I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Here, look."

Gu Yuansa carefully handed over a glass of water, and while patting Tsukage Chikusa's back, opened the phone and put it in front of him.

"Although this video has been deleted from major websites, social media continues to spread wildly in private."

On the mobile phone that Gu Yuansha handed over, there was a fifteen-second video.

In the video, over the pitch-black Taito District, there is a huge dark red door that is slowly closing.

From the photographer's point of view, it should be taken at a distance outside Taito District with some kind of professional equipment.

"Who on earth is able to close..."

Staring blankly at the gate of hell that was slowly closing and turning into nothingness in the video, Tsukage Chikusa left a drop of cold sweat on her forehead.

Only he knows that the resentment and the power of ghosts and gods poured into the gate of hell are dozens of times that of ghosts and gods leveling the gate!

These spirit removers who have been passed down for thousands of years are really not that simple.

"...The astonishing thing is yet to come."

Following Gu Yuansha's words, a small dot dragging thick black air quickly rose vertically from the bottom of the giant gate.

Like fireworks blooming, the dense black mist in the night sky suddenly expanded outwards, turning into a huge blurry figure.

It was an invisible figure similar in size to the gate of hell, but it couldn't be photographed.

Only through the outline of the black mist wrapped in its appearance, one can vaguely recognize that it is a giant with three heads and six arms.

I saw the giant wrapped in the black mist, with a pair of huge arms in front of it stretching and pulling fiercely towards the night sky...

"Pfft... what is this big black guy doing..."

The water that Miku had no time to swallow in Tsukage Chikusa's mouth immediately sprayed all over the girl's phone screen.

The gate of hell, which had been closed and disappeared, was "pulled" back from the night sky by the black giant.

Then, the giant opened the door violently, the figure disappeared in it, and slammed the door hard again...

The crumbling dark red door disappeared again.

Seeing his "work" being so brutally ravaged with his own eyes, he showed a heartbroken expression?

"He, what does he think of the gate of hell, is he very happy?!"

Following Tsukage Chikusa's murmur of unknown meaning, the entire video ends here.

"In private, some people are saying that there is a god who has manifested a spirit and closed the gate of hell. However, regarding the specific identity of that god, there is a fierce debate on the Internet, and countless sects are vying to claim it..."

Unexpectedly, even the existence of the level of gods can't help but make a move, isn't it very dangerous for me...

Thinking of this, Tsukage Chikusa reached out and took the schoolbag at the foot of the bed tremblingly.

Only by holding the only laptop computer he can rely on can he feel more at ease.

"Sorry, can I trouble you to avoid it, I want to check some information, just a few minutes."

He bowed to the girl next to him apologetically and begged.

"Of course, the public secrecy regulations... Moon Shadow-Jun is really a strict person, so I'll take out the garbage and deal with it first."

Giving him a "I understand" look, Gu Yuansha left the ward with a bento box.

Watching Gu Yuansa leave, Tsukage Chikusa turned on the laptop, tremblingly clicked on the game to place the map.

"really……"

Placed on the map, the vortexes originally marked "Gate of Hell" and "Evil God with Gap Eyes" have disappeared without a trace.

"...Wait...this is..."

Tsukage Chikusa's eyes moved to the place on the left side of the map where the value of "Energy" was marked, and he couldn't move anymore.

"Hey...ha...hahahahahahaha...the hateful ruler, the fig leaf between his legs was finally torn off by me..."

His expression changed from dazed to morbid ecstasy.

"It seems that in the bottom of their hearts, the people don't buy the government's rhetoric at all..."

In the game map, the resentment that he had squandered had now risen to a value that exceeded ten times the amount he had accumulated in the past two years.

"This... as long as you try to get some 'power of ghosts and gods', it will be enough to open the gates of hell a few times..."

What's more, that string of numbers, like a soaring stock, is still increasing crazily.

"Wait... What is this extra row of letters?"

On the bottom row of the map, where "G Meme" was originally written, there are a total of 26 letters from A to Z.

Among them, only the number "5" is displayed behind the letter G, and the number behind all other letters is zero.

"The troubled season is approaching. I guess my information has also been registered by the rescue team. Let's stay in hibernation for a while and study it carefully."

Looking at the string of letters with unknown meanings, Tsukage Chikusa rubbed her chin with a playful expression.

...

One month after the events of "Hell's Gate".

Kanagawa Prefecture, Kawasaki City, Heisenji Temple.

A black plaque with the words "Mount King Kong" hangs above the gate of a quaint temple with a black glazed tile roof.

Kawasaki Daishi Temple, founded in the 3rd year of Dazhi, is officially called King Kong Mountain Kinjo-in Heijian Temple. It is one of the three mountains in Kanto. It is famous for "elimination of disasters". temple.

The temple is famous for its Fudaohe Hall, Pharmacist Hall, Sutra Hall, octagonal five-storied pagoda, enshrined five-cobalt pestle, and Tripitaka written on wooden boards.

It is the night of the long month (September), and the heat of summer is gradually fading away. It is the season when Kawasaki City has a pleasant climate and beautiful scenery.

Affected by an incident a month ago, even on weekdays, there was an endless stream of pilgrims who came to the temple to pray for safety and luck.

But when these pilgrims pass through the wide temple gate, they will enter the temple by sticking to the edge of the door crack, with terrified expressions on their faces.

Because, not far from the gate of the temple, a man in a monk's robe was sitting carelessly.

But at eight o'clock in the morning, this man with a stubble face and long golden and black hair hanging messily on his forehead was leaning against the pillar at the entrance of the temple, holding a large bottle of "Fourteen Generations of Longquan Pure Water" with a thin neck and a thick bottle. Rice Dayinjo", pouring it into his mouth one after another.

From the entrance of the shopping street at the gate of the temple, you can smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body.

Although since the Meiji Restoration era promulgated the "Meat Eating Wife's Belt Lifting Ban", Japanese monks are the same as ordinary people. They can grow hair, marry wives, have children, eat wine and meat, and no longer need to be serious ascetics.

Today, in the name of "promoting Buddhism" and wearing "Zen-like" clothes, Japanese monks open bars, software companies, and entertainers, and there are not a few of them who make a lot of money.

However, at the Kawasaki Daishi Temple, which upholds the orthodox Buddhist practice of penance, the monks still adhere to the precepts of no meat, no alcohol, no killing, and no sexual intercourse. Life.

Therefore, in the early morning when other monks are doing morning classes, this "extreme monk" exuding a criminal aura is blocking the door and drinking heavily. For the pilgrims, it is indeed a terrible thing.

Whether it's the man's slightly wrinkled brows, hidden blue veins, or the well-developed chest muscles exposed at the neckline and the dense and unclear tattoos on the thick arms inside the wide sleeves, it is enough to remind the past pilgrims of a "wanted criminal". Hiding in the temple to be domineering, presiding over the passionate drama of repaying grievances with kindness and offering physical probation".