I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Ayano, in the past month or so, the increase in your pupil power fluctuations is indeed abnormal compared to before..."

Mochizuki Ayano passed the report in his hand to Mochizuki Ayano, and turned around to start mixing something in the test tube.

After the rift girl incident, "Mochizuki Ayase" fell asleep for a long time for some reason.

During that time, Mochizuki Ayano's pupil power fluctuations were unprecedentedly stable, which also supported her to host many large-scale spiritual removal operations one after another.

But recently, this pupil force fluctuation has started a rather violent rebound trend like stocks.

"Perhaps it is because of too much work pressure recently that your ability to control pupil power has declined compared to before. I think it is necessary for you to suspend work in Lesson 9 and take more than one year of recuperation..."

Mochizuki looked back and pushed the liquid in the test tube in his hand into the syringe.

"...If the Metropolitan Police Department is really too busy, the clan can transfer'Che' back."

"No, patriarch, I'm fine...hiss..."

Before she finished speaking, the syringe in Mochizuki's hand had been gently pressed against her arm.

"You should know that although the injection of "Hundred Eyed Ghost's Culture Liquid" can temporarily suppress the fluctuations in pupil power, it will only bring your body closer to'that guy'. It is just drinking poison to quench your thirst..."

The green liquid in the syringe was injected little by little into Mochizuki Ayano's body.

"Also, it will be the day of the full moon soon. At least on that day, you must rest at home with peace of mind."

Mochizuki Ayano frowned and nodded lightly when he heard the words of Mochizuki Yasuji's heartfelt words.

"The patriarch can rest assured, I will pay more attention and try not to use pupil power. If the next test does not improve, I will formally apply for a vacation."

Pulling down his sleeves, Mochizuki Ayano stood up and bowed farewell to Mochizuki Yasuji.

Walking to the door of the laboratory, she pondered for a moment, and suddenly she turned around and asked, "Patriarch, where is the place where the grievances are permanently housed? Really... can no one bring the grievances out of it?"

"That's the top secret of the royal family. How could my old man know... But so far, I haven't heard of the theft of a contained grievance... Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Mochizuki Yasushi smiled slightly, and asked with concern while packing up the equipment at hand.

"It's nothing... It's just that I was a little curious about the secrets of the royal family..."

Mochizuki Ayano shook her head slightly and was silent.

...

48 hours before "Hell's Gate" appeared.

Taito District, Tibetan front apartment.

In the evening, Sosuke Araki walked into the open-air parking lot gate with his hands in his pockets.

After returning from the Saitama Rei Garden, he turned down the invitation of a few people to eat together due to his depression, and went straight back to the apartment in front of Tibet, where he had not returned for several days.

This five-story white apartment building with 20 suites was as white and dilapidated as before, with no lights on.

The Skytree behind the apartment, as if welcoming him back, lit up the lights from the bottom at the same moment, blooming toward the sky like a tree of fire.

Sitting weakly on the doorstep, looking blankly at the Skytree in the distance, Sosuke Araki lit a cigarette.

The dreamlike Skytree in the smoky atmosphere reminded him of the ambitious scene of the day he had just moved in.

What can't be done is that things are wrong.

"Uncle, are you sad?"

A childish voice awakened the sluggish Araki Sosuke.

He turned his head in surprise.

On the steps beside him, I don't know when, next to him was a little girl of about six or seven years old who was holding a ball.

She was combing her playful watermelon head, her small face was fleshy, and she looked up at Sosuke Araki curiously with her innocent and big eyes.

Is it a kid from any nearby house?

"No... Uncle is okay..."

Araki Sosuke put out the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, trying his best to show a kind smile.

"Then why are you crying..."

Following the little girl's meaty fingers, Sosuke Araki gave his face a full shot.

On his cheeks, I don't know when, is full of tears.

"Sorry, uncle just remembered a friend who went far away..."

He slapped his face with cuffs indiscriminately, Araki Sosuke held up a smile.

"Dad said, Ji Xiang's mother also went far away... Ji Xiang also cried at first, but then stopped crying..."

The little girl sat beside him obediently, holding her fleshy cheeks in her hands, showing a thoughtful look.

"Really, Ji Xiang's mother must be missing Ji Xiang from a distance."

As if the little girl's words touched the softness of his heart, Sosuke Araki couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch the top of the opponent's head, softly comforting.

Her mother must have passed away.

"Really, I really want to see my mother soon... However, Ji Xiang is also very worried about his father alone..."

"By the way, where does Ji Xiang live? It's getting dark. If you don't go back, your father will look for you everywhere."

Seeing the setting sun that completely fell into the horizon, Sosuke Araki suddenly remembered this question.

"...Ji Xiang lives here, Dad is out, Ji Xiang is waiting for him at home..."

When Sosuke Araki was hesitant to call the police station to ask, the little girl turned and pointed to the dark corridor.

"Hayi?"

Looking in the direction of her fingers, it was the 103 room opposite Araki Sosuke.

Although I work night shifts for a long time, my life is reversed day and night, and I am accustomed to not having the opportunity to meet my neighbors.

But the gloomy uncle who hasn't seen him for a long time and likes to peep through the crack in the door, actually has such a cute daughter?

Keke, he must look like a mother.

"Pattern."

The sound of something falling on the ground attracted Sosuke Araki's attention.

Looking back, a man did not know when he appeared in the parking lot, looking pale at the two sitting on the steps.

It is the uncle who lives in Room 103 opposite Araki Sosuke.

He was wearing a pitch-black one-piece hoodie, and he was tightly covered.

Falling into the plastic bag at his feet, there were scattered ritual supplies such as elf horses, snacks, incense sticks, and lanterns.

"Ji Xiang... how are you..."

Looking at the girl on the steps in a daze, the man showed a confused and agitated expression, the crystals in his eyes surging under the dim light.

It seems that my daughter looks a little different in normal times.

"Here, Dad is back..."

At the top of the "salted pig's hand" who had become stiff for some reason, the little girl stood up and ran towards the chunky man standing in the middle of the parking lot.

Her slightly clumsy back, in the dim light, seemed to bloom with crystal white light.

"Ji Xiang, didn't Dad let you wait at home obediently..."

Seeing the little girl running towards him, the man was taken aback for a moment, then squatted down and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hug the daughter who was coming.

That nervous appearance and cautious action is like a bubble that the girl in front of you can't hold and will disappear at any time.

"Dad went too long, Ji Xiang missed his father..."

As the two father and daughter hugged each other, the little girl in the man's arms began to glow with a holy glow.

"Ji Xiang...wait, you are..."

It seemed that something abnormal was discovered, and the man's voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

"no, do not want……"

"Mom, I'm here to pick up Ji Xiang... Dad... take care of yourself..."

"...Jixiang!!!"

Ji Xiang's small body was like this in his father's arms, his hands clasped together, with a happy smile, like a big dandelion blown by the breeze, scattered into countless small white umbrellas, floating into the distance.

Seeing this scene before him, an inconspicuous segment of the once happy life that was buried in the man's mind because he couldn't bear to remember, surfaced.

"Dad, Ji Xiang is in the kindergarten today, and the teacher teaches flower language... Guess, what is the flower language of dandelion?"

"Flower language? Dad is not good at this."

"Dad is so stupid! The teacher said that Dandelion's flower language is... awful, Ji Xiang also forgot..."

The flower language of dandelion is "love that cannot stay."

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