I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Hokkaido, Lake Toya, National Highway 230.

There is no moon in the night sky, and the snow is flying. In the daytime, the land is still white, but it has been dyed endless black at this moment.

"Bang bang bang..."

The howling wind was mixed with sporadic gunshots.

"Keep in formation!"

"Follow up, pay attention to your feet, don't let those dirty things get closer..."

In the dark sky and the ground, a figure as small as an ant is struggling to move forward in the black blizzard that swallows everything.

"Bang bang bang..."

From time to time, there are pale and broken figures, rushing out of the wind and snow...

In the next second, the ground will be shattered in the light of the spiritual bullet.

"Huh...huh...hold on...following this direction, we will be back to the camp soon..."

In this world where everything is black, white "totems" that are raging in anger and exaggerated in shape are standing proudly on the original route from National Highway 230 to the camp, exuding a holy atmosphere in the wind and snow.

"Stay alert here first, wait for the people behind..."

More than a dozen team members in white camouflage, sleds, and live ammunition dragged the sled behind them and stopped under one of the "totems".

"If you want to pee, you must move quickly, and the distance and spray force must be sufficient, and you can't let XX and your clothes freeze together..."

"Report, I think big..."

"If you don't want multiple tails behind your butt, hold back even if you die."

On the crude wooden sled, lay two unconscious "guardians" and several Ainu dogs.

This group of people is exactly the disaster prevention mobile team that retreated ahead of schedule with "Shou Chen Ding" at the foot of Mount Yotei.

"I don't know what happened to the captain..."

The leading team member was panting with difficulty, took the opportunity to change the warm patch on his body, and kept his eyes on the direction he came from.

Trapped in this black blizzard, not only is the temperature extremely cold, movement is difficult, and visibility is extremely low, but also the chaotic whispers in the ears and the hallucinations that flash before the eyes from time to time.

In addition, the spirit body that appeared from time to time in the wind and snow and devoured people, even with the best protection against cold and resentment, long-distance marching was almost impossible.

"No problem, as long as they find this 'Big Taiyaki Cyclotron Jet Big Taiyaki', they won't lose their way!"

"In other words, the reduction rate is really high..."

Everyone raised their heads subconsciously, looking devoutly at the unknown object behind them consisting of two snowballs and thick icicles.

In this terrible black snowstorm, as a road sign to guide and shelter them to move forward steadily, it is the "big taiyaki cyclotron jet big taiyaki" that was piled up by a certain "Hokkaido's strongest snow removal craftsman" when he came. .

At this moment, the "big taiyaki cyclotron-accelerated jet big taiyaki" seemed to be a few circles taller than before, and the surrounding area of ​​one meter still kept its original pure white spotlessly.

Staying at the foot of this "big Taiyaki cyclotron jet big Taiyaki", not only those maddening whispers and weird fantasies disappeared, even the body temperature seemed to be a little higher.

"It's not right, the people behind are a bit late...You guys, go and have a look with me..."

After waiting for a while, he still didn't see any teammates coming from behind him. The man frowned, took out the spear at his waist, and walked towards the snow...

"Roar!!!"

In the distance, several black dog shadows scurry through the wind and snow, patrolling the periphery without any scruples.

"Be careful where you step, the group of 'sending wolves' are still following behind..."

Seeing the flashing red light in the eyes of those dog shadows, everyone slowed down vigilantly.

Sending Wolf, also known as Sending Dog and Sending Weasel, is a kind of monster that follows people who walk at night.

According to legend, they will hang behind the night crawler all the way to protect each other from other monsters.

After arriving at the destination safely, the night walker only needs to give his straw sandals or salt to the delivery dog, and he will be safe and sound.

This seemingly superior treatment, the only rule is that the nightcrawler cannot fall during the journey.

Once it falls, it will be ruthlessly eaten by the wolves and turned into food.

Since leaving the foot of Mt. Yotei, this team has been surrounded by these wolves from afar.

Although the feeling of being targeted by the sending wolves is very bad, but it is these sending wolves who helped drive away many hidden existences in the wind and snow, and everyone was able to reach this position earlier than expected.

"Beep beep beep..."

Suddenly, amidst the wind and snow, a slightly restless car horn sounded.

"Why is there a trumpet sound, I must be hallucinating again..."

"That's right, this loud horn sound is trying to deceive someone... It's not as tempting as those little sisters' yelling just now, keep going..."

"Miss sister...why do I hear only the thoughts of the cold old lady?!"

Not to mention that in the black snow where motor vehicles cannot drive, even on the normal National Highway 230 on weekdays, there are very few vehicles honking their horns while driving.

After all, it is extremely impolite behavior for most of the old-fashioned and stubborn Japanese.

"Wait...just now..."

"So... you, you heard it too?!"

Halfway through the conversation, the team members suddenly realized something and looked at each other in surprise.

Auditory hallucinations caused by high levels of resentment are often "customized" for each person's inner fears and desires, and it is extremely rare to hear the same content at the same time.

"Beep beep beep..."

Amidst the continuous sound of the trumpets getting closer and closer, a dazzling glimmer of light lit up in the darkness not far in front of everyone...

"This light... warning..."

Blinded by the sudden strong light, all the team members subconsciously stretched out their hands to cover their faces.

"Big bus?!"

After getting used to the sudden strong light, a white bus with dazzling headlights shredded the darkness and appeared in front of everyone...

"Why, this car can run normally..."

Through the goggles of the spirit detective, the team members could clearly see that a huge "sixteen-petal and eight-fold chrysanthemum pattern" was hovering above the roof of the bus, eliminating the black snow falling from the sky.

A layer of crimson light is wrapping the surface of the car body, melting the ice and snow under its feet.

And the resentment in the wind and snow, as if encountering a vacuum cleaner, chased the driver's cab in an endless stream, converging into a bunch of fierce snow tornadoes at the rear of the car.

"Wow, woof, woof, woof!"

"woo woo woo woo……"

This bus, which can be called the "Apocalypse Tank of the Spiritual World", sped past the group of delivery dogs who were sitting in place without any notice, and stopped in front of everyone amidst the crystal clear ground.

"Tsk, it looks like the number of prostitutes is going to increase again..."

In the cab, a greasy black-haired man with a ferocious expression and five veins on his forehead poked his head out.