I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Sorry, President, I was rude just now! But, why are you here alone?"

That's right, the white-haired old man standing in front of the stone, wearing a Taoist robe and a wooden sword, who seems to be going to the park for morning exercises, is his highest boss, the president of the Spirit Eliminator Association, a national treasure-level exorcist with an exemption level of "Three". The spirit, Tokimoto Ichiro.

"Oh hehehe, I don't sleep well when I'm old, and there's such a big incident tonight, so I thought I'd come here earlier and run in the morning."

Tokimoto Ichiro smiled kindly, and patted Ishigami's arm affectionately: "Thanks for your hard work, Ishigami-kun, it's not easy for you."

"President Shiben is serious. Compared with the spirit eliminators who are fighting with their lives on the front line, those of us who have only weak inspiration, no talent for cultivation, and only responsible for logistics affairs are non-combatants. Working overtime is nothing at all. "

Looking at the respected and amiable old man in front of him, Shi Shangjun humbly bowed deeply to him, and secretly glanced around the alley with guilty eyes.

"No, I mean, Ishigami-kun, you have not only done the work of the association very well, but you are also busy passing the information to the "Aum Shinrikyo". It is indeed not easy..."

In the next second, Ichiro Tokimoto's kind tone, like a morning greeting, made Ishigami, who was bowing at ninety degrees, petrified directly in place.

Most afraid, the air is suddenly quiet.

"President Tokimoto, you must have misheard something. I was actually joking with my friend on the phone call just now."

After a few seconds, Ishigami straightened up in panic, as if he wanted to explain...

"There must be something in here..."

Then, he suddenly took out a slightly reflective thing from the lining of his suit, and pressed it to Ichiro Tokimoto's forehead.

"……Misunderstand!"

It was a silver-white silencer pistol.

"President Tokimoto, I advise you not to make any suspicious moves... After all, no matter how powerful the Eliminator is, he can't resist bullets at this distance."

Seeing that the old man in front of him didn't make any movement from the beginning to the end as if he was stunned, Ishigami exhaled a breath of stale air with peace of mind.

"Your 'Bronze Corpse of Hundred Battles' seems to be still near Taito District, so it can't come here faster than a bullet, right?"

"Since the Exorcism Exemption Exam, the movements of the Exorcists of the Association seem to be clearly controlled by others. After squatting for so long, I didn't expect that the inner ghost was actually you, Ishigami-kun..."

Seemingly not surprised by the situation in front of him, Tokimoto Ichiro ignored the black hole on his forehead and just stared at him quietly: "I just want to know, why?"

"Hey, why...Of course, it is in exchange for a miracle from the 'Aum Truth Society' and gain the power to protect yourself!"

Hearing this question, Ishigami, who has always been humble and gentle, had a self-deprecating grin on his mouth at this time: "If I could choose, I would rather not meet these so-called 'extraordinary events' and see the most real, terrifying and hopeless world in this world." look like!"

"In that way, I can continue the ordinary life trajectory of 'graduated from a prestigious university, become an elite in the workplace, get married and have children, retire to receive an annuity, wife's money and the cowherd run away, and die in a bubble bath shop at the age of eighty because of a sudden wind'!"

It seemed that these words had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and his originally fair face gradually became crazy and distorted.

"But, since I already know the truth of the world, how can I continue to live deaf and dumb after receiving that stupid training?!"

"I naively thought that by joining the association, I would be able to gain the ability to fight against those things. However, the more I worked hard, the more I realized that in the world of 'Supermanence', there is an insurmountable barrier between people. , the gap called 'talent'!"

The bitterness and helplessness accumulated over the years seemed to explode at this moment.

"Hey, what's the use of me telling you these things... how do you talented and aloof spirit eliminators understand how tormented and powerless we little people with only weak inspiration are?"

"Once upon a time, among the founding members of the association, there was an ordinary person who was worse than you and didn't even have a faint inspiration..."

Looking at the completely distorted Ishigami-kun in front of him, Tokimoto Ichiro sighed slightly.

"In the face of these unknown existences, he never flinched. Instead, he used his professional knowledge to solve many problems time and time again."

"Not only that, but he also creatively proposed the idea of ​​making 'annihilation props that ordinary people can use'... Guangzhi is now passing on his idea."

"Sorry, President Tokimoto, I want to ask, where is the founding member you mentioned, and is he dead or alive?"

Ishigami sneered disdainfully and interrupted the other party.

"This... I don't know..."

"That's right, I'm just a small person who wants to protect myself, but I don't have your great feelings."

Looking at Ichiro Tokimoto who was silently shaking his head, Ishigami laughed at himself, and his finger on the trigger trembled slightly: "Since my identity has been exposed, I can only use your life as a 'souvenir' in the homecoming meeting. Anyway. In the past two years, I have also accumulated enough 'relics' to become a god-favored person..."

Saying this, he slammed the trigger on his fingertips: "The final battle is about to begin, no one can survive the 'God's Wrath', and you are just one step ahead of others!"

"If you want to blame, blame this completely distorted world that is about to collapse!"

"Crack."

There was a crisp trigger sound, but no bullets were fired from the muzzle.

Most afraid, the air is suddenly quiet X2.

"This...when is..."

Slightly taken aback, Shi Shangjun realized that the magazine in his hand had been removed at some point.

"Whoosh."

Immediately afterwards, a thick, long and round mahogany sword continued to enlarge in front of his eyes...

"Hey, although the old man is old and his physical strength is not as good as before, but only this skill of stealing the day and changing the day and changing flowers and trees is still practiced day and night."

Taking back the wooden sword in his hand, Tokimoto Ichiro pasted several talisman papers on the unconscious Ishigami-kun with a wide red mark on his face...

"When the stream cloud first rose, the sun sank into the pavilion, and the mountain and rain were about to come and the wind filled the building. In vain, I wasted so many years, wasted to the advanced age and the number of days, and failed to find out the mastermind behind those things... "

Looking back at the brighter sky above his head, Tokimoto Ichiro's wrinkled eyes were full of determination: "Haruto, Kino, Kouji, take care... This time, no matter how many beasts are hidden under the sea , even if I abandon this old bone, I will dive down to see the true face of 'that organization'!"