I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

The woman on the roof has red lips, her face is bloodless, and her limbs are twisted unnaturally.

A strong black air rose up in her body.

Resentful spirit.

A grievance spirit that was several times thicker than the grievance on the one in the toilet during the day.

Although I was bold enough to cut off a lot of "spirits" that would not resist at all, but seeing such a powerful and obviously self-conscious resenting spirit, Yamada Kengo still felt weak in his calves.

"Ordinary heart... Ordinary heart... Can't see... Can't see..."

He immediately retracted his gaze, pretending that he couldn't see the resentful spirit in the red dress, and was about to turn around to flash people.

With a "creak", the door to a balcony of the third-floor dormitory slowly opened.

Yamada Kengo couldn't help looking at the place where the sound was made.

A girl student with a confused look and wearing a nightdress quietly stood on the balcony.

Put your hands together in front of your chest, touch one foot on the ground, and make a gesture.

The red skirt resentful spirit on the top floor is also doing the same action as her at this moment.

It's like a puppet.

Seeing this familiar posture, Yamada Kengo suddenly realized.

It's that dance...just like that of the female ghost he ran into last time.

After seeing this dance last time, he also went to find out that in the female dormitory opposite, there have been several suicides or accidental falling of girls in the female dormitory in recent years.

Could it be said that behind these incidents are the ghosts of the resentful spirit on the top floor.

A cold sweat broke out on Yamada Kengo's back.

According to the situation last time, will that woman jump off the building after she has danced and turn into a resentful spirit from then on?

With life off, he immediately took out the bamboo sword behind him, held it tightly, and resolutely ran towards the girls' dormitory.

When he ran downstairs, Yamada Kengo was worried.

How to get in... You can't use a sword to force it.

He glanced around, and suddenly saw a small door on the side that hadn't closed.

Yamada Kengo immediately ran into the small door and galloped up the stairs.

He never thought that it would be in this situation for the first time in his life to break into the girls' dormitory that he had been prying for for many years.

Be sure to...stop her before the dance is over.

When Yamada Kengo ran to the roof panting, the woman in red standing outside the protective net was swinging her twisted limbs like a pendulum, and it was clear that the dance had come to an end.

"stop……"

Adrenal hormones are soaring, and Yamada Kengo has goose bumps all over his body, but he feels a little excited.

He climbed over the protective net in twos and threes, jumped onto the platform where the woman in red was on, and slashed towards the opponent with one sword.

The wooden sword plastered with runes slashed on the wraith spirit, and the talisman paper ignited immediately.

As if burned by the fire, the woman in red gave a howl in pain and fell backward.

However, the other thing that Yamada Kengo's heart shrank was that the other party did not turn into ashes under the firelight of the talisman like other resentful spirits.

"Men... are not good things..."

The faint and sharp voice rang in his ears, causing him to have a splitting headache.

Then, the scene that made him feel distraught appeared.

The woman in the red dress who fell to the ground turned her head and limbs 180 degrees from an anti-human angle.

Then he stretched his limbs on the ground with his chest facing up, rushing towards him like an animal.

Enduring the headache, he once again waved the bamboo sword in his hand and cut it straight to meet the opponent.

The speed of this red dress resentful spirit was so fast that it flashed past his blow and rushed towards him.

There is a cloud in kendo, and the sword and the body are unified.

In the midst of the crisis, Yamada Kengo had already thrown these kendo maxims out of the blue.

But years of kendo practice made Yamada Kengo's body react before his blank brain.

The vertical split was flashed by, and Yamada Kengo adjusted his steps extremely delicately on the small platform, turned sideways to let go of the resentful spirit, and then slashed horizontally.

Secret skills, the bottom eight cuts.

This sword slashed fiercely on the wraith spirit, and the flames of more talisman broke out immediately along the wraith spirit's arm.

Unfortunately, his opponent is not a human being, but a resentful spirit that cannot be judged by the common sense of kendo.

