Rebirth of Tokyo, open the wrong plug-in

Kiryu followed the figure carrying the medicine box into the hotel ahead.

He closed the door and the rain was blocked behind him.

The other party was sitting on the ground, sorting out the contents of his medicine box, preparing for possible transactions.

Standing behind the counter was a dark-faced man with messy hair, a shriveled face, and decorations such as nose rings, earrings, and lip studs to prove his identity.

A guy with West Coast roots?

He definitely doesn't know who his father is.

Kiryu made an "international joke" in his mind.

After he entered the hotel, his figure also attracted the attention of many guests. His summer sportswear, short hair that did not belong to this era, and his height far exceeded this era.

Like a little giant, people have to look up to him.

"This guest..." The man shrank his neck in fear and said, "We have no extra rooms."

Tongyu groped around on his body, took out a thousand-yuan bill and slapped it on the table: "No need to look for it."

The Japanese yen printed with exquisite patterns is like a weird and special picture, but it is a pity that the creases on it make it discounted.

"What is this?" The man was a little strange, but looking at Kiryu, who was strong and wearing strange clothes, he still didn't have the guts to drive him out.

If you anger the other person, will you get two punches in the face? That weirdo looks very fierce.

"Boss lady!" He could only call out to his last source of support.

Kiryu didn't care about the other party's panic. He had already walked to the medicine seller and sat down on the ground carelessly.

"Do you want to buy medicine?" The medicine seller turned around and asked.

Kiryu glanced at the box next to the other party and shook his head: "There are not enough rooms. Can the two of us live together?"

"..."

The medicine seller methodically put the bottles and cans back into the medicine box: "I can afford the hotel expenses alone."

This is rejection.

Kiryu nodded indifferently. Even if he had no money, he could still live here.

In a world full of monsters and ghosts, all you have to do is pretend to be a ghost.

The most important thing is to determine the target of the drug seller, and then hug the other person's thigh tightly.

The medicine seller got up and went upstairs. Kiryu looked at where he was sitting. On the wall behind him was a talisman with an eye drawn on it. It looked like a talisman rich in magic power.

"Do you want to tear it off?"

He thought for a moment, but gave up the idea. It was completely contrary to his idea of ​​hugging the drug seller tightly, and it annoyed the other person. His work plan would fail. That was a lesson.

Slow footsteps came from behind, and Kiryu turned his head.

"Tokuji, I've let you stand at the door for so many years, shouldn't you figure out what should be done and what shouldn't be done?" A sharp old voice came: "When you encounter someone who is in some kind of trouble, it's best to chase them away.

, drive people away! Do you know?"

It was an old woman in a kimono with a double topknot on her head.

When she spoke, her eyes were on Kiryu.

Those words were meant for Kiryu to hear.

"But..." The man named Tokuji lowered his head and wanted to refute, but did not dare to speak.

"This is the landlady of our hotel," Tokuji said to Kiryu. He was very afraid of Kiryu.

"You have something here."

Kiryu stood up, recalling the expressions and tone of the monk and the miko when they were doing business.

Those two people are definitely masters of pretending.

"Huh?" The proprietress, who was about to speak and chase people away, was stunned.

However, she has seen too many people in her life who want to cheat people out of food and drinks, with all kinds of excuses. She will not be deceived by a young man.

"You often hear babies crying, right?" Kiryu asked, his tone affirmative.

Since he knows which world this is, he also understands the plot very well.

He also knew very well what kind of monster was lurking in the hotel.

This is the advantage of controlling the plot, but in fact this advantage is not important at all, because he has no ability to fight against monsters, just like the female ghost who suddenly appeared in Morishita's mansion.

If you can't beat him again and again, what's the use even if you know what's going on.

The landlady's expression was stagnant, and it was difficult to see any expression on her face, which was wrinkled with age.

"hehe…"

"I am a mage who has returned from traveling overseas."

Kiryu was very satisfied with the other party's reaction. Since the other party did not interrupt what he was saying, it was more than half the success.

Pretending to be mystifying is a compulsory course for people with "feudal superstition", just like the old man setting up a stall at the intersection, who will make something mystical.

If you don't attract people, how can you attract potential customers?

Moreover, his set of clothes, which are completely inconsistent with the times, can indeed be applied "overseas". Japan is only so big, but the overseas world is extremely vast.

"I can already feel the resentment here outside the store, very strong resentment."

"This is just an ordinary hotel, guest," the landlady said with a smile, "I don't understand what you are talking about at all."

"What about before opening the hotel?"

His tone of insisting that there was something wrong here made both the landlady and Tokuji doubt themselves. Is there really something wrong?

"Before I opened the hotel...it's been so long that I forgot." The landlady's answer was almost certain that something had happened here before that.

Mysterious and unexplainable pasts aggravate the inner doubts of "customers".

Kiryu suddenly felt that he was more suitable for this profession than the shrine maiden Matsuzaki. She usually just puts her hat on the heads of earth spirits, without any new ideas.

Of course, he dared to say this because he knew that there was really something here, but it was not his own job to eliminate the demons, but had to rely on the medicine seller.

"There are so many people here," Kiryu asked, "Is there any other place?"

"..."

"The boss's wife?" Tokuji looked at the boss's wife. In fact, he only understood what he was saying.

It feels very powerful and very naughty.

The landlady said: "If the customer doesn't mind, please go upstairs and chat, Tokuji, you stay and look after the store!"

Tokuji nodded hurriedly: "I understand."

Kiryu followed the proprietress upstairs, opened a mountain door, and the two entered the room.

The landlady sat on her knees: "Then Master Mage, how do you prove your words?"

Kiryu touched the skin card.

A thought moved my mind.

A strand of his black hair burned, and then his entire black hair turned into burning flames, adding a strange feeling to his whole person.

Kiryu looked at the dumbfounded landlady and asked, "I wonder if this is enough to prove my magic power?"

A few minutes later.

The landlady left the room, agreeing with Kiryu's words.

Kiryu also got his own room and was allowed to live here, and the landlady also promised to pay a lot of money, but he refused, saying that he was just a simple mage.

He only wants to slay demons, and he is not the kind of person who cheats money, which makes him more credible.

Sitting in the room, admiring the ukiyo-e style screens around him, he stretched.

"Wait for the pregnant woman to come to the door, and then the medicine seller will deal with the monsters," he thought in a relaxed mind: "I still have to get some talismans from the medicine seller, and then I can solve it perfectly. I hope that Monk, Kirizaki Suimei and the others will not die when I go back.

"

"Kekeke~"

The child's laughter came suddenly.

Kiryu's heart sank.

He turned his head and looked left and right, and laughter came from all directions, front, back, left, and right, which made people's hair stand on end.

"You can't be pretentious. You were really thrown into a room with monsters by the landlady, right?" Kiryu swallowed dryly.

Boom!

The sound came from behind.

It was a yellow tumbler that seemed to appear out of thin air, swinging in Kiryu's direction.

Kiryu slowly touched the mirror fragment.

In the mirror, he saw a terrifying and ugly monster like a baby replacing the roly-poly, with the umbilical cord spread out twistedly on his belly.

That is, when Kiryu saw each other through the mirror, the ugly baby also spoke, grinning: "I saw you~"