I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"What happened, what happened, the money will be deducted..."

Araki Sousuke staggered to park the car, carried the "goods" in his hand, and hurried to the door of the apartment in front of him.

After he was assigned the order and received the "goods" just now, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he felt a prehistoric force constantly impacting from within.

By the time he found a toilet to finish, the remaining delivery time for the order was less than ten minutes.

If the delivery is overtime, it will be deducted for bad reviews.

Under the crisis, he used a taboo riding position, ran through several red lights with a fake license plate, and arrived at the target location at the last moment.

"Let me see, it's the sixth floor, right..."

Arriving at the elevator room, Araki Sousuke glanced at the floor indicator light of the only elevator.

The elevator stopped at the sixth floor at the moment.

After waiting for about twenty seconds, the elevator did not intend to move down at all.

Thinking of the horrible expression of the guest upstairs who lived in a high-end apartment and ordered a luxurious bento, and encountered overtime delivery service, and the subsequent bad reviews and even complaints...

Immediately in his mind, he was expelled from the former building, had no money to pay for property, utilities, etc. at the end of the month, took risks and set foot on the road of crime, went to jail, and ten years later, his friends came to welcome him to be released from prison...

"It's too late, let's take the stairs."

Carrying a large bag of luxurious bento, Araki Sousuke walked towards the stairwell without hesitation.

"Is the property management of this high-end apartment so stingy?"

In the dark and unlit stairwell, there are quite a few residents walking, and it seems that no one is willing to wait for the elevator.

However, these people walked too slowly.

Looking at the phone, there are 5 minutes left before the time limit.

"Sorry...excuse me...I'm in a hurry..."

Time was running out, and Araki Sousuke didn't care about so many etiquettes anymore. Relying on his physical strength, he roughly pushed the people on the stairs away and climbed up three steps at a time.

The people pushed aside by him didn't seem to be annoyed. Instead, they stood where they were, and let him go first with folded hands.

Residents of high-end apartments are of high quality.

But the higher you go, the more people there are.

A group of residents, men, women and children were climbing the stairs, making the narrow stairs very crowded.

Araki Sousuke faintly felt something was wrong.

Could it be...

The elevator that seemed to be on the sixth floor was actually broken.

Then everyone who came home from get off work or went out for a walk could only huddle together and climb the stairs to go home.

Or is it that the stair-climbing exercise recommended by an artist surnamed Jin in the recent variety show "My Ghost Child" in a neighboring country has become popular in Japan?

No matter what, I'm in a hurry, so let's squeeze together and exercise together.

Facing the big crisis in his life, Araki Sousuke put his high-end bento on his chest and squeezed his head into the crowd.

Countless "men, women, old and young" who were pushed away by him immediately stopped on the steps, clasped their hands together with a smile on their faces, and signaled him to go first.

The stairwell, which was originally as dark as an abyss, seemed to be covered with a layer of holy fluorescence.

...

"There seems to be a lot of resentful spirits in the inner floor of this apartment..."

Just after the "strong" rider entered the apartment, Kobo and Kukai, who were wearing black robes and bamboo hats and looked scarier than ghosts, carefully stepped into the door of the apartment.

Since the elevator stopped on the sixth floor, the two could only move towards the stairwell.

"Since the benefactor has gone up, let's go down... The resentment below is even stronger... The key to cracking this place should be downstairs."

Stepping into the stairwell, Kukai turned his head to look at the stairs leading to the "underground".

There, he could "see" what seemed to be an endless stream of resentment pouring up the apartment.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

Saying this, Kukai tremblingly walked down the stairs.

It looks like an endless "well"-shaped stairwell, looking down from between the escalators, it seems to be burning with a cold flame.

Several earth-bound spirits with strange dead shapes kept climbing up the escalator below.

"Amitabha... thousands of worlds, including lands, there may be hells or no hells, there may be Buddha Dharma or no Buddha Dharma, even shravakas and pratyekabuddhas.

Kukai chanted sutras in a low voice, turning a blind eye to those earth-bound spirits, and walked slowly towards the bottom of the stairs.

Hongfa also followed closely, reciting Buddhist scriptures silently.

With the two of them as the center, the magnificent Buddha's light spread towards the surroundings, and the earth-bound spirits poured out from the stairs, and they dissipated as soon as they were touched.

It is the duty of Buddhism to save the dead.

The two chanted the Buddhist scriptures like this, and kept walking down the stairs.

On each floor, the two would search along the corridors.

This is located on the "underground" floor, and each floor is generally the same.

Those endless earth-bound spirits poured out from the room in the corridor and rushed into the stairwell.

It was as if something upstairs was calling them.

"What a poisonous method... This apartment actually binds these earth-bound spirits in the illusory corridor, repeating the trajectory of their previous lives... You can't die, you don't know life, you can't escape forever..."

After going down several floors in a row, Hongfa's frown became tighter and tighter.

After practicing Tianyan for many years, he naturally saw that these earth-bound spirits could be "resurrected" from the rooms in the corridor.

Only then did the endless battles appear.

...

The door of room 604.

In the golden flames, the earthbound spirits struggled and turned into fly ash.

There is no sign of the Earth Binding Spirit in the corridor for the time being.

"Hoo...hoo..."

Mochizuki Ayano, who was standing at the door of the room, gasped heavily, but did not let down her vigilance.

The pupil of her left eye has completely turned into gold, and the white part of her eye has turned into blood due to congestion.

She also threw the pair of silver guns in the corner because they ran out of bullets.

After finding that there was no way to go on the first floor, the three of them were unwilling to continue down the seemingly endless stairs where the earth binding spirits kept pouring out.

The total number of earthbound spirits is only a few dozen.

However, whenever the two joined hands to clean up the ground-bound spirits, within a few minutes, those ground-bound spirits would climb up from the bottom of the seemingly endless stairs as if they could not be killed.

It seems that the eighteen floors of hell are really connected under the stairs, and even the resentful spirits can keep returning.

Chased by the earth binding spirit who was constantly "resurrecting from the dead", the three fought and retreated, and were forced back to the door of room 604 without knowing it.

Going back to the original starting point, Kotoriyu Miko's spiritual power is close to exhaustion, Mochizuki Ayano has run out of bullets, and the Hundred Eyes Art has reached its limit due to multiple activations.

At the end of the road, Gu Yuansha, whose emotions were already on the verge of collapse, seemed to have reached the limit of his endurance, and wanted to jump out of the window again.

Then she was stunned by Mochizuki Ayano decisively with a hand knife, and she was helped to the sofa by Kotori Yumayumi.

"Okay, come in."

Standing at the door of Room 604, Kotori Yumasumi called out.

At this moment, she had pasted several talisman papers on the door frame of the room.