I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Which one? Let me see..."

Looking at Isamu Kondo whose whole body was sore in his hands and whose eyes were blurred, and Mochizuki Che whose face and body had turned into charcoal black, he smiled grimly: "Oh, that's right... I am neither."

In the next second, red ghost patterns emerged from under the skin, covering his right half of his body.

"I am, in order to protect important things, I want to become a 'ghost'!"

At this moment, with the center of the brows as the boundary line, with scarlet and scorched black in equal parts, he is like a ghost king who chooses and devours people in the mountains and rivers!

The ashes on his body surface and the breath of "God's Poison and Ghost Poison Wine" converged around his pitch-black right arm, turning into a whirlwind...

"Snapped."

A ray of sparks suddenly flashed on his rubbing fingertips.

"Peng!"

The ash flame representing "True Power of Great Rivers and Mountains" instantly detonated the breath of "Shenbian Ghost Poison Wine" like leaked natural gas, turning it into a red flame that soared into the sky!

"This move that combines the power of Shuten and Ibaraki was originally prepared to deal with a certain guy, but I haven't had a chance to use it since I arrived in Hokkaido..."

"Just use this trick to represent my respect to Your Excellency!"

Isamu Kondo, who was bound by the hands of the ghost, fell into the red flames that exploded at high frequency, together with the power of ghosts and gods on his body.

The Power of Great Rivers and Mountains · Twelve Layers · Great Flames!

"Puff puff puff puff!"

In an instant, Wangyue Che's hand that had exploded with countless flames was left with only a burnt black bone!

"It's just ghosts and gods..."

Raising his hand and turning the black skull into fly ash, Mochizuki strode onto the arch bridge leading to the city of Goryokaku...

"Oh? These wraiths are parasitic in the formation, so can they be resurrected?"

The wraith warriors who came back from death under the surrounding cherry trees and rushed forward were directly annihilated by the red flames spreading from his body.

"Sousuke Araki, Takumi Fujiwara... this time, the winner is..."

Even the black-haired and dolls in the vicinity automatically distanced themselves from Mochizuki Che as if they were avoiding disadvantages, as if he was the evil spirit rampaging around the city of Wulinguo.

"……Um?"

Before he finished speaking, a burly figure slowly appeared from the city gate opposite the bridge...

"So, are you in the same trouble as them?"

The veins on his forehead exploded, and Wang Yueche swung his left arm surrounded by red flames again...

"Jiejiejiejiejie, Wangyueche, right... It seems that we are the same kind of people..."

At the same time, that figure rushed out from the city gate as fast as lightning, and with the punch of the red flame burning his body, he inserted the dagger in his hand viciously into Wangyueche's abdomen!

"Only by turning into a 'ghost' who cares nothing about life and death, can we protect the things we think are important!"

The person who came was none other than Isamu Kondo, who had just been reduced to ashes in his hands!

...

While Mochizuki Che and Isamu Kondo were fighting fiercely at the gate on the northwest side of Goryokaku, not far away at the gate on the northeast side, Takumi Fujiwara, whose body was bursting with golden light, was also caught in the shadow of a sword.

A wraith warrior covered in pitch black charged towards him from all directions like a tide.

But no matter whether it was a sharp and dull blade or a bullet that penetrated through the wind and snow, when they approached Fujiwara Takumi's body, they all deviated to the sides just like a piece of soap that could never be picked up.

And the black hair and dolls that were fighting with these wraith warriors in this area, after he arrived, all quietly dispersed like an ebb tide.

"It's almost enough, is it annoying..."

Facing the dense and dazzling attacks in front of him, Fujiwara Takumi stepped forward, raised his arms high, and poked his head forward like a bastard...

"Takumi Photon Skate V1!"

Under his distorted and exaggerated posture, a beam of dazzling light shot out from above his head like a flexible long whip, sweeping forward in an "S" shape!

"I will save Hokkaido, the power of the gods exists for this purpose!"

Amidst the lines of shamelessness, where the "super-large beam of stupid hair" connected to the top of Fujiwara Takumi's head passed, the densely packed wraith warriors were all turned into ashes and scattered into the air.

The phalanx, which was originally densely packed with darkness, was immediately "cleaned up" leaving a large "blank space".

"A real strong man should wear a smile in battle!"

Although it seems that "killing spirits is like mowing grass", Fujiwara Takumi's expression did not relax in the slightest. He still maintained an inexplicable posture like gymnastics, shaking his head more and more proficiently, and constantly annihilated with that "foolish light" The black torrent in front of my eyes.

Because he knew that as long as he stopped for a second, the blank space in front of his eyes would be filled by the re-condensed and continuously gushing black figures under the cherry blossom trees.

"Are you still planning to make a move? Then continue to test..."

Ignoring the endless army of wraith warriors in front of him, Takumi Fujiwara's eyes stayed on the arch bridge behind...

A strange man in a scarlet cloak and a black motorcycle helmet stood tall like Mount Tai.

Although he never made a move from the beginning to the end, the power of ghosts and gods that was as deep as the sea on the opponent's body could not be faked.

Facing the "heavy casualties" of his subordinates, the man lifted up the red cloak behind him without changing his face, and a huge "sincerity" character fluttered in the wind...

"Under Hijikata Toshizo... the deputy head of the Shinsengumi, the commander of the Ezo Republic Army and..."

He has seen too many scenes in his life where his subordinates fell like mowing grass in front of him.

Because, he is the "Deputy Chief of the Shinsengumi Oni", Hijikata Toshizo, who created all this under Goryokaku Castle.

Following Hijikata Toshizo's movements, more and more black figures broke through the ground under the surrounding cherry trees, took out a single iron gun and a long black knife in their hands, and launched a suicide attack on Fujiwara Takumi.

"May I ask this priest, which shrine does he come from?"

Staring at the "sixteen petals and eight layers of chrysanthemum patterns" blooming on the young man dressed as a priest on the opposite side of the bridge, Hijikata Toishan frowned slightly.

"Choose one of the three gates, did you end up winning Hijikata Toshizo from the SSR? My luck is really good..."

"However, what's going on with this motorcycle helmet that crossed the era... Could it be some unknown trend in the Edo period? 』

Glancing apprehensively at the ghost on the bridge, Fujiwara Takumi pretended to answer the other party's question seriously: "I'm from, Meiji Shrine..."

At the same time, perhaps not satisfied with the efficiency of the "silly light" above his head, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, stretched them left and right, and closed them upwards as if doing radio gymnastics...

"Takumi Parter Light Bomb!"

Before he finished speaking, he concentrated energy on his left waist with both hands, and pushed out a giant arrow with golden light from his chest horizontally with his right arm...

This huge arrow seemed to crush the wraiths it passed by slowly and quickly, and smashed hard at Hijikata Toshizo on the arch bridge, bursting out a circle of exaggerated chrysanthemum pattern shock waves!