I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"This, this light is..."

The "Number Two" has not had time to react, the brilliant and dazzling golden light of chrysanthemum pattern has suddenly bloomed from the gaps in the "Snow Maiden"!

"Takumi·Cure Burst!"

With the young man’s passionate and ambiguous sound of curses, the pitch-black "Snow Maiden" is like a popsicle put in an oven, completely collapsed and melted...

"Impossible, after receiving such a severe injury, you should have died completely!"

In the thick white air that was transpiring upward, a thin and thin figure with a strange posture slowly appeared in the eyes of "No. 2"...

"Light is the hope of being inherited..."

It is Fujiwara Takumi, whose legs are close together, his hands are spread on both sides, and his body is surging with golden light, which makes people unable to look directly at him in various senses!

Through the clothes on his body, he can vaguely see the intact, smooth and delicate skin underneath!

"I want to live, pass the light!"

Shrouded by the golden light spreading out of Fujiwara Takumi's body, not only the dark ice bound to the Samurai and Ichisuke of the Warring States Period dissolved, but even the scars on the body surface began to heal rapidly.

"I am no longer confused now."

Muttering inexplicable words from Zhongji, Fujiwara Takumi's face was flushed, a horse stepped forward, his hands crossed into a "cross" on his chest...

"The past cannot be changed, and the future may still be changed!"

Although the expression is a bit shy, this silky smooth, handy movement seems to have gone through thousands of tempers and is deeply engraved in every cell of his.

"Huh? What are you talking about, is your brain frozen?"

Although the other party's posture and lines are like those of middle two with cerebral palsy, the supernatural power that bursts out and melts the dark ice can't be faked.

The second ship subconsciously danced its ice wings and rose rapidly into the air...

"Light is the power of fetters!"

Fujiwara Takumi calmly raised his elbow, and the hot golden light gathered on his left arm...

"Takumi Hellfire."

In the next second, he punched the white-robed man who was going away in the air!

"BIU!"

The stout golden light beam pierced out instantly, piercing the chest of "No. 2" without warning, and even the snow cloud above the head was pierced into a hollow...

"Uh ah ah ah!"

Suffering severe damage, "Number Two" fell like a kite with a broken line, head down to the ground...

"Is it over? It's really a way to die without any sense of art... However, that thing has been completed, it can be regarded as..."

Seeing the ground getting closer and closer, he couldn't afford a trace of strength, but his heart was as quiet as ice and snow.

"Sangoro!"

The tall city helper roared out of the wind and snow...

"Roar!!!!"

I saw that his arms and muscles were soaring, and the corners of his mouth were showing animal teeth, and he had once again entered the state of "Bear Spirit Shelter"!

The "Two" that fell in the air was picked up by him.

"Crack!!!"

After being hit by a strong inertial force, Shizuo's feet were deeply smashed into the snow, and the number two hitting his "steel arm", there was also a sound of bone cracking in his body...

"Sangoro...you..."

As the mask was torn apart, what appeared to the city helper was a face with skinny, deep facial features, pale complexion, and even the blue blood vessels under the skin.

"What happened to you?"

In the memory of the city help, the dark-skinned, handsome, sunny Ainu man with a clear smile on the shore of Lake Toya has long been obliterated by the whirling world and has become a picture frozen in memory forever.

"If you want to borrow divine power, you must bear its power...Hey, is this the power of the gods..."

Ignoring the city helper in front of him, he turned his head away from Sangoro, and looked at the chrysanthemum-patterned and golden-covered Fujiwara Takumi with his dim pupils, and asked in a low voice, "What is this trick called?"

At this moment, the "source of divine power" in his body had been damaged by the trick just now, his chest was burned and a terrible cavity was burned, and a few ribs were also broken. Not to mention manipulating the wind and snow, even moving his fingers was difficult.

"This trick is the "Fujiwara State" that you can only use what you want if you believe 100% of what you think in your heart! "

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, the earth began to vibrate violently.

"Um?"

Fujiwara Takumi, who had two pupils like a chrysanthemum, suddenly raised his head and looked straight at the top of Mount Yotei.

Thick black smoke is simultaneously emerging from the peaks of Mount Yotei and Mount Horojiri...

A black snowflake quietly descended from the cloud.

"Hehehehe...it's a pity... the time for the devil has passed, the snow of resentment has come, and the inverse pentagram representing destruction has been completely activated..."

Perceiving the movement, Sangoro turned his head weakly, focusing on the waist of Mount Yotei.

"Just like the fate of that bus, no one can prevent this land from being reborn in destruction!"

There, a hill-like cassock hangs, lying motionless at the foot of the mountain...

"The ultimate winner is still me!"

And the speeding bus has disappeared in the dense forest on the top of the mountain.

"Humph."

Following the cold snort of Fujiwara Takumi, a group of golden lights lit up on the charred hollow in the chest of "Two"...

"Why are you……"

Seeing the granulation squirming in his chest and the wound healed, No.2 looked at the god son beside him with some surprise.

"Just as you think you can't be saved... I want you to live and verify with your own eyes..."

Standing still Takumi Fujiwara, his figure was gradually obscured by the golden light who couldn't look directly at it...

"Whether it is the bus or the world, we will guard it!"

The voice is still there, and people are nowhere to be found.

...

Mount Yotei, the 9th station.

The summit, which is 1,898 meters above sea level, covered with snow all the year round, is sinking into heavy snow clouds and raging winds at this time.

Due to the weather, the ropeway up and down the mountain has long been suspended, and there will be no tourists able to hike up the mountain in such a snowstorm.

"Da...DaDa...DaDa..."

On the smooth ice road up from the foot of the mountain, the bus wrapped in solid ice is advancing rapidly under the support of several thick ice-carved horseshoes.

"Mr. Araki, there is fog all around, and you can't see anything..."

On the top of the bus, Yu Mayumi Kotori poked his head out from the safety exit. While looking at the surrounding situation, he tried to communicate with someone under the mountain through the "connection" in his mind.

"However, the angle of going up the mountain has slowed down, and we should be close to the top of the mountain!"

The only thing that caught the eye was the violent blizzard of black and white, and the gloomy masses of ice and fog.

"Wait, this snow seems to be black?"

"Uuuuu...is it time to care about those...we are dead..."

"It's over, it's over... It's better to jump from above, maybe there is still a glimmer of life..."

"If you jump out at this speed, you will freeze to death if you fall on the top of a mountain!"

Inside the car, a group of teachers and students had been huddled together because of the sub-zero temperature on the top of the mountain, shivering in the curtains and spare clothing packages on the car.

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