I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Oh, don't cry, don't cry... Form is emptiness, emptiness is form... Although you can't take it back, you probably won't need it in the future... What, you can't pee anymore? I really ignored this problem..."

Just when Araki Sousuke stretched out his hand to the bear head who was kneeling slightly higher than himself, he wanted to express his comfort, and by the way, he offered the other party a free "one-stop service of resonance at the same frequency, becoming a Buddha and ascending to heaven"...

"Roar!"

The "Ghost Xiong Jun", who knelt with his paws covering his legs and was immersed in the grief of losing a good opportunity, suddenly opened his ferocious mouth, and bit the arm he offered...

"Crack."

Araki Sousuke withdrew his arm like a conditioned reflex, causing the ghost bear's upper and lower rows of sharp teeth to slam into each other, and it shattered to the ground...

"Haoyou root!"

In the next second, Sousuke Araki subconsciously punched the giant bear in front of him on the chin!

"It's obviously called a ghost bear..."

Feeling the tactile sensation from fist to flesh, he exclaimed suddenly: "...isn't it a spirit body?!"

That tall ghost bear, starting from the mane where the fist was punched in the chin, spread out a touch of pure whiteness, and the resentment around him then gathered towards his arm and disappeared without a trace...

"Uh woo..."

In the next second, the ghost bear wailed and flew backwards, fell into the bushes, and brought down a large canopy of snow.

"Yes, yes, have you ever chased this kind of thing, which is long and square, has four wheels, has a lot of people inside, and doesn't run too fast?"

Recalling that the "spiral ascending to heaven" in front of him seemed to be his "tracking target", Araki Sousuke hurriedly strode to catch up, took out the crumpled photo of the bus from his arms, and pointed at the ghost lying in the grass with palms together. Bear asked.

"What? You said that you haven't been down the mountain at all recently, maybe other guys did it? Wait, think about it again..."

"Huh...huh...huh...you scared me to death just now, Zongsuke, you stupid idiot!"

Seeing that Araki Sousuke's crisis was resolved, Fujiwara Takumi, who had been ready to go, the giant chrysanthemums all over his body and the chrysanthemum patterns at the bottom of his pupils faded together...

The "emotions" that belonged to humans returned to his face.

"Congratulations, bear spirit, return to the kingdom of God!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The city assistant on the side was leading the group of Ainu dogs, and kept worshiping the giant bear lying in the grass, foaming at the mouth and turning white eyes: "Ghost bear, who has lived for decades and was killed by evil The existence of being entangled with things and turned into walking corpses, so there is a body that is tireless and fearless of pain..."

"Mr. Araki...you must be the king of the mountain gods! Only the mountain gods can purify the evil ghosts and bears and send them back to the kingdom of God!"

"Stop talking nonsense about mountain gods... What should I do with this bear now? Let it lie here, what if I catch a cold, why not take advantage of its illness..."

Looking at the giant bear lying in the grass, his breath getting weaker and weaker, Fujiwara Takumi was still a little scared.

"Don't worry, the ghost bear's lifespan has already come to an end, and it is only because of the evil spirit that it cannot leave. It is purified now, and I am afraid that after waking up, it will find a cave and wait to return to the kingdom of God..."

Shisuke waved his hand at Fujiwara Takumi who looked worried, signaling him not to worry.

"Buzz buzz..."

After the ghost bear was "dragon KO" by Sosuke Araki, the hero Yaodao Qiyueyu who "unsheathed and attacked the chicken" first fell from mid-air and plunged straight into the snow, making a beep of being ignored.

"You are a broken knife, usually inserted so tightly, you can't pull it out no matter what, and you always come out by yourself when you shouldn't..."

Just when Araki Sousuke bent down to pick up Qiyueyu, retract the scabbard, and continue the unfinished "vibration tracing business"...

"Patter."

Standing proudly in the snow like a sword in a stone, July Rain swayed twice before falling weakly on the snow.

"strangeness……"

Seeing this scene, Araki Sousuke seemed to have grasped the key point, and squatted down to carefully examine the antique sword lying in the snow.

"Hey, hey, the target we were supposed to track came to him by himself, and you "castrated him to become a Buddha" because of your disagreement... Now where are we going to find that bus?"

Seeing the footprints left on the snow after the ghost bear dissipated, Fujiwara Takumi felt that his search and rescue operation had returned to the original point.

"Hey, look at this broken knife..."

Araki Sousuke, just as if he had harvested some novelty toy, repeatedly threw the unsheathed July Rain on the snow, and watched it fall by itself...

"...Does it look like the person-hunting staff of Nuluojiangmen?"

Strangely, every time July Rain trembled and fell to the ground, the handle of the knife pointed in the same direction.

"Could it be that Xiaoniao Youshi and that bus are in this direction?"

Everyone looked along the handle of the knife, it was the wide gorge with dense vegetation between Mt. Yotei and Mt. Horoshiri...

"Sniff... the smell in the wind, something is not right... the ghost bear has clearly returned to the Kingdom of God..."

Shisuke, who was silently worshiping at the back, led the group of Ainu dogs all the way to the canyon to smell.

"Why is there... more and more intense aura in this mountain?"

But the more carefully he distinguishes the aura mixed in the wind and snow, the weirder his expression becomes: "Could it be that... more than one ghost bear has awakened in this 'God's Punishment'?!"

...

At the same time, the Disaster Prevention Self-Defense Forces, wearing snow camouflage uniforms and fully armed, are marching a little lonely in the mountains and forests of Fenghaoxuewu.

"Vice-captain, vice-captain, they had been running foolishly for more than ten minutes before, why did they suddenly think of using a motorcycle to pull the sled... Was it reminded by what you just said?"

Beside the leader Moros, a team member asked out of breath.

"Bastard, bastard, now is not the time to care about these details... Hurry up and follow the ruts before they disappear..."

Gritting his teeth, Sen Luosi speeded up along the gradually shallower sled tracks on the snow with a look of talking about him from left to right: "I don't believe it, even if they give up searching for the bus near the national highway, they have to stop. Come down to refuel, eat, sleep, pee and shit?!"

The team members on the side pursed their mouths and swallowed back the complaint of "we also have to eat, sleep, pee and shit".

Although I have been fighting those immortal "living corpses" for several years in the mad sand heat wave in the Middle East...

However, marching in a vast expanse of ice and snow is still an extremely unfamiliar first experience for the disaster prevention mobile team.

"Assemble all, rest for five minutes, check the supplies and confirm the current location!"

"receive!"

Now that the "blitzkrieg" has become a "protracted war", a group of team members began to make various inspections and preparations in a very disciplined manner.

"Report to the deputy captain, the magnetic field is disordered, the compass is invalid, and the current precise position cannot be confirmed..."

After a while, a team member with a pale face came to Sen Luosi's side and handed him a compass that twirled wildly and turned into an electric fan.