I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Late at night, Toshima District, near Asakusa Subway Station.

At this moment, the time for the last subway has passed, and there are almost no people passing by near the dark subway station.

The doll-like Mochizuki Ayano, wearing a black long coat, a cute bud hat, carrying a black suitcase and standing under the street lamp, looked like a girl who had run away from home, pitiful and helpless.

An uncle in glasses who looked drunk in a suit walked past her and stopped.

"Little sister, it’s so late, is there no place to go? Uncle me, I can’t bear to see the little girl suffer. There is a nice hotel nearby. Would you like to go? I can buy you what you want. ."

Mochizuki Ayano didn't bother to look at him directly, and a word popped out from her mouth: "Go away."

"Oh, don’t be so fierce. Uncle, I’m kind... You know that Tokyo is not peaceful at night. I heard that there are perverted killers who cut little girls’ mouths. It’s better to go to the hotel with Uncle to be safer... Comfortable massage equipment, you can also sing KTV, ramen is also delicious... By the way, you want a water bed, some..."

The man in glasses snorted and babbled to move closer to her.

I don't know when, two men dressed as tramps who were originally curled up inside the subway entrance appeared behind this uncle.

Immediately, the man in glasses felt a cold wrist and was caught by something.

"You are suspected of harassing underage girls and violating the "Confusion Prevention Regulations". Come with us."

He just wanted to say something, he was tightly covered his mouth with a pair of foul-smelling hands, pulled directly into a van next to him, and sent it directly to the police station.

"The garbage is cleaned up, and the party continues."

Mochizuki Ayano's earphones heard such a voice.

Late at night in Tokyo, it was still a bit cold.

She reluctantly breathed into her hands.

The ninth lesson squatted guarding the slit girl in this area, this is already the second day.

She didn't see the shadow of the rip girl, but arrested several gangsters and perverted uncles who stepped forward.

The information team analyzed the surveillance video that was obtained, and the camera near the subway entrance repeatedly captured the image of the woman who appeared to be a woman with a crack.

Combining with the speculation that night, if the rift girl really lives in the apartment in front of Tibet, this area is the most likely place she will pass.

It's not that she didn't think about going to the apartment in front of Tibet to try to contain the rift girl, but the situation when she encountered the eye of the gap last time was too weird, and it was very likely that she would face two weird attacks at the same time.

"This is the roof group. There is no abnormality for the time being. Please report the road conditions to each group."

In the communication channel, Iwata's voice came and interrupted her thoughts.

"One group on the ground, no abnormalities."

"The second group on the ground, no abnormalities."

"Three groups on the ground, no abnormalities."

Disguised as homeless people, night runners, and taxi drivers, the various groups of agents crouching at the intersection began to report on the situation one after another.

On a tall building not far away, Takeshi Iwata and another agent were holding a pair of monoculars connected to a small screen, looking at the surrounding situation.

This is [Spirit Detective Individual Telescope Type III], which integrates spiritual detection, telephoto, night vision, and thermal imaging.

Although there are many blind spots in the field of vision, this is already the building with the best view near the subway station.

The white-haired Shimoto Ichiro was now wearing a traditional dragon country robe with a Tai Chi figure on the back, and carrying a peach wood short sword, standing beside them with his hands behind his back.

"Okay, each group is on alert as planned."

After Mochizuki Ayano's cold voice, the communication channel returned to silence.

At the same time, not far from the subway entrance of Asakusa Station, in the internet cafe under the pedestrian bridge escalator.

"It's just like the real thing... That guy Ryoma didn't lie to me..."

Sosuke Araki, who "in the name of finding a job, practice learning," as usual, soaked in this Internet cafe. At the same time, because today's "study project" was so exciting, he stayed late at night.

"Wait, are the three going to be on together? I'm not ready yet... oh, can this be done?"

At this moment, he is wearing VR glasses, his face is flushed and looking excitedly, his hands are constantly stroking in the air in front, as if he sees something extraordinary.

...

"This is the roof group. There is no abnormality for the time being. Please report the road conditions to each group."

An hour later, the encrypted communication channel of Lesson 9 once again sounded a routine report every 15 minutes.

"One group on the ground, no abnormalities."

"The second group on the ground, no...wait..."

At a garbage dump not far from the subway entrance, two men dressed as tramps and roasting on fire beside a burning iron barrel were preparing to report the "road conditions" as usual when they suddenly heard a crisp and slow footstep.

That is the peculiar sound of high heels hitting the ground.

With the sound of crisp footsteps approaching, a girl wearing a red jacket and white dress with attractive slender legs barely appeared in front of them.

"Am I pretty?"

Before the two of them reacted, the girl suddenly asked one of the agents.

"A suspected target appears... Ask the rooftop team for confirmation."

Hearing this "send proposition", the agent immediately issued an early warning by covering his ears.

In order to pretend to seduce the Ripples to appear, the people on the ground team who acted as decoys did not wear smart glasses.

Iwata immediately picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of the second group on the ground.

In the telescope, the black resentment on the pretty girl danced with the wind like a burning flame.

I have tried my best to suppress her credibility in the public mind. Is there still such a strong grievance?

"Target confirmation. Note that the grievance equivalent observed on the target's surface is far more than expected... refuse to communicate with the target, and immediately implement the inducement plan."

Iwata took the pot as if he had blown up, and while quickly issuing orders on the channel, he picked up a huge silver-white sniper rifle on the side.

Tokimoto Ichiro, who was standing behind him, also disappeared.

Hearing his confirmation, the two "hobos" standing next to the pretty girl immediately took out the spectacles from their arms and put them on, as if they hadn't seen the girl, they ran away in the other direction.

As he ran, he threw down the tattered clothing that was in the way on his body, revealing the close-fitting combat uniform inside.

This is the [Spirit Detective Combat Uniform Type II]. In addition to being able to insulate a small amount of resentment and spiritual power, it also has the functions of lightness, flexibility, and buffering of physical shocks.

At the same time, the various groups including Mochizuki Ayano immediately gathered in the direction where they were.

Seeing the two running away, the pretty girl in the red dress and white skirt, swaying the delicate and smooth legs under the long skirt, followed unhurriedly.

She is wearing high heels, and the pace seems to be slow, but in fact the speed is extremely fast.

Takeshi Iwata saw through the lens of the sniper rifle, and within two seconds, she had arrived behind the two.

"Target direction at 12 o'clock, distance 1.5 kilometers, half wind speed 10."

Iwata took off the trigger of the sniper rifle without hesitation after the quick report from the deputy next to him.

Just as the girl stretched her hand to the shoulder of one of the agents, a bloody mist erupted from her arm along with the fluctuation of blue spiritual power, and her movement immediately slowed down.

Afterwards, the crowd heard a dull gunshot.

"The psychic sniper projectile is effective, and the other teams continue to contain them as originally planned."

Takeshi Iwata pushed the slender bullet into the barrel and calmly started aiming again.

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