I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Huh? Suddenly, so... so sleepy..."

Maybe the girl's body is too soft and sweet, or the composition of Mai Hanyu's "Oolong Tea" is too rich, or it's because of the huge amount of resentment that I have never seen in my life along the way...

The moment when Araki Sosuke fell to the ground, his brain was rushed by a lot of alcohol, his eyelids began to fall, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep at any time.

"Hey, it's not time to sleep. If you don't get up, your apartment and those private collections will need..."

Hearing Yu Mayumi Kotori whispering shyly in Yuuka's ear, Sosuke Araki's eyes opened as big as copper bells in an instant.

"Yes, yes, I... hiccups... my apartment, and all those years of collection..."

Suddenly stood up, and after a long hiccup, Araki Sosuke, who was still drunk, entered a more excited state under the effect of dopamine drugs.

At the same time, the full moon in the sky opened his eyes.

"what is this……"

"Uh uh... uh uh uh... wait, why do I make such a shameful sound... uh uh uh..."

Abe Temple and Yamada Kengo, who were already seriously injured, looked up at the full moon in the sky and turned into golden pupils. In an instant, they felt suppressed by an unknown fear, and their whole bodies were creeping softly on the ground...

Yamada Kengo was even more aroused by wildness.

The bird Yu Mayumi on the side was also attracted by the weird moon pupil in the night sky, unable to move.

Although they were not underneath the apartment in front of Tibet, but were only affected by the afterlight, they were not the enemy of this month's eye.

"What's the matter, you didn't hurt you just now, right?"

Then, a big burning hand gently held the maiden's arm and pulled her up.

"No... it's okay, thanks to Mr. Araki..."

Being held by Sosuke Araki's hand, the pressure from that terrible sight suddenly disappeared from Toriyu Mayumi's body.

"You two guys look really embarrassed. Does the injury matter?"

Araki Sosuke raised up Yu Mayumi Kotori with a grin, and pushed the "Warring States Samurai" to the dusty and kneeling two people.

"This guy... how can there be no response..."

Abe Temple, who was struggling to support the ground with a long sword and trembling crazily, looked at the unreconciled Araki Sosuke, who was bathed in the crooked moon, full of alcohol and nothing unusual.

This is the gap between me and him?

Before he could think about it, Araki Sosuke had slapped them on the shoulders of the two and helped them to the side of the flat road: "Thank you, Abe Temple, Kengo... Hiccup... If it wasn't for your help... Hiccup …I’m afraid I can only be buried under the ruins, comforting each other, and relying on each other’s fluid to survive."

"Ms. Araki!! Please don't make up such strange scenes casually..."

Pulled by his big philosophical hand, Abeji and the two people felt a scent of alcohol coming, and then they separated from the fearful sight.

At the same time, there was a huge spiritual fluctuation in the direction of the apartment in front of Tibet.

The extremely strong resentment that had originally enveloped the apartment, disappeared as the chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power spread.

The black mist dissipated, and under the gate of hell, the pale and dilapidated exterior wall of the apartment in front of Tibet gradually became clear in the eyes of a few people.

"Such a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, we must immediately rush over to support..."

"Master Shiben is there too, will there be anything wrong?"

The pressure from the crooked moon above his head was relieved, and Abe Temple and Yamada Kengo tried to get up in pain, but they were too strong to move forward.

Although they don't know what happened, their intuition tells them that the battle below the gate of hell is developing in an uncontrollable direction.

"Mr. Araki, please be sure to rush over as soon as possible, the situation over there may have been..."

"Boom boom boom..."

"That's what I meant, it's just a tornado. I saw a lot of them when I was in Yokohama. How could it stop me..."

He straightened the warrior warrior, Araki Sosuke stepped into the car, twisted the engine with both hands, and looked back at the witch behind him.

"Xiaoniao Youshi, get in the car quickly and start off."

Turning back and picking up the huge bow that had fallen to the ground, Tori Mayumi stood there and shook his head slightly at him.

"Even if I am behind Mr. Araki, I can't help much now..."

Along the way, she didn't even have a chance to shoot, and those terrifying ghosts were wiped out by Mr. Araki.

Even when he encountered that weird tornado, Mr. Araki had to cover himself with his body.

Although he was unwilling, he had to admit that with his current strength, following him behind him, he could only continue to be a burden.

"...Please, Mr. Araki, please abide by the agreement with the deputy head of Takeshi Iwata, and be sure to bring Ayano sauce back!"

She folded her hands in front of her, bowed tenderly, and gradually looked at the cloudless night sky with a firm gaze: "I will be here to guard your back."

"Hey, that's right, you stay here to take care of them both. Don't worry, I will beat up the cult and bring the illegally demolished elementary school student (and my collection) back safely... Hiccups... "

Araki Sosuke waved his hand without turning his head, and drove toward the apartment in front of Kuramae amid the roar of the "Warring States Warriors".

"There are also the ‘Galactic Alliance teachers’ who dared to put poisonous gas in other people’s apartments casually. I will let them know what a real villain is!"

"This guy... it's okay..."

"What are you talking about, Senior Araki is very strong!"

After Araki Sosuke left, Yamada Kengo and Abe Temple leaned weakly on the ruined wall beside them, enjoying the pain that was flowing from all parts of their bodies at this moment.

"Wait!!! What is that?!"

Suddenly, the two of them looked in horror in the direction where Araki Sosuke had left.

Not far ahead, four overwhelming tornadoes slowly emerged from the edge of resentment, like an insurmountable high wall, converging on the only way to the apartment in front of Tibet.

In that tornado, in addition to construction debris and grievances, a large number of ghosts were faintly hidden inside.

Converging all the way from the edge, 34 areas of the entire Taitung District have been razed to the ground by these four tornadoes.

The full moon turned into golden pupils, the huge gate of hell, the resentment that obscures the sky, the black tornado that destroys everything...

Facing the apocalyptic scene in the distance, Toriyuki Yumao was not distracted at all.

She lowered her quiet and indifferent eyes, held her breath and stepped on her feet, and slowly raised the huge monster bow in her hands over her head.

The spiritual power in her hand was gathered, and the thin string of the demon bow was stretched one point or one point at her fingertips.

A bunch of invisible "arrows" began to gather at her fingertips, and became more and more turbulent with the infusion of spiritual power.

She chose to stay because she had noticed before...

Here, there are things that only she can do.

"...I said, I will guard, Mr. Araki's back!"

Although I really want to stay by your side and learn those profound knowledge of spirit removal...

But let me be willful this time.

Only this time, I don't want to hide behind you anymore and be your burden.

With strings full of strings in his hands, Mayumi Bird's eyes focused patiently on a small black spot that soared under the moonlight in the night sky.

The eight withered gou jade on the chest lit up one by one, and the inspiration and vision seemed to extend out infinitely...

She could "see" more clearly, that it was a man in a black robe wearing a tengu mask with wings on his back and stirring the situation.

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