I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"As ordered."

Hearing the girl's words, several detectives nodded silently, and immediately someone moved out tables, chairs, hot tea, and snacks for her graciously and placed them on the side of the road.

"Ah, really no need...thank you..."

"If you're allowed to stand outside like this, we might as well apologize with a seppuku."

From the beginning to the end, these capable men with stern faces looked at the girl with gratitude and awe.

Because, having personally experienced the Obon Festival incident, they know very well that this seemingly immature high school girl in front of them is the unfathomably powerful contemporary shrine maiden of Akashi Shrine, newly promoted to the exorcism exemption level [2] Genius Exorcism The author, Xiaoniaoyou Mayumi.

Not to mention the rows of "Akagi Senbon" torii gates she built on the night of the Obon Festival, forming a passage to the outside world and saving countless people who were deeply resentful...

In these days alone, during her rotation at the Tibetan apartment, there were not a few detectives who were saved from the sharp magic arrow.

Sitting at the gate of the guard room, Kou Yumaumi fidgeted and looked at the direction he came from, then took out a small cosmetic box from the backpack behind him, and looked in the mirror.

It seems that there will be something that she cares about very much.

The detectives who were sitting in the guard room on "vigilance" were secretly watching the scene with gossip eyes.

Who is it that can make this little Niaoyou Miko, who is able to draw arrows in the face of vicious spirits without haste, look like a little girl waiting for her boyfriend.

"Crack..."

There was a huge friction sound, and the electric-assisted iron gate weighing more than a thousand pounds outside the Kuramae apartment was opened from the inside.

As the heavy iron door slowly opened to the side, a tall young man in a black sports suit with a shiny shaved head came out from inside.

"Hey, is it possible that Kotori Yumi is here to see Yamada-kun?"

"Damn it, I must have accidentally inhaled resentment and had hallucinations, it's impossible..."

Seeing this bald young man, two of the detectives immediately showed distressed expressions of "the toad ate the swan meat" and "the flowers were stuck on the cow dung".

Although the monk-like bald young man walked out of the apartment, he was exempted from spirits with level 1, came and went like the wind on all fours, strangled countless resentful spirits on the night of the Meng Lan Pen Festival, and searched and rescued hundreds of trapped people [Philosophy Sword] Shi] Yamada Kengo...

But in the few days after that night, because of the side effect of a certain grievance, he turned into a dog and did many acts that both people and gods hate.

Not to mention, the internal agents of the ninth class can see his multiple previous convictions such as "windbreaker exhibitionist" and "recidivist stealing underwear from girls' dormitory".

"Keep your voice down, although we both know that you two are members of the 'Little Bird Swimming Guards', there's no need to be so obvious..."

Another older agent smirked and elbowed the two men.

"Niaoyou Pro-Guards" is a secret support group composed of several ninth-class agents who were rescued by Xiaoniao You Mayumi.

"A month goes by so fast."

Seeing the little bird Yumami sitting at the door, Kengo Yamada nodded slightly, and stood beside him respectfully.

"Ah, Yamada-kun, you, your hair is..."

Yumami Kotori, who was touching up her makeup, turned her head to see Kengo Yamada's bald head that was as dazzling as a marinated egg under the street lamp, and the cosmetic box in his hand was so frightened that he dropped it to the ground.

"Is this it? I went to shave it specially yesterday. In order to ensure the visual effect, I also applied the most advanced balm..."

Yamada Kengo touched the top of his silky and round head, smiling embarrassedly.

"This is a moment, I want to show my sincerity to seniors."

Gazing at the dark, endless black hole-like street, he showed an expression of death.

"Is it because of that..."

Showing a suddenly realized expression, Kotori Yumasumi comforted the other party with pity in his eyes.

"It's been so long, Mr. Araki, he recently eats vegetarian food, recites Buddha, cultivates his body and mind, should, probably, maybe, maybe..."

However, her increasingly weak voice was full of uncertainty.

"I don't care anymore... right?"

While the two were talking, several green leather military Toyota off-road vehicles appeared from the alley, and with a wild momentum, they stopped firmly in front of the huge iron gate.

Several strong men got out of the car without saying a word, and lined up neatly beside the gate.

Whether it is the automatic rifles on their backs, the goggles on their heads, the camouflage uniforms made of special materials, or the indifferent eyes and resolute expressions, they all give people a strong military atmosphere.

After they lined up, a tall and thin man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, in a black suit, and wearing a pair of toad sunglasses, Shi Shiran got off the front off-road vehicle.

"This is the area controlled by the Metropolitan Police Department, please explain your purpose immediately."

Seeing the battle in front of him, Di, an agent belonging to Section 9 in the guard room, immediately stepped forward to inquire.

"Ah, is it the area controlled by the Metropolitan Police Department? By the way, this..."

The thinner man standing in front of a group of muscular soldiers behind him yawned and took out a crumpled paper ball from his trouser pocket.

"...What, this is an order issued today. The disaster prevention mobile team under the Ministry of Defense will take over all the defense affairs around the Kuramae apartment from today.

"From this moment on, this place is no longer a 'police department control area', but has been upgraded to a military restricted area."

This man, who was full of laziness and impatience, but with murderous intent hidden under the sunglasses, threw the ball of paper to the detective in front of him like throwing trash, and looked up at the high wall in front of him with great interest.

"...Is this the source of all troubles?"

"A member of the Mochizuki clan?"

"Could it be that guy who was supposed to be the head of the ninth class... isn't he on a mission overseas?"

It wasn't until this moment that everyone noticed that the red and white emblem of "eight circles around one circle" was printed on the back of this man's seemingly ordinary suit.

The moon-watching clan emblem, the nine-yao moon wheel.

"Ah, I'm sorry, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. Mochizuki, I can barely be considered the captain of this disaster prevention mobile team, and also... the cousin of a certain 'former' class leader of your ninth class."

As if he heard the detective's comments, Mochizuki, who was still wearing sunglasses at night and exuding a stern aura, turned around and introduced himself without sincerity with his chin raised.

He glanced sideways at Yamada Kengo and Kotori Yumasumi who were silent at the side, and said disdainfully, "If I had been transferred back from abroad earlier, that girl Ayano would not have put herself in."