Obviously he was beheaded from behind, the red-skirt wraith spirit turned his limbs and head 180 degrees again, violating physics in the air, and pounced on him again.

When the force came, the wooden sword in Yamada Kengo's hand flew out and fell to the dark downstairs.

His heart also sank to the bottom.

The flame on the red wraith spirit only lasted for a moment, melted half of her arm, and then went out.

She licked her crimson lips and rushed towards Yamada Kengo with a weird smile.

Since it was not the first time to be ridden by a female resentful spirit, Yamada Kengo rolled on the spot with great experience.

However, the speed was too slow, and the red resentful spirit still took off his pants, opened his huge scarlet mouth, and bit at "Little Kengo"...

At this critical moment of life and death, which is related to the happiness of the second half of life, the resentful spirit ignited the flame of talisman paper again, forcing her to retreat.

"Hmph, a true swordsman will not be defeated by the same move twice in a row."

Yamada Kengo stood up and let his pants fall to his ankles, like a kind of perverted exhibitionist, with his hips topped and waist back, he opened his windbreaker to the red dress resentful spirit with a grinning grin.

"Come on, aren't you here to bite me?"

On both sides of the windbreaker, dozens of densely packed yellow talisman papers were stuck on both sides.

The red skirt resentful spirit was burned one after another, and the black energy on his body was greatly reduced at this moment.

"Women who believe in men...will die..."

The sharp and penetrating voice made Kengo Yamada shiver on his back, and his hands stiffly pulled the windbreaker trembling.

Suddenly, the red skirt resentful spirit twisted and passed through the protective net, half of his body went through the cement layer, and went straight downstairs.

"Not good..." Yamada Kengo immediately realized that the red skirt resentful spirit should have gone to the girl before.

But Ling Ling can ignore physical obstacles, but he can't.

Across the protective net, he watched the resentful spirit sink into the wall, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes.

Is it still impossible to cut off this nightmare after all?

"Pro."

At this moment, a figure appeared in the roof stairwell, throwing a triangle rune paper at the wraith spirit very fast.

After the talisman was added to the body, the resentful spirit that had almost completely disappeared from the wall was isolated by a layer of spiritual power and bounced back.

"Soldier."

Without giving the Wraith Spirit a chance to react, the man threw out a talisman once again, bursting with a roar, and blasted the Wraith Spirit fiercely.

Different from the flames on the rune paper on Kengo Yamada, after the rune paper and the wraith spirit were dispelled, it unexpectedly exploded like a grenade.

The dust fell to the ground, and on the floor of the rooftop, only the broken limbs of the red skirt wraith spirit were left slowly turning into black smoke and dissipating.

From the rooftop stairwell, an elderly man with white beard and hair and a rickety figure walked out slowly.

"Good... so strong..."

Yamada Kengo, who was still climbing on the protective net, was shocked.

This trembling old man, but in an instant, he solved the terrifying resentful spirit.

Just why... In the pocket of this senior, half of the fabric with red lace edges is exposed?

"It's just that I just awakened my inspiration, with a few pieces of talisman paper, do you want to hunt down powerful resentful spirits..."

Seeing Yamada Kengo climbing on the protective net, the old man's eyes showed an expression of appreciation.

"This courage is similar to when I was young when Ichimoto Ichiro...boy, are you interested in worshiping me as a teacher?"

"What?" Yamada Kengo's eyes were a little excited when he heard that the "superior" in front of him wanted to accept himself as a disciple.

At this moment, the sound of "right above" and "I must catch him this time" came from the corridor, accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps.

Several aunts with big waists and round waists, with weapons such as brooms and mops in their hands, rushed out of the corridor.

This polite old man with a high-level sect, pointedly at Yamada Kengo, who was crawling on the wire fence and wearing only boxer shorts and exposed curly thighs under the windbreaker, and spoke to several residential aunts righteously. Ground report: "The metamorphosis of sneaking into the girls' dormitory to steal underwear, here!"

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