I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"After receiving the request of the Metropolitan Police Department, the old man personally followed the search and rescue team to the place where the bus signal was interrupted."

Kono Ichiro took a spoonful of water and poured it into the charcoal stove, bringing out a lot of mist in the sound of "sizzling".

"So, how did you go after you went? Did you find anything?"

"The old man wanted to try to purify the resentment in the snow, to see if he could find some clues through the spiritual vision...Ashamed, compared to the overwhelming resentment in the snow, my purification technique can only count as a stubborn salary. "

Shaking his head, the priest Kono took a transparent plastic bag and placed it in front of the two of them: "...fortunately, it's not all harvested, at least I found this."

Among the plastic bags commonly used for evidence collection, there was half a piece of incomplete talisman paper.

"This is... the talisman from Akagi Shrine?"

Seeing the soft, delicate, gentle and beautiful familiar brushstrokes on this talisman paper, Araki Sosuke's gold and black pupils shrank like needles!

"She used the talisman paper...Is she lost and wanted to leave a mark...or was she in danger?"

The stick-like thing in the white cloth hanging on his back also trembled slightly.

"The old man thinks so too...that bus, should have encountered something abnormal near the national highway, so that the maiden in the car used talisman paper."

Glancing at Sosuke Araki's back, the thick and long thing that continued to vibrate like some kind of massage prop that was activated by mistake, Kono Da Lang reluctantly shook his head: "Unfortunately, because of this strange snow disaster, the search and rescue operation cannot be spread over a large area. Open, we searched for a section along the road but couldn't find more talisman paper."

"Damn it, is there no other clue?!"

Unwilling to punch him on the tatami, Araki Sosuke got up anxiously and walked out the door: "No, let's go to the place where the bus is missing to see for ourselves, maybe we can find something."

Fujiwara Takumi grabbed his trousers: "Don't worry, it would only waste time to run around like a headless fly in the past, so it's better to study it carefully..."

"That's better than sitting in a shrine with a charcoal stove and drinking tea!"

"Second, for clues, the old man personally thinks that there may be another..."

"Please enlighten me from Kono priest!"

Just as the two of them stared at them, the Kono priest on the side spoke with some uncertainty, and drew their attention: "The place where the bus disappeared is just a settlement of Ainu people. Maybe they Know something."

"Auntie stuns people? What kind of monsters are devouring for the rich, unfathomable, and choosing people?"

Hearing this unfamiliar word, Araki Sosuke raised his eyebrows curiously.

"Idiot, Ainu people, the earliest aboriginal people in Hokkaido..."

Fujiwara Takumi seemed to know what to do, with a complex expression on his face, he wanted to say, "However, for some historical reasons, the relationship between the Ainu and the Hezu has not been harmonious."

"The priest Fujiwara is right. If you and the mixed Ainu who are generally intermarried with the Japanese ethnic group, you can still communicate..."

The priest Kono drank the hot tea in his hand, and poured himself a cup: "What lives near there is an Ainu ethnic group that is isolated from the world and retains pure blood and primitive culture. Even the police There is no way to force them, who have autonomy, to cooperate with the investigation."

"It's a pity that the Ainu people who have existed in Hokkaido for thousands of years are the best hunters and guides in this snow country. If they happen to live nearby, they would be willing to help. Not only can they understand the situation at the time, they may also be able to find the car. The trail of the bus."

"In that case, what are we waiting for?! It's the era of globalization, how can there be indigenous people who refuse to deal with the outside world."

"Yes, as long as there is a little chance, we all have to try..."

Hearing his words, Araki Sosuke and the two looked at each other, rekindling hope.

"Ahem, the old man understands that the two are eager to save people, but please think twice. The Ainu people never communicate with the outside world except for occasional bargaining. Moreover, the concept of territory is extremely heavy, and the attitude of outsiders is extremely high. Cruel...It is said that they still retain some weird methods..."

"It's easy if you are willing to barter! Whether it's food, clothes, money, thermos cups, game consoles, learning DVDs... as long as they are willing to help, everything is easy to discuss!

"Yes, priest Kono must tell us how to get there!"

"Hey hey, it really doesn't work, just use a special way and ask them ‘sincerely’. Anyway, I’m also carrying a wanted..."

"Shhh, shut up! 』

After asking for the location information from the priest Kono, the two rushed out of the side hall after repeated thanks.

...

ten minutes later.

In the side hall of Hakodate Hachimangu Shrine, the priest Kono is unhurriedly tidying up tea sets by the stove.

"Hey, deliberately led those two people to the half-demon settlement..."

Over the head, the man sneered slyly: "...I didn't see that the priest Kono turned out to be a master of murder with a knife."

A man wearing a white robe and a mask sat on the skylight at the top of the side hall at some unknown time.

The pattern on his mask formed an extremely distorted "two" character.

"Please don't compare me with such a lunatic like you."

It seemed that he had been aware of the other party's existence a long time ago, and the priest Kono continued to put the tea set into the wooden barrel without looking back, without even a trace of stagnation in his hand.

"Voltaire said that in an avalanche, not a single snowflake felt responsible..."

"The wind and snow are getting heavier and harder. They wandered outside for a few hours, knowing that they couldn't get to the island, and they would naturally retreat."

Putting out the charcoal fire, the priest Kono lifted the barrel and walked out of the house. He didn't mean to continue talking with the other party: "No way, the Onodera who came with Fujiwara Takumi seems to have noticed the anomaly on Goryokaku. His continued stay in the city will affect our plans."

"Huh, Onodera? As far as I know, the man named Sosuke Araki, who is a Buddhist priest at the Kawasaki Master Temple, is not weaker than Fujiwara Takumi...By the way, he is also the most wanted criminal in the news recently."

"No wonder, he can see the clues there..."

Hearing the words of the man above his head, Kono stopped walking and nodded clearly: "The Heavenly Eyes of Master Kawasaki Temple are well-deserved!"

"Head of the Kono Sect, don't worry, as long as these two people leave Hakodate, they don't have to come back."

"The dispute between your organization and the Soul Eliminators Association has nothing to do with me... Don't forget what you promised!"

Leaving these words, the figure of the priest Kono disappeared in the more violent wind and snow outside the door.

"That's natural... everything is going according to plan."

In the hall, the man sitting alone on the skylight has a pair of white and transparent wings stretched out on his back.

"Two days...Just wait two more days..."

Look carefully, the "feathers" of the wings are astonishingly thin and sharp ice edges.

"The "Yifeng Great Lay of Chengshan Yifeng" who was sacrificed by your local church will return to this land! "

Fanning the ice wings, bringing up a chill, the man soared away from the skylight.

"...And this sacred land that has been defiled by the Hezu for hundreds of years will also be pure again."

Only the cold and crazy voice reverberated in the room, covering everything with a layer of hoarfrost.

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