I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Just when your "Hell Revolution" unwillingly gave up the position of "stepping the world under your feet"...

A helicopter suddenly appeared in the night, ignoring the fireworks blooming all around, approaching the door in the sky, seeming to want to find out.

"Hey...Incompetent government, the response this time is pretty fast..."

No longer caring about these "mortals", the moon shadow Chikusa, who was forced to the corner by the traffic, raised his hand and glanced at the time, picked up the telescope on his chest, and looked carefully.

"Unfortunately, no one can stop the progress of the world. And the revolution will surely be accompanied by blood!"

At 8:30, after the sky full of fireworks bloomed at their climax, they gradually entered a dull stage.

Only the bright red wooden door still stands abruptly in the night sky.

At the same time, on the roof of the Tibetan apartment, the dark iron door suddenly started from the top, and slowly spread down a crack radiating the flames of lava.

Echoing in the distance, on both sides of the dark red wooden door in mid-air, two huge skeletons emerged like reliefs, stretched out their bare arms, and slapped a palm in the middle of the door crack.

"Wow, it really is a naked-eye 3D holographic show. Is this a side show after the fireworks show?"

"The helicopter should be used to carry projection devices or to spread gas used as a'projection screen.'"

"Look at the pixel-less details. It is definitely more than 500 yen special effects. It must be a loss!"

"If LOVEDEAD uses this technology to hold concerts in the future, wouldn't I have a chance to look at the bottom of the skirt? Who can stand it?"

The crowd who had been preparing to leave on the Skytree saw this scene, and suddenly became excited and talked a lot.

"Holographic projection? Stupid mortals...I want you soon to contribute the fear in my heart."

Hearing the frolic beside him, the unmovable Moon Shadow Chikusa, who was squeezed into the first row by the overcrowded crowd behind him, showed a sickly grin on the slightly deformed face squeezed on the glass.

In the night sky, following the two huge skeletons suddenly appearing on both sides of the door, the arm pulled hard...

The dark red giant door started in the middle, slowly opening a gap.

On the surface of the wooden door, drops of blood began to pour out continuously, dripping downwards.

The blood dripped in the air, and immediately dispersed into a thick mist-like dark atmosphere that even people with no spiritual power could faintly see, and began to surge towards Taitung District.

Below the giant gate, the originally brightly lit building was shrouded by the black air, and immediately extinguished all the lights and turned into pitch black.

"Boom!"

With the whisper of Moon Shadow Qiancao, the helicopter, which had been infinitely close to the dark red giant gate, was contaminated with the black air in the air, and suddenly fell straight down as if it had lost power.

"boom!"

The fallen helicopter revolved and hit the roof of a certain building, bursting out a huge flame.

"This, it doesn't look like a stunt..."

"what!!!"

Inside the Skytree, the people who witnessed this scene screamed in horror after a long while.

...

"Is this... resentment? I'm afraid it can be observed without inspiration..."

Right below the gate of hell, and around the apartment in front of the hiding place, all energy and light have been lost because of the black aura falling from the head. The original hot "demolition site" has now turned into a dead, dark, and cold place.

Looking up at the black air flowing from the gap above the door like a waterfall, Mochizuki Ayano tremblingly picked up the walkie-talkie: "Anyone who can hear...Anyone...Apply to the "Sakurada Gate" to enter the wartime state! ! "

"Sakurada Gate" is one of the gates in the moat of the Imperial Palace. It is also the location of the headquarters of the Metropolitan Police Department. Therefore, the headquarters of the Metropolitan Police Department is also known as "Sakurada Gate."

"Immediately let the people from the Metropolitan Police Department and the Fire Department... Shasha... continue to expand the evacuation area and prepare to evacuate Taitung District and adjacent areas... Hello?"

In Mochizuki Ayano's hands, the special anti-resentment interference communication equipment for Lesson 9 also failed because of the strong resentment in front of him.

"Where are the people from the Spirit Slayers Association?"She turned to look at Takeshi Iwata beside her.

"I don't know...Due to the fireworks show just ended and the emergency evacuation, the traffic nodes everywhere are in chaos, and the communication here is also interrupted..."

Iwata took his head in pain and replied laboriously.

The several agents behind him also looked uncomfortable.

Suddenly rushed down by this strong resentment, everyone in Lesson 9 without spiritual protection only felt that the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and there were countless maddening voices whispering in their ears...

"...You bring everyone on the scene and immediately withdraw from this area!!"

