I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Outside the bus, two rays of light of Orchid and Crimson were layered on top of each other, shrinking like a breath, intertwining a multicolored barrier.

The withered limbs protruding from the tunnel wall not only couldn't cross this barrier, but at the moment of touching it, it turned into fly ash as if burned by a fire.

It is because of these two powerful forces that this bus can stay in this tunnel without incident until now.

"So powerful!"

Seeing several corpses lit up in front of the barrier and wailing into grievances, Mayumi Torii subconsciously squeezed the skirts of his clothes.

Withered Gouyu's divine power can indeed block the entry of the resentful spirit.

But the one that easily burned the limbs of those resentful spirits into fly ashes was the red light that burned like a hot sun.

In this red light, Yu Mayumi even smelled a warm power of the gods.

"It's a pity that this tunnel wall seems to have a sign of resentment, and even the crying arrow can't leave a trace, otherwise you can use this red light to hit it and see... There are so many people in the car, what do I think... "

Throwing away this dangerous thought, she lowered her head slightly, looking through the emergency exit and looking at a seat below.

"Thousand Leaves..."

There, Qian Zizi, her classmate friend, was lying on the seat obediently, bowing his head without squinting.

"It's convenient to ask, what do you wear on your chest?"

The source of the red light that is difficult to look at directly is from Qianyezi's chest.

"Wearing on my chest..."

Qianye raised her head suspiciously, her complexion flushed when Yu Mayumi Kotori called to herself.

"Ah, is that what you said?"

Immediately, she drew a red string from the neckline: "I have been weak since I was young, so the family let me wear this necklace with me to pray for health and safety."

Hanging from the end of the red rope was a simple and round jade pendant shaped like the English letter "C".

"Gouyu...If you just pray for health and safety, will you use too much force?"

At this moment, the scorching orange-red light on the seemingly simple Gouyu made Yu Mayumi a little bit unable to open his eyes.

"Looking at this reaction, doesn't Qian Ye Zi know it himself?"

The gou jade on this necklace must be a divine object that is not inferior to the "Three Sacred Artifacts of Akagi".

Qianye, who can carry such treasures with him but has no spiritual aura, naturally cannot be an ordinary identity.

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Hokkaido, Hakodate City, Mount Hakodate.

At the foot of Mount Hakodate, a torii gate made of grayish white stone stands more than four meters high.

The plaque at the top is engraved with the simple and majestic word "Shenwei".

On the banners on both sides, "Hakodate Hachimangu Shrine" was written in a flying dragon and phoenix.

Beyond the torii gate, there are large stone steps that extend towards the top of the mountain surrounded by woods, and you can't see the end at a glance.

At this time, catkins blooming like snowflakes, from the dark sky covered with clouds, covered everything in the eyes of the world with a thick silvery white.

"Sneez!! Good...it's cold..."

Early in the morning, a thin boy wearing heavy winter clothes, a scarf, a ski hat and sunglasses was walking deep and shallow on the snow-covered stairs.

"Hokkaido is so cold, is it the end beast that has awakened some permafrost?"

Stopping his steps, the young man looked back at the bottom of the stairs: "I knew that the snow was getting bigger and bigger. I should have bought the thickest set of clothes in the store before..."

The footprints I left a few minutes ago have been covered by snowflakes and disappeared without a trace.

Below the stairs, a black heavy-duty locomotive with a hideous shape and strong muscle lines was parked. The unstopped engine hummed, like a beast's grumble.

"Zongjie, why don't you speak, don't you feel cold at all...people, people?!"

The young man turned his head, but found that a certain companion who should have been walking side by side with him had disappeared like the footprints.

"It's just a little bit of snow, is it so cold?"

The heroic voice from far away caused the young man to move his dull gaze to the far end of the stairs above his head...

"...It's Takumi's young master, you don't usually lack exercise, and your body is soft and easy to push down, right?"

A blond man wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses and a thin baseball uniform was standing leisurely with his hands in his pockets.

On his back, there was a long and narrow thing wrapped in white cloth.

"You muscle idiot, don't run away without saying a word!"

While protesting, the boy quickened his pace slightly in a panic.

"No wonder they say that some were born in Rome..."

Obviously they started from the torii together, and when he was still struggling to climb the stairs in the bitter cold, the other party had already reached the end.

When the snowstorm in Hokkaido was approaching and there were few people and vehicles on the streets, the two who came here with the wind and snow were naturally Sosuke Araki and Takumi Fujiwara.

After taking the Shinkansen and crossing the Seikan Undersea Tunnel to Hakodate, the two bought cold-proof equipment and rushed here non-stop.

"Not only did I not feel cold at all, but how did I feel that after coming to Hokkaido, my waist no longer hurts, my legs no longer sore, and it doesn't take much effort to go up to the fifth floor in one breath."

Admiring the tragedy of Fujiwara Takumi struggling to climb the stairs, Sosuke Araki stretched out comfortably and looked at the surrounding snow scene curiously: "In other words, the scenery here is really amazing!"

Looking down from the top platform on which he is located, behind the torii gate is a straight road leading to the blue sea, and on both sides are large buildings of eastern and western styles wrapped in silver.

Almost all the best city views in Hakodate can be seen.

On the other side of the platform, looking over the foothills and cliffs, it is the magnificent Tsugaru Strait wrapped between the sea and the sky.

"Hakodate Hachimangu Shrine was built at the same time when Masatori Kono repaired the Hakodate here in 1445. It can be regarded as the oldest building in Hokkaido..."

Panting, Fujiwara Takumi climbed to the last stone steps with his hands and feet, and sat down on the ground: "...I choose a location, and I will also choose this superb position that can occupy two superb views at the same time."

The snow disaster, which arrived more than a month earlier, caused large areas of vegetation in Hokkaido to wither and the oxygen content dropped sharply.

Wearing heavy winter clothes, walking on the stone steps with a depth of thirty or forty centimeters of snow, each step is as laborious as lifting a leg with a heavy load.

Young Master Takumi, who rarely goes out on weekdays and lacks exercise, is falling into dizziness caused by lack of oxygen.

"That's it... In the name of the gods, to occupy the most valuable land for free, the religious industry is indeed a very profitable business!"

Withdrawing his gaze from the endless Tsugaru Strait, Araki Sosuke looked at the center of the platform, which was empty and quiet because no one paid a visit: "Is this the main hall of Hakodate Hachimangu Shrine? It is much smaller than expected."

A simple and exquisite temple with white roofs and black walls, cornices and counterspaces, is quietly surrounded by snow-capped mountains and forests.

Although not as majestic as the Hegang Hachiman Palace, it has its own vicissitudes and solemnity.

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