I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Come over and have some lunch first, you should be hungry too."

Seeing that Mochizuki Ayano finished communicating, Kotori Yumayuki stepped forward to hold her hand.

"What bento to eat? What happened before? We're not being bound by those earth-bound spirits. Who came to rescue us..."

Mochizuki Ayano felt her mind was in a mess, trying hard to straighten out her memory.

"Let's talk while eating..."

Xiaoniao You Mayumi took her hand and came to the coffee table.

"Come and eat, I just snapped up two servings, although I originally reserved one for tomorrow..."

Seeing her coming, Gu Yuansha with rice grains still on her face, quickly put a delicate black wooden food box in front of her, and lifted the lid.

Judging by her appearance, it seems that her mood has also stabilized.

A strong smell of barbecue hit the face.

In the food box, the hot rice is covered with specially selected tenderloin and sirloin, wrapped in tempting barbecue sauce.

In the two small compartments above, one is for pickles and Tamagoyaki with an attractive color, and the other is for raw prawn salad.

"The 'Yuxuan' bento in Xuxuyuan originally had to be reserved 2 days in advance, but I was holding an event at the Hechuqian Hall recently, and I managed to grab it on the website...I thought I had encountered such a weird thing recently, so I wanted to eat it. Just calm down."

Gu Yuansa explained to Mochizuki Ayano while eating her own box of bento.

Been stuck in front of your house with dirty things for a week, and still in the mood to snap up bento boxes on the website?

This guy should be a real foodie.

Looking at the luxurious bento in front of him that cost at least 10,000 yen, Mochizuki Ayano's forehead was covered with black lines, and she couldn't help but envy the other party's nerve.

"Cuckoo..."

Stimulated by the smell of food, she struggled with her eyes, and picked up the chopsticks involuntarily.

After experiencing the previous fierce battle, her physical strength and spirit had already been stretched to the limit, but now she relaxed, and was immediately enveloped by a sense of hunger.

Numbly picking up a large ball of rice and mixing it on top of the beef, Mochizuki Ayano stuffed it into her mouth.

The soft and springy beef tenderloin mixed with rich sauce, paired with slender and chewy rice, seemed to have spring rain on her dry taste buds, making her feel the real sense of "alive" at this moment.

"What happened, you can explain it to me now."

With the stimulation of her taste buds, she finally calmed down from the shock of Kukai presiding over Nirvana, and asked Yumaumi Kotori.

Remembering that there are two "witnesses" in front of you, you should be able to tell yourself what happened.

"In short, when you fainted from exhaustion and I was about to give up, someone saved us."

Kotori Yumasumi handed her a cup of tea and stated calmly.

"Sure enough... who is it? Someone from the Spirit Eliminator Association?"

"It was Ghost Rider who saved us."

Kou Yuma bowed his head and said in a low voice.

"Pfft...Ghost Rider? Isn't that the character in the special film? Does the Spirit Eliminator Association have such a person?"

Hearing Kotori Yumaumi's words, Mochizuki Ayano almost spit out the rice from her mouth.

"I don't know either... It should be said that it was a person dressed as a 'Ghost Rider' who wiped out the earthbound spirit in the stairwell before my eyes and entered the elevator, and the apartment returned to normal... After entering Before the elevator, he said to me..."

"say what?"

Hearing Kotori Yumaumi's words, Mochizuki Ayano, who was originally in deep thought, couldn't help looking at her expectantly.

"He pointed at me and said, 'I'm just a ghost rider passing by, remember that'."

"Huh? Are you sure you haven't watched too many special dramas?"

Such an absurd description made Mochizuki Ayano feel more and more confusing about the truth of the matter.

"That's how it happened."

Kotori Yumasumi concluded seriously.

Teacher Araki's words a few hours ago still echoed in her ears.

"Don't say you know me..."

"Of course I went to work. It's so obvious, can't you see it..."

"I'm just a ghost knight passing by, remember it for me!"

Teacher Araki hinted so clearly that if he still can't comprehend it, he might be "expelled from the school".

Please rest assured, since I know your secret, I will definitely keep it for you with all my strength.

From meeting him in a convenience store a few days ago, to watching him dress up as a ghost knight to save himself...

Bit by bit of details, in Xiaotiao Yumaumi's heart, are like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, gradually pieced together into the outline of the truth.

Because he does not want to enter the sight of government agencies, as an "illegal exorcist", Mr. Araki, a hermit master, can only hide his name, use all kinds of hard work and disguise as a cover, and eliminate the evil in the world in obscurity and regardless of rewards .

How great, how well-intentioned, and how indifferent to fame and fortune this is.

Staring at Tori Yumami who had a frank face and tears in his eyes for some reason, Mochizuki Ayano recognized her words.

Humans and weirdos are naturally opposing camps, and the other party, as a spirit remover who fights side by side, has no need to deceive himself.

As everyone knows, honest people tell lies, which is the most deadly.

"But... who is qualified to join hands with the host of Kukai to defeat the existence in this apartment that is close to the weird level [3], the whole of Tokyo can count on one hand, why do you want to disguise yourself as a character in the special film? Woolen cloth?"

Mochizuki Ayano still couldn't figure out the topic of "Ghost Rider".

"Since those urban legends are real... Maybe that Ghost Rider is also planning to become a spirit remover that exists in urban legends."

Kotori Yumasumi said thoughtfully.

"Still, this person, like the Ghost Knight, has the same difficulty of not revealing his identity..."

Hearing her words, Mochizuki Ayano felt as if she had grasped something.

"Officer Mochizuki...do you still eat?"

On the side, Gu Yuansha held an empty food box and looked at Mochizuki Ayano pitifully, interrupting her thoughts.

"I heard that being hungry will affect the development of the chest. I have been tossed recently, and I feel that the chest has shrunk."

It seems that as long as Mochizuki Ayano says "I'm full", she will extend her sinful chopsticks to the other party's bento.

"I... I eat!"

Mochizuki Ayano, who was about to give up the lunch, looked at Mayumi Kotori (B) and Masaru Korisa (C), and then at herself (A), and quickly picked up a large piece of roast beef and stuffed it into her mouth.

...

Residential buildings in Roppongi.

"Ha...hahaha, the Hell Apartment, which has been 'obscenely developed' for several years, was easily wiped out by those nasty guys."

Tsukage Chikusa sat in front of the laptop, numbly letting out a self-defeating laugh.

Originally thought that the "strongest closed-loop defense" hell apartment, at least after it was discovered, could last a few more days, so that those soul destroyers would spend a lot of time and effort, causing heavy casualties...

He was already waiting to see how the news would be reported the next day.

As a result, within half a night, it was gone.

This makes his worldview inevitably collapse.

"If the opponent is only a single individual who is stronger, you should concentrate and allocate resources to a few characters with strong survivability, so as to further obtain resources and seek long-term development... According to Long Guo, the four-word summary is 'wretched' Development', one word is 'gou'."

The words of the deliveryman wearing a ghost-faced helmet rang in his ears.

"So that's why I've been on the wrong path... The strongest attack and the strongest defense are all bluffing... Viability and quantity are the first..."

Tsukage Chikusa's lax eyes regained their luster.

He straightened his bangs, straightened his glasses, put the laptop back on the table, and began to inventory and enhance several specific "works" in his hands.

If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and there is nothing good about them.