I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"What kind of hidden weapon is this... What did you do to them?!"

At the bottom of the stairs, Keita Tsuchiya, the chief envoy who claims to be the "Black Emperor Fifth Generation", looked at his subordinates with a horrified expression, as if being pierced repeatedly with invisible iron nails, and the nails were stuck on the dark stone steps and could not move... …

You know, these people are the professional killers he carefully selected and cultivated by himself!

But now, none of them can kill...

Like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, he could only howl in pain, watching his limbs gradually fall apart under the tiny blood holes that bloomed one by one.

"Hey hey hey... I thought the 'Spirit Eliminator' written on the information was some sort of charlatan."

For Keita Tsuchiya, who couldn't see the weird scenes around the stone steps, the culprit of all this was naturally the "reward target" who stood in the middle of the steps and "laid an ambush".

"Sure enough, there are two tricks. No wonder the client offered a reward that people couldn't refuse."

As if he had figured something out, the expression on Tsuchiya Keita's face changed from panic to incomparable fanaticism.

"These so-called 'extraordinary divine powers' actually exist! As long as I kill you and get the reward, I will have the opportunity to step into..."

Then, he put his hand on a black thing around his waist...

"Little Bird Youshi, come on top of me!"

Araki Sousuke, whose left eye can see the darkness as if it were day, and has been watching the other party's movements, reacted very quickly and roared.

"But……"

Not allowing the girl behind him to react, he leaned over and hugged those slender legs, picked her up on his back, and jumped towards the side of the stairs.

"boom!"

A bullet cut through the darkness, and sparks splashed on the stone steps where the two were originally standing.

At the same time, Sousuke Araki, carrying the little witch on his back, climbed over the guardrail of the stairs like a cheetah, and rushed towards the man below.

When passing by those ugly girls who were beating the tree trunks, the long and thick middle finger sticking out from his back swept across them intentionally or unintentionally...

The girls of the ugly time who were touched all stopped their "work", bathed in the white light, and bowed eleven times towards his leaving back.

However, Araki Sousuke naturally didn't pay attention to the scene around him.

In his golden mang shining brightly, the focused left eye reflected the black muzzle of the man's raised gun again and again at the bottom of the stairs.

"boom!"

At the moment when Keita Tsuchiya fired his gun, Sousuke Araki, who was originally leaning over the stairs and sprinting down, suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

If there is no prophet, Araki Sousuke made a sudden stop, left deep footprints in the soil under his feet, jumped high into the air, and made the bullets fired from the gun chamber empty again.

"No...impossible..."

Seeing the opponent dodging his own bullets at close range, Tsuchiya Keita's face shrouded in gunpowder smoke became crazy and distorted.

"Who are you?"

Without any rehearsal, to complete such a series of actions, intuition, vision, anticipation, reaction, and speed are indispensable.

Even the special forces honed in the hail of bullets could not make such an inhuman response in the dark woods.

"I'm...the Exorcist..."

The moment Keita Tsuchiya raised the muzzle of the gun again, a huge fist, with a violent airflow, rapidly magnified in his eyes...

"...The big lonely hunk!"

Carrying the little witch clutching her shoulders with a confused expression on his back, Sosuke Araki jumped from the air and punched the man fiercely in the face.

"ha?"

"boom!"

As if hit in the face by a battering ram, Keita Tsuchiya rose into the air, stagnated in the air for a moment, twisted and rotated 180 degrees, and then flew out at high speed towards the rear fiercely.

For the killer who could shoot at the two of them without hesitation, Araki Sousuke naturally didn't intend to talk about the "point to stop" martial arts, and it was benevolence and righteousness to be able to keep his breath.

"Teacher Araki...those people...will die!"

Next to the ear, Kotori Yumasumi's soft exclamation reminded Araki Sousuke.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

Behind the two of them, around the stairs, there was still the rhythmic hammering sound of the remaining ugly girls.

Above the stairs, the killers covered in nail holes and bloody flesh had already lost consciousness due to the extreme pain and stopped howling.

"hateful……"

Like a runaway wild horse, Araki Sousuke suddenly turned around and ran towards the stairs again.

Even though these killers are heinous, they cannot be allowed to die at the hands of ghosts, become the nourishment of evil, or even turn into wraiths to continue to harm people.

On his back, the little bird Yumasumi, who was almost thrown off, hugged his neck tightly in fright.

"oh!"

When she hugged her, a blush appeared on Araki Sousuke's face.

I didn't feel like I was concentrating on dodging bullets before...

The gentle and fiery delicate body, the slender hands passing around the neck, the graceful grip hitting the back, the blue-like snow-like breath in the ears, the slender body tightly coiled around the waist...

"...Look at my full firepower!!!"

Completely ignited by the unprecedented stimulation, Araki Sousuke's eyes burst into white flames, turning into afterimages and leaping over the men on the stone steps...

"This is?"

In the bewildered eyes of Kotori Yumaumi, Araki Sousuke stretched out his hands to both sides as if he was standing on the bow of the Titanic, waiting for someone to fry his shredded meat from behind...

A pair of black arms burning with lava runes suddenly protruded from his body with this movement, and overlapped with his hands!

Araki Sousuke stretched out the pair of giant arms about seven or eight meters in length, maintaining a "middle finger" posture, and swept violently from the ugly girls on both sides and the trees behind them, bringing a touch of fluorescence.

Like a mountaineering contestant who sprints to the finish line and taunts his opponent, Sousuke Araki maintained this disdainful posture and swept all the way up, from the bottom of the ladder to the top in just a few seconds.

The pair of giant black arms, which looked like eagles spreading their wings, also retracted into his body following his thoughts.

"Huh... it should be done now, right?"

Panting slightly, standing at the top of the stairs, Araki Sousuke and the little bird Yumami who was still hanging on his back turned around and looked down.

On both sides of the stone steps, the originally blood-colored lanterns are emitting pure white light at this moment, dyeing the surroundings with a layer of holy crystal.

The hideous trees full of corpses were no longer hideous, and turned into cherry blossom trees with white petals falling.

Under the tree, dozens of men and women in simple clothes and full of fluorescence, bathed in the rain of cherry blossoms in the canopy, looked like tourists watching the night cherry blossoms.

They clasped their hands together, like a pilgrimage, and bowed to Sosuke Araki at the top of the stairs, expressing their gratitude for being freed from the painful cycle of reincarnation.

These spirit bodies are naturally the "Daughter of Ugly Time" and the "corpse" nailed to the tree a few seconds ago.

The little bird Yumami, who was still hugging Araki Sousuke's neck, just breathed a sigh of relief from the "high-speed movement" just now, and was immediately attracted by the beautiful scenery of the "Sakura Staircase" in front of him.

Old stone steps, small crimson lanterns, cherry blossoms as white as rain, men and women in simple clothes...

This poignant and pure scene of cherry blossoms at night, and the horrible scene of blood seeping in the memory a few seconds ago, brought a violent visual impact like heaven and hell.