I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Under the light of the flashlight, a middle-aged scumbag man wrapped in a black hooded robe, half of his face swollen and missing a tooth, was turning white and lying unconsciously on a large Under the tree, a white unidentified liquid remained at the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay, it's just fainted... I almost thought I was going to help you bury your body in the rainy night!"

Before the second, Ryoma stretched out his hand to probe the pulse of the person, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"In other words, the ruins are inaccessible, the vegetation is lush, and there are no traces of the next rain. It is quite suitable for dealing with this kind of things..."

"Stop, stop, is this what you said as a policeman? And, why do you have regrets in your proficient tone?!"

Behind him, Sosuke Araki hurriedly stopped the criminal remarks of a bad policeman.

"Don't be noisy...what is this thing?"

Ignoring Araki Sosuke, Ryoma curiously picked up the thing that fell beside the man's face before the second, and looked at each other with Araki Sosuke.

"...Don't you think this stuff is a bit familiar?"

This is impressively a wooden mask with dense runes painted with paint.

"Hmph, he deserves to be the so-called ‘spiritual remover’, since you have discovered it..."

Just as the two looked strangely on the inexplicable mask in their hands...

With the whirling sound of the grass and the soft sound of the branches being trampled off, seven or eight tall men with their bodies hidden under black robes and masks slowly appeared from the surrounding grass.

"... Sinners who slander the great Galactic Alliance, make us wanted by stupid dominators, cannot absorb the energy of the universe at ease, and welcome the arrival of the Supreme Lord..."

While talking, the men took out baseball bats, daggers, finger tigers, Fujitsu fake weapons and other weapons from their lower bodies, and surrounded them.

"Huh? Did you make a mistake? That kick was just an accident. I didn't notice it at all..."

"Needless to say, the Association of Soul Slayers must accept sanctions from the Dark Assassin Group of Suang Star!!!"

No longer giving Araki Sosuke a chance to argue, several men armed with weapons, like moths rushing to the fire...

...

The patter of light rain splashed on the back of Hiroshi Tsugada's head, playing a melancholy Japanese song.

"It's so fast, the bike almost can't keep up..."

He didn't care about his body that was getting soaked, he just drove his bicycle hard in the rain, along the dark stone road, and followed the rushing nun.

"There was no slowing down or hesitation along the way. After such a long distance, did you directly find the location of the resentful spirit? She is indeed a genius nun sent by the Holy See of the Vatican..."

Niya, a nun of the Vatican Politics Heresy Tribunal, arrived in Japan with the Vatican ambassador half a month ago.

It is said that due to diplomatic pressure, she obtained an exception from the Japanese government's permit for activities and was able to carry out an investigation within Japan.

This is an extremely rare event between Japan and the Holy See, which have had "blood feuds" since the Shimabara Rebellion.

You should know that during the period from 1614 to 1635, the "Great Martyrdom of Kyoto", "Great Martyrdom of Yuanwa", "Great Martyr of Edo"," Great Martyr of Hirado", "Great Martyr of Tohoku", "Unzen Hell" and As many as 280,000 Japanese believers in the Holy See were persecuted to death in incidents such as "Take".

After the Meiji Restoration, the "age without priests" opened by the Tokugawa shogunate has been carried on almost intact to modern times.

In other words, this nun is the first Holy See spirit exterminator who allowed free movement on the island since Japan withdrew the ban on Koza in 1873.

However, these are not what Hiroshi Tsukita cares about.

The point is that this is not only a foreigner, but also a full-time nun of the Holy See!

If he personally awarded this nun the exemption of spirits, officially opening the milestone of the "internationalization" of the association of spirits...

That can be described as a scene in the history of the association's development!

Just when Hiroshi Changtian was worried about how to match the suit and tie, Niya in front of him had stopped in front of a huge offering tower and lifted the skirt...

"Evil as obvious as the bulge under the nipple... Go between the Lord's legs and enjoy the glory!"

In the gaze that Hiroshi Changtian was expecting, and then became lost, Niya drew out a small and simple hammer from the safety pants under the flying skirt.

"Then, is it a grudge?"

Hiroshi Tsuneta supported his glasses, and under the faint moonlight, he carefully looked at the familiar hammer.

"...No, it's just an ordinary woodworking hammer?!"

On holidays, he often goes home to take care of the garden and build vines. He is 100% sure that it is a low-quality woodworking hammer with a retail price of 499 yen.

"Give you your real name... Mjolnir!"

With the surging of the holy light on Niya's body, the woodworking hammer in his hand seemed to be inflated, and instantly turned into a silver one-handed warhammer about half a meter long with lingering electric lights on the body.

Armed under the skirt and crowned with a pseudonym.

"Come out, under the tough exterior, the source of evil is flowing secretly!"

With the power of violent thunder, Niya's slender body leaped high, and slammed the giant hammer in front of the giant offering tower!

"Cracking... boom!"

The impact of the sledge hammer triggered the friction of positive and negative ions in the air, bringing out a vertical lightning, which smashed the tower fiercely.

"Wait...what is she knocking?!"

"Kab...Kab..."

In the dull gaze of Hiroshi Changtian, the support tower that had become scorched under the high temperature slowly cracked a thin slit from the top and continued to spread downward.

Like a violent demolition team that had completed their work, Niya dropped the sledgehammer in his hand and looked at the offering tower in front of him with his hips akimbo.

"Obviously I am awake, do you intend to continue to pretend to sleep?"

"Uh..."

As soon as the voice fell, a pair of arms in ragged samurai armor suddenly protruded from the crack in the tower...

At the same time, several monuments of comfort not far from the pagoda began to shake violently and cracks appeared.

"Hoho, let me taste the Japanese resentment, is it strong enough?"

Facing the abnormal situation around, Niya didn't panic at all, but a happy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It's not quite right...Looking at this dress, it seems to be a resentful spirit who died very long ago."

Seeing the quaint armor decorations and the strong lingering resentment on the arms that gradually separated the offering tower from the middle to the sides, Hiroshi Tsugada, who has experience in the removal of spirits, couldn't help frowning.

"Could it be that……"

The mode of action of the resentful spirit is often extremely directly related to its background, obsession, and way of death.

According to the narratives of the two principals before, combined with the weird phenomena generated on mobile phones, computers and other devices, the target grievance should be at least in modern times after the invention of mobile phones and computers...

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