I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

With the look of Zhen Coconut's "extraordinary style", the strong resentment instantly exploded in front of the man! !

……Then it turned into a cool breeze, which eased the sultry heat in the living room.

The scene where the target exploded and died did not appear, but instead made the expression on the opponent's sleeping face more pleasant.

No, it must be that I just woke up, and I still don’t know how to use this body...

The virgin coconut, with two sides, four hands and four legs, stretched out her long hair unwillingly, and twisted it towards the man.

As soon as that dark and beautiful hair touched the opponent's body, it dissipated into resentment and was sucked into the body.

Even more frightening is that one of the strands of long hair gradually turned into white fluorescence from the tip of the hair, spreading towards the chaste coconut.

"Uh uh uh... this is... impossible..."

The holy fluorescence on the hair seemed as terrible as a urging spell in the eyes of Zhen Coconut.

He stretched out his hand decisively and threw his head full of hair to the ground like a wig, revealing two terrifying faces with four black eyes.

With a bald head like a monk, the virgin coconut turned into a pool of black water without hesitation and merged under the floor.

Only the hair was left, which turned into a spot of light on the ground and dissipated.

Later, two pairs of black eyes appeared in the gap between the railings on the second floor, staring greedily and fearfully at the sleeping man in the living room.

If it weren't for his knowledge and rapid response as an ancient god, he would almost be destroyed by the opponent and return directly to the Danu God Realm.

Although at this distance, the grievances in his body will still be slowly absorbed by the opponent, but he is reluctant to leave.

That man's body, compared with the low-level remnant that he is descending now, is like the supreme sacred body, if it can be obtained, it will surely enable him to regain the divine power of death and war, even beyond the past.

...

Just when the ancient god incarnation "Chest Coconut" came to the world, in the command room of Lesson Nine, a group of agents and spirit-eliminators were still lying on the bed, listening to music, and half of them fell into a light sleep.

"Report, Meguro District Police Station received a report an hour ago that a man suddenly disappeared from his legs in an Internet cafe and died of bleeding..."

An agent of the information team walked up to Mochizuki Ayano and reported quietly.

"I know, immediately send someone to collect evidence and sort out the case information."

Hearing this bad news, Mochizuki Aya only felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart.

This "killing song", which relies on network dissemination and completely randomly selects the target, does not know how many years it will take to "select" the "bait" in the command room.

During this period, how many people’s lives will be taken away, how many families’ happy lives have ceased, and how many people have fallen into endless grief.

"Class...Chairman...Listen to...Yamada-kun..."

When Mochizuki Ayano was anxious, an agent who was monitoring carefully tuned the channel to Kengo Yamada.

Yamada Kengo, who was snoring, became quiet for some reason.

In addition to carrying talisman paper, each bed is equipped with devices such as monitoring, radio, first aid, and blocking the mouth to ensure the safety of the "bait" as much as possible.

Mochizuki Ayano picked up the earphone and listened.

"Sachiko~ I've called myself Sajang since I was a child"

"It's ridiculous~ Zuojiang."

This is an ethereal and quaint ballad, the female humming voice is very sweet, and because the words are slightly vague, it has a seductive immature feeling.

However, this song does not exist in the playlist of Internet radio stations that Yamada Kengo listens to.

"Soko"!

"Finally... meet, murder song... should I call you Sako?"

Mochizuki Ayano gave Kengo Yamada a weird look, and gestured to the agent on the side.

It should be said that lucky or unlucky, Shimoto teacher, the closed disciple, seems to have a strong attraction to the resentful spirit...

Whether it was the various wraiths he encountered in the university before, the "Sewer Bursher" and this time "Killing Song Zuozi", it was obviously the wraiths who randomly selected the target to kill, but they found it without exception. Up him.

"She likes bananas very much, but she can only eat half a banana at a time since she was a child."

"It's so pitiful~ Zuojiang"

In the earphones, the song continues...

Following Mochizuki Ayano's gesture, the agent on the side took out a small porous ball attached to a belt, stuffed it into Kengo Yamada's mouth, and strangled it to death with the belt.

"Hmm..."

With the densely hollowed-out ball in his mouth, Yamada Kengo's saliva dripped continuously from both sides, revealing a shameful and comfortable expression.

Even so, he seemed to fall into a strange state because of that song and did not wake up.

Mochizuki Ayano's black and blue pupils constantly scanned Yamada Kengo, and found nothing unusual.

Everyone in the Spirit Slayers Association knows that the "philosophical swordsman" Kengo Yamada is a man who is accustomed to stuffing his underwear and X eyes with talisman paper.

If there are resentful spirits entangled, the talisman paper around him can't be without any reaction.

"Zojiang has gone far away a long time ago, so she should forget me."

"It's so lonely~ Zuojiang"

"Have you found the kid Kengo?"

The song is nearing the end. When he was sleeping on the bed, I don’t know when he stood up, holding a few talisman papers between his fingers, standing aside on guard.

Sleeping is not good when he is old, and he has not been able to fall asleep these days and nights because of the recent upside-down of the mission day and night.

Mochizuki Ayano nodded to him, listening to the ballad in the earphones intently.

"Zaochan~ I got my legs taken away by the tram. I have to borrow your legs to walk."

coming……

"My legs are gone, will you give me yours?"

This is the sentence.

"My legs are gone, will you give me yours?"

A male voice followed this sentence leisurely in the command room.

Yamada Kengo, whose mouth was gagged, naturally couldn't sing this sentence. He seemed to have adapted to this state of shame, and he still slept soundly.

The one who sang this sentence was the detective who was monitoring Kengo Yamada, not far behind Ayano Mochizuki.

"Oops!!! This song... is not just about targeting one listener, but has the ability to spread to other listeners!"

Mochizuki Ayano quickly turned her head and looked at the agent who was confused and was still singing a song.

Because of this situation, the detective responsible for monitoring is also equipped with self-defense talisman.

"forward."

Tokimoto Ichiro had already very tacit understanding, and threw the talisman in his hand to the detective.

Nine-character mantra·bao gourd seal.

A burst of spiritual power instantly covered his body, and even Mochizuki Ayano's eyes could not lock the agent's breath.

"It's tonight~ Sauce"

Inside and outside the channel, the song sung by the agent and "Soko" has come to an end.

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