I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Puff... hiss!"

"Monster, those two guys at the rear of the car are both monsters!"

As the last few horse demons jumped out of their stomachs, the thinner and haggard black monkey screamed nervously and disappeared in place: "No, there are more children waiting for me in this world." Blessing, it cannot end here..."

With the disappearance of the "stable god" and the shattering of the horse herd, the two people running up and down, one left and one right following the end of the train appeared in Kotomine Jiro's sight...

Kohei Higashino, who wields both blood blades and wields the "Wings of Death".

The "Ghost Rider" with roaring locomotives and six arms covering the sky.

"No wonder, the voice just now is a bit familiar..."

The roar from the breeze in his ears gradually merged with the voice he heard on the phone one night.

"Araki... Sousuke..."

Staring at the knight wrapped in black tights, Kotomine Jiro's eyes became full of surprise: "I found it so quickly, it's really a narrow road!"

Under his feet, the more surging and ready-to-go ghostly aura in the carriage swallowed up the restlessness in his heart.

"Sousuke Araki!!!!"

He stirred the strong wind at his fingertips, and two thick tornadoes split out, piercing into the side wall of the tunnel...

"Today, whether it's you or Higashino Kohei, it's over!"

Following his resentful words, the tornado engulfed countless rocks, soil and steel bars inside the tunnel, turned into a bigger "bulge", and squeezed towards the two of them!

...

"You idiot, don't give hints, even if I tell you everything, what's the use?!"

Behind the train, facing the bulging tunnel wall, Higashino Kohei on the left side yelled and cursed, while twirling wildly in mid-air...

"...Let you and Ryoma continue to investigate, and then be buried in Tokyo Port by monsters like Aum Shinrikai?!"

The "Death Wing" on his back instantly turned into a meat grinder, crushing the torrent of steel and soil that broke through the wall.

The finely divided residues set off scars on his body that were deep enough to see the bones, but disappeared without a trace in the next second like a hallucination.

"What do you know, I am a legal exorcist with a 'Practice Exemption'!"

On the other side, Sousuke Araki stretched out his hand to caress the wall beside him like a prophet...

"Dealing with these monsters is a matter of minutes for me!"

The tunnel wall that had just bulged up suddenly died down, and there was no more movement.

As if they wanted to explode the emotions accumulated in their hearts for many days, the two cursed harder and harder, directly ignoring the "greeting" from a certain chairman at the front of the car.

"These two noisy guys dare to ignore me... If it wasn't for the sacrifice..."

The "Kamikaze Assault" was ineffective, and the "Declaration of War" was turned into "wind in the ears" by these two people, Kotomine Jiro looked down at the carriage under his feet: "Everyone of the Hundred Ghosts, since they have already descended one after another, why are you pretending to be silent? "

"Hmph, are you going to suspend the sacrifice and solve those two troublesome boys yourself?"

The gust of wind that protected the train and continuously sprinkled "sacrifices" suddenly weakened.

"You don't have to."

"The hands of these two people have been contaminated with hundreds of ghosts and hundreds of dead souls, so they can't keep it!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie... Let's go together!"

Several figures wrapped in gray flames rushed out of the carriage and headed towards the rear of the carriage.

"Hey, even these legendary guys have come out?"

Kotomine Jiro showed a satisfied smile as he watched several gray shadows appear one after another because of his "Stimulating Ghost Technique".

Before the train reaches the destination, the "hundred ghosts" behind the picture scroll will come out in full force and will clear the way for him. It is only natural to borrow a knife to kill someone.

...

"Who would have thought that you, an 'atheist' who is full of muscles and can only solve everything by hand, would actually become a spirit remover... Besides, that was after I went to the Middle East, can I still predict whether I will succeed or not? ?”

"You know what a fart, it's just that my talent has been buried by the world. If I had encountered those cults earlier, maybe I would have awakened a long time ago..."

At the rear of the train, Araki Sousuke and Higashino Kohei were already arguing and entered the last carriage side by side.

At the same time, a black crane with an old man's head on its neck and bright eyes like a lamp appeared in front of Higashino Kohei.

"Good soul, let's become Lord Yin Moluo's offering!"

This black crane, covered in gray air, spit out a big cloud of blue flames at him while uttering human words!

"A ghost again?"

Higashino Xinghei flapped his wings instinctively, and used the black air of the "Wings of Death" to disperse the black air towards the human-faced bird who called himself "Yumara": "Open your eyes and see, Sousuke...Compared to before, I'm now a complete ugly monster!"

Sue death with the blood of Jin Zhentian!

"Quack quack! The curse of 'death'... has no meaning to the old man, who has long since died!"

Nayin Moluo didn't hear the cursed breath representing "death", but Higashino Xinghei was contaminated by the blue flame in his mouth, and his whole body was burned to pieces.

"Ugh!!!"

Enduring the burning pain that seeped into his soul, his hands suddenly swelled into two white-haired ape arms, and the green dragon knife in his hand turned into a blood shadow and handed it out to the strange bird.

"You scarecrow, don't take my prey!"

Amidst the dissatisfied bird calls, a warrior whose whole body was woven of straw quietly stopped in front of the strange bird, and received the two bursting blade lights!

"It's not a scarecrow, it's King Ni."

This scarecrow warrior with a more majestic ghostly aura than that of Yin Moluo allowed two blood-colored green dragon knives to pierce his body.

"Hey!"

Higashino Xinghei gritted his teeth and exerted force, the sharp blood blade in his hand stirred wildly in the scarecrow's body, but he only felt that countless flexible grass stems were cut off...

"The train to hell is guarded by King Ni!"

The strong scarecrow didn't seem to be hurt in the slightest, instead he hit him hard in the stomach with the wooden knife in his hand.

Nioh is an ancient mountain god enshrined by farmers to protect crops and villages from evil spirits. To this day, in Nagano Prefecture, there is still the custom of "Nioji" with roasted rice cakes and dancing Kagura.

"Yamara? King Ni? Tsk, are there two guys who can't 'bleed'?"

Feeling his own blood blade entering the sea like a mud cow, Higashino Xinghei drew his knife and raised his foot, trying to avoid the sharp edge, but suddenly showed surprise on his face: "Hiss...there is something wrong with this fire!"

Corroded by the blue flame covering his body, not only was he unable to freely transform into a blood shadow, but even his body's healing speed dropped a lot.

"Jiejiejiejiejie, it's too late to find out now... Lord Yin Moluo's corpse fire is extremely poisonous to a living dead like your Excellency who walks on the edge of life and death!"

Yinmara ghosts are transformed by the dead who were buried full of resentment. They are ghosts and gods born from the accumulation of corpse energy in the cemetery. They specialize in capturing the souls of the dead as offerings to themselves. A fire from a corpse can corrupt all things.