period street should have been something resembling an illusion, but it was