I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Will you change your name if you're going, or change your surname if you're sitting down... Lao Tzu, it's Wangyueche!!"

With this unwilling roar, Mochizuki Che leaped high under Araki Sousuke's surprised eyes, and hung on the window at Tokugawa Yoshinen's feet.

"Huh?! Mochizuki? That wig with squinting eyes and bald head?! Wait..."

"Why are you still standing there, let's do it!!!"

"Hmph, useless."

The dense purple ghost claws broke through the void and passed through Tokugawa Yoshinen's body without any waves, not even lifting the hem of his clothes.

The Power of Great Rivers and Mountains · Eight Layers · Infernal Naraku.

Suddenly, a ghost claw blasted into the ground a few meters away from Tokugawa Yoshinen, but it strangled Tokugawa Yoshinen in the distance like a dislocation and twisted, and ignited a large purple flame on him.

"Good observation..."

At this moment, he noticed that these seemingly "lost" ghost claws completely blocked a large space around him.

"Sure enough, as I expected, although this guy can distort space and vision, the effective range cannot be too far... If he completely covers the entire area, he will have nowhere to hide!"

Seeing that his consuming move took effect, Mochizuki Che, who was hanging from the window eaves, roared towards the opposite side: "Sousuke Araki, what are you waiting for!!"

"knew……"

Araki Sousuke on the other side stopped, put one hand in his pocket, and punched forward in a very perfunctory manner...

A giant black fist that covered the sky and the sun suddenly burst out of his body, carrying burning scriptures and attacking Tokugawa Yoshinen who was held by the ghost's claws.

Not to mention whether the technique of distorting space is effective, the volume of this giant fist alone is far beyond the space covered by Wang Yueche's Purple Flame Ghost Claw.

Looking at the terrifying giant fist that was coming towards him and was unavoidable, Tokugawa Yoshinen seemed to have a voice in his heart, screaming at him frantically, "I will die, I will die, I will die"...

"Don't... underestimate people!"

Faced with a catastrophe, with his distorted and conceited personality, a look of unwillingness flashed in his six giant eyes, and he frantically turned the gray stone bowl in his hand.

"... Araki-sensei, watch your step!!"

Amid Kotori Yumaumi's exclamation, Araki Sousuke, who was still waving his arms and punching, suddenly shattered a large building under his feet!

Caught off guard, he became suspended.

"Uh ah ah ah!"

In mid-air, Sousuke Araki maintained a stiff posture, screaming and falling downwards.

The terrifying giant fist that seemed to be able to swallow everything had already arrived in front of Yoshinen Tokugawa...

But because of someone's sudden fall and "not enough length", unwillingly brushed against Tokugawa Yoshinen's terrifying face, and waved for nothing.

"Damn! It's almost..."

Looking at Tokugawa Yoshinen who was getting farther and farther away in sight, Araki Sousuke, who was falling while maintaining his backward posture, showed an expression of unwillingness.

He has always been proud of his length, and for the first time in his life, he felt the despair of being "out of reach".

"Finally woke up from a deep sleep, if this is the end..."

Above, Tokugawa Yoshinen, who had experienced the fear of passing "Buddha" twice in a row, was drained by the wind of the fist and felt exhausted, also panicked.

"...How do you have the face to meet your ancestors?!"

If the opponent fell a second later, the punch might have broken through the twisted space and hit him directly.

"No, we can't wait any longer, we must finish 'that painting' now!"

Holding a pen, he plunged into the gray stone bowl beside him vigorously, stirring the dark red "ink" inside into a rapidly rotating vortex, and took advantage of the trend to the void...

"Hey!"

Below, Sousuke Araki, whose face was full of veins and fell at a high speed, showed his amazing core strength in mid-air.

He twisted and kicked on the falling stones beside him, and jumped to the eaves on the other side with his strength, hanging on it dangerously.

"Shhh..."

At the same time, the bucket bag on his waist was cut off by the sharp stones falling from his side...

The bucket gym bag containing the Taketori picture scrolls rolled feebly towards the pitch-black abyss.

"Don't even think about it!!!"

Sousuke Araki, who had just climbed onto the roof, swooped back without thinking, grabbing the bucket in mid-air tightly.

Then, his whole body fell head down and down again...

"Snapped……"

Amidst the sound of breaking through the air, a strong arm firmly grabbed Araki Sousuke's ankle...

"Don't move around!!!"

It turned out to be Wangyue Che who jumped up to him at some point and stretched out his hand to him.

"boom!"

Mochizuki held Sousuke Araki with his left arm, and punched into the building next to him with his pitch-black right arm, only to barely stop the two from falling.

"You idiot... are you willing to die for an unbreakable object?!"

Araki Sousuke, who thought he was going to be crushed to pieces, was caught by his side and hung on the edge of the platform.

"Hey, it's not as simple as resentment..."

Looking back at Mochizuki Che's green bald head above, Araki Sousuke hugged the bucket bag on his chest, and smiled evilly: "This thing is related to the life of a good friend of mine."

"Friends?"

Grabbing the other party's ankle, Mochizuki recalled the word for a while, with a complicated expression on his face.

It seems that in the past few years when I left...

That bad-tempered girl actually made friends.

"Speaking of which, it's not very smart to fly desperately to rescue the person who beat you up just a few days ago..."

Seeing Mochizuki Che with his right arm stuck in the wall and grasping him with bursting veins, Araki Sousuke was also a little puzzled.

"I act at Wangyueche, and I never need to explain it to anyone."

Wrapped in dried blood, Mochizuki Che, who looked extremely miserable, was trembling all over, and was struggling to hang Araki Sousuke with his right hand.

"Don't think too much... I recognize your strength... And, now we have a common enemy..."

With his current physical strength and injuries, if he hadn't been quick-witted and blasted his right arm into the building beside him, he would have been taken down by Araki Sousuke long ago.

"So, as long as it is beneficial to the completion of the task... I will do it!"

I don't know if it's because the guy at hand is too heavy, or because I lost too much strength after a hard fight just now, or because I was cursed by that ghost...

"Wait... what's going on..."

Wang Yueche only felt that his original power was rapidly passing away from his body.

"I can't catch it anymore..."

Watching Sousuke Araki's ankle slip from his limp fingertips little by little, Mochizuki glanced at the bucket bag held in the opponent's hand, and with the last of his strength, swung Sousuke Araki to the inner wall below: "You Figure it out yourself!"

"How can I think of a way... ohhhhh!"

Being swung out like a swing, Araki Sousuke's figure immediately slid towards the endless darkness.

"Teacher Araki!!!"

Watching this scene, the little bird above, You Mayumi, leaned out of the window and cried heart-piercingly.