I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Ah, sorry, I will deal with it right away..."

Reminded by Houhailudou's words, Araki Sosuke seemed to remember something, and hurriedly walked around to the back of the van and roughly opened the back door.

"Enough, you guy, the neighbors will complain if you continue to make noise like this! I told you all, I haven't had time to participate in the "Spoiled Persons Seminar" recently, you can bear with me for a while..."

With the slight force of his hands, he dragged out from the trunk a black and white locomotive that was struggling and making the unique sound of turning the empty throttle.

"What? Didn't you say that you took you for a drive in Kawasaki before? There are no people in that kind of rural area, and of course nobody cares about driving without a license. There are cameras everywhere in Tokyo..."

He couldn't hold back the weird power of Araki Sosuke, the old black and white locomotive was reluctantly removed from the car by him.

"Don't be awkward, come down quickly! I warn you in advance that the price of oil is very expensive recently, but I have lost a month's salary, so I am not allowed to spray oil everywhere!"

That's right, this "unmanned" classic locomotive was the one who launched the ultimate combo skill [Araki Runaway + Plasma Tornado Blasting Head + Burning Tire and Burning Chrysanthemum] to make Sosuke Araki "sing into the soul" , Samurai of the Warring States Period.

Since Sosuke Araki returned to the roof of the apartment, it has been guarding it all the time, and followed it all the way to the Kawasaki Master Temple to "retreat and practice".

"Oh, do you want to leave if you don't go in and sit? Thank you, Hou Hai, please send me to have your hair straightened, and I will ask you to have ramen..."

After putting the locomotive aside and bidding farewell to the van that had fled for some reason, Sosuke Araki handed a bag of special products hanging on the back seat of the locomotive to Yu Mayumi Kotori.

"By the way, Kotori Yuuji, I brought you the special products of Kawasaki Daishi Temple, the'Longevity Cake' and the'Good Luck Tumbler'."

"Thank you Mr. Araki..."

"Boom boom boom..."

"Ah, Sengoku warrior, why are you spraying oil on my trousers?!"

Until this moment, a group of members of the disaster prevention mobile team reacted from the shock of the "unmanned" locomotive in front of them.

"What is this, AI self-driving locomotive?"

"Wait, no, this...this is..."

Through the goggles on their faces, you can see that the car was presented with souvenirs, and then began to "spray engine oil" on the body of the car at the feet of Yamada Kengo, the telephone poles by the road, the corners and other places. The resentment is wrapped like a black flame.

"Pay, pay mourning?!"

"All alert!!!"

Even though it was the Disaster Prevention Mobility Team of the Ministry of Defense with strict discipline and time-tested battles, in the face of the sudden appearance of Fu Mengshen, it was so nervous that it immediately set up a shooting formation and aimed at the terrifying black-and-white locomotive.

"Ahem, it's just mourning, don't make a fuss..."

Mochizuki, who was wearing sunglasses and covered in black mycelium and flesh and blood, walked out of the door with a few team members who were also covered in mycelium...

With the help of several team members, he finally crawled out of the disgusting abdomen of the ghost.

Although a little embarrassed, it is better than sliding all the way down the rectum.

"Put away the gun. Spiritual power bullets are very expensive. Each one must be hit in the right place. What about the target?"

He waved with one hand, motioning to his men to put away their weapons.

"Report, the target has been uprooted by that spirit exterminator..."

A team member stepped forward to salute, and pointed his finger at Sosuke Araki.

"Spirit Eliminator? Show me the information."

Mochizuki carefully took a look at the man in front of him, took out a copy of the materials handed over by him, and read it softly.

"Sousuke Araki, male, 24 years old, graduated from the Department of Social Ethics at Shibuya University of Economics, the last occupant of the Zangqian Apartment, awakened on the night of the Meng Lan Festival and was inspired by Kawasaki Daishi Temple to practice under the monastery. His name is registered. Fusangshen-like shikigami "Yamaha XJR4000-Warring States Samurai"..."

This information was "renewed" for Sosuke Araki by the Soul Eliminators Association after the Menglan Bon Festival.

On the night of Obon, a small number of people awakened to the "inspiration" due to the opening of the gates of hell and the influx of grievances and wraith spirits into the world. A small number of people were awakened by the "inspiration of the day after tomorrow". And coaching.

The last resident of the Kuramae apartment in front of him, Sosuke Araki, is one of them.

"Hey, in addition to the ‘revenue’ item, I have collected quite a lot of information about me. Wearing such shameless toad sunglasses at night, is it possible that the town will come to collect the fees?"

Araki Sosuke put his hands in his pockets, leaned back slightly, and looked at the decadent man with sunglasses slightly uncomfortable.

"This guy belongs to the Ministry of Defense. He claims to be Mochizuki Ayano's cousin. Just now..."

Behind him, Yamada Kengo immediately fawned on his ear and told him what had happened before.

"Hmph, it just pulled out a crippled resentful spirit and put on a stinky face..."

Through the sunglasses, Mochizuki looked at Sosuke Araki with interest.

What he is interested in is not the man in front of him, but the Kawasaki Master Temple behind him.

According to the information of Yin Yang Liao, before the gate of hell was closed, the black figure that appeared was similar to the image of the Buddha with the "three heads and six arms" of the Buddhist school. .

As a result, the Kawasaki Daishiji Temple is now in the limelight among the spirit removers, and even the Ministry of Defense must give full face.

He was able to be appreciated by the Kawasaki Master Temple, who had not accepted a disciple for many years, and was taken back for "retreat practice", and he also subdued a unique Fusangshen. Presumably this person must have his own specialties.

However, he couldn't feel any spiritual power at all on this "little bastard".

Is it because the Kawasaki Daishiji has gone wrong, or is it hiding the breath with a secret method?

"It turned out to be Mochizuki's cousin? At Shimonaki Sosuke, Yelu died..."

"You don't need to be close. In short, this is already the territory of our Ministry of Defense. The Spirit Eliminators Association and the people from Lesson Nine just leave obediently, even if you are a monk at the Kawasaki Master Temple now..."

Ignoring the hand extended by Araki Sosuke directly, Mochizuki stretched out his hand to support his sunglasses and assumed an official posture.

"Let's not talk about where I am naked like a monk, you guy like a toad... Take a closer look, here and here, the tenant rights written in the first article, and the third compensation clause here!"

Seeing the other party's rude attitude and talking about "key issues", Araki Sosuke seriously took out a piece of paper and slammed it on the other side's face.

"Know what happened to the last guy who wanted to trample on the rights of legal tenants, occupy other people's last shelter, and sing as bad as you speak?"

In his hand, it was the precious "House Lease Contract."

"The rental period of this apartment and the personal belongings that belong to me, I am one step and will not give in!"

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