I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"What kind of hidden weapon is this...what did you do to them?!"

Below the stairs, the main messenger Tsuchiya Keita, who claimed to be the "Black Emperor Five Generations", looked at his men in horror, as if they were repeatedly pierced with invisible iron nails, the nails could not move on the dark stone steps... …

You know, these people are professional killers carefully selected and cultivated by him!

But now, none of them can kill...

It's like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, who can only mourn in pain, and watch his limbs gradually fall apart under the tiny blood holes that bloom.

"Hehehehe... I thought that the "spiritual eliminator" written in the information was something like a liar."

For Keita Tsuchiya, who couldn't see the strange scenes around the stone steps, the culprit of all this was naturally the "reward target" who stood in the middle of the steps and "layed an ambush".

"Sure enough, there were two things. No wonder the client offered a reward that people couldn't refuse."

As if he had figured it out, the expression on Keita Tsuchiya's face changed from panic to incomparable fanaticism.

"These so-called'supernatural powers' actually exist! As long as you kill you and get the reward, I will also have the opportunity to step into..."

Then, he put his hand on a black thing around his waist...

"Little Bird Yushi, come on to me!"

Araki Sosuke, who can see the darkness like daylight with his left eye, and has been paying attention to the opponent's actions, reacted with a loud roar.

"But……"

Unable to allow the girl behind him to react, he directly leaned over and hugged the pair of slender legs, picked her up on his back, and jumped out toward the side of the stairs.

"boom!"

A bullet cut through the darkness, and sparks were splashed on the stone steps where the two were originally standing.

At the same time, Araki Sosuke, who carried the little witch on his back, climbed the guardrail of the stairs like a cheetah and rushed towards the man below.

When passing by the girls of Ugly Time who were beating the tree trunk, the thick middle finger protruding from his back swept over them intentionally or unintentionally...

The few daughters of Ugly Time who were touched all stopped their "work", bathed in white light, and prayed for eleven to the back of his departure.

However, Araki Sosuke naturally didn't pay attention to the scene beside him.

In his left eye that was dazzling with golden light and concentrated, reflected the black hole of the muzzle raised by the man below the stairs.

"boom!"

At the moment when Keita Tsuchiya fired his shot, Sosuke Araki, who was leaning over the stairs and sprinting down, suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

If there is an unknown prophet, Araki Sosuke stopped abruptly, leaving deep footprints in the mud under his feet, and leaped high into the air, letting the bullet shot in the gun's chamber fall empty again.

"No... impossible..."

Seeing the other party avoiding his bullets continuously at close range, Keita Tsuchiya's face shrouded in gunpowder became mad and distorted.

"Who are you?"

To complete such a series of actions without any rehearsal, intuition, vision, anticipation, reaction, and speed are indispensable.

Even the special forces honed in the rain of bullets cannot make such a non-human response in the dark woods.

"I'm... a spirit remover..."

At the moment when Keita Tsuchiya raised the muzzle again, a huge fist, with a tyrannical air current, rapidly enlarged in his eyes...

"...The lonely macho!"

Carrying the little shrine maiden who was holding her shoulders tightly on her back and looking confused, Sosuke Araki leaped high from the air, and slammed a fist on the man's face fiercely.

"what?"

"boom!"

As if hit by a siege hammer in his face, Keita Tsuchiya soared into the air, stopped in the air for a moment, twisted and rotated 180 degrees, and flew out at a high speed toward the rear fiercely.

For the assassin who could shoot at both of them without hesitation, Araki Sosuke naturally didn't intend to talk about the martial virtues of "click to stop".

"Ms. Araki... those people... I'm going to die!"

In the ear, Yu Mayumi Kotori exclaimed softly, reminding Sosuke Araki.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

Behind the two of them, around the stairs, the rhythmic hammering sounds of the remaining ugly girls still rang.

Above the stairs, the flesh and blood assassins who were covered with nail holes were already unconscious due to extreme pain and stopped wailing.

"Damn it..."

Like a wild horse running off the rein, Araki Sosuke turned around abruptly and ran towards the stairs again.

These assassins, even though they are sinful, can't allow them to die at the hands of ghosts, become nutrients for sin, or even incarnate resentful spirits to continue harming others.

On his back, Yu Mayumi, who was almost thrown off, was so scared that he hugged his neck tightly.

"Oh!"

Her hug made Araki Sosuke's face a blush.

I didn’t feel that I was fully evading bullets before...

The tender and hot body, the slender hands that pass by the neck, the full grip that hits the back, the breath that resembles snow in the ears, the slenderness that is tightly wrapped around the waist...

"...Look at my full firepower!!!"

Completely ignited by the unprecedented stimulus, a white flame rose from the bottom of Araki Sosuke's eyes and turned into an afterimage to jump over the men on the stone steps...

"This is?"

In the bewildered eyes of Mayumi Torii, Sosuke Araki stretched his hands to the sides as if standing on the bow of the Titanic, waiting for someone to fry his shredded meat from behind...

A pair of black arms burning with lava runes suddenly protruded from the body with this action, and overlapped with his hands!

Sosuke Araki stretched out the giant arms about seven or eight meters in length and maintained a "middle finger" posture, sweeping violently across the ugly girls on both sides and the trees behind them, bringing up a touch of fluorescence.

Just like a contestant who sprinted at the end of a mountain race, met the finish line, and mocked his opponent, Sosuke Araki swept all the way up in this posture full of contempt, but in a few seconds he walked from the bottom of the stairs to the top.

The big black arms that looked like eagles spreading their wings also retracted into his body following his thoughts.

"Huh... this should be done, right?"

Panting slightly, standing at the top of the stairs, Sosuke Araki and Yu Mayumi, the bird still hanging on his back, turned and looked down.

On both sides of the stone steps, the original blood-colored lanterns were blooming with pure white light, dyeing the surroundings with a layer of holy crystal.

The ferocious and hung corpses trees no longer looked like ferocious at this time, and turned into cherry blossom trees with white petals falling down.

Under the tree, dozens of men and women, dressed in primitive clothes and full of fluorescence, are bathed in the rain of cherry blossoms in the big canopy, looking like tourists watching the night cherry blossoms.

They folded their hands together, like a pilgrimage, and bowed to Zongsuke Araki at the top of the stairs, expressing gratitude for being relieved from the painful reincarnation.

These spirit bodies are naturally the "daughters of ugly time" and the "corpses" nailed to the tree a few seconds ago.

Yu Mayumi, still holding his arms around Sosuke Araki's neck, just breathed a sigh of relief from the "high-speed movement" just now, and was immediately attracted by the beauty of the "Sakura Staircase" in front of him.

The old stone steps, the crimson small lanterns, the white and rainy cherry blossoms, the men and women in primitive clothes...

This poignant and pure night cherry superb view, reflecting the horrible scene of blood and light in my memory a few seconds ago, brought a violent visual impact like heaven and hell.

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