I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Sousuke Araki, 22 years old, major in ethics at the Department of Sociology, Shibuya University of Economics. He was the head of the Kendo Club and won the 65th All-Nippon University Kendo Championship..."

"Having licenses for large special vehicles, licenses for large automatic two-wheeled vehicles, and kendo licenses for all transmissions, etc., I have worked as a convenience store reserve manager, a food delivery person out of the front hall, etc..."

After reading two sentences on the resume at random, the voice of "Tianmen Explorer" gradually lost his patience: "Mr. Yanfeng, you mean, because of this young kendo gangster, you were seriously injured or almost died?"

His tone was like describing a bumpman who was robbed of his wallet by a pupil on the way home after fighting a monster and lifted up to Aruba to insult him.

"Why, you don't believe me?! If I really want to make an excuse, I will also choose the ‘blessed one who met once in four thousand years’, so I won’t be so stupid to get this resume..."

"It's this seemingly humble guy who deliberately lured me into chasing after defeating my strongest tornado, causing me to be..."

As if recalling some suffocating memories, the voice of "Gonmine Jiro" was stagnant.

Had it not been for the spirit remover who was riding a motorcycle and looked like a gangster, he would never have been exposed because the tornado dissipated, and he would be too focused on chasing, so that the maiden of Akagi Shrine would have an overly thick arrow pierced through his chest, severely injured, and almost let go. Human world.

"After an in-depth investigation during my recuperation period, I found an astonishing fact..."

"In the past year, this kid, with this perfect identity cover, has been obstructing our things like a shadow! From a series of sacrificial activities under my command, the two grievances purchased by the "observer" should belong to "hell" The extraordinary item of your "Revolution", and the night of the Bon Festival... All of these plans were destroyed, and his shadow was in it! "

"Mr. Yanfeng meant that this spirit exterminator, did he notice our existence?"

Regarding this information, "Fate Sacrifice" seems to be unexpectedly concerned.

"This person's identity may seem superficial, but in fact it has a lot of background! This guy who is not registered with the Soul Slayers Association is actually a dark move made by the gang of Soul Slayers..."

"So, it is not him who noticed that we exist, but the Association of Spirit Eliminators!"

"Dark chess... his name is Sosuke Araki? Interesting."

After reciting the name silently, the tone of "Fate Sacrifice" is somehow complicated.

"Yes, after the Bon Festival, this Araki Sosuke has been hiding behind closed doors in the Kawasaki Master Temple. Presumably, he was originally a disciple carefully trained by Kawasaki Master Temple. He concealed his identity and secretly dealt with us during the experience of entering the world! "

"If we don't act first to be strong, this kid will probably grow into our confidant in the future... in public and private, this Araki Zongsuke must die!"

"Ahem, that's the case, I said how Mr. Yanfeng would come up with such a resume, it turned out to be to lead the Kawasaki Master Temple behind."

The bitter voice of the "Tianmen Explorer" interrupted Yanmine Jiro's words, seemingly lacking interest in the matter.

"With the power of Mr. Yanfeng’s devastating storm, I am afraid that only Kawasaki Daishi Temple can resist it. This disciple who is still leading the practice and entering the world is not yours, no matter how good it is. Opponent."

"Furthermore, it is said that before the gates of hell were closed, a huge black Buddha figure appeared in the night sky. I am afraid that it is inseparable from the group of monks in the Kawasaki Master Temple..."

"Using this resume, we will deliberately draw our attention to the mighty Kawasaki Daishi Temple..."

Because of the black Buddha shadow that closes the gates of hell, the famous Kawasaki Daishi Temple has recently added the legend of "Heima Black Buddha". attitude.

"So, your Excellency... still think I... have another picture?!"

Faced with successive interrogations by the "Tianmen Explorer", Gonmine Jiro's breathing became heavy because of his anger.

"I don’t mean to doubt your Excellency, it’s just out of rational analysis. Even if you say nothing wrong, this person is a master of Kawasaki Master Temple, as powerful as you can't succeed in the circumstances of taking advantage of the time, place, and people. ..."

"Tianmen Explorer" asked the voice of the people in the room in a plain tone: "Mr. Yanfeng, how do you plan to use our hand to get rid of this person?"

"You don't need to take action, I have already launched my subordinate forces to test this guy first! You only need to provide me with some of his information if you can..."

Having said this, "Yonmine Jiro" couldn't help gritting his teeth, his words were full of unwillingness.

In the last match, he finally let the guy reveal his flaws, and he almost turned the opponent into flesh by "a little bit", but it was a pity that he was shot...

"Huh, no matter how strong these spirits are, they are all flesh and blood. As long as they find their weaknesses, how difficult is it to kill a person? When you try to find out his depth, even a high monk at the Kawasaki Grand Master Temple is doomed to death. The whole body!"

""Hell Revolution", don't worry, let me use this guy's blood to wash away the shame of the night. "

Hey, it's obvious that you are going to kill, so why do you say it as if you are looking for a place for me?

I'm not interested in getting involved with this kind of guy, I just want to "create" in a low-key way!

Suddenly called by "Konmine Jiro", the corners of her eyes twitched as she stared at the face in the photo that made her impulsive to offer her purse and remained silent without a soul. one time.

On the night of Obon, he was just stared at by that moon pupil, and he passed out unconsciously.

It was already the next day after waking up in the hospital, and he didn't know what happened to this "Konmine Jiro".

The experience of that night strengthened his low-key determination.

Being beaten by the cruel reality, he deeply realized that with his current strength, even sitting in the first row of the audience, there is a risk of receiving lunch at any time...

"Hmph, ignorance, will your focus only fall on one or two spirit-eliminators?"

However, you still have to be meaningful and posture.

"The destruction of Taitung District and the closing of the gates of hell are all within my expectations..."

"What?! Your "Hell Revolution", what do you mean..."

"Hey, as dull as you guys, didn't you notice it? The pattern... is still too small!"

"After that night, the eliminator's hole cards have been exhausted, and the seeds of the evil flower have just been sown into people's hearts..."

After a pause, Yuekage Chikusa continued with the energetic voice of "Sister Cannon": "The next performance will be unveiled in Tokyo soon. This time, even the "Tokyo Three Arrays" will be saved. Can't stop them. "

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