I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Under the resentful snow flying, Goryokaku, which constantly releases resentment, is like a black pentagram on the earth.

A warrior with a dark body and a sword and a spear is distributed in an orderly manner at the three gates of Goryokaku, five sharp corners and other defensive positions.

"Enclose it, enclose it, the bird in the cage."

The childish, low-pitched, no-ups and downs of nursery rhymes are echoing melodiously over this pentagram-shaped fortress.

Under the cherry blossom trees surrounding the "Pentagram", countless black figures arranged in square arrays are quietly fighting with a series of ghostly and petite girl dolls.

"When will you come out, in the dark night of dawn"

Although these dolls are fast and have sharp hands and feet that can easily cut the spirit body, they are not the opponents of these resentful warriors with tacit cooperation and extraordinary swordsmanship when it comes to fighting head-on.

However, every time at the critical moment of the confrontation, there will be all-pervasive slender black hair, winding up along the body of the resentful warrior, and deadlocking their movements...

It only takes a moment of pause, and they will be cut to pieces by the crowd of dolls passing by.

"The white crane and the tortoise slip and fall, who is right behind?"

Seen from above, this dark, sea-like, endlessly cut hair has covered the entire grassland outside Goryokaku, sheltering these petite dolls, and most of the resentful warriors who want to march outside the city Turned into a caged bird...

And the center point of the spread of the hair is located on the arch bridge across the southern moat.

"Be careful, a team came over at three o'clock and shot!!!"

"Boom boom boom!"

On the bridge, Sun Luosi is leading dozens of team members to stop the resentful warrior who is trying to step on the bridge with black hair from outside the city.

"hiss……"

After a black bullet shot by a wraith warrior penetrated his abdomen, Sen Luosi snorted and fell to his knees.

"Deputy Captain, how are you?!"

"Don't worry about me, how about the ammunition reserves?!"

He opened his robe and saw that a large hole had been corroded in the spiritual detective protective clothing on the inside, exposing the dark skin underneath.

"According to the current consumption situation, it can last for about 20 minutes!"

"Tsk, these guys can't be killed no matter how they are killed... shoot with precision, don't hurt the puppet!"

"Yes!"

Regardless of his injuries, Sun Luosi simply sat on the ground and continued to shoot at the approaching Wraith Warrior with his gun.

Whenever a wraith warrior dissipated under the attack of dolls or spiritual power bullets, under the dense cherry trees along the moat, a brand-new dark figure would break out of the ground and go into battle again.

And those petite dolls, as long as they are not completely cut into pieces, their damaged hands, feet and body will slowly recover under the snow.

Immortal dolls and endless warriors fought endlessly on the periphery of Goryokaku, like an endless purgatory that never reincarnated.

"Idiot uncles, if you want to go now, I can help you to open a way..."

Looking closely, behind a group of players stood a petite doll with a black floral kimono and a ceramic face.

The strange black hair that blocked the entire Goryokaku was constantly wriggling from her head and spreading along the ground...

"If I wait for the other two'watching' guys in the city to start, I won't be able to control you... A Ju warned with a serious expression."

It was at the critical moment that he appeared in the hands of Soji Okita and rescued Mori Luosi and his entourage from Japan's popular horror doll, "Aju Humanoid".

"Although it is not clear why Miss Aju wants to save us... but no matter what, we can't abandon you now!"

"Yes, although I hate the existence of resentful spirits the most in my life, I will never be a person who is greedy for life, fear of death, or ungrateful!"

"Moreover, if you don't get rid of the guys in this city...There should be nowhere to escape in Hokkaido right now, right?"

The team members who stood against her still focused on aiming and shooting, with no intention of retreating.

"Little girl Aju, chatting while competing with others, but it's very rude behavior..."

Behind the black-haired blocked city gate, the cold voice of a young man rang.

"It seems that we have to show some real skills."

The sharp knife light passed by, and the thick black hair that was blocking the city gate broke one after another, breaking a gap.

"How about this stab of one trick?"

The swift and beautiful young man with a bright smile, swept out with the light of the sword, holding a rapier and swept toward everyone's necks...

"Remember, if you take the first class like you, you have a natural flow of mind, so is Soujiro Okita!"

It is the ghost who cuts people like mowing while talking and laughing, Souji Okita!

"Brother Yongji said when he left that Aju is no longer a little girl..."

The thick and long hair on both sides swept like a wave and turned into a huge "X", which directly tied and threw the Okita Soji who had just appeared back into the city...

"A Ju grows up and is an adult who is as responsible and able to take care of herself and others as Yongji... A Ju said with an angry expression."

Under the expressionless gaze of "Aju Humanoid", the wide gate was once again blocked by black hair.

"Hey, this little girl has a stubborn temper!"

Behind the city gate, Chief Okita swung his sword to cut off the endless black hair on his body, and his crescent-like eyes twitched slightly.

I can't remember that after this is the first time he broke through, he was blocked from the city gate by this inexhaustible long, flexible hair.

"Hehehe, Soujirou, you have been ill in Ueki House for 150 years, your ‘Chrysanthemum-one-character-no-zong’ is so rusty that you can’t cut your little girl’s hair?"

Behind him, the tall and burly Kondo, with his arms folded in his sleeves, looked at the thick long hair at the gate with interest.

"Suck, hair, not ordinary hair... little girl, not an ordinary girl... The chrysanthemum is a literary sect, and it is not the same as the chrysanthemum in the past..."

As Okita General's sight condensed, the endless, slowly wriggling black hair was infinitely enlarged in his sight, turning into a solid ghost power!

"This fake, simulated from memory and resentment, is really not as good as the real thing... I knew I would use it today, so I wouldn't let Yamazaki send the kid back."

Soji Okita glanced at the dark and slender Tachi in his hand, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"Besides, my ‘Chrysanthemum-one-character-zong’, obviously, together with Mr. Kondo, your ‘Naga Zeng Mihu Toru’ a total of fifty taels of ‘stolen goods’ bought from the knife house?"

"Damn it, that matter, you can't say it until you die! Don't waste time, let me help you deal with this annoying little girl..."

A simple Wakasa with a blade of about half a foot in length was unsheathed from Kondo's broad sleeves.

"No need, facing an unarmed little girl, she was bullying too much and not in line with Bushido. Mr. Kondo, you and Mr. Tokata don't care about me..."

Mr. Okita shook his head, and the slender "Chrysanthemum One Character Zong" in his hand twisted and waved like a reflection in the water, turning it into a simple sword about two feet four inches long with a broken tip.

"I will get rid of this soon and come to join you."

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