I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Golden Jade Cracking Feet...a good name..."

Staring fixedly at the man's tattooed body and the black Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on the broad back, Shuten-doji slowly folded his hands in front of him in awe and reverence.

"May I ask again..."

He has not shown this gesture of putting his hands together for thousands of years, but it is very natural to do it now.

Because, when he was still the "Son of God Ibuki", this gesture had already been integrated into his soul every day and night before serving God.

"...Dare to ask, is there a god who can save all living beings in this world?"

The dark things that make up the man's full body tattoo in front of him have troubled Jiu Tun all his life, and he is all too familiar.

At the beginning, I was only contaminated by a little bit, but I couldn't bear it anymore and turned into a ghost.

The person in front of him is burdened a million times more than he was back then?

"Pfft... If there is such a 'Kami Sama', do I still need to be anxious and jump up and down here?"

After leaving these words, Sousuke Araki quickened his pace and ran towards the longhouse where Kotori Yumami was.

"Instead of expecting something like that, it's better to find a way to come quickly... Without parents to raise them, wouldn't Little Daisy's children grow up?!"

Towards the direction Araki Sosuke left, Shuten-douji, whose body was as huge as a mountain, slowly bent down, and his long and narrow horns slammed heavily on the ground.

"Boy Ibuki, thank you Buddha for your enlightenment..."

As the dark red flames burned out, Shuten-douji's huge body more than three meters high collapsed on the ground like a landslide.

"Hey, according to the agreement, I will help you, I have asked..."

Large pieces of black flesh and blood flew away, and a bald young monk was sitting cross-legged in a kneeling position, with his eyes closed and motionless.

His immature face was full of pious and holy smiles.

At this moment, the sin karma disappeared, leaving only a bit of divinity that was born with him.

In this world, it doesn't matter whether there are gods who can save all living beings.

Buddha does not cross people, people cross by themselves.

Blame myself for being dull in divinity, for not being able to become a god to save myself.

...

"Little Bird Youshi, how are you doing!"

"Mr. Araki, I'm fine...that Shuten-douji..."

When Araki Sousuke opened the door of the longhouse, Kotori Yumaumi was lying weakly by the window.

"Don't worry about him, we have to get out now."

He helped the weak girl up, and put the July Rain in his hand back into the scabbard around her waist.

"Um."

With wet hair sticking to her forehead, the little bird Yumami nodded as if she had been fished out of water, and tried her best to stand up.

"Miss Hanyu, Lu Dou, we've settled it here, we'll be out soon...how are you guys doing?!"

Hand in hand, they ran down the spiral staircase, and Araki Sousuke called their names on the communication channel.

"Boom boom boom boom...the survey corps...we're in the tunnel...boom boom boom...oops...another one..."

There was a lot of noise on the other end of the communication channel, Wu Hanyu's words were swallowed by the sound of exhaust, wind and electric current.

"Hey, I didn't hear clearly... what's going on?!"

The communication was suddenly interrupted, and the two of them turned pale, subconsciously wanting to speed up their pace.

"Teacher Araki...you run ahead...don't wait for me..."

But Xiaoniao Youzhengong felt that his feet were vain, and he almost fell down on the stairs.

"ah!"

"It's not my style to leave girls in such a tomb-like place! Grab it, I'm going to speed up..."

Seeing that the other party was in poor condition, Araki Sousuke simply picked up the exclaiming girl, changed from running to jumping, and leaped down the stairs with meteoric strides.

...

five minutes ago.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

In the quiet Sendagaya Tunnel, the sharp exhaust sound of the locomotive blasted out a wave of extremely hot echoes.

A black heavy locomotive with a hideous appearance was shuttling through the tunnel at a speed of more than 300 kilometers and approaching the speed of a high-speed rail, pulling out a black streamer.

Three women in white clothes who seemed to be squatting or standing, whose figures seemed to be stationary but were flickering frantically, hung a few meters behind the black streamer.

If you don't look at the rapidly receding tunnel and road on both sides, you would think that the locomotive and the three women form a "still picture".

"Ouch...old lady...pulululu..."

Behind the speeding locomotive, a short, fat man wearing a baseball cap sat facing the rear of the car.

He leaned over and grabbed the frame with his hands bursting with veins, and stared unblinkingly at the three white figures behind the car with his bloodshot eyes covered with tape.

"You got it...you got it...you got it...you got it...you got it...you got it..."

Three deep and hoarse female voices formed a dense overlapping sound, which exploded in his ears like thunder in a rainstorm.

"I... vomit... I'm about to die..."

And from his mouth, because of the excessively fast reverse acceleration, gastric acid with a strong DR. PEPER breath spewed out continuously.

"Hmph, the hacker Lu Dou, the door has been welded shut, no one can get out of the car..."

"Wait, where did the motorcycle door come from..."

At the front of the car, holding the handle of the locomotive is a heroic woman in a white coat with flying long hair and surging waves.

"Besides, if you don't open your eyes and take a few more glances now..."

While looking at the direction in front of her intently, she said words that made the man behind her "burn his life": "After the eyeballs are blown out by them, the world in front of me, or the new book, will be gone." Gotta watch."

She tightly held the hands of the handlebars, without any manipulation at all, just to fix her body.

Because she doesn't have a motorcycle driving license at all, and the only similar driving experience is a bicycle.

These two, of course, were Hanyu Mai and Atsumi Luto who were surrounded by three white-clothed women who were "calling for service" a few minutes ago at the rear of the car.

Just when Houhai Ludou was about to be "repelled by a hot hand" by the newly appeared third woman in white, a mighty warrior from the Warring States Period suddenly rushed out from the green belt beside him and carried the two of them away.

From the beginning of the operation, the Sengoku samurai acted as "PLAN B", following the van in the dark all the way.

When Hanyu Mai gave the order of "throwing the pot", it immediately appeared on the stage as a surprise soldier.

After the siblings got into the car, the three white-clothed women persistently followed up with the speed of teleportation.

"For the next issue of the book... I... I will fight with you!!!"

In the gust of wind, Hou Hailudou suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes wide, and his eyeballs began to scan left and right with high frequency.

Regardless of the stomach acid gushing out of his mouth, his head twisted horizontally like an Indian dance.

Gene lock level two, repeated horizontal jump.

Although it has brought an indelible burden to the eyeballs and cervical spine, Hou Hailu Dou's sacrifice is worthwhile.

The white woman who was closest to the rear of the car would froze and froze in place whenever he met his eyes.

But the other two figures will shorten the distance between a few flashes and make up for the position.

Relying on the "scumbag-style" winks circulating among the three white-clothed women, he was temporarily spared the fate of being strangled, his eyes burst, and his heart paralyzed due to excessive blood loss.