Facing the sudden situation in front of him, Mochizuki Ayano decisively gave orders to Takeshi Iwata and the detectives behind.

People who don't have a spiritual protection body continue to stay in the center of this growing resentment, and they may go mad, commit suicide, or even immediately turn into a resentful spirit after death.

"Chairman, we can't leave you here alone..."

Iwata took out the pistol around his waist and seemed to be ready to fight the enemy who did not know where he was.

The agents behind him also took out their weapons without saying a word, with no intention of leaving at all.

"Deputy Section Chief Takeshi Iwata, Zhujun, this is an official order from the Section 9 Section Chief..."

Mochizuki Ayano took out the double guns from her waist, twirled them quickly at her fingertips, and smiled slightly at the men in front of her.

"Moreover, I don't want you to be deserters...In the face of a predicament that is beyond your abilities, instead of sacrificing your lives and staying here in vain, it is better to leave the battlefield to suitable people, and you..."

"When evacuation, it is good to take away all the people you can meet along the way, or to organize the evacuation and blockade of the periphery immediately after you go out... In short, it is within your abilities to fight for your life and live. , Do everything within your power!"

Looking around the black aura centered on the Tibetan apartment, Mochizuki Ayano also became solemn.

"...Before the eliminator arrives and the Yin Yang Lao activates the formation, every minute and every second you win from this resentment and every life you save is extremely important!"

"Class leader..."

Listening to Mochizuki Ayano's words, Iwata's eyes flashed with a struggling look, and then he put his hands on his side and straightened his body.

"Everyone in Lesson Nine, line up!"

Headed by him, several men stood solemnly.

"……salute!"

"I wish you a long and prosperous Wuyun! All the members of Lesson 9 will fight with you to the end on different fronts!"

This group of strong, fierce and undaunted elites respectfully raised their hands to salute the petite figure in front of them, then quickly turned and left.

"There is no need to try hard, everyone is qualified to contribute equally important efforts under the unequal ‘talent’. This is the truth that someone has taught me recently..."

After the people in the ninth class organization left, only the small and lonely figure of Mochizuki Ayano was left in front of the gate of the desolate and ruined Tibetan apartment.

"Next, let me see how terrifying the legendary gate of hell is..."

She rushed up the stairs to the roof of the Tibetan apartment, trying to shoot at the gate of hell in the air.

Unfortunately, the height of the gate of hell has exceeded the effective range of the pistol.

In the midair, the two huge skeleton arms that appeared on the door door were still struggling to slowly open the entire door to both sides.

It seems that a giant beast slammed into the inside of the giant door so fiercely and silently that the blood drops on its surface were splashed because of the shaking.

As the door opened gradually, the cries, whispers, and screams lingering in the grievance became more intense...

Suddenly, a huge skeleton arm squeezed out of the slightly enlarged door.

"The barrier between hell and the world will no longer exist, the dead will return to the world, and there will be no boundary between life and death..."

In the video, the words of the second person who claimed to be the "Hell Revolution" reverberated in Mochizuki Ayano's ears again, making people shudder.

Meng Lan Bon Festival is the day when the dead return to the world.

...

Apse of Akagi Shrine.

"Huh..."

Tori Mayumi, dressed in a witch costume, hurriedly opened the heavy sliding door.

Behind the wooden door is the room where the "Three Sacred Artifacts of Akagi" are enshrined.

Due to time constraints, she must immediately ask for the three magical artifacts of Akagi to go to Taitung District with Mr. Araki.

But her original hurried footsteps stopped outside the door tremblingly.

Because, a thin and old figure is kneeling in front of the shrine religiously and silently.

Seeing a familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of her, Yu Mayumi Torii tightly covered her mouth.

"Master..."

Since she can remember, this thin figure has often stayed in this room, kneeling before the shrine without saying a word.

"grandfather……"

The young and naughty self often kept out the door like now, curiously peeking at what Grandpa was doing in the "Master God's Room".

Seeing this deja vu but strange scene, tears fell from the eye sockets of Toori Yu Mayumi like a pearl with a broken thread.

"Mayumi-chan..."

The old figure turned his head and beckoned to her calmly.

Tori Yu Mayumi tried to calm his emotions, walked slowly into the room, and knelt down in front of the old man, but couldn't say a word.

The old palm touched her head affectionately.

Let her go back ten years ago, reluctantly called in by her grandfather, and prayed to the gods together in precious memories.

