I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Seeing Mochizuki Ayano was about to be overtaken by the breeze, alarms sounded in all directions, and several iron gates with runes fell from all sides of the corridor, turning them into iron cages that shade the sky and the sun, and the breeze turned "Number Four" Stuck in it.

When he hit one of the iron gates surging with spiritual power, "Number Four" immediately snorted and showed his body shape.

"Hmph, do you think this can trap me? The wind is pervasive..."

"Sect leader Mochizuki, please go inside first, the Spirit Eliminators Association and our people will be there soon!"

In the loudspeaker in the corner, someone was yelling.

Looking at the iron gate with cracks erupting in the rear and gradually deforming, Mochizuki Ayano ran inside without hesitation.

Presumably, an agent discovered the body of his colleague and activated the alarm.

These iron gates, which are engraved with runes and cannot be traversed by spirit bodies, are emergency control measures for Lesson 9.

In order to prevent weird and resentful spirits from invading the interior of Lesson 9, when the alarm is activated, personnel located in other locations will take over, remotely control these isolation doors, isolate and control the supernatural things in them, and there will soon be a spirit removal. People from the Association of Advocates came to reinforce.

Under the cover of the falling iron gates, Mochizuki Ayano tore off the cuffs wrapped around the wounds of his arms, and stumbled towards the deepest part of the corridor.

Behind her, there was a constant sound of toothache cutting.

"Sect leader Mochizuki, be careful... that guy cut through the isolation door and seems to run into the exhaust air duct."

The lights in the corridor suddenly began to flicker.

"Wait, even the power supply, quickly turn on the equipment..."

As the sound in the corner loudspeaker was interrupted, the entire corridor was plunged into darkness.

It seems that the power supply was destroyed by the other party.

"Now, let's see where you run..."

A breeze gushes from the upper exhaust port, turning into the black robe man, and stopping in front of Mochizuki Ayano.

In the darkness, Mochizuki Ayano looked like an angry cat cub, staring at each other with a bunch of pretty eyes, and his left eye instantly turned golden.

However, due to the close distance and the delay in the "memory picture", the flame created by the pupil technique did not hit the man who turned the wind again this time.

"Sorry, this technique has been seen through by me."

With a low voice, the figure of "Number Four" appeared again not far behind Mochizuki Ayano in the dark corridor.

"...If you want to delay time and wait for support, you don't have to."

He seems to enjoy the feeling of turning into a breeze and frequently switching positions to play with opponents.

"After killing you, I can leave with ease through air ducts, pipes, and crevices at any time."

Stepping forward gracefully along the corridor, No. 4 slowly stretched out his hand to the mask on his face, and asked the girl in front of him the "proposition of giving away lesbian money": "Am I...beautiful?"

"It looks like I can only change players to play..."

Looking at the opponent's movements, at the end of the corridor, Mochizuki Ayano, who had run out of bullets and could not retreat, whispered softly.

As the man gradually took off the mask, a sense of incomparable fear enveloped Mochizuki Ayano, and drove the "Mochizuki Ayase" back.

Her body couldn't help but knelt to the ground, hugged her arms, trembling constantly, and fell into some of the most painful bloody memories in her heart.

Blood, endless blood.

The corpse, from the hallway to the living room, was full of corpses.

Also, the men and women who closed their eyes, stopped breathing, and hugged themselves in their arms with happy smiles.

Yes, I killed those people...

And, father and mother.

"Wow, la la la la..."

A rush of water mixed with the sound of footsteps broke the silence in the room, and recalled Mochizuki Ayano's consciousness from the endless fearful memories.

Because of the side effects of the grievances, a tiny blood-stained "Number Four" began to burst from the corners of his mouth, and he froze for a moment, and his eyes swept to his left side following the source of the sound.

"Crunch."

On his right hand, a wooden door with a male LOGO printed on it gently opened.

"Why is there a sudden power outage, the police station will not be able to pay the electricity bill, people have not been completely smooth yet..."

Walking out with an indescribable aura all over his body was a tall blond man with a cigarette dangling, frowning, and fierce eyes.

While complaining, his hands were still adjusting the position of something between his legs and tying a belt.

"vomit……"

Being shocked by the strong breath on his body, "Number Four" who just took off the stuffy mask and was ready to enjoy some fresh air, only felt his stomach surge.

This breath is like a forgotten room temperature popsicle from a summer vacation, milk in a thermos for more than ten days, and a canned herring that was left in the dormitory after being opened and forgotten to be discarded, but the holiday was extended by four months.

"You are……"

"It's you!"

Looking at each other, the two people who had been in the warehouse had a "one-legged acquaintance". They recognized each other at the same time, smiled at each other, and simultaneously showed joyful and cruel eyes.

The one who walked out of the toilet was naturally Sosuke Araki who was woken up late at night, came over to eat the ramen, and waited for a long time to go to the toilet to solve his personal problems.

"Roar? Your kid was arrested too, no wonder that girl suddenly called me over, just to prove, right..."

"Hey, God helps me too, it's not as good as a coincidence! I will solve you together and give the president a surprise."

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and in the darkness, the two shot at the same time.

The "number four" under the gloomy black robe immediately put on the mask, driving the "divine power" into a breeze, and wanted to cut the kid into pieces.

The last time I was in the warehouse, I was under the side effects of the grievances, which allowed the other party to seize the flaw. This time...

"It's been a long time since I saw you, let's come in to'remember the old'."

Unwilling to show weakness, Araki Sosuke stretched out his hand and grabbed the neck of the man who had just squatted down and was about to use the "whip leg under the law of cause and effect", and directly lifted him up like a chicken.

"How can it be?!"

In the midair, "Number Four" found in horror that his "divine power" had failed again.

Originally turned into a breeze, he was caught in this way by the other party, and he directly showed his figure, just like a female character who faces a strong man in a movie, who can only be weak and powerless to resist, and finally fell into a happy joy. Was pulled into the men's room.

The corridor that was originally full of darkness and killing intent instantly regained silence.

In the sight of Mochizuki Ayano, who was shrouded in fear and unable to move, the moment the black-robed man started his grievance, the toilet door opened.

The black-robed man immediately put on his mask and turned into a breeze, as if he wanted to kill the person who opened the door in the toilet who could not be seen from her perspective.

However, a strong arm covered with tattoos stretched out from the men's toilet like a desperate ghost or a great white shark who chose to eat, and grabbed the breeze...

The black robe man immediately emerged from the breeze, was "friendly" around his neck by his arm, and was violently pulled into the toilet.

As the door of the men's room closed, there was a long-lasting "cracking" sound mixed with flushing and something shattering.

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