I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"By the way, where am I? Is it almost morning..."

Sinking into drunkenness, Araki Sousuke, who had finished laughing wildly, stood on the empty streets of Akihabara, looking around in confusion, as if he couldn't find the way forward for a while.

"Why don't you go to Houhai's place for a rest, and go to see the car with that boy Gongxing in the afternoon."

"It's a pity that it's too early to open the door, otherwise you can 'buy a lot of money' for some study materials when you go upstairs. 』

He took out his mobile phone from his underwear and checked the time. Driven by instinct, he walked towards the extremely conspicuous "M'S Department Store" and "Adultsの世界" where posters of various teachers were displayed throughout the building.

"Oh hehehe, isn't this Araki-kun? Why did you come to the association so early today? The spirit removers are different from non-combatants. They don't need to clock in at work every day..."

Just when Sousuke Araki came to the electric sliding door that had been attacked by "Grandma Pinhole" in a suicide attack, an old voice stopped him from behind.

"Shi, old man Shiben?"

Seeing the person coming, Araki Zongsuke put the suitcase behind him without any trace, showing a calm expression.

"Hold on, Araki Sosuke, virgin, 23 years old..."

The thin old man standing behind him was none other than Ichiro Tokimoto, the president of the Exorcist Association, the uncle of Mai Hanyu and Luto Atsukai, who was usually invisible.

"Oh, what are you holding in your hand?"

"No, it's nothing, just some clothes! I happened to drink too much nearby last night, so I came here to rest..."

"If this old man finds out that I have violated the agreement signed with the 'Institute of Truth' and made 'illegal transactions' with Hiroshi without authorization, I will die!" 』

At this moment, Ichiro Shimoto's usual yellow Taoist robe and mahogany sword disappeared for some reason. Instead, he was wearing a black stand-up collar with the characteristics of the Dragon Kingdom, exuding a solemn and solemn "leadership atmosphere".

"Did you drink too much? No wonder you smell of alcohol. It's nice to be young..."

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Sosuke Araki, Tokimoto Ichiro showed a clear expression.

"In the era of the bubble, the old man was often entertained by clients after the event, and he lingered in izakayas and fireworks venues every day, and left every day with a sore waist, exhausted, and drunk... It's not like being old now, having a drink I couldn't stand up anymore. 』

"Ha, hahaha, I'm fine, I just drank a few more drinks at the izakaya at night... Ah, suddenly I feel dizzy and thirsty, since I have nothing to do, I'll go first..."

Slightly ostentatiously stroking his forehead, Araki Sousuke retreated towards the elevator pretending to be natural, intending to "strategic transfer" with the stolen money.

"The old man's office has the Dahongpao, the top-grade Wuyi Mountain mother tree in Longguo that has been treasured for twenty years. It is good for hangovers. Why don't you go up and drink a pot..."

However, Tokimoto Ichiro's seemingly trembling slender hand had already grabbed the corner of his clothes at some point: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. I always wanted to chat with you, but I didn't have the right opportunity."

"Drink a pot, no, no need... Dahongpao is very expensive, I'll go to the Houhai refrigerator to get a bottle of 'Girl's Holy Water', and sleep on the sofa..."

"If this old man who likes to pretend to be ignorant understands something, it's not as simple as 'drinking a pot' with Hanyu-san... Hey, this old man has a lot of strength. 』

Sousuke Araki twisted his body slightly, trying to take out the corner of his clothes, but found that the other party was pulling him much tighter than he imagined.

At such a close distance, he could even smell the strong smell of soap on the other party's body, which seemed to have just been bathed and changed.

And under the smell of soap, there is a trace of earthy and bloody smell that cannot be concealed.

"A few days ago, I went to worship at the grave of Moon Shadow Lord."

Next, Tokimoto Ichiro only used one sentence, and let him quietly follow behind.

"Moon, moon shadow..."

"Now, would you like some tea?"

...

Ten minutes later, Ichiro Tokimoto's office.

"It's much more dilapidated than the chairman's office as I imagined, and the decoration is still in the style of Longguo in the 1980s..."

Standing by the mahogany tea table, Sousuke Araki looked curiously at this office full of time.

"Wow, these are all antiques, right? Look at this mahogany sword, the carving is really fine..."

Stretching out his hands to caress the simple and elegant furniture and tea tables one by one, he picked up the Longguo books and Taoist-style collections on the bookshelf to play with for a few times. He couldn't help but think of the office of Wang Nan, the president of Nuluoquan, who he had been to.

"Hey, has this thing been put here?"

On the bottom shelf of the bookshelf is the "Taketori Picture Scroll" that he turned in to the "Institute of Truth" after "feeding" yesterday.

"There are no new clues in this "Taketori Picture Scroll" for the time being, and I am worried that the Furisode that can burn Tokyo in half will suddenly appear, so I will keep it here for the time being."

Sitting opposite him, Tokimoto Ichiro unhurriedly lit the charcoal fire in the stove, and put the old iron pot with simple shape and unique pattern on it.

"Why don't you ask Director Mochizuki, isn't this stuff passed down from generation to generation in their family? Wait, you actually use charcoal fire to boil water in the office..."

Seeing Ichiro Tokimoto's actions without "awareness of safety and fire prevention", Sousuke Araki couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If this old man was allowed to go to "Yoshihara Yanshang" Shenyin to receive the immersive "fire safety education", he would definitely throw away this charcoal stove when he came back.

"The "Bamboo Tori Picture Scroll" was given to the royal family by the Mochizuki family as early as the return of the Emperor Meiji's reign. Even Koji Mochizuki only borrowed it for a long time in the name of 'folklore research'..."

"The reason why he is willing to give it to us to try is to prove that he doesn't know much about this thing."

"So that's how it is... Closer to home, the Moon Shadow you just mentioned..."

"Hey, it's five o'clock, let's drink tea first."

Tokimoto Ichiro sat upright with his eyes closed, shaking his head inscrutablely.

"Before drinking tea, you need to burn incense and calm your breath, and boil the sweet spring alive."

"Mystery..."

Seeing his appearance, Araki Sousuke had no choice but to endure a lot of questions in his chest, and sat down obediently.

"Puff puff……"

After a while, the old-fashioned iron pot on the charcoal stove trembled slightly, and boiling steam gushed out.

Sitting at the table, Tokimoto Ichiro reached for the iron pot, warmed the tea set on the table, and took out an iron can.

"Big Bin Mulin, Oolong enters the palace..."

He muttered words in his mouth, and quickly put the tea in the iron pot into the purple sand pot, hung the pot to high-pour, poured the pot to heat up, brewed a warm cup...

"High mountains and flowing water, spring breeze blowing... Oolong enters the sea, rewashing the beauty..."

All of a sudden, the whole house bloomed with the unique fragrance of Wuyi rock tea.