I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Why... Uncle Keigo, Chiyoko, Sousuke..."

Looking at his only friend in the distance who was about to have his "skull crushed", Fujiwara Takumi's heart was as "cool" as he was when he ate the smashed iced watermelon.

"Every time someone around me is in danger...I can only watch..."

Perhaps it was subconsciously resisting to see what was about to happen next, or being stimulated by the scarred memories in his heart, his eyes suddenly went dark.

"I'm going to keep watching... until when?!"

...

"woo woo woo woo……"

In the dimly lit apse of the Meiji Shrine, the girl's weak sobs were blown away by the wind.

"My lord... Qianye... is not an ugly monster..."

A little girl about five years old, wearing a gorgeous kimono and carved with jade, is kneeling in front of the shrine and silently wiping her tears.

"Chiba?"

A boy wearing a priest's robe happened to pass by the door. He quietly hid a humanoid object in his long sleeves, and asked with an adult appearance: "Everyone is going to the front hall, why are you here alone? ?”

"Cousin Takumi?"

The girl turned her head, her chubby face was covered with tears: "Students in the kindergarten said that Chiyoko was ugly... They kicked Chiyoko behind the teacher's back... and threw away Chiyoko's things..."

"However, father and mother said that Qianye can't be as fussy as they are..."

It seemed that the emotions had finally been vented, and the girl's grievances and tears erupted like a torrent: "Everyone is so annoying, after the spring break, Chiba no longer goes to kindergarten!"

"Hey, you, don't cry first, others will think I did something strange to you later..."

"By the way, the current school violence has already reduced to the age of kindergarten... Is the next step going to the delivery room?" 』

Seeing the little girl crying in a sudden storm, the boy dressed as a priest was startled and at a loss: "Yes, yes, look, this!"

A silver unidentified doll wearing a salted duck egg mask and crossing his hands in front of him was held up in front of the girl.

"Is this... Cousin Takumi's monster doll..."

This handsome doll in a funny shape immediately made the girl forget to cry, and wrinkled her nose in disgust: "It's so ugly... Ouch!"

The boy raised his hand and shuddered ruthlessly, making her cover her head in aggrieved way.

"Monster doll?! Heh heh heh, stupid little girl..."

"This is Noah Bumpman, one of the four mysterious dents. It is a legendary giant of light who has guarded the universe since ancient times. It bears the 'Noah's Wings' that can travel through time and space. 'Noah Hellfire' and the piercing 'Noah Lightning'..."

"By the way, the nirvana is 'Inatsuma Transcendent Light' and 'Noah Final Style'..."

"Wow……"

"He has defeated countless monsters such as Dark Zhaji, Beria, Torregia, Dark Orb, Tabra, etc., saving the entire universe from danger time and time again!"

Listening to the boy's eloquent and vivid "teaching before the gods", the girl looked at the doll with eyes gradually full of awe and yearning: "Will the giant of light also protect Qianye?"

"Cough, cough, cough... I, of course... I won't!"

"Eh?"

"The Giant of Light wants to protect the universe, but he is very busy..."

Seeing the other party's bright eyes gradually dimming, the boy hurriedly stuffed the bump in his hand into the girl's arms: "If someone bullies you, come and tell me... As the Son of God, I have the right to punish them from heaven!"

...

"Protect?"

The dusty memories faded away, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Fujiwara Takumi's mouth.

Times have changed, and the girl who loved to cry back then has long since grown into a slim and unattainable royal jewel.

And the high-spirited self has become a boudoir otaku who stays behind closed doors and abandons himself.

"What do you keep saying to protect others?! Hahahaha...that's ridiculous..."

A pair of "sixteen-petal and eight-fold chrysanthemum patterns" bloomed in the bottom of Fujiwara Takumi's pupils, and he felt an aura of indifference to life...

"The so-called 'one-in-four-thousand-year favored person' is actually just a bastard who can't even protect himself!"

With him as the center, a huge golden chrysanthemum bloomed layer upon layer on the snow, covering an area of ​​more than ten meters in an instant!

"hiss……"

Ichisuke, who was the closest, felt this irresistible and terrifying coercion that made people bow their heads to worship, and his hill-like body trembled and couldn't move.

And the ghost bear who raised its claws to pat the back of Araki Sousuke's head was submerged in the dense stamens of this golden chrysanthemum, and its movements froze suddenly...

The strong resentment lingering all over its body intersects with the golden glow, boiling like a hot oil pan with water added!

"Hey, look, you guys, the vibration intensity of this 'Crazy Artist' file, Mr. Kato may not be able to withstand it?"

Only Sousuke Araki, who had his back to the "ghost bear" and was totally oblivious to the fact that he was trapped in the chrysanthemum bushes because of the blindfold, was still showing off the crazy shaking "July Rain" to the two of them...

"Zheng!!!!"

Perhaps, it is because I can no longer stand the unresponsive idiot in front of me...

Holding the July Rain in his hand, amidst the sharp sound of gold and iron, like a carp jumping out of the water, it ejected from the scabbard!

"This knife...is there only one?"

"Then you need a scabbard, what are you doing here..."

What appeared in the eyes of Fujiwara Takumi and Ichisuke was a strange object like a flashlight with only a handle and no blade.

"Ah, why do you come up and move yourself..."

Of course, in the eyes of Sosuke Araki, what jumped out of the scabbard was just an ordinary Taidao.

"Bear?"

His eyes followed the movement of Qi Yueyu in mid-air, and the tall, hideous ghost bear appeared in front of his eyes...

"Uh woo!"

In the next second, July Rain scraped across the ghost bear's legs with precision like a missile...

"Pa-ta... da-da-da..."

A long and thick black bear tail, and a pair of black and huge unknown balls rolled down on the pure white snow with bloodstains, emitting traces of sad black air...

"woo woo woo woo……"

The "Ghost Bear Lord", who had been unyielding in the "Sixteen Petals and Eightfold Chrysanthemum", covered his legs with his bear's paw, and knelt down in front of Araki Sousuke desolately in the posture of the character of eight.

"Hiss, even though I didn't do it, it still hurts just looking at it..."

Recovering from the surprise of suddenly encountering the "bear hug directly behind", Sousuke Araki looked at the ghost bear in front of him, and the pain that "men can understand" flashed in his eyes.