I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Tokyo, Taito Ward, Sentsu 3-chome.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, this neighborhood is located on the edge of Taito District and cannot be directly reached by the subway. At this time, there are still many pedestrians in a hurry and with strange expressions.

Perhaps it was luck, or maybe it was due to the geographical location. Since the "Tokyo Metropolitan Three Fronts" opened in time on the night of the Obon Festival, the area damaged by the "Ulan Basin Tornado Disaster" just stopped in front of Sensoji Temple. Therefore, this area is located in The area north of Sensoji Temple was spared.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Amidst the screeching exhaust sound, a black heavy locomotive slid onto the sidewalk beside the intersection with a horizontal brake.

"Boy, blowing up the exhaust at the Zhujihui's site at night, scaring the guests who are taking a bath, can you afford it?"

Across the road, in several dimly lit shops, a few men came out, shouting and cursing at the rider in the car with skilled tongue-tapping sounds.

The crumpled suit, the large gold chain at the neckline low enough to reveal the pectoralis major, the faintly visible tattoo on the arm...

He was just short of writing the word "Sister Brother" on his face.

"Heh heh heh... ride my beloved little motorcycle..."

The blond young man in sportswear, carrying a bucket bag, and pushing the motorcycle into the parking space seemed to be in a good mood.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm going to park the car now and make sure it's quiet."

He hummed a ditty and apologized without looking back.

"Hey, little brother, we have an important program filming right now. The decibel noise you just made can't be compensated by parking the car."

Hearing the insincere tone of the other party, those men who were already angry immediately surrounded him without hesitation.

"This street is getting more and more unlucky recently, because of people like you..."

"That's right, I think you can barely sell this broken car for a few dollars, why don't you use it as an apology?"

Seeing the heavy locomotive with a hideous shape on the other side, they were slightly taken aback, and then their eyes lit up.

"I'm sorry, although this car has a bad temper and consumes a lot of fuel..."

After parking the car and taking off his helmet, the strong blond young man turned around and looked firmly at the people surrounding him.

"However, it is a partner worthy of entrusting me to life and death, and it must not be given to you."

At this moment, several men noticed that this blond young man with a tough face had a six-pointed star knife engraved on his temples, and a one-eyed eye patch on his face...

Even though he was only wearing ordinary sportswear, his whole body exuded a strong criminal aura.

At first glance, it is a "fellow man".

"Boy, the face is very raw, you, which 'branch' are you?!"

Stared at by his fierce eyes, several extreme men panicked for some reason.

"Zhi", which means the twigs of a big tree, alludes to the small organizations under the sub-organizations that work for large-scale polar organizations, and are generally responsible for maintaining order and attracting business at the operating site.

In short, it is "offline's offline's offline", the existence at the bottom of the food chain squeezed by Jidao.

"It's so late, with such a big bag on your back, do you want to secretly 'sell'?"

"That's right, you must open it and check it!"

It seemed that he was a little annoyed that several of them were shocked by one person, and the leading man grabbed the bucket bag on the other's waist.

"Hey, the baby here is thick, big and hard enough, if you are sure you want to see it..."

The blond young man showed an ambiguous expression, turned his head to the side alley, and walked in first.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, you'd better take out a gun for me from inside..."

Several men looked at each other, grinning grinningly and followed in.

"Hey, I'll let you all see and see, my uncle..."

Walking into the alley, the blond young man turned around abruptly, frowned skillfully, showed devilish fine teeth, and reached out to untie the belt around his waist...

"Aha!"

"Oh!"

"uh-huh!"

"Um? ! 』

Before he could make the next move, several men fell limply to the ground amidst ecstatic groans.

"you are late."

At the entrance of the dark alley, a cold male voice said so.

"Boom."

"Sorry, no one can beat this guy before me."

While righteously accusing the other party of being unpunctual, the man who did not know when he appeared at the entrance of the alley calmly withdrew the long and thick knife handle from a man's lower body.

"Who are you……"

Looking at the tall figure in a kimono, double swords on his waist, and flying ponytail against the backlight at the alley, the blond young man narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a familiar headache coming.

"The storm has not yet risen, and the dust haze is endless, so walk with your back to your heart."

At the entrance of the alley, the man held the handle of the knife, straightened his waist and turned sideways, and chanted words of unknown meaning in a low and slow tone.

"Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you mercifully that Tachibana, the lower level [2] spirit destroyer..."

"Abe Temple?!"

"It's late at night, so time-wasting appearances like reciting haiku under the moon should be avoided. 』

The blond young man called out the other party's name in one gulp, interrupting the unfinished "singing".

"Sousuke Araki, not only was he late, but he also interrupted other people's self-introduction without authorization. Do you know how rude this is?"

On a dark and windy night, the two standing in the dark alley, with the disheveled and unconscious man behind them as the backdrop...

It was Sousuke Araki, the trainee exorcist, and his "instructor of exorcism" tonight, Abeji.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that my partner tonight is actually you...yawn..."

"I originally thought that the association would assign me a youthful, beautiful, glamorous female spirit remover when Kotori Yushi went to Hokkaido for a study trip..."

Looking at Abeji who was full of fighting spirit in his eyes, Sousuke Araki looked hopeless.

That's right, on the day he went to Hinami Sawa Village to do some "finishing work", as a female high school student, Kotori Yumami had already embarked on a school trip to Hokkaido.

After the second semester of the third year of high school begins, most high schools will concentrate on arranging school trips between September and October to adjust their mentality, relax their spirits, leave the last good memories of high school life, and go all out for the subsequent university exams preparation.

"Correct me, it's not a partner, but a mentor... Although you don't know the content of the mission yet, aren't you afraid of losing to me in tonight's spirit-killing competition?"

Seeing Araki Sousuke's listless appearance, Abeji smiled coldly.

"Wait, the word 'competition' is superfluous, okay? Do you have any misunderstanding about tonight's mission? ! 』

"Hmph, there's no need to explain. Although I was lucky enough to lose to you twice in the way of swordsmanship, the treacherous and unpredictable method of removing spirits cannot be solved by strong strength! Moreover, after these months of hard training, I am no longer the same as before. it's me..."

"By the way, I managed to get a ticket for the "Junko Kato Fan Appreciation Festival ~ On-site Special Event ~ White Turbidity Baptism Feedback" by using my contacts, so I got this chance from Yamada-kun. 』