I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Hey, this time, I see what you can block..."

Two lines of nosebleeds flowed down behind the deformed mask and dripped along the chin of "Ten".

Although the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken by the bicycle, this did not prevent him from shooting the two in front of him.

"GameOver..."

Just when "Number Ten" pulled his finger on the trigger and turned his muzzle to the forward-looking Araki Sosuke...

"Boom boom boom..."

On the dark and silent street, coming from the direction of the apartment in front of "No. Ten", there was a sudden sound of exhausting locomotives from far and near.

As the dazzling headlights pierced the grievances, a man rode a black and white locomotive into the air, ruthlessly running over the back of the head of the "tenth" before he could turn his head...

Then, the locomotive steadily stopped at the interface of Arakizong with the "head, brake, and 180-degree lateral rotation" that someone used most often.

"War...Sengoku warrior?"

Seeing the incomparable landing action, Araki Sosuke squinted his eyes and recognized the locomotive in front of him.

On the roaring locomotive, the "rider" holding his hands on the handlebars like a life-saving straw, slowly raised his head with an extremely pale expression...

"vomit……"

As if unable to bear this set of overly cool stunts, the rider stumbled into the car and threw up on the side of the road.

"Iwa... Deputy Section Chief Iwata Takeshi?"

That's right, rescued the two with a heroic posture, and squatted on the side of the road to spray the burly man...

It is the fully equipped deputy head of Section Nine, Takeshi Iwata.

Looking at his expressions of confusion, panic, and pain, he didn't seem to understand what was happening before him.

"Bird Yumiko? Araki-kun? That's great..."

After a long while, the jet was finally finished, Iwata Takeshi, whose face was extremely weak, looked at the two of them joyfully with bloodshot eyes.

"This...this is..."

Through the eyes of the detective, seeing the resentment rushing toward the two people in front of him, and the gorgeous torii gates and the brightly lit roads behind them, Iwata Takeshi was speechless and looked towards Yu Mayumi Kotori. His eyes are also a little more in awe.

After evacuating the apartment in front of Tibet, he and his team members evacuated and rescued the people around the apartment in front of Tibet.

But before long, the overwhelming resentful spirits forced him into a desperate situation.

Just when the fellow detective was killed by the wraith spirit, and he himself had nowhere to escape, a black and white locomotive with a roaring exhaust sound crushed the surrounding wraith spirits with hot tires rotating at high speed and rescued him. .

After riding on this locomotive, Takeshi Iwata rushed towards the periphery as if being prostrated by a wild horse, and straightly found the two of Araki Sosuke.

"Well, the driving skills of the deputy head of Takeshi Iwata turned out to be very slippery, just a little bit worse than me..."

The flushed-faced Araki Sosuke let out a sigh of relief, and praised the opponent's driving skills just now.

"No, this car itself..."

Before Iwata could finish, Sosuke Araki reached out to someone who was crushed by the locomotive behind him and was unconscious and said: "However, although the owner of the car is registered with me, the driver is Takeshi Iwata, deputy head of you. I, so the responsibility for the traffic accident that crushed the members of the cult must be counted on your head, and you will also testify for me as an eyewitness."

"what?"

Iwata looked back blankly at a man dressed as a cult on the ground, and nodded with sweat on his forehead.

This Araki-kun can carry the little bird wandering maiden into deep grievances, and he is not a simple character as expected.

"No problem, please leave this person to me..."

After he came back to his senses, he bowed deeply to the two with a solemn expression.

"...Now, there are more important things, and you need the help of two of you!"

"We came here to solve the matter here. You are welcome, Deputy Section Chief Iwata Takeshi. If you need help, please tell me directly."

Tori Yu Mayumi replied slightly.

"Section leader Mochizuki, stayed alone in front of the Tibetan apartment."

Recalling the despair of being besieged by the resentful spirit before, and remembering that Mochizuki Ayano stayed alone in the most dangerous place to face those terrible things, Iwata's face twitched a little.

"Although this request is very dangerous, please both of you must rush to support her!"

"What... Ayano sauce alone..."

Hearing this news, Toriyu Mayumi suddenly covered his mouth and exclaimed.

Along the way, the grievances grew stronger, and the two of them had only walked halfway, and there had been such a large number of resentful spirits and ghosts.

If it were not for Mr. Araki's bottomless strength, she would definitely not be able to go deep here alone.

At the thought of Mochizuki Ayano's thin and petite body, she was left alone under the door where the grievances were deepest, and Toriyuki Mayumi suddenly felt a chill on her back.

"Mr. Araki, we must save Ayano-chan!"

"Oh? That brave girl... Hiccup... She talks about loyalty like that, really staying alone to protect my limited edition insulation... No, have you dealt with those cults?"

Sosuke Araki smiled, straddling the warrior of the Warring States period, and asked aloud toward Takeshi Iwata: "Deputy Section Chief Takeshi Iwata, since it is a matter of life,'drunk driving' and'driving without a license' are also acceptable. It's accommodating..."

"Of course, not to mention that the cameras along the road have long been malfunctioning. From beginning to end, I was the only one who ridden this car..."

Takeshi Iwata stood up sincerely and saluted the two of them.

"Please, please be sure to bring back the Chief Mochizuki, who was left alone, safely!"

"Boom boom... boom boom boom..."

When Mayumi Torii rides on the back seat of the motorcycle, Araki squeezes the handle forcefully, and the warrior samurai under him suddenly roars.

"Wow, it's this hearty feeling... It's really been a long time since then!!!"

Feeling the feeling of being one with the locomotive under him and connecting with each other, Sosuke Araki vigorously unscrewed the accelerator with tears in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring that girl back with my collections..."

The black and white motorcycle catapulted off and disappeared into Takeshi Iwata's line of sight.

"please……"

Keeping a salute and watching the two leave, Takeshi Iwata turned his head and looked at the man and the red bicycle on the ground who didn't know his life or death.

...

At the same time, five kilometers away from Tibet.

In the thick black mist, there is a smell of burnt barbecue.

"President Changtian, the reserve of exorcism salt is running out soon..."

Several men in gray suits, ties, and huge hiking bags were riding roller skating and galloping on the dark and run-down streets.

"This guy who doesn't give up..."

Behind them, they were chasing a huge cluster of wraiths that was nearly four meters tall and was as big as a hill.

This resentful spirit is on all fours and looks like a vigorous hunting dog, but it has seven or eight limbs and three cat-like faces.

Look carefully, the patterns on its whole body are actually condensed by countless wailing cats and dogs.

Large aggregation of wraiths.

This is surprisingly the souls of stray cats and dogs who died in various icy corners of the city, motivated by this resentment and swallowed each other.

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