I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Huh...huh...this...this is much more exciting than a VR horror movie..."

Sitting on the ground, watching the countless inverted human feet in front of him "spectacularly" turn into a light spot, Araki Sosuke held the severely injured Xiao Sosuke for a while, then slowly got up and took out the phone...

Obviously knowing that once these ghosts come into contact, they will be "same frequency" ablated by their own special physique to dissolve the hidden energy field that is the driving force, and then return to "soul element particles."

However, shouting slogans, imagining the handsome scenes of exterminating spirits, and actually fighting with a red-robed old woman in close hands are completely another experience.

How to choose a reasonable way of "contact", to "same frequency" these ghosts, while avoiding leaving oneself with excessive horror and unbearable memories, is the biggest issue that currently plagues Araki Sosuke.

"Mosimosi, Yuuji, are you asleep?"

"Ms. Araki... what time is it... have you arrived in Tokyo... I'll get up and prepare lunch..."

On the other side of the phone, a girl's sleepy and dazed voice came.

"No, no, I'm still in Aichi Prefecture. I have to disturb you to sleep..."

Araki Zongsuke repeatedly apologized, and then shared his tragic experience just now.

"...So, you were in the service area just now. Because of some ulterior behavior, you broke down a strange shrine, became a Buddha with the spirit body of an old woman, and kicked a man who insisted to give you her feet. Old lady in red?"

The girl who was still immersed in the bed could not react to his overly informative description.

"So that's it, wait a moment..."

After a while, the little bird Yu Mayumi, who finally woke up, immediately found relevant information from the database of the Soul Eliminators Association.

"Yes, Mr. Araki, what you encountered just now should not be a resentful spirit, but a level [one] weird, "Selling Feet". "

"Selling feet mother-in-law?!"

Out of the "fear" of the old woman's aging appearance, there are many urban legends about the "mother-in-law" in Japan.

The grotesque level [one] is the one who sells feet, this old urban legend that has been circulated in Japan for decades, is one of the best.

It is said that this mother-in-law often appeared on the road late at night or near the toilet, asking someone she met with lines such as "Do you want a foot?"

If the other party answered "no need", she would come forward silently and directly tore off the person's leg with terrible force.

If the answer is "need", the end will not be much better.

Because this mother-in-law will happily connect you with a leg for free in a part of your body that is easy for her...

"Really a mother-in-law who is full of evil taste... But, I hadn't had time to answer her question just now."

After finally understanding the reason why the old woman in red put the sturdy human foot in her hand, Sosuke Araki shuddered.

"Although in the legend, as long as the person does not answer the question, the mother-in-law will entangle and inquire until the other person answers."

On the other end of the phone, Toriyu Mayumi's tone seemed unusually helpless.

"But judging from the case information shared in Lesson 9, after asking several times and getting no answers, the mother-in-law may adopt a'random selection' approach."

Immediately, the girl's tone became happy because of the terrible weird being removed: "Fortunately, it is Mr. Araki who met her today!"

Although this weird level is only [one], it is because the damage it causes is not 100% fatal, and it can only cause damage to a few people within a period of time.

In other words, for ordinary people, even those who are not strong enough to retreat to her, this type of weirdness is similar to the slit girl, and it can be described as an incomprehensible existence.

After Araki Sosuke retreated this weird one, there were fewer victims who might be disabled due to the "selling toes" or who needed amputation of the extra foot.

"So, is this weird? It feels like a powerful and mechanical program..." That, I didn't feel ‘fortunate’ at all for what I had just experienced. "

Araki Sosuke, who was still in shock, made a weak protest.

...

"Why did your kid go so long and the phone line is busy? I thought you fell into the toilet."

"Sorry, sorry, the toilet is under maintenance, so I found another place, and then something like this happened..."

"No need to explain, I will teach you a useful kidney-tonifying recipe back to me. I rely on it to remain unbeaten on this line."

By the time Araki Sosuke returned to the parking lot, Uncle Watanabe had filled up the gas and sat in the cab to get ready for departure.

"Uncle Watanabe, for the next paragraph, I'll do it!"

Out of all kinds of guilt in his heart, Sosuke Araki took the initiative to apply for "overtime".

"Oh, is that okay?"

"Don't worry, what the distance is, I once rode a motorcycle from Tokyo all the way to the Port of Nagoya, and didn't even have a toilet on the way..."

"Moreover, I also want to have more good memories of the rare'one day long-distance transportation industry'."

Originally, the two should exchange driving in the service area in Aichi Prefecture, and then in the service area near Numazu City.

But under Sosuke Araki's repeated insistence, Uncle Watanabe was also happy.

When Sosuke Araki drove a truck full of expensive Wagyu slowly out of the service area, he didn't notice that in the green belt behind, a man with a peaked cap was watching this scene with a sneer.

...

"Araki-kun, I'll leave it to you next, I'll squint for a while, call me if I have anything..."

"Wooh."

After the truck set foot on the highway, perhaps it was just after eating ramen, or it was midnight, Uncle Watanabe only felt a drowsiness, and soon fell asleep on his back in a spacious seat.

As soon as the tuberculosis Uncle Watanabe fell asleep, the cab instantly became extremely quiet, and only the sound of the engine running and the wheels rubbing against the road could be heard.

Looking at the fast retreating highway that seemed to be shrouded in boundless darkness, I remembered that when I was most desperate, Chu Ling was allowed to pass the assessment unexpectedly, and there was hope for the "reconnection" of the capital chain. There were even people waiting in Tokyo. Go back by yourself...

Araki Sosuke only feels that this road seems to be his own life. If you don't cross the darkness and come to the front, you will never know what will be waiting for you.

The traffic flow at night is inherently scarce, and it is easy to spot vehicles in front and behind with the lights.

A truck with a maximum speed of 80 yards can only travel in a slow lane. After the cruise control is turned on, the driver only needs to control the direction, which is quite easy.

"Hey, come here, are there too many cats and dogs near the highway?"

From time to time, there are still many cats and dogs hovering along the highway.

When vehicles passed by, some of them shivered, some feared, or roared in anger.

Seeing the performance of these animals, Araki Sosuke couldn't help feeling a little palpitating.

"Sorry, I can't spare you at work at the moment. Next time, I will definitely make a special trip over here..."

Although he did not lift the blindfold, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Zizzi..."

Just when Sosuke Araki started to feel bored and looked around...

A noise came out of the radio.

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