Half a minute after chanting the three-part honorific name in a dreamlike murmur, Toru Yamashita opened his eyes, full of uncertainty and alarm.
"No response. Why couldn't I connect to the King's divine kingdom?"
He knew the three-part honorific name backward and forward. There was absolutely no way he had gotten it wrong!
Could it be that, because he had been reborn three years in the past and had yet to receive the King's recognition, he couldn't enter the divine kingdom?
The King's honorific name was like a Wi-Fi password, but even with the correct password, only those on the whitelist could enter. Right now, he was just a stranger with no place in the organization, shut out at the door.
"King who does not belong to this world, you are the master of crimson and the Rinnegan, the ruler of all creation, where yin and yang become one!"
Unwilling to give up, Toru Yamashita chanted the three-part honorific name again, but just as before, there was no response.
"Do I really have no choice but to risk a jailbreak?"
No matter what, Toru Yamashita absolutely could not squander a precious year.
But right now, he was only an ordinary man. However strong his body or extensive his combat experience, he couldn't stop a bullet.
Just as he found himself caught in a dilemma, the crimson Three-Tomoe Sharingan drawn on the ground in blood suddenly erupted with deep red light, engulfing him like a tide.
Toru Yamashita's eyes closed, and his body slumped onto the tatami as though he had fallen asleep.
"I finally got in... I really am pathetic. Just getting through the door left me dead tired..."
Stars danced before Toru Yamashita's eyes, and his ears rang. Everything before him was distorted and blurry. He lay panting