I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

While running, faint words sounded behind Kengo Yamada like a shadow.

"Do you know that no matter how powerful a person is, they will show a soft and warm side in front of God Empress?"

In the Heiankyo period, it is said that when people walk at night, they often encounter ghosts called "Hou Shen".

They like to hide behind people, whisper softly to create panic, pull people's hair from behind or wrap around people's necks.

"Come on, let me enter your delicate and warm body... and give you the happiest death in the world!! Just like, those guys before..."

"Uh woo... So, have many people died under your military stabbing?"

Running to the end of the alley, Kengo Yamada leaned his back against the wall, pretending to ask questions with great interest, but actually sensed the location of the other party secretly.

He could have jumped over the wall, but the increasing number of scars on his body and the dizziness caused by blood loss made him no longer plan to hide.

"A lot? Hahahaha, so many, I can't even count them!"

It seems that it is rare for someone to talk about it, "Number Nine" laughed maniacally: "Up to now, you so-called righteous exorcists and stupid Metropolitan Police Department still call those guys' deaths 'sewers' Blaster's head on..."

Hearing what the other party said, Yamada Kengo bowed his head in silence, anger flashed in his eyes.

"It's useless to lean against the wall. The game is over..."

With the sound of cement cracking, a pitch-black military thorn pierced the wall behind him, and ran towards a certain place precisely and fiercely.

The man named "Number Nine" who claimed to be "mastering the power of the queen god" was able to appear behind him regardless of obstacles and launch an attack!

"Good time!!! I knew that you were always coveting no matter what..."

This time, Kengo Yamada turned around as if he expected the enemy to take the initiative, and the mahogany sword in his hand met the military thorn head-on.

Under the collision, the electric glow on the mahogany sword, along with his berserk power, passed along the opponent's weapon.

"...Interesting, it seems that you are different from those other guys."

Accompanied by the surprised voice of "Number Nine", a pitch-black diamond-shaped military thorn spun in mid-air and inserted into the ground.

He who has been behind Kengo Yamada, found out...

The tall boy in front of him closed his eyes at some point.

Can't see it, just don't look at it.

In the dark alley, Kengo Yamada slowly turned his body with his eyes closed, and his five senses became more and more acute.

The dark resentment that slowly flowed into the person's body, the stinky blood on the black army thorns, the potato and beef curry stained on the hunting robe, the socks that hadn't been washed for ten days, the underwear that didn't dry out in time after washing... …

Bits of information gradually gathered, and the sense of hearing, smell, touch, intuition, and inspiration greatly amplified by the [Human Face Dog Collar] gradually interweaved in his mind into a multi-dimensional picture that far surpassed vision.

"D!"

A man wrapped in a black robe and wearing a strange mask was holding two diamond-shaped military thorns, floating quietly in mid-air directly facing the back of his head.

The runes on the mask vaguely formed a character "九".

In the silent alley, the two moved at the same time.

Continuous flames and thunder, following the movements of the two, erupted in the darkness!

No matter how Yamada Kengo moves, the man always adjusts his position like a reflection in a mirror, keeping at the back of his head and waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

But Kengo Yamada, who closed his eyes, was like having eyes in the back of his head, always able to stop the opponent's attack just right.

Facing Yamada Kengo's powerful and thunderous sword intent, "Number Nine" seemed to be struggling a bit.

"You are an opponent worth taking seriously..."

The palms of "Number Nine" slowly spread out, and a cloud of black air turned into a pair of big hands, tightly grabbing Yamada Kengo's short hair.

Pulling hair is also one of Houshen's traditional arts.

"This...Jamai..."

For a moment, Kengo Yamada's whole body stiffened as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and because his short hair was pulled to a length long enough to be braided, his entire scalp was twisted backwards, showing a strangely deformed, smiling expression.

"You don't have to struggle anymore. Once your hair is pulled by the 'Hou Shen', it will be over... Before I die, I will tie a beautiful 'smiley face' bun for you."

Feeling that the hair is gradually being pulled tight, and weakly "looking" at the thick black army thorn in the opponent's hand, it is attacking behind him...

The only thing Kengo Yamada can do is to follow the glorious tradition of the kendo club and instinctively contract the gluteus maximus, gluteus medius, gluteus minimus, piriformis, upper and lower twins, obturator internal and external muscles, quadratus femoris...

"Boom."

"Uh..."

There was a huge metal collision sound, accompanied by the scream of "Number Nine".

"Hey...I got you!"

The mahogany sword held by Yamada Kengo has already nailed him to the wall.

The power of thunder gang on the mahogany sword was flowing along his body, paralyzing his whole body, and the "divine power" in his body dissipated instantly.

"You...how could you...my power..."

"Number Nine" spat out blood, ignoring the sense of the rapidly passing power in his body, but his pupils fluttered, and he looked at Kengo Yamada, who was still facing away from him in disbelief.

"……How can it be!!!!"

The pair of military thorns in his hand were distorted in an "L" shape at this moment, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

The opponent's torn trousers revealed a faint metallic color.

"I'm sorry, I learned a lot from a fall... From the first time I encountered those weird wraiths to now, I gradually realized..."

Yamada Kengo turned around and pulled out the mahogany sword, and pasted several talisman papers on the opponent's body with his backhand, blocking the flow of resentment in his body.

"Just stuffing runes here, there, and there isn't enough..."

Under the careful guidance of Mr. Shiben, he used a piece of meteoric iron to customize it according to his body shape in various states. He beat it with his own hands, repeatedly quenched, tempered and then quenched, and was forged according to the ancient method. Yes, 【Tai Chi Bagua Suoyang Meteorite Pants】.

"Boys must learn to protect themselves when they are outside...Wow!"

Pulling out the mahogany sword, ignoring "Number Nine" who was slowly slumping along the wall, Kengo Yamada rubbed his face, turned around and pointed the sword at the entrance of the alley cautiously.

There, at some point, a number of strong male wraiths with gray complexions, bloody buttocks, and naked bodies gathered, staring at "Number Nine" on the wall with hungry and resentful eyes...

"There is an injustice and a debtor, I'm in a hurry...you...have fun..."

Before he finished speaking, Yamada Kengo kicked his feet on both sides of the wall continuously, climbed over the low wall at the end of the alley, turned around and ran.

"hey-hey……"

Seeing Kengo Yamada climbing over the wall, those spirits did not chase after his footsteps, but slowly surrounded "Number Nine" who was lying on the ground...

"You...you can't treat me like this...I'm...the Empress God...ahha...there..."

In the dark alley, the indescribable and tragic croon of "Number Nine" sounded.