I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Assamite..."

Higashino Xinghei, who was not wearing any clothes, walked step by step in the endless desert under the scorching sun.

Directly in front of him was a ruin covered in yellow sand.

"Assamite..."

Several flying yellow sands turned into figures whispering in his ears.

"who are you……"

Higashino Xinghei's dull eyes watched these figures with different expressions appearing on both sides of his path.

As if waiting for the monarch to return to the castle's subjects.

"We... are Assamite... the seekers of the primordial blood, the assassins of the far east, the terminators of the holy war..."

"Then...what does it have to do with me..."

Higashino Xinghei interrupted the other party's whisper indifferently, and continued to walk towards the depths of the ruins.

"Since you inherit the last blood of our family... you should inherit the memory of our family, return to the original place, and continue the road to heaven..."

Those figures turned into yellow sand again, frantically pouring into Higashino Kohei's body.

"Tsk tsk, you gods and monsters can only be turned into a handful of yellow sand in the end..."

Sensing countless memory fragments trying to drill into his mind, Higashino Kohei immediately covered his head in pain and wailed.

"Death is not the end, it will only make Assamite stronger..."

The words next to his ear reminded him of the scene before his death...

Kazuo Amado's slit throat moved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could only watch in despair.

"Inherit your memories, yes! Just tell me..."

Higashino Kohei had a cruel smile on his face.

"How to kill those monsters that shouldn't belong to this world like Kazuo Amado, you, and me..."

"As you wish, there is no monster that cannot be killed in front of the Assamite family."

Following these words, the collective memory engraved in the blood of the Assamite clan flooded into his mind frantically.

"Hoo... ph... ph..."

Higashino Kohei was panting heavily with sweat all over his body, and turned over from the back seat of the car.

Outside the window, the heavy rain that fell at an unknown time was slamming on the window.

"This is... Ryoma's car? So, those two guys..."

After looking at his intact body and the surrounding environment, he was slightly taken aback.

He who "resurrected from the dead" felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he could even feel the blood in his blood vessels surging powerfully.

Immediately, his nose shrugged slightly, and a special smell of blood poured into his nostrils.

"Tento... Kazuo!!"

The owner who smelled the bloody smell, Higashino Kohei opened the car door roughly, and rushed out unscathed.

Once the blood target is locked by the Assamites, they will never die...

...

When Sousuke Araki and Ryoma Nizai straightened the stockings on their faces and rushed out of the warehouse, Kazuo Amado had already disappeared into the rain.

Intensive sirens sounded from the bridge.

The two looked around and saw police cars driving towards this side.

It must have been the gunshots on the pier that alerted the police.

"hateful……"

Sousuke Araki scanned the dark pier unwillingly, as if he wanted to search for Kazuo Amado.

"Don't look, first find a way to get Xingping away..."

Two days ago, Ryoma grabbed him and ran towards the parking lot against the heavy rain.

The two of them can think of a way based on their identities as policemen and informants, but if Higashino Xinghei falls into the hands of the police, they may never be able to figure it out for the rest of their lives.

"...where are people?"

"I obviously put him in the back seat?!"

However, when the two ran to the car, all they were left with was an empty classic car.

The open, slightly shaking car door seemed to be mocking them silently.

...

"It will be troublesome if you get caught by the police...Ginji, this guy, he probably won't die if he stays there..."

In the Mercedes SUV, a delirious Kazuo Amado started the engine.

In his sight, there were countless pale and shabby figures standing in front of the vehicle, looking at him quietly, as if they wanted to stop him from leaving.

"You bastards, wait until I find the president... regain the 'divine power'..."

After being hit hard by the man wearing stockings just now, he could no longer sense the "divine power" in his body, and was directly tortured to the point of collapse by the burning pain in his heart and the phantoms of the dead.

With his heavy foot on the gas pedal, the off-road vehicle ejected with wild speed.

Then, a naked figure suddenly appeared on the road ahead of the off-road vehicle.

"Cerberus? You have also become a dead ghost, do you want to hinder me? Then, die again for me..."

Seeing the appearance of the man in front through the headlights of the car, Kazuo Amado smiled cruelly and pushed the accelerator to the bottom.

Seeing the off-road vehicle crashing towards him, Higashino Xinghei moved a step aside sensitively.

At that time, the off-road vehicle with a speed of more than 120KM passed him in an instant.

Just before Kazuo Amado had time to show regret on his face, Kohei Higashino moved.

His not-so-sturdy arms pierced and retracted like a spear at the moment when people and vehicles passed by.

"Crackling."

The window of the cab was directly smashed.

The off-road vehicle hit the wall in front of it like a headless chicken, and immediately burst into flames.

"how……"

Higashino Xinghei, who stayed where he was, was holding a blood man at some point.

"……possible!!!"

It was Kazuo Tento who was covered in blood and glass slag.

Higashino Xinghei pulled him out of the car window at the moment when he passed by at such a high speed.

As a result of being hit by broken glass and the door frame, Kazuo Amado had multiple fractures and cuts on his body, like a rag bag.

Having lost his "divine power" and his hungry ghosts, he naturally couldn't recover as quickly as before.

What's more, the flame that repeatedly burned his heart, which seemed to be never extinguished, brought him constant mental torture.

"You guy ... to die, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ..."

Enduring the pain of his body and mind, Kazuo Amado took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed towards Higashino Kohei.

"Crack."

Before Kazuo Amado finished speaking, the hand holding the dagger was completely turned backwards, making the sound of bone breaking.

And that dagger pierced into his own body along with the turned arm.

Not paying attention to the flames that exploded behind him, Higashino Kohei raised Kazuo Tento high in front of him with one arm, with an innocent smile on the corner of his mouth.

That smile was the same as when he tasted the beauty of love on his first date with Lizi.

"...give me...a...happy..."

The dying Kazuo Tento showed a look of despair.

The face reflected in the puddles on the ground had an unusually familiar expression.

Because, there were countless people who showed the same expression in front of him.