I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Ten years ago, Haneda Airport.

In the drizzle of drizzle, a solemn black man with short hair walked in front of the team with great solemnity.

"Father Siena Diego, with the body of the former saint Chino Saint Catherine, requested to return to the Vatican."

The four people behind him carried on their shoulders, it was a wooden coffin engraved with a cross.

Without an umbrella, the black man's short curly hair and robes were soaked in the rain.

In the rainy night, it was impossible to see whether the flashing on his face was tears or rain.

"The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not accept the light... Amen."

Standing at the boarding gate was a gray-haired priest.

He stepped forward slowly, gently lowered his head and kissed the coffin, so that it was carried on the plane.

"Thanks, Siena..."

Immediately, he turned to tiptoe and patted the black man on the shoulder with some effort.

"...Master Bishop, I failed to protect..."

Siena stubbornly shook his head, his eyes full of self-blame.

"No, no one would have thought that'they' would actually do this kind of thing... Let's go back to the Holy See to report on their duties."

The elderly bishop sighed and walked towards the plane following the coffin.

"...I have submitted an application to the Holy See to be transferred to the heresy court and to the Middle East."

But Siena's words made him look back in surprise.

"...I heard that the power of'their' is very arrogant over there."

In the denser raindrops, the black man showed his wounded beast-like eyes and smiled grimly.

The sharp white teeth cut through the darkness.

"boom……"

"The flight is about to take off. Dear Mr. Siena, please fasten your seat belt and prepare to enjoy this pleasant journey..."

The roar of the aircraft engine and the sweet broadcast of the stewardess recalled Siena's thoughts from a long time ago.

Putting on the seat belt, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the slowly receding tarmac outside the window and the car that took Mochizuki Ayano away...

Sister Chino, your beloved Ayano has grown into an outstanding girl who is as capable and independent as you.

Farewell, Japan, this "master's forbidden zone".

...

"Mr. Siena, the plane has ascended to the bottom of the stratosphere and will leave Japan's airspace in about half an hour... We have prepared meals for you. When do you plan to enjoy it?"

Soon after the plane took off, an air hostess wriggled her slender legs wrapped in a skirt and walked to Siena, bending to reveal a white gully.

"Sorry, I'm not very hungry right now, I want to take a break first... I'll call you later when I need it."

"Okay, if you need any ‘special’ services, you can call me anytime..."

Ignoring the "special" suggestion of the flight attendant, Siena put his head in his hands and closed his eyes to rest.

However, shortly after the flight attendant returned to the front of the airport, Siena smelled the scent of food coming from the back of the cabin.

After a while, one of the stewardess walked past him with a few boxes of food.

"The captain and deputy captain said they are hungry and need to eat in advance."

Seeing his curious gaze, the stewardess swallowed, explained to him, and walked towards the front of the cabin.

After a while, the flight attendant who had delivered the meal also returned to the area behind the cabin.

Subsequently, the scent of food continued to be heard from the rear of the cabin.

It seems that the crew also took the opportunity to dine in advance.

"Bar... Bar..."

Siena, who closed his eyes and meditation, listened to the faster and louder chewing sounds behind him, instinctively felt something was wrong.

In the air, a hint of blood mixed in the food.

He stood up vigilantly, lifted the suitcase under his feet, and walked slowly toward the back of the cabin.

Lifting the curtain on the passage, Siena saw three stewardess squatting in the corner of the kitchen.

The holding cabinet, which has enough food for dozens of people, is empty and open.

On the ground, torn and empty food packaging boxes were scattered.

The three flight attendants squatting in the corner seemed quite hungry.

On the ground, a large amount of food that was too late to be heated had been swallowed by them.

Hearing Siena's footsteps, the three people who were "dining" together turned their heads to look at him.

"...Sorry, Mr. Siena, we are so hungry... we are so hungry after all the food has been eaten..."

The three flight attendants apologized in an elegant and polite tone.

Their pupils were as deep red as blood, reflecting the priest's solemn expression.

They were holding each other's arms in their hands, gnawing greedily without feeling pain at all.

The original small cherry mouth has also turned into a big mouth full of fangs.

Blood and meat, as they chewed as they spoke, continued to spill on the ground.

"The Lord asks you to bathe me with water, wash me, and make me white from snow."

Seeing this bloody scene, Siena didn't even frown, took out the flat hip flask inside his pocket, and sprinkled the holy water on several people.

The Holy Prayer [Missing Ceremony].

"Zi..."

The holy water with golden spiritual power, like sulfuric acid, rose up in the three people and soared blue smoke, but it still couldn't stop them from gnawing each other.

It seemed that the more they ate, the more hungry they got. The three flight attendants ignored Siena, tore each other's clothes to pieces, and began to greedily lick each other's body.

"Isn't it a resentful spirit or a curse? Is it the transformation of life forms similar to vampires and zombies..."

Seeing the three fragrant white tender bodies entangled in blood stains and constantly gnawing at each other, Siena shot without hesitation.

He turned the knife with both hands and quickly hit the back of the three people's neck.

However, the three charming flight attendants did not faint as he expected, but were attracted by his "active".

They seem to have forgotten what pain and fear are, and only the desire to eat is left in their minds.

"...Mr. Siena, it looks delicious too. The portion must be plenty, right?"

Three supermodel-like slender bodies, with only bones left in their arms, immediately wrapped around him.

A flight attendant even squatted down and began to tear up his pants.

It seems that he wants to provide him with the "special service" that has been implied before.

At the same time, the fuselage of the aircraft suddenly began to turbulently.

"Sorry... the situation is urgent, I may... too late to save you."

Siena glanced at the direction of the cockpit, remembering the captain who had previously applied for "Early Meal", and an ominous premonition flooded his mind.

"... The evil light will be extinguished, and the flame of the Lord does not have to shine."

Immediately, golden light rose from his body, not only knocked off the fangs of the three flight attendants like steel, but also ignited a white flame on them.

Soon, under the continuous burning of the white flame, the three young and beautiful flight attendants turned into scorched corpses and fell softly to the ground.

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