I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Cough cough cough cough..."

In the next second, Fujiwara Takumi, who hadn't had time to get up, was strangled by the black and cracked arm, and was lifted into the air.

"Could it be that the 'once-in-four-thousand-year evil spirit' that combines the powers of Shuten and Ibaraki cannot enter your eyes?"

Close at hand is Wang Yueche's fierce and stern face.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a powerful divine power, even the purest "true power of the great rivers and mountains" still can't break through..."

Under the extremely close distance, the two forces in the two people's bodies, representing the thousand-year blood feud between humans and ghosts, and the incompatibility of fire and water, became more intensely intertwined and annihilated each other.

"But even if you are as strong as Your Excellency, you will still be shackled by your weak body!"

"boom."

Mochizuki Che's sandbag-sized fist ruthlessly hit Fujiwara Takumi's stomach: "Different from your traditional spirit eliminators who were born to fight resentful spirits, our Mochizuki clan originally served as 'killing spirit eliminators' The weapon was born!"

"Ugh..."

Fujiwara Takumi's thin body arched like a shrimp in mid-air, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Tch, just one punch, can't you take it?"

As soon as his neck loosened, his whole body slid down to the ground like a broken sack...

"After losing that powerful divine protection, the so-called 'son of God' is only at the level of an ordinary college student..."

Looking down at Fujiwara Takumi, who was covered in "sixteen petals and eight-fold chrysanthemum patterns" all over his body, shaking his hips and kneeling, clutching his abdomen in pain, Mochizuki's eyes flashed with disappointment: "Even the 'divine power' on your body, They have more backbone than you!"

In the situation where the original powers of the two sides annihilated each other and could not drive the spell, Mochizuki Che, who was no longer suppressed by the divine power and was comparable to a special soldier, could hang ten "Heisei Abandoned Houses" like Fujiwara Takumi with just one hand .

"It's a boring battle... However, I have to thank you for catalyzing this 'power of the great river and mountains' for me..."

Without looking at Fujiwara Takumi on the ground again, Mochizuki turned around and took a step towards the foot of the mountain...

"... Let me use a more perfect posture to solve Araki Sousuke!"

When the distance was opened, the gray flame that had escaped from the entanglement with the chrysanthemum pattern's spiritual power spewed out from the soles of his feet when he stepped hard on the ground...

Wang Yueche's calf seemed to be a rocket that was about to be launched into the sky, and his whole body was poised to rush out...

"Patter."

The next second, the violent ash flames all over his body suddenly died down, and turned into boiling oil again...

Like an athlete who started running with his hips on the ground but was suddenly caught by his ankles, Wang Yueche slammed into the ground below him with violent potential energy.

"boom!!!"

On the snow, there is an extra depression in the shape of "Tai".

"Pooh!"

Mochizuki, who was embedded in the snow, raised his neck, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked back at his heels: "Oh? It doesn't look like it, so spineless?"

There, Takumi Fujiwara, who was lying limp on the ground, stretched out his thin hands and stubbornly grabbed his ankle.

The surging "sixteen-petal and eight-fold chrysanthemum pattern" was spreading from his wrist, seething all over Wang Yueche's body.

"Sorry, this time it's one-on-one..."

The facial muscles were constantly twitching due to the pain, and Fujiwara Takumi, who had a bruised nose and a swollen nose, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I can't find an excuse to escape."

...

"Woo woo woo..."

Unwilling sobs sounded in the quietly driving Toyota Century sedan.

"Cousin Takumi, don't move, I'll give you some medicine."

In the back seat, a little girl in a kindergarten-standard "yellow hat and black dress" was awkwardly digging out Band-Aids and alcohol in a portable medicine box.

Sitting next to her was a "Bump Manjun" wearing a head-covering bodysuit and sobbing softly.

"Hiss... woo woo... Damn, those stupid bastards dared to use 'Millennium Kill' twenty-five times and 'Split Legs' on me thirty-six times..."

"There are five of them. It's normal for you to suffer."

The "Bumpman" pulled off the hood on his face, revealing the boy's bruised and swollen face: "But, but, they are only middle class students, I'm already a primary school student, okay..."

He wiped his nose with his tear-stained sleeve, and let the girl apply the medicine for him, the expression on his face was still indignant: "My 'Noah Bump Man COS suit', which is limited to 2,000 sets worldwide, failed to meet my expectations The deterrent effect must be that they are usually too ignorant! Pain, pain, pain..."

"Does it still hurt, let me blow it up for you... Although, Cousin Takumi suddenly wore strange clothes, sneaked into the kindergarten and declared that he would 'sanction' the boys in my class, which surprised everyone..."

The girl carefully cleaned the wound for the other party, and her little face was flushed under the setting sun: "But... Qianye is very happy!"

"Ahem, just like Taro would occasionally lose to Enmago, Barton the Beast, and Beria, it was just my carelessness this time!"

Seeing the girl's eyes filled with admiration, the boy's bruised face showed a self-consciously cold, yet distorted smile: "However, those guys should have learned a little lesson, and they won't dare to bully you so arrogantly in the future..."

He suddenly crossed his hands and made a handsome "cross" on his chest: "From now on, you can go to school with peace of mind, the giant of light will protect you in secret!"

"Oh... Cousin Takumi is amazing!"

...

"I'm not that good at all..."

"Just because I am alone in Hokkaido, even if I freeze to death or starve to death, become food for bears, sacrifice to the Ainu, or be trafficked to make strange films, I will never find that bus..."

On the snowy ground, Fujiwara Takumi, who was thrown to the ground, looked up at Mochizuki Che, who was also thrown to the ground by his ankle.

"However, that guy Zongsuke is very strong... If it was him, he would definitely be able to save everyone..."

This time, he met the other party's fierce eyes firmly: "At least for now, no, I can't let you disturb him."

"Hmph, meaningless actions...why do you stop me...just with this small body?"

Wang Yueche snorted coldly, and when he lifted his foot, he was about to tear his ankle out...

"Up and down, left and right, left and right BA!"

Dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from Fujiwara Takumi's palm!

Shinto Art Purification!

In the next second, the majestic fine chrysanthemum patterns spread from the ankles to Mo Yueche's whole body, colliding with the ashes fiercely, exploding, and annihilating...

The balance maintained between the two forces began to tilt little by little.

"Ugh!"

Mochizuki felt that he had become a living fish falling into the frying pan, and the "Power of the Great River and Mountain" in his body was like the "moisture" that was continuously evaporated by the "hot oil", and it began to dissipate little by little.