I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Kenta Oishi..."

In the interrogation room, Takecha Iwata checked Oda Kenta's physical signs, and shook his head at the one-way glass with a livid face.

"'That guy', 'that door'... What secrets are hidden in the Tibetan apartment?"

Looking at Kenta Oda who died with a relieved smile, Mochizuki Ayano felt a chill down her spine.

That pale and dilapidated apartment, in her heart at this moment, has become as horrible as hell.

"Chairman, Sousuke Araki has been waiting in the reception room next door for more than an hour, and even came to complain a few times in the middle."

"Sousuke Araki..."

When Oda Kenta's body was carried away on a stretcher, Mochizuki Ayano remembered that she seemed to have "dated someone".

"Okay, everyone has worked hard, let's rest today."

After arranging the finishing work, she frowned and walked towards the reception room at the end of the corridor.

Standing in front of the reception room door, Mochizuki Ayano's hands froze, with a complex expression on her face.

Oishi Kenta's experience still impacts her heart, leaving her mind blank.

Although it was for the matter of "Ghost Rider", I called someone over privately to "informally" confirm the situation...

However, after Kenta Oishi's death, the man in the reception room has officially become the only resident of the Kuramae apartment, and is also the only clue.

Is it because he moved in just after the end of the "exchanging killing game" that he has lived in a safe and sound place, or is he also the same as Kenta Oishi...

Ghost Rider, Kuramae Apartment, Nagoya Port, Minami Honmoku Wharf...

The unfinished details and unresolved mysteries of one incident after another flooded into her mind chaotically, as if putting on a confusing mask for Sousuke Araki.

What kind of role does this guy play in it?

The inner rationality told Mochizuki Ayano that he should immediately cancel Araki Sousuke's bail, put him in the interrogation room again, and conduct a detailed investigation.

However, after hesitating again and again, she chose to push the door in and have a chat with the other party first.

Although this low-level guy has various shortcomings, there is only one thing Mochizuki Ayano can be sure of.

He's definitely, not a bad guy.

"Araki... I have something to do..."

In the empty reception room, there was no sign of Sousuke Araki.

"...Where are people?!"

On the table, the Ichiran ramen for two from the front hall has been eaten up, leaving only two empty bowls with the words "この一渠が最高の喜びです" (This drop is the supreme joy)" end.

"Damn it, how dare you even take my share of ramen... No, I'm careless. Could it be that this guy ran away after finding out about Dong Chuang's incident? He should have already arrived at Yokohama Port to smuggle to Somalia. I really shouldn't believe him... "

While thinking about it, feeling that his cheap trust in Araki Sousuke was broken, Mochizuki Ayano went back to the corridor and looked around.

In the dead of night, after most of the agents got off work, the corridors of the ninth class were dark and silent, only a few offices were still lit.

However, for Mochizuki Ayano, who often works late at night, such a scene is as familiar as her own home.

Just when Mochizuki Ayano was hesitating whether to call that guy first or issue a wanted warrant directly, a gust of wind blew in through the crack of the door.

"Kashin has the wind name Kamaitachi..."

A hoarse song was blowing, and the invisible breeze passed through the corridor, rushing towards Mochizuki Ayano who was looking around.

"... There are three knives in the wind."

Feeling the flow of air and the unknown killing intent, Mochizuki Ayano turned her head instinctively...

In the picture read from the "memory", a man in a black robe and a mask was holding two knives, running towards him from not far from the corridor.

It was the black-robed man who had sneaked up on him on the pier.

On the face of the other party, she was wearing the white mask that she had painstakingly investigated recently.

Resentment, [Gap Woman's Mask].

"……It's you!"

The golden flames condensed by pupil power exploded not far in front of Mochizuki Ayano.

【Hundred Eyes Art · Flame】

Unexpectedly, the other party turned his attention to him, and was so bold that he went directly to the police station to attack.

According to the "remnant appearance" that the man left in his memory, Mochizuki Ayano dodged the breeze with an extremely soft backflip, detonating a flame again.

This spiritually powered flame is extremely effective against spirit bodies.

But for the existence of "half-demon" with human blood, it can't cause much harm.

Mochizuki Ayano subconsciously touched her waist with both hands, but found nothing.

On her own turf, she wasn't in the habit of hanging two heavy and intrusive pistols around her belt.

"Hiding well, although there seems to be a delay, but you really...even I who wear this thing can see..."

The flames were extinguished, and a man wrapped in a black robe appeared, speaking in a hoarse voice.

The Chief Assassin of Aum Shinrikai, "Number Four".

"who are you……"

Before he finished speaking, Mochizuki Ayano suddenly had several tiny scars on the cuff of his left hand.

"...When did you not escape completely?"

Looking at the several small wounds on her hands that appeared at unknown times, without blood flow, and without pain, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

"Chairman, what's the matter?"

At the same time, alarmed by the sound, an agent on duty came into the corridor.

Seeing the man in black robe with a strange appearance, he subconsciously took out a pistol.

"Be careful, get out of the way!!!"

Just as Mochizuki Ayano's warning sounded, "Number Four" had already turned into a deadly breeze and hit the agent.

As the breeze blew, the detective fell to the ground as if he had lost control of his body.

In Mochizuki Ayano's desperate eyes, a deep knife mark appeared on the detective's throat, which made him unable to breathe, and could only cover his neck and howl silently.

"You don't have to worry about who I am, you just have to blame yourself for seeing people you shouldn't see, checking things you shouldn't..."

Ignoring the detectives behind him, "No. 4" appeared, walked slowly towards Ayano Mochizuki, and stretched out his hand to the mask on his face.

"Let me grant you to die painlessly and in the greatest joy."

"not good……"

Seeing the opponent's actions, Mochizuki Ayano frowned.

According to Siena's previous encounters in the warehouse and the characteristics of the Gap Girl, if the opponent uses this grievance head-on, very bad things are likely to happen.

It's so bad that even the "Arsenal of Holy Light" can't confront this person head-on.

Therefore, Mochizuki Ayano did not hesitate to use the flame of the pupil technique to cover again, turned around and ran towards the inside of the corridor.

"A futile move..."

"No. 4"'s hand on the mask eased, and it turned into an invisible breeze again, blowing away in the direction of her escape.