"You're grown up..."

It's just that the old man in front of him is already struggling to reach his head.

Tears slid down her drooping face like rain, dripping the tatami mat in front of her.

"...Why... crying..."

The old man's hoarse voice sounded in her ears without hesitation.

"Because, I... haven't been able to fulfill my grandfather's order to revive the shrine..."

Thinking of Grandpa's request to hold his little hand weakly before his death, Yu Makoto choked with sobs.

She has worked very hard for daily practice, spiritual removal missions, and various sacrifices at shrines, but...

The expectation from Grandpa is still very far away.

"My lord, you told me... you have... done well enough..."

The words of the old man made the little bird Yu Mayumi stunned slightly.

"...Look, the three Sacred Talismans of Akagi, haven't they all come back? With this alone, you have fulfilled the wish that the Little Bird You clan failed to fulfill in two hundred years."

"But...the land of the gods..."

"It doesn't matter, it's enough... Even Jiro... is also working hard in his own way..."

A kind smile appeared on the old man's face, as if injecting a wave of strength into her heart.

"The reason I am here is because..."

However, his next words made Yu Tori Mayumi's expression serious.

"The gates of hell have been opened, and the boundaries between life and death are blurred... The Xiaoniaoyou clan have been eliminators for generations and have their due obligations."

Turns out, is that the gate of hell?Thinking of the dark red giant gate in the night sky of Taitung District, Mayumi Touori folded his hands in front of him, and bowed slightly: "Mayumi is here to invite the gods to take out the three magical artifacts of Akagi, and to fulfill the role of the little bird. mission."

"Go, just pray with your heart, and Lord God will respond to you..."

The old man turned around, respectfully bowed to the shrine twice, gave a light high-five, and then bowed to the ground again.

"By the way, come here with your ears..."

Little bird Yu Mayumi lowered her head slightly, and the old man whispered a few words in her ear.

"So, Mayumi remembered it."

Hearing the old man's words, Yu Mayumi Torii showed surprise on her face, and then solemnly nodded slightly.

"Tonight, as a spirit remover, your first obligation..."

But the next words of the old man made her look dizzy and her face extremely pale.

"it is me."

At this moment, she noticed that in the dimly lit room, a trace of resentment was constantly pulling away from the old man and heading towards the shrine.

"What...no, grandpa...I..."

"...When the gates of hell are fully opened, I am afraid that the shrine will not be able to prevent me from becoming a resentful spirit completely."

A smile of relief appeared on the old man's slashed face.

"I am no longer a human being. I can see you soaring with my wings today. I have no regrets... Do it, as a priest, I don't want to turn into a resentful spirit in front of the gods..."

"Yes."

After a stunned for a long while, Tori Yu Mayumi held back the tears in his eyes and tremblingly took out a piece of talisman paper from his cuff.

"In the name of Akagi Hime..."

With her crying curse, the huge spiritual power blessed by the gods slowly condensed at her fingertips.

The old man sat solemnly and solemnly like a believer waiting for baptism, watching her movements with satisfaction.

"...Wipe away... the darkness in front of you."

With the talisman paper, the huge spiritual power gently floated on the old man.

Tears couldn't stop falling.

"...Nice charm."

The whole body was wrapped in that spiritual power, and the old man closed his eyes, smiling, and slowly folded his hands in front of him.

"I used to impose my family's long-cherished wish on you because of the guilt in my heart, and I was too harsh and severe to you..."

"But forgot, you, like every ordinary girl, deserve to live your own life."

"No, grandpa, I never..."

As if being pulled away from the power of the whole body by this charm, Yu Mayumi couldn't help but sit on the ground, crying bitterly.

"From now on, you only need to fly freely and pursue what you want like now..."

The smiling old man turned into white light and dissipated little by little, leaving only the words echoing in the room.

"...Remember, only the smile on the face of the maiden can make the gods feel happy."

"To...become a Buddha?"

Seeing the scene before him, Tori Yu Mayumi's face showed a complex look of pain, relief, and reluctance.

She had never thought that when the "becoming a Buddha" she had pursued in her life was presented through her hands, her inner feelings would be so mixed.

"Oops, Mr. Araki is still waiting..."

After a long pause, she came back to her senses, ignoring the tears on her face, hurriedly high-fiving and kneeling at the shrine, grabbing things in front of the shrine indiscriminately, and hurriedly ran outside the house.

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