I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"These guys taught by the Galaxy Alliance have obviously been stripped by us, so where are we looking for the COSPLAY headgear? These days there are still people who believe in the theory of'cover your face first when you are not wearing clothes'..."

In the eyes of Araki Sosuke, these three naked men rushing towards him in an indescribable strange posture, they actually wear the kind of octopus headgear for the villain in the special drama.

"God stepping horse COSPLAY headgear... Your home can still be alive and kicking when I shot it... Open your O eyes and take a good look!"

"Hi...Teckley...Lee..."

At the same time, the nearest "man" had already jumped and threw a strip of mosaics covered with mosaics under his hips and pounced on him.

Without thinking at all, Araki Sosuke standing in the same place was like a primary school student doing radio gymnastics, making a fist with his right hand conditioned, lifting it forward, and blasting out suddenly.

"Goo..."

In the midair, the "octopus headgear" suddenly cracked its huge mouthparts, and wrapped the half of the arm that Araki Sosuke handed in.

"This guy, it's over..."

In the distance, Niya, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up, saw the scene in the dark with a blurred vision, showing a palpitating expression.

She only knows one person who can resist such monsters physically.

Even if it was that person, because of some unknown incident in Japan, he was lying in a coma in a secret nursing facility at the moment.

"boom."

The dull sound of fist hitting sounded in the dark woods.

"Ty...Klee...Lee!!!"

The flesh that swallowed Araki Sosuke's arm in his mouth, the whole body burst into bright white light, and it shattered in mid-air with the inertia of the impact, revealing the face of the man under it.

At this moment, the unconscious man who was still in mid-air slammed his side face into the fist raised by Sosuke Araki, twisted and flew in the opposite direction...

"this……"

In a daze, Niya, who was lying on the ground, rubbed her eyes in disbelief, looking at the luminous and shattered ghost in the distance.

"This is, to the Lord?!"

"I'm not interested in competing with you. My uncle now desperately needs to become a Buddha and a resentful spirit to restore my bleak assessment results."

At the entrance of the ruins of the execution ground, someone's words not only came to mind.

"No...no..."

Although the Heresy Judgment has always been at odds with the Orthodox Church, they also sneered at the "conversion" they admired.

But Niya at least knows that "returning to the Lord" is like a sport with sufficient foreplay, strong capital, superb skills, and long-lasting state, which will eventually reach its peak.

At least it is possible to control the resentful spirit first, and then to "teach" day and night by the bishop with a firm belief.

It is definitely not something that can be achieved in a matter of seconds like fast food.

Although Japanese Buddhism has a unique advantage in "becoming a Buddha," it shouldn't appear in the hands of a person who has no exemption from the spirit.

I should be under the erosion of consciousness and distorted things.

In other words, the visual effects created by the special effects of the Japanese spirit eliminator are just like the "guizhu"?

"Hey, what is this stuff, sticky..."

In the forest, feeling the sticky and indescribable tactile sensation completely contrary to vision, Sosuke Araki lifted the blindfold with some curiosity...

However, the other two figures who came to the front did not intend to give him time to react.

"This f*ck!!!"

Just like watching a VR first-person version of a horror movie, in the left eye of Sosuke Araki, the men's originally crude "octopus headgear" suddenly came alive...

The "octopus" burning resentment not only came alive, but also twisted the barbed tentacles, hideous mouthparts, and densely packed thin pupils at him.

"Bang...Bang..."

Although I was still immersed in the excitement brought by the "horror movie", Araki Sosuke's body automatically fought back without any warning.

He saw his left and right hands in a slow motion, grabbing the necks of two men at the same time, and hitting the middle at lightning speed...

"Puff......"

The violent impact triggered a "seafood feast".

Countless fishy pieces of meat, juices and various organs rose into the air with white light, splashing towards the surroundings.

As if in the dark night, a luminous white firework was in full bloom.

"Wait... I just... ooh... huh... huh!"

Putting down the two unconscious men with unknown life and death in his hands, Sousuke Araki stretched out his hand to wipe off the smudged object on his face with some sluggishness.

In the palm of my hand, there are white mucus, tentacles and flesh...

At this moment, at the center of the "explosion", his whole body was covered with flesh, tentacles and eyeballs that hadn't had time to turn away.

If you insist on describing this feeling, it's like a bucket of blood poured from your head mixed with rotten octopus tentacles and unwashed fat intestines...

"Oh..."

Araki Sosuke stiffened for a second before bending down and vomiting.

"Bah bah bah bah... uh ah ah... something slipped into your mouth with mucus..."

He vomited and danced his body, seeming to want to shake off the disgusting touch in his mouth with the strange things on his body.

"No……"

Not far away, watching Sosuke Araki, who had solved the three ghosts neatly and cleanly, flung out white spots of light like a dog after a bath...

Niya opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to remind him something, but was unable to speak a complete sentence because of her turbid consciousness.

It's useless……

Along the way, she had slashed these ghosts under Gulam's twilight sword air countless times.

However, the vitality of these pieces of meat is extremely tenacious. As long as there is a trace of flesh and blood, it will continue to swallow the surrounding organic matter, continue to divide, grow, and make a comeback.

"Ryoma, are you okay... ugh..."

When the flesh and tentacles on his body turned into white light and dissipated, Sosuke Araki covered his stomach with an iron face, and stepped forward to pull up the Ryoma who was lying on the ground and rolling.

"Those voices... my head hurts..."

Pulled up by Zongsuke Araki, the sharp whispers in the ears and the sharp pain in the head disappeared without a trace, and he looked at the three "naked men" on the ground with an emotional heart.

"It's okay, these three guys should have just passed out, and they seem to be a little bit anemic."

It was confirmed that the three were in good condition, and Ryoma breathed a sigh of relief before the second.

In the urgency before, he had never "shot people but shooters" and directly aimed at the ghosts on the heads of the men.

If it weren't for the weird piece of meat, the skin was thick and thick, the result was likely to be "three shots and three heads."

It is estimated that it will be enough for him to write a lifetime report.

"Just now, what are they, it feels like an SM headgear that can remotely control people...Zongsuke?!"

When he turned around, he found that Sosuke Araki had already walked towards the nun under the tree in the distance.

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