I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Take back Hakodate... what age is this, these antique-like vengeful spirits, are you kidding me?!"

"It's okay to increase the number of ghosts and gods to three, but they are still ruthless characters like Isamu Kondo and Souji Okita?!"

"Vice-captain, let's disperse and break through, we must take the news from here!"

Having no time to pay attention to the situation outside the city, Sen Luosi and a group of team members looked at the three ghosts and gods standing side by side in the city with livid faces, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

The strength of ghosts and gods is often positively correlated with the "faith" they can condense.

Katsuta Shimazaki, daimyo Isamu Kondo, director of the Shinsengumi, and the fourth-generation head of the Natural Rishin Stream.

Okita Soujiro, also known as Okita Souji, is the leader of the Shinsengumi 1st Division, assistant assistant, and swordsmanship instructor.

These two, in the history of the Shinsengumi, are not inferior to Hijikata Toshizo in terms of strength and popularity.

It can be said that it is these three people who are both Tama Natural Rishin-ryu and the "Kondo Clan" and have a deep bond. As the core figures, they support the rise of the Shinsengumi from commoner samurai to imperial shogunate.

Of course, along the way, the blood of "companions" with different political views also flowed under their feet.

"Mr. Tukata, the equipment of those guys outside the door... looks very similar to Sa Changjun's repeating gun..."

In the next second, Director Okita squinted his crescent-like smiling eyes, and sharply glanced at Sen Luosi and his party who were in a dilemma outside the city gate: "Can you kill it?"

"what ever."

As if he had expected Hijikata Toshizo's answer a long time ago, the thin figure of the young man disappeared without warning in the city before he got the answer.

"careful!"

His vision was suddenly distorted, Sen Luosi subconsciously grabbed a team member beside him, and fell backwards...

"Puff."

But what fell with him was only half of the team member's body...

A lower body that started from the waist and was divided obliquely stood in place unconsciously. Viscous blood gushed out from the upper waist and the lower legs simultaneously like a fountain.

"Ah, ah, sorry... just woke up, this move "Chrysanthemum Ichimonji" has not been used for a long time, the chop is a bit rough..."

The handsome young man with a sword in his hand stood in front of the crowd without knowing when, and let the blood splash on him without any hesitation.

"...Let's cut it again."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Seeing the innocent smile covered in blood in front of them, everyone who was dominated by fear pulled the trigger one after another.

"Your guns are too slow."

In the light of the exploding spiritual bullet, Okita Souji's figure set off waves like ripples in the water, making it impossible to see clearly.

What became blurred at the same time was the black and slender sword in his hand...

"No, spiritual power bullets are ineffective, spread out quickly!"

"Oh? You seem to be the leader..."

In the next second, the sword turned into black lightning and flashed in Sen Luosi's pupils.

A kind of killing intent that seemed to be strangling his heart tightly by the god of death, and he could not escape no matter what, enveloped him.

"Whoosh."

Just when Sen Luosi thought he was going to die, a blackness like a waterfall spread from the surroundings like flowing water, blocking the entire city gate, separating everyone from Okita Souji from inside and outside the city.

"Huh? This is much more interesting than muskets!"

Amidst the juvenile's joyous low voice, the deadly dagger struggled to emerge from the darkness.

At this moment, Okita Souji's sword, which was too fast for people to see clearly, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and no matter how it advanced or retreated, it seemed extremely jerky.

"This is... hair?!"

After regaining his senses from the fear of death, Sen Luosi, who fell to the ground, realized that the thing blocking the city gate in front of him turned out to be black, bright and dense long hair!

These long hairs were cut off by the sharp blade, but they wound up endlessly and unrelentingly, and they were stuck in it like this.

"Uncles who are overconfident..."

A slightly deep, yet naive female voice suddenly sounded behind everyone.

"If you don't run away now, you won't have a chance... Aju said with a contemptuous expression."

"who?!"

Everyone turned around following the sound and found that there was only an empty arch bridge behind them...

"...Dolls?!"

It wasn't until they lowered their gaze that they noticed a petite figure less than twenty centimeters tall standing quietly in the center of the bridgehead.

"It's not a puppet, it's Aju..."

The doll of a girl in a black floral kimono and a pink belt is watching them quietly with that half-smile, cold and stiff white porcelain face.

"Of course, there are also Mannenji Temple and the good children in Hokkaido... Aju introduced it with a slightly proud expression."

It was her long hair that fell to the ground that sealed the city gate and entangled Okita Chief Chief's sword.

I don't know when, that black and beautiful hair has bloomed like black roses around the outskirts of Wulinguo City, covering the ground with a radius of several kilometers...

In the cherry blossom forest outside the moat, the phalanx of wraith warriors who had marched outwards had been entangled in their long hair at some point and could not move.

A densely packed petite doll is shuttling through the black hair at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, tearing up those wraith warriors like locusts crossing the border.

"Hokkaido, what's going on..."

The minds of the members of the disaster prevention mobile team were completely blank, and they didn't have the heart to think about why this weird puppet at Qiaotou would save them.

"What's going on in Hokkaido...why, there are so many ghosts and gods appearing one after another?!"

Because, looking through the spirit detective goggles, the girl doll was burning with a gray aura that was not inferior to the three members of the Shinsengumi in the city!

The ghosts and gods they have seen today are more than the sum of all their lives.

...

Hokkaido, Hakodate City.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, a tattered white bus drove aggressively from the empty driveway into the dark urban area of ​​Hakodate, maintaining a speed sufficient to revoke its driving license.

At the rear of the car, not only were several large sleds hung, but a five-row line of nearly a hundred men on sleds was dragged by lifelines...

From a distance, it looks like a fishing boat hauling a fishing net and returning with a full load.

"Roar... woo woo woo woo woo..."

"Uh uh uh uh uh... I'm back... open the door..."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

As the bus continued to deepen, from time to time, strange and resentful roars could be heard, occasionally mixed with resentful cries and gunshots, coming from the surrounding dark jungle made of reinforced concrete.

Attracted by the dazzling headlights at the front of the car, which are also the only light in the entire city, figures silently pass by the surrounding buildings and gather here...

But the sacred aura inadvertently revealed by the giant chrysanthemum hovering on the roof made them feel the obvious threat and dare not approach.

"Hey, is there a power outage in the city?"

"I was expecting to find a Sento to take a hot bath... I haven't had a chance to take a bath since I came out of Tokyo, and it's starting to stink here and there... Could it be misunderstood by Yushi Kotori? I have a problem with my style of life...」

Looking at the dark streets like a dead city, Sousuke Araki in the cab curled his lips in disappointment.