I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Agent...you mean, Araki-kun?"

Looking at Hanyu Mai with a relaxed attitude, Houhai Ludou couldn't relax like the other party: "For these supernatural beings, Araki-kun is really unreasonable..."

As a "navigator" who guided Sosuke Araki around Tokyo, he naturally knew that Sosuke Araki was like an "eraser" to these inexplicable ghosts.

"However, two fists are invincible to four hands, and his whip is no more than eighteen. He always has his limits when he fights alone."

At the same time, he also deeply felt the helplessness of Araki Sousuke's lack of skills when faced with a large number of ghosts and ghosts.

"Who told you, the sleeper, is fighting alone... strong aid is already on the way."

After saying that in a faint voice, Hanyu Mai fell into silence.

"Strong aid? However, until the power outage, there are only nuns Niya and Nizen-kun who are waiting for rescue in Ikebukuro, and even Higashino-kun, whose whereabouts, intentions, and identity are unknown..."

Hou Hai Lu Dou was halfway through his thoughts, and suddenly stopped: "Hello, old lady, isn't it?"

Hanyu Mai, who had been insomniac for a long time, fell asleep sweetly at this critical moment.

...

Seibu Department Store, above the rooftop.

"What is the monster in the gap?"

Higashino Yukihira, who was sitting under the old man with half of his body stuck out of the car window, was staring at the giant eyes behind the crack from the corner of his eye.

"Just one sentence can actually make these guys **** like this, if this thing comes out completely..."

He was frozen in another space by the "big-headed grandpa" on his back, but he was not affected by the falling train and the terrifying roar, and had the qualification to "stand on the sidelines".

"Have to find a way to stop them... Damn, move me!!!"

But no matter how he drives the "Original Blood" in his body, his body is still frozen in this space, and there is no response.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, a dark wooden sword flew out from the gap on the roof of the building and quietly attacked Lao Lao's back...

"Who can actually catch the trace of the old man?"

Lao Lao's giant as big as a bucket turned 180 degrees and looked at the wooden sword that overlapped with his body but pierced nothing: "Unfortunately, no matter what kind of attack, you can't touch the Slipper Clan. "

"That's right, a mere peach wood sword can't hurt the slippery ghost known as 'Mirror Flowers and Moon'..."

In the hoarse and low voice, an arm covered with a dark red cage protruded from the bottom of the rooftop and grabbed the edge of the huge gap...

"However, if you just want to muddy this pool of spring water, it's not impossible to do anything..."

"List!"

A talisman paper attached to the side of the peach wood sword suddenly ignited a red-golden flame!

"Talisman paper? Talismans that can disrupt space are rare."

Lao Lao, who overlapped with the wooden sword and the golden flame, twisted with the surrounding air.

"Unfortunately, it still doesn't affect the old man in the slightest."

Looking down at the burning wooden sword in his "body", Lao Lao calmly stretched out his hand and scratched his long, bald head.

"Hey, things from the 'outside' naturally cannot hurt your Excellency, but what about people who have been soaked in the same soup pool?"

In the hoarse voice, a figure wrapped in dark red full-body warrior armor propped up the rooftop with one arm vigorously.

The dark red blood-like samurai armor covering his face, plus a bundle of wooden swords on his back like firewood, plus the earthy smell wafting in the wind, made this man reveal a cold and ancient atmosphere from beginning to end.

"The same soup pool..."

Recalling the other party's words, Lao Lao seemed to realize something, and the eyes under the white eyebrows suddenly widened: "Not good!"

"Pfft!"

A sturdy arm has been quietly inserted into the back of his long and narrow head.

"You... your purpose from the beginning was..."

The owner of this arm is Higashino Yukihira, who has been sitting under him, unable to move.

"No, no, Lord Xiongming, save me!!!"

In the unwilling wailing, Lao Lao's exaggerated head and thin body withered rapidly, turning into a blood crystal.

"Evil pays off... The train, take you to hell!"

Noticing the abnormality here, the train, which was entrenched on the roof like a black dragon, opened its huge mouth with flames and rushed towards the red-armored warrior.

"Hell? Sorry, the old man just walked back and forth in front of the gate of hell, and I don't plan to go again for the time being."

The samurai stepped on the ground with one foot, jumped up with a light body far beyond his size, brushed past the torrent of steel whizzing past him, and stuck a yellow talisman on the locomotive: "All !"

"Evil has... evil retribution..."

The flaming flames in the eyes of the locomotive were sucked away by the talisman paper on the forehead, and the whole body swayed and fell softly to the ground as if hypnotized.

"For the time being, let's be quiet for a while."

Looking at the train that was introverted and motionless like a deep sleep, the red-armored warrior nodded slightly, and habitually stretched out his hand to stroke his chin, but only touched the cold visor: "The legendary ghost 'train', plus the accident carriage... "I haven't seen this kind of fusion of ghosts and grudges in decades."

Legend has it that ghosts such as trains often appear in the shape of flaming carriages, carts, carts and other vehicles. At funerals, they **** the corpses of guilty people and send them to **** with their souls.

"Your Excellency, which way are you on?"

In the crooked carriage, Higashino Yukihira, who was topless, climbed out.

"Crack."

Licking the blood crystal in his palm into the mouth, he vigilantly looked at the armored warrior standing on the rooftop: "As you are an 'inhuman', you can't be an enemy of them. Help me out of the siege?"

Just now, it was under the disturbance of the opponent's talisman that the solidified space around him was loosened, and he seized the opportunity to kill Lao Lao who was on the "same plane".

Not only that~www.NovelMTL.com~ The other party made gestures and easily subdued the ferocious train that made him chase all the way. The strength is evident.

However, the strong corpse and earthy smell exuded from this person silently indicated his "inhuman" identity, which made him have to be vigilant.

"You're right, the old man looks like this, it's really inhuman..."

Looking at Higashino Yukihira who swallowed the blood crystal, the pale eyes behind the man's visor narrowed slightly: "However, Higashino-kun, aren't you the same as me now?"

"Know my name, who are you?"

"I just talked about your situation on the phone from Girl Wu. As for the identity and name of the old man, it doesn't matter..."

Raising his hand, he caught the wooden sword that flew back in the air and inserted it into the scabbard on his back. The red-armored warrior leaned over and stretched out his arms to the gap below the roof: "Your Excellency, I only think I'm returning from **** and ask this gang of ghosts and ghosts. A lone soul of one's life is enough."

"Huh...huh..."

A shiny Mediterranean man in a suit climbed to the roof with his hands with difficulty.