I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Hiss... ah..."

Muscle and bone tearing pain awakened Mochizuki Che from the depth, darkness and fantasy.

"what happened……"

He opened his eyes weakly, and found that he was lying on the ground in the shape of "Tai".

"I……"

The scorching and heavy pressure behind him made him subconsciously turn his head back.

"you……"

The red-faced, long-horned Shuten-douji, who was as tall as a hill, was showing off his eight-pack abs and thick thighs, kneeling behind him on one knee.

And what made him unable to move was the unique weapon of Shuten-douji's thick, long forearm and majestic appearance...

Ghost gold rod.

"Tsk, Ibaraki, this useless guy, can't hold on even before the punishment has started..."

Looking at the confused Mochizuki Che, Shuten-douji seemed a little disappointed, and smacked his lips in disdain.

"However, the rules of Dajiangshan that have been passed down for thousands of years cannot be broken..."

Then, he said something that made Wangyue Che's soul rage: "You can only accept the punishment for him."

"Punishment... punishment?!"

"Shhh."

Before Mochizuki could finish his sentence, countless fragments of cloth had already bloomed in Shuten's huge palm.

"How can it be repaired..."

Seeing the other party's hideous and eager appearance, Mochizuki frantically struggled on the ground regardless of the injuries on his body.

"...Scholars can be killed, but not entered!!!"

Ibaraki, that bastard, he lost the fight, but in the end he asked the host to accept the so-called "punishment"? !

"Well, it looks like you understand quite well..."

For Shuten-douji, Mochizuki Che's unyielding expression coupled with his weak struggle is simply a model of "symbolic struggle" in the industry.

"...If it's like a dead fish, it's too boring."

Looking at Mochizuki who was "rejecting yet welcoming", Shuten-douji lightly licked the corner of his mouth, his strong body exuded a more intense aroma of wine.

"Hmph...uh...ah..."

Surrounded by the breath of "spiritual poop and ghost poisonous wine", Wang Yueche was paralyzed on the ground...

"Sorry, I couldn't control it at once..."

All that remained was the frantically rolling eyes and the groaning throat, watching Shuten-douji start to move in despair...

"Since it's all like this, we can only make do with it."

"no, do not want……"

Just when Mochizuki, who was facing the greatest crisis in his life, watched the "Peerless Divine Soldier" stabbing him in the back...

"Little Bird Youshi, the thing is in hand, the wind is blowing hard!!!"

A shirtless blond man with a sports bag on his back leaped down the spiral staircase and passed by the two of them.

"...Hurry up and go out, find Miss Hanyu and the others!!"

While running, the man shouted happily, calling for the girl at the window of the opposite longhouse, who was blushing, covered her face with her hands, and peeked at the "battle situation" here through her fingers with eyes filled with shock and shame.

Since he turned his back to the two of them the whole time, not only was he unaware of the fact that he disturbed the "elegance" of others, but he also completely ignored the fragrance of "divine feces, ghost and poisonous wine" that spread around and was enough to paralyze people. A lot of ghostly aura was swept away from Shuten-douji's side.

This unrefined person was naturally Araki Sousuke who jumped down from the platform and ran towards Kotori Yumaumi.

"Wait a minute, human..."

Looking at the naked man who was walking away from him with his back turned, Shuten-douji stopped the movement of his waist, frowned, and called out to stop him.

"Eh? Is there anyone else here..."

Hearing the voice behind him, Sousuke Araki, who originally thought that peace should be restored here after solving Yoshitoku Tokugawa, turned his head subconsciously...

"hiss……"

Seeing the scene behind him clearly, he gasped in fright, and reflexively tightened his gluteus maximus, gluteus medius, gluteus minimus, piriformis and quadratus femoris!

"Uh, sorry, I'm bothering you!!!"

The two muscular ghosts with torn clothes, tough lines, and thick shadows are holding their backs and choking their throats in a strange posture at this moment, as if they are about to fight single-handedly...

"You two, please don't pay attention to me. I will take my leave first. The two of you will slowly die..."

Facing the unsightly scene in front of him, Sousuke Araki put his hands on his side, bowed at ninety degrees humblely, kept facing the two of them, and made a "backward step" vigilantly.

"Oh, are you allowed to leave?"

The gigantic figure of Shuten-douji flashed, disappeared from behind Mochizuki Che, and instantly came in front of Araki Sousuke, blocking his way.

"Mr. Araki! That's Shutendou..."

Seeing Araki Sousuke being shadowed by the muscular figure of Shuten-douji who was in scanty clothes and carrying a gun and stick, the little bird Yumami in the opposite longhouse also struggled to get up, and tremblingly held the huge bow beside him... …

In order to maintain Kudan Gouyu's domain, she shot several arrows one after another, and just now launched Qiyueyu and "Eagle Wu", her spiritual power bottomed out for a while, and she lost all strength.

However, this is not the reason to watch Mr. Araki fight ghosts and gods alone!

"Boom."

As the bowstring was plucked, drops of blood splashed on the girl's fingertips.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Three invisible arrows were connected in a string, and the second Shuten-douji appeared, they went straight to his face.

Under the crisis, regardless of the depletion of spiritual power, Xiaoniao Youzhengong plucked the bowstring three times in an instant, and shot three arrows in succession at the same time.

"Tsk, boring."

Facing the continuous invisible arrows coming towards his face, Shuten-douji did not dodge or dodge, swinging the horns on the top of his head, smashing them one by one.

From the beginning to the end, he seemed to slap a few annoying flies away, and he didn't even look at the little bird Yu Mayumi in the distance.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, to him, it's just a portable food.

"You...you are a little bit interesting."

His gaze stayed on Araki Sousuke who was also naked.

Standing facing each other, Shuten-douji was a little surprised to find that the power of ghosts and gods in his body was rushing towards the thin and short human body in front of him.

Just by standing in front of you, you can plunder the power of a ghost and god, which is something that has never been heard in the chaotic Heian-kyo era.

"idiot……"

Among the ruins, Mochizuki Che lay on the ground, desperately looking at Shuten-douji with his strong buttocks facing away from him, burning with the flames of demons and Buddhas all over his body, easily crushing arrows, and Araki who looked extremely thin and short in front of him Zongsuke let out a weak roar.

"That's Jiu Tun..."

As the Heian-kyo era, Shuten-douji, who had the ceiling of Oeyama ghosts and gods' combat power, although his strength has been greatly reduced after being reshaped by the Tokugawa family, he is not something that ordinary spirit removers can single out.

"Invincible..."

Even himself, who did not hesitate to risk his body being taken over to release the spirit of Ibaraki Doji who was sealed in his left arm, could only end up in a shitty end.

So far, we can only hope that Araki Sousuke, the "evil monk" of the Kawasaki Daishiji Temple, has some secret means to escape.