I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Huhu... So, you didn't get fucked in a convenience store now, and you went to become a 'spirit-seeking anchor'? Hulululu..."

Five minutes later, two big men gathered around the low table, each with their heads buried in cup noodles.

"Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo videos..."

Not to mention Sousuke Araki, who stayed up all night and just got off the "night shift", even Moto Oida, who was wandering around and filming videos of spirit detection, had his stomach growling after the nightmare-like experience just now.

"On the day of the Obon Festival, because I had to work the night shift at the convenience store... So so so so... so I placed a camera on the top floor of the apartment in advance to shoot the fireworks show in time-lapse, and I was going to watch it after get off work..."

While sucking on the noodles, Oida Moto told Araki Sosuke about the bizarre experience of the last month.

"As a result, because of the gate that appeared in midair and the strange black mist, the police asked them to evacuate..."

"When I went back the next day, I found that the camera on the rooftop was out of battery, and it captured something amazing!"

He took out his mobile phone, opened the YouTube personal homepage named "GHOSTFACER Xiaojing", and clicked on a video.

"You should have seen this 'big name' video shot by GHOSTFACER, right?"

As the video started to play, Moto Oida asked proudly.

"Huh? I've been 'retreating' recently, but I've missed a lot of new episodes and books... Hulululu...huh."

Watching the content in the video, the ramen that Sousuke Araki was sucking in his mouth suddenly stopped.

In the video, above the Taito District surrounded by black mist, a huge dark red door is suspended, quietly bathed in the moonlight.

"No way, Araki-kun... You should know about the 'Gate of Hell' that is spreading wildly on the Internet right now?"

"So, this is, the earth, the gate of hell? 』

As for what happened on the night of the Obon Festival, due to the influence of alcohol and various things that happened afterward, Sousuke Araki only had a vague general memory.

At this moment, seeing the blood-painted door in the black mist clearly again in the video, it is a completely different sense.

As the video played, the door of the giant door began to close inward, and the outline of the entire door began to become blurred and transparent.

Just when the giant door was completely closed and disappeared into the night, a small dot dragging thick black air quickly rose vertically.

Like a black firework blooming, the small dot suddenly expanded in the black mist, turning into a huge black shadow like a mountain.

Because it is wrapped in black mist, it can only be vaguely recognized that there are several arms and heads in the black shadow that is sitting in the air and looks like a human.

"This... this is..."

Next, I saw the giant wrapped in black mist roughly stretching out a pair of giant arms, tearing out the gate of hell in the void, opening it, entering it, and throwing it backhanded...

Then, only the residual "black mist" remained in the night sky, and no gates and shadows could be seen anymore.

The whole process takes no more than five seconds.

"Hey, this is the exclusive shot of the camera I forgot on the rooftop, the scene where "The Unspeakable One" closes the gates of hell and saves Tokyo! "

"After I edited this video and uploaded it to the Internet, it got millions of views in a day, and I made a small fortune just by clicking on YouTube... Not to mention the advertising cooperation invitations that I got one after another..."

Araki Sousuke turned his head a little stiffly, and glanced at his side.

"Impossible, name, it..."

A dark and thick middle finger slowly stretched out following his thoughts, and rested on his shoulder with disdain.

"...World Honored One?!"

Looking at the huge black shadow in the video, and then at the long, thick black hair on his shoulder, a drop of cold sweat fell from Araki Sousuke's forehead.

Although the details cannot be seen clearly in the video, but based on the proportion of this finger, he can basically be sure...

Well, ninety-nine percent is this guy.

"So, that little black spot must be me who was 'forced into the air' and 'sent into the soul' by the warriors of the Warring States period. I am really handsome and dazzling no matter how far away..."

Thinking of this, "Little Sousuke" in the crotch began to ache.

"Hey, this is a name I chose on my own, isn't it cool... Well, do you still have instant noodles, one bowl is not enough... Ah, thank you."

Oida Moto naturally couldn't see the thick black stick on Araki Sousuke's shoulder, drank the soup in the instant noodle cup, reached out to take the instant noodles that Araki Sousuke handed over, and tore it open, sighing suddenly: " Hey, you probably don't know... the store manager Misaka, who is a franchisee of the convenience store, his wife and daughter are said to have seen something strange on the night of the Obon Festival, and they were overly frightened and hospitalized..."

"In the end, due to the shortage of manpower due to natural disasters, although I also went to help, the store manager Misaka who was accompanying me in the hospital still couldn't get enough people for the 24-hour shift... Finally, the convenience store thought that he was deliberately making excuses to slow down. Sued by a law firm, he lost a lot of money, and the whole store went bankrupt."

"Because of the inhumane rules of the convenience store, and the popularity of this video, I simply resigned from the convenience store and became a full-time YouTube host, specializing in this series of videos."

"...The current response is not bad, and the income is better than that of convenience stores. There are still several brokerage companies who want to sign me."

In Japan, tubing masters are considered a relatively popular emerging profession, and a relatively mature industrial chain has been formed.

Behind most well-known YouTubers, there will be professional brokerage companies responsible for theme planning, artist cultivation, business cooperation, popularity expansion, film editing and other matters.

It is rare for someone like Moto Oida to fight alone.

"Furthermore, I'm still the president of the "Unnameable World Venerable Fan Club"! "

"Hay?!"

"Ahem... I said, Araki-kun..."

Looking around at the empty living room, Koida Moto put on a serious look: "It seems that you have just moved here... You don't know... the things behind this house, right?"

"Oh, I know, it's a haunted house... However, my previous apartment was also quite murderous, because the rent is very (un)reasonable (reasonable) (money)..."

Speaking of this topic, Araki Sosuke picked his nostrils with an expression of indifference.

"That... I knew you didn't believe in this from the first day you came to work at the convenience store... I didn't believe it before..."

Cursing his lips, Moto Koida made a serious look.

"However, after the night of the Obon Festival, don't you still believe that the Taito District was made like this because of the 'psychedelic sarin gas' and the 'tornado natural disaster' that the government said..."