Rebirth of Tokyo, open the wrong plug-in

Kiryu stood up.

Although the fire on his head makes him look "very powerful", only he knows how helpless he is when facing these monsters.

"Master Mage!" The proprietress and the hotel manager Tokuji scrambled towards Kiryu from their kneeling positions, trying to find someone strong enough to protect them.

Kiryu, whose hair can burn, is such a powerful mage.

The medicine seller's charm successfully forced the surrounding Zashiki boys back, but it could only barely hold them together.

The ugly babies are like ghosts that choose humans to eat. They lie anywhere in the room, on the ceiling, on the screen, on the floor.

The circle divided by the talisman is like an inviolable area where several people can still chat.

Only the medicine seller was calm. Kiryu's back was sweating, but it was not hot. The two proprietresses were even more unbearable. They could smell a smell of urine, but they didn't know who it came from.

The demon-repelling sword only lacks the final "principle".

"The pregnant woman who can express her reason is not here!" Kiryu was in a bad mood. It was not that he doubted the medicine seller's strength, but pulling out the Demon Exorcist Sword was a safer way.

The umbilical cord is densely packed, like a python, poking its head, ready to attack at any time.

He lowered his head and glanced at the "West Coast" manager Tokuji who was kneeling next to him, as well as the elderly boss lady who reached out to grab his trouser leg, with no trace of disgust in his eyes.

"Do you know them?"

Kiryu raised his foot and kicked the proprietress over. The fallen shoe stepped on the back of Tokuji's hand, causing him to scream in pain.

He is not a bad boy, but he has frightened many people with his serious appearance, and now he has returned to his old profession.

A man with a burning head and a fierce expression is indeed scary.

Tokuji had already hugged his swollen arm and fled in panic to the edge, close to the circle drawn on the talisman paper. He did not dare to get close to the mage whose head was on fire. He might be swallowed by the terrible flame spell.

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The proprietress who was kicked away cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

The medicine seller looked at all this indifferently. He had long been disappointed with human nature, and he would not have any thoughts because of Kiryu's actions.

"This is the way to survive." She still didn't think she had done anything wrong, but she understood the meaning of Kiryu's words. Those children who were as ugly as evil ghosts, lying around and staring at her with vicious eyes, were the children who had died.

The unborn baby in her own hands.

If humble women want to survive, they must give up something.

It just so happens that the child in the belly is something that must be given up.

Even though she knew this, the landlady didn't feel like she was wrong.

Kiryu looked at the Demon Exorcist Sword that tried to close but could not due to "reason".

Then he looked at the medicine seller: "Maybe it's good not to pull out the sword. They are just innocent victims."

Kiryu bent down and grabbed the boss's wife's collar, pulling her thin body up by her kimono.

The medicine seller looked at Kiryu quietly, maybe he guessed what he was going to do, but he still chose to remain indifferent.

Kiryu grabbed the landlady and walked closer to the circle formed by the talisman.

"You, what are you going to do!" The landlady struggled: "What are you going to do! Let me go!"

She guessed Kiryu's plan, but her strength was too weak and she couldn't break away from Kiryu's powerful power.

Kiryu really stopped, and the proprietress breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she had saved her life.

"You are also a helper, right?" Kiryu looked down at Tokuji. He didn't stop because of the boss's wife's struggle.

Crouching at the edge of the spell circle, Tokuji raised his head tremblingly, looked at the burning head, and swallowed subconsciously.

"Kamisama..."

He thought of helping the landlady suppress the prostitutes, and of those nights of screaming, crying, and shouting.

The Kiryu in front of me was like a god descending.

"It seems so"

Kiryu raised his foot and kicked Tokuji out of the talisman circle.

The umbilical cord rushed in and grabbed Tokuji's ankle in an instant.

"No! Don't! No! Help me!" Tokuji scratched at the ground frantically with his hands. He wanted to climb back up, but the red umbilical cord wrapped around his lower body in just one breath.

In another breath, Tokuji's whole body was swallowed up by the umbilical cord, and even his screams were swallowed up.

"It's your turn, go and beg their forgiveness."

Kiryu threw the landlady out.

The landlady only had time to let out a scream before her whole body was swallowed up by the umbilical cord and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh~"

After killing two people one after another, Kiryu didn't feel any discomfort, but his heart felt extremely smooth.

He is still thinking about it now: "If we divide it according to the game, I should belong to the chaotic good camp. There should be some gap between me and the crazy people like chaotic neutral."

Chaotic kindness, only doing what you think is good.

Outside the spell circle, the umbilical cord devoured the flesh and blood of its enemy and became more and more crazy.

Kiryu could also feel Zashiki Warashi's rising momentum.

The umbilical cord condensed into a huge ball of flesh, and bits and pieces gathered from all directions like a spider web. The umbilical cord of unknown length was spread throughout the room.

The circle of spells where only Kiryu and the medicine seller stood was barely safe.

Stab!

The flesh ball tore open an arm-long slit, and the slit opened wide, revealing red eyes.

Kiryu glanced at his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

It's far scarier than any ghost stories I've seen so far.

"Is this what you will encounter when working part-time?"

Kiryu looked back at the medicine seller. No wonder his mission was only to assist the medicine seller. With his own strength, he really couldn't deal with this kind of monster.

"Click"

The Demon Sword is unsheathed.

In a trance, Kiryu saw a brown-skinned man holding a demon exorcism sword.

A sword sweep.

The terrifying monster that Zashiki Warashi condensed into was instantly wiped out, disappearing silently like ice and snow melting away.

When he blinked again, the blond man holding the sword had disappeared. The medicine seller was applying a charm to the sword and closing the box containing the sword.

It's like an illusion.

Hiss, it’s terrifyingly strong!

"They recognized...the resentment in their hearts." The medicine seller seemed to know what Kiryu wanted to ask: "So...choose to leave."

Kiryu was stunned for a moment, then grinned: "What a group of cute children. I hope they can be born peacefully in the next life."

The final truth did not come from the two proprietresses. Even if they died, they would not look directly into their hearts. Instead, it was the Zashiki boys who were monsters who recognized themselves.

There may also be other reasons. Unfortunately, the Demon Exorcist Sword does not belong to Kiryu. He only knows about this sword and has a partial understanding of its power.

There are still six hours left in the countdown, but his part-time job has ended. The next step is to wait for the time to end and then return to his own world.

In his heart, he also hoped that Kirizaki Suimei and the others could persevere and not die at the hands of evil spirits of unknown origin.

The two proprietresses have disappeared. I am afraid that all the bones that were devoured by Zashiki Warashi are not left. Neither Kiryu nor the medicine seller cares about their whereabouts.

Kiryu put away the skin card, the flames extinguished, and turned into ordinary short broken hair.

"I said medicine sellers," Kiryu asked, "How do you sell medicine?"