I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Between Mt. Yotei and Mount Horojiri, is a vast gorge with dense jungle.

"Hey...is it this way?"

At this moment, Araki Sosuke was galloping along the snow-white forest path like an enclave.

"Well, changed direction?"

He held the bald handle of a flashlight in his hand, and from time to time he threw it into the snow like a deserted shoe...

Under the dilapidated knife handle, there seemed to be something sharp and intangible extending, quietly breaking through the wind and snow, allowing it to hover half a meter above the ground.

Every time it is inserted into the snow, the "floating" knife handle will fall to the ground unexpectedly after it shakes dumbly twice...

"Oh, is it slightly to the right this time?"

In the next second, Sosuke Araki will quickly pick up the handle of the knife, continue to advance a certain distance in the direction indicated by the knife head, and repeat the action of "throwing the knife".

"Zongsuke, wait for us..."

Following Sosuke Araki, who was constantly "throwing swords forward", was a wooden sleigh pulled by the Ainu dog and the warrior of the Warring States period, on which Ichisuke and Fujiwara Takumi sat.

"Are you a deer? It runs faster than a sled dog in such deep snow."

The snow that was more than half a meter deep under a foot, which was difficult for ordinary people to pull, seemed to Araki Sosuke as non-existent.

A few slave dogs followed him, rushing through the snow-covered gorge for almost an hour, at this time they were spitting out their long tongues and exhaling hot white gas.

"Let's take a break...If you continue running like this, the little guys won't be able to hold on for long...Shoo!"

The city assistant, holding the reins, blew his whistle and stopped the sleigh.

"Lululu..."

He covered the snow on the side and put it in a wooden bowl with him, greeted a few pet slave dogs to come over to drink water, grabbed the snow and rubbed them on them.

The Ainu dogs bred by the Ainu for generations are full of physical strength, physique, and extremely resistant to severe cold. Even without the help of the warriors of the Warring States period to pull the cart, they can continue to run on the snowy field for several hours.

But right now, Sosuke Araki is traveling too fast, and two big men are carried on the sleigh, causing the body temperature of the Ainu dog to rise sharply, and it is necessary to stop to cool down.

"The direction should be right, the shaking of July rain is more obvious..."

Standing on the side, Sosuke Araki, looking around the pale and dazzling snow-capped mountains through sunglasses, the god secretly clenched his fists: "Little Bird Yushi and others must be getting closer and closer to us!"

"But, Zongsuke... the road we come here doesn't look like a bus can pass."

Standing beside him, Fujiwara Takumi, who was stomping constantly, looked hesitantly in the direction when he came.

"Also, according to what you sensed before, that bus should be in a dark place..."

Following July Rain, who was incarnate as a "tracing stick," they rushed for an hour. They have now crossed the gorge and came to a mountain where two high mountains meet.

"Look, it's snowy and beautiful nearby. It doesn't look like there is a similar place?"

Looking around, you can see the towering main peaks of "Xiong Mountain" and "Female Mountain" a few kilometers away.

Looking down from the low mountains between the two mountains, apart from the refreshing and endless snow slopes, there are only dense forests with more and more snow.

"That's right..."

Sosuke Araki grabbed the back of his head in confusion, pulled out July Rain from his waist, and threw it into the snow again with the skill of illegally throwing garbage: "Don't say keep going up, just where we are now, the bus There should be no way to get it up, right?"

"Buzz..."

In Fujiwara Takumi's eyes, the July rain that "refused to land" supported by invisible objects in the air, after trembling slightly, fell profusely on the snow like a professional dragon set that played a corpse for decades.

"Above Mount Yotei?! I said, is the direction of this thing really scientific..."

The two looked up in the direction of the knife handle, and they saw the snow-white, towering clouds, and the shape of "Ezo Fuji" Mount Yotei, which is the same as Mount Fuji.

"How can a bus get to a place where a helicopter might not be able to get on it?"

"No, although the direction is this side, if they are not on the top of the mountain...could it be that they are inside the mountain?!"

Withdrawing his sore neck from the Yotei Mountain, which is 1,898 meters above sea level, Araki Sosuke suddenly looked at the snowy ground under his feet suddenly: "Shisuke, are there any crypts, karst caves, etc. near the Yotei Mountain? What kind of car?"

"There are many bear dens in the mountains, but I have never heard of caves of that size..."

Shizuo, who was feeding the jerky dog ​​meat, shook his head, and suddenly remembered something: "However, when you and your tribesmen were engaged in the'Great Development of Hokkaido' more than 150 years ago, they continued to repair it in the mountains. Quite a few tunnels."

"tunnel……"

After carefully recalling the scene that flashed in his mind, Sosuke Araki clapped his hands abruptly: "Yes, the place I saw may be a tunnel in the mountain!"

"Tunnel... City Assistant, where are we now?"

Inspired by the inspiration, Takumi Fujiwara took out a roll of Hokkaido map from his backpack, spread it out on the snow, and looked at it carefully.

"Here? The nearest tunnel nearby should be...wait..."

However, after determining his location, he found something extremely embarrassing: "The nearest tunnel is also twenty kilometers away?!"

"It looks like this from the map... But I heard from the patriarch that the place where the'Xiong Mountain' and the'Female Mountain' bordered had a tunnel built a hundred years ago, but it was abandoned after a few decades... "

"At that time, we had a branch village at the foot of the mountain. Later, due to road planning problems, we were forced to move back to the center of the lake, so I can't remember it wrong."

The city assistant, who squatted by his side and looked at the map carefully, kept walking on the map with rough fingers: "Probably in this area, but now the snow-covered mountain, the tunnel and the connecting road have long been abandoned. For decades, I could not determine the specific location."

"Is it near this location? It looks really close. After crossing this snow slope, it should be there..."

Araki Sosuke checked carefully and found that the location of the city assistant's instructions seemed to be not far away from the three of them.

"Innocent, haven't you heard the saying that Wangshan ran to death? If it involves the internal structure of the mountain, you can't just look at the flat terrain..."

"what?"

Fujiwara Takumi on the side didn't know when he had one-handed pockets, and he looked at the two handsomely, and smiled coldly: "If you think of July Rain as some anti-human'task pointer' in the game, it will only point you directly to the tunnel. As for the little bird wanderer inside, we can’t find the tunnel entrance until we follow the directions, and we will spin around outside, exhausting our lives..."

"Then what do you mean?"

Holding the sunglasses lightly, his face was reflected by the snow, bursting with a dazzling light that people can't look directly at: "Huh, the layman exits the field, then, let's leave it to the expert..."

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