I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Xingping?!"

Seeing the other party's extremely familiar face clearly in the dark, Ryoma heaved a sigh of relief two days ago, stretched out his hand and punched the other party's shoulder hard: "You bastard, I thought you couldn't catch up!"

Under the hood is Higashino Yukihira with braided hair, thin lips and fierce eyes.

His "replacement" was just right, the black-robed people in the front and rear compartments didn't even notice that the "Missing Fire" had abandoned his clothes and fled.

"I've been there a long time ago, but the three of us together are too conspicuous, so it's better to come in one light and one dark."

Higashino Xinghei grinned heartily, and looked behind Ryoma Erqian: "You 'temporary partner', seems a little too nervous?"

There, the indifferent Niya didn't mean to "disarm". Instead, there was a sharp compass spinning rapidly on his fingertips, which seemed to be a posture of doing it at any time.

"Ahem, that, sister nun, let me introduce..."

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was a bit subtle, Ryoma quickly introduced Niya with a smile.

"This one is the 'important informant' I mentioned to you, the victim of the Minami Honmok shooting, and also my best buddy who grew up wearing the same loincloth as Sousuke and I, Yukihiro Higashino. "

"Hey...you didn't tell me before you came here..."

However, Niya still looked at Higashino Xinghei with cold killing intent.

"The so-called 'poor victim whose body became a little strange because of accidentally touching the object' turned out to be a blood prince?!"

Having been fighting vampires in Europe all year round, she can naturally tell how much blood power is surging in the black-robed man in front of her.

Regarding the origin of the blood race, whether it is "Cain", "Dracula" or other existences, there is still no conclusion.

In short, this is an extraordinary creature that is neither a god nor a wraith, nor can it be classified as a human.

It is an embarrassing existence that is similar to a half-demon, but must coexist with humans.

The origin is unknown, and it can't change the strong survival ability, bloodthirsty style and terrible "like" transformation ability of the blood race.

If there were not many restrictions such as "first-time cleanliness" and "conservation of blood", I am afraid that all human beings in the world have already been transformed into vampires.

"Father Siena was originally in charge of transporting the grievances in Japan, the "Assamite Stone Noodles" in the confidential file No. 395, you used it, right? "

Regarding the origin of the "Prince of Assamite Blood" who suddenly appeared in front of her, Niya quickly had an answer in her heart: "So, it is more appropriate to call you 'Prince of Assamite' now, right? "

The thirteen clans headed by the "Secret Alliance", "Sabbat Alliance" and "Neutral Clan" jointly abide by the principles of "retirement from the world", "leadership", "killing relatives", "guest honor", "responsibility", "descendants" "The Six Precepts of the Secret Party" made the Holy See and the Blood Race maintain a relative "peace" in Europe.

As for the "neutral clan", the Assamite clan was expelled to the Middle East by other blood clans because of their excessive pursuit of devouring the blood of the same kind, and they have long been extinct.

The only possibility is the mask that was unearthed in the Middle East not long ago, smuggled to Japan, but disappeared with Siena's coma.

"Since the two claim to be the witnesses of the 'South Honmoku Wharf shooting', why have they been vague about what happened before..."

Looking vigilantly at Higashino Kohei and Jiqian Ryoma back and forth, Niya slowly retreated towards the door of the carriage.

"From the facts in front of me, do I have the right to suspect that you murdered Father Siena because of that grievance?"

"The reason for the vagueness is that Ryoma and Sousuke don't actually know what happened to me and what happened at Minami Honmoku Wharf that night..."

Facing the vigilant nun, Higashino Kohei spread his hands peacefully: "So, it would be safer for me, who fought side by side with Father Siena, to explain to Your Excellency in person."

"Hmph, fight side by side?! This is just your one-sided remarks. Father Siena has always been a loner, not to mention that he was still on a top-secret mission at the time..."

"There are pictures and there are truths."

In the next second, a photo quietly popped out of Higashino Kohei's sleeve robe.

"This is……"

Catching the photo falling in mid-air, Niya's eyes flashed a golden glow, and she bit her lower lip in surprise.

In that simple "Polaroid" photo, four men and two women stand side by side.

A mixed-race loli with blond curly hair and black and blue eyes.

A high school girl with black ponytail and Yamato Nadeko-like appearance.

She doesn't recognize the two girls on the far left in the photo, but...

"A dragon horse..."

A greasy man with a crooked grin and a thumbs up.

"Sousuke Araki..."

Holding the "520 Bowl" certificate in his hand, the blond delinquent with a regretful face.

"And you... Higashino Kohei..."

Covering his abdomen, with a pale face, he perfunctorily pinched the braided head of the "151 Bowl" certificate.

"With... Father Siena..."

The most important thing is that surrounded by this group of Japanese in the center is a strong middle-aged black man with a very conspicuous complexion and a squinted smile with only white teeth left.

On the certificate in his hand, a large "521 bowl" was written impressively.

"I know, given my current physical condition, it is very unconvincing... About this point, Father Siena also warned me... So, I went to Kanagawa prefecture and 'borrowed' this photo .”

Seeing Niya's expression soften, Higashino Kohei put on the mask, raised Erlang's legs indifferently, and sat on the seat beside him.

"This bus should arrive at the station in half an hour... Now, would you like to chat?"

Niya straightened her black robe and sat in the row behind the other party: "Listen carefully."

...

Tokyo, Shinjuku, Kagurazaka.

It was midnight, and the lanterns hanging in front of the Akagi Shrine looked like swaying flames.

The "Mitsui Akagi Apartment", built next to the main hall of the shrine and composed of vertical stripes and off-white tones, was completely dark inside, except for a window at the corner of the top floor that was still brightly lit.

"When something important happened, this guy Ryoma couldn't be contacted, so which red-light district did he go to fool around?"

On the balcony, Araki Sousuke hung up the mobile phone saying "the user you dialed is not in the service area" with a displeased face, and walked into the Japanese-Western style living room.

"Wow, where there is Lu Dou, there is no shortage of DR.PEPPER!"

Stepping into the open kitchen, he unceremoniously opened the small refrigerator beside him and took out a bottle of iced drink.

"Gudong Gudong Gudong... Ha, it's comfortable..."

After tilting his head up to drink, he stretched his waist and lamented the environment inside the house: "It's the first time I came up, I didn't expect that the apartment in this apartment is much more spacious than expected, although the area is not as good as my (rented) It’s a mansion (fierce) house, but the decoration is too exquisite.”

Although the apartment in front of me is only a hardcover structure with three bedrooms and two living rooms, it is indeed a "big apartment" for an area like Shinjuku where the land is very expensive and most families of three live in "one set and one living room".