I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Ginji, the 'Weasel Power' of 'Number 4' is very restraining him, hurry up and join forces..."

Kazuo Amado, who followed behind and ran up the platform, called out to Ginji Matsumoto, who put away his swords and stood with his hands behind his back.

Kamaitachi is a monster that exists in the wind in the local legend of Koshinetsu. Some say it looks like a weasel, and some say it is composed of three brothers.

Kamaitachi moves very quickly, and there are three "knives" hidden in the whirlwind it turns into. The first knife trips people, the second knife cuts people open, and the third knife smears people with a painless plaster.

Therefore, people who are blown by the sickle weasel's wind will fall down inexplicably, and will be cut into pieces before they feel the pain in time.

The "No. 4" member of the Aum Shinrikai has a rather mysterious origin. He is the number one assassin under the chairman's command. It is said that he has taken the "miraculous thing" from Kamaitachi more than 20 times.

"I said Kazuo..."

Ginji Matsumoto grinned slightly, as if there was a real murderous intent in his eyes, Kazuo Tento's words were instantly choked back.

"Did you make a mistake... What I promised was to protect your life..."

Previously, he tried his best to hold back Siena, just to prevent Kazuo Tento from dying under the powerful firepower of the opponent. Now that someone is taking over, he will naturally not make another move.

...

"Assamite..."

The quaint voice rang in my ears.

Higashino Kohei, who was shattered into flesh and blood above the container, suddenly opened his eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes filled with red light, devoid of any reason or emotion.

"Boom..."

"Bang bang..."

The heart that had stopped beating, which was exposed in the flesh and blood, began to beat vigorously again.

Immediately, blood from his "whole body" poured into his head, and his eyes were flooded with blood.

Under the container, the hungry ghosts who were chewing and nibbling each other suddenly froze.

"Bang bang bang..."

Their hearts beat together with Higashino Kohei's heart, gradually moving towards the same rhythm.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Like tight drumbeats, the uniform, faster and faster heartbeats stopped abruptly after reaching a certain critical point.

"puff……"

Several hearts burst open at the same time.

All the blood in the bodies of the hungry ghosts, as well as in the field, suddenly gushed out like life, and slowly gathered in the same direction.

A violent and invisible attraction, centered on Higashino Kohei, slowly condensed the surging blood into the body.

Around him, the flesh and blood and hungry ghosts that had lost their blood turned into the mask-like stone sculptures before, and then scattered into a piece of white gravel.

And Higashino Kohei's shattered body, wrapped in plasma, gathered into a human form again.

...

"Ugh, it's so dark..."

"Don't block the door, go in quickly!"

Two men, who covered their heads with thick black stockings and exposed their eyes and noses through the holes they picked out randomly, looked like bank robbers. came in.

"It's too quiet here... By the way, the stockings you bought are too thick, you can't breathe at all..."

The warehouse where hundreds of ruthless characters were clearly gathered before, is now as quiet as a grave.

"Stop talking nonsense, I've never bought silk stockings before, who knows what kind of winter style these things are... You won't make the holes in stockings bigger..."

The interior of the warehouse, which had been stained red with blood, was as dry as if it had just undergone a deep cleaning.

"With such a strong smell of blood, those guys have already died... Xingping won't also..."

"Bah... say something auspicious..."

The two maintained a wretched posture one behind the other, tiptoeing around under the cover of the container, looking for something.

It was Araki Sousuke and Nizen Ryoma who drove across the bridge after seeing Higashino Kohei and Siena climbing to the top of the warehouse from the opposite building.

On the way here, they had informed Mochizuki Ayano who was looking around for Siena.

However, the other party was in Tokyo. Although the local police station had been mobilized for support, it was still far from being able to solve the near fire.

In desperation, the two had no choice but to buy a pair of silk stockings under the strange eyes of the convenience store clerk downstairs, put them on their heads, and rushed over.

"Xinghei... are you there?"

Although the warehouse was too dark and his face was covered with a thick layer of black stockings, after getting used to it, Araki Sousuke was still able to see the scene clearly through the dim light of the environment.

"This is……"

Walking to the container at the back of the large truck, a scene that made the two of them tear up appeared in front of them.

"Lucky Ping!!!"

Kohei Higashino, who was unconscious and didn't know what happened to him, was lying under the container with his whole body naked.

With him as the center, a large amount of white sand piled up within a five-meter radius, burying most of his body in it.

"Ahem...what the hell, it smells like burnt..."

Two days ago, Longma trotted forward, planed away the gravel, and checked his condition.

"The heartbeat and breathing are normal... I didn't see any trauma... Did I take off my clothes after being knocked out and buried here? What kind of new gameplay is this? Sand sculpture PLAY?"

At the same time, the sound of gold and iron clashing continuously came from the platform above the second floor.

"You take Xingping to the car first, I'll go up and take a sneak peek..."

"Just as long as Xingping is fine, what else do you want to do if you don't take him away?"

Seeing Sousuke Araki sneaking up the stairs, Ryoma hurriedly called him to stop him.

"'20 Centimeters Per Second' came in together with Xingping... Now that Xingping has fainted, he must be in danger. If he can save one more, it counts as one."

Saying so, Araki Sosuke lowered his body and walked up the stairs.

At the same time, Kazuo Tento heard the movement below and sensed that he had lost all contact with those hungry ghosts. He was walking to the stairs and looked down.

Then, through the moonlight shining from the top of the warehouse, he saw a round... human head wrapped in black stockings.

"What... what... people?"

Kazuo Amado reacted extremely quickly, driving the "power of hunger god" in his body to attack the man who was dressed like a bank robber.

Seeing the black aura seeping into the opponent's body, Kazuo Amado showed a sinister smile.

Then, his smile froze on his face.

Because, the man at the bottom of the stairs did not turn into a hungry ghost as expected, but instead stepped up to him at a faster speed.

"This voice..."

As for Kazuo Amado, Sousuke Araki only met him once in an izakaya more than two months ago. Even if he checked his whereabouts in the past two days, he only remembered the appearance in the photo.

In the darkness, I couldn't see who was in front of me.

But none of this matters.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he heard...

That day on the snowy mountain, it was the voice in front of him that he swore he would never forget when he called him through Yumu Saya's mobile phone.