I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"who……"

In the pitch-black house, the man who was pressed by the children felt as if he had fallen into a cellar of ice, and felt the temperature of his body begin to be pulled away bit by bit.

"Who can help me……"

A simple nursery rhyme, humming along with the children's innocent tones, sounded in his muddy mind.

"When will the cherry tree bloom?"

"In the foot of the mountain, when will it bloom?"

"When will the cherry blossoms be fragrant?"

"Seven sons laugh and play often."

"When will the flowers of the cherry tree float?"

"The seven sons chanted and fell asleep."

"When will the flower of the cherry tree die?"

"The seven sons passed away, and their souls ascended to heaven."

As the nursery rhyme was hummed, a happy smile appeared on the man's pale face.

"Hee hee...haha..."

He came to a mountain forest with brilliant cherry blossoms, held hands with the children, and ran naked in the rain of white petals...

"...Boom boom boom boom!"

In the darkness, a strong and dazzling light burst out suddenly, illuminating the entire courtyard, reflecting the man who was powerlessly collapsed under the eaves outside the glass door.

This light ruthlessly shattered the gorgeous and beautiful scene in the man's mind, and brought him back to the dark and quiet old house.

A heavy locomotive full of inverted teeth, burning like a flame, suddenly appeared in the man's field of vision with a fierce roar.

"Mommy... locomotive?!"

Looking at the "unmanned driving" locomotive with a terrifying shape in the distance, and several scary-looking children lying on his chest, the man who claims to be a "professional ghost detective anchor" has already lost his words because of the excessive fright he suffered tonight.

The locomotive rushed to the eaves at an extremely fast speed, and it flicked its tail handsomely with a sideways braking posture...

The rapidly spinning rear wheels passed over his body and pressed hard on those children...

An extremely tragic car accident was staged before the man's eyes.

During the heavy crushing and the rotation of the tires with inverted teeth, residual limbs, internal organs, and black unknown liquid flew all over the sky, like a fountain bursting suddenly...

However, those broken limbs and pieces of flesh unexpectedly "lived" and wriggled quickly towards the outside of the courtyard.

Seeing this bloody and terrifying scene, the man's last tense sanity was finally defeated, his eyes rolled up, and he fainted on the ground powerlessly.

"Damn it, Sengoku samurai, I told you not to make a mess, these splashes and dragging marks can't be removed at all..."

In his last sight, a tall figure appeared in front of the backyard door, blocking the way of those "limbs"...

"There are enough stains in this house, do you know how much psychological stress I have to bear every time I accidentally remove the blindfold at home? 』

Those stumps gathered around the figure's feet, turning into a laughing child in the white light.

『I was taken to play in the deep mountains, and then the family members who went with them sneaked away, so you got lost and have been "playing" outside until now? 』

"It's okay, I can go back now... I must... miss home very much..."

Before losing consciousness, the man suddenly felt that the voice that was constantly chanting something was a bit familiar.

...

"hiss……"

The dazzling light from the ceiling lamp made the man open his eyes.

"I... those children..."

The terrifying scene before he fainted mercilessly flooded into his mind.

"Oh, you're awake."

Beside his ear, a tired voice attracted his attention.

The man turned his head and saw that sitting opposite the low table was a man with fierce eyes and tattoos on his arms under his short sleeves.

"Ara... Araki Sousuke?! Why are you here?"

Looking at this familiar, criminal face, the man blurted out his name.

"Hey, I was wrong for forgetting to lock the door... but this is my home, and I was shocked when I came back in the middle of the night and saw you passed out outside the living room door... Xiaojing-san."

"Fortunately, you just fainted and nothing else happened. After all, this house has enough dark history..."

That's right, the man who fainted in Sousuke Araki's new residence and frightened him to "throw away his body in the rainy night" was the man who had worked with him at a convenience store in Arakawa District and later paid him "a reward" from time to time. The convenience store clerk who assisted in "Taolue", Moto Oida.

"This house...is your home?!"

Oida Moto, who was still in shock, stared blankly at Sousuke Araki who was sitting opposite him.

"Then, what about those children... yes, yes, that locomotive! They were squeezed by that locomotive and got all over the ground..."

"What kid on a motorcycle, I saw you lying here alone as soon as I entered the door..."

Hearing the other party's question, Araki Sosuke frowned, expressionless.

"Yes, yes, the camera...maybe it caught something..."

Xiaojing Tianyuan suddenly remembered something, and reached for the camera beside him.

"Eh? Why is the data in the DV gone... Wait, why is the SD card cracked into several pieces?! This is a new one..."

While tinkering with the "eating guy" in his hand, Oida Moto found that his memory before he fainted, like a dream after a wet dream that he couldn't recall the details, was all covered in a layer of fog.

"Ahem, Xiaojing-kun..."

Looking at Moto Koida with a distressed face, Araki Sousuke asked in a hypnotic tone, persuasively: "Remember carefully, is it too dark when you entered the door, accidentally slipped, hit your head, and had a nightmare gone?"

"Well, the SD card in the DV player must have been broken at that time too! 』

Hold on, Araki Sousuke, you are now a mature spirit remover, breaking SD cards inadvertently is just a traditional art.

If the situation in front of you is not handled properly and information is disclosed, according to the "Public Confidentiality Regulations", you will be fined.

"No, Araki-kun, ordinary people like you naturally don't know."

Discouraged and put down the camera in his hand, Koida Moto looked serious: "As a professional spirit detective anchor "GHOST FACER Xiaojing", I can tell you with certainty that I was entangled by a ghost in your house just now! "

"Tan, Tanling anchor... What kind of shit?! Hey..."

Looking at Koi Tianen with burning eyes in front of him, Araki Sousuke sighed dumbfoundedly...

The other party's "professional" posture and aura almost bluffed him at that moment, forgetting his identity as a "spirit remover".

Xiaojing, a murderer, dares to come to his "haunted house" in Taito District to make some spirit-seeking videos...

Although the house has been "cleaned" from beginning to end by myself, there are still many unknown existences lingering in the Taito District under the night sky due to the remaining resentment and the gaps caused by the closing of the gate of hell.

Even the nearby construction sites have recently strictly prohibited any overtime work after 8 pm.

The wraiths of those children must have followed him on the way they came.

According to those children, they should have been secretly dedicated to the "Mountain God" by their families on the day of "Sakura Festival" during the famine years.

The Cherry Blossom Festival is a traditional festival with a history of more than one thousand years in Japan. It takes only seven days for the cherry blossoms to bloom and die, so there is also the saying "seven days of cherry blossoms".

Different from the romantic scenes where people gather under the cherry trees and enjoy the cherry blossoms, in ancient Japan, the cherry blossom festival was actually a cruel festival.

Because it is believed that children who have just turned seven years old have the spirituality of the "Son of God", villages with poor harvests will ask their families to take them to the mountains to enjoy cherry blossoms on this day, and deliberately get lost, so as to dedicate them to the "Mountain God" and seek wealth. food.

In the "Public Confidentiality Regulations" that I trained before, how should I deal with this situation...

Now give Moto Oida a hit on the back of his head, is it too late to make him lose his memory?