I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Mr. Fujiwara, according to the "Broadcasting Law", every resident who has the equipment to watch NHK TV station is obliged to pay the fee."

"Mr. Fujiwara, everyone has paid the fee. If you don't pay it, it will be very unfair to those who have already paid."

"Mr. Fujiwara..."

In the house, mobile phones, TVs, doorbells, tablets, computers... Even the screen of the SWITCH has turned into the pale face of the man behind the door, constantly telling Fujiwara Takumi "A thousand reasons to pay NHK bills ".

"Shut up, I lost all the TV, computer, mobile phone, and tablet, okay..."

Fujiwara Takumi, who was about to be driven crazy by countless sights and whispers in his ears, roared loudly.

"Mr. Fujiwara, as long as you have used the above equipment to watch NHK TV at home, you are obliged to conclude a contract with NHK according to regulations."

"Quickly think of a solution... There is no solution at all..."

Being stared at by that man through several screens, a strong resentment slowly eroded Fujiwara Takumi's consciousness...

"Just open the door and ask the toll collector to come in, sign a monthly agreement of more than 1,000 yen, and he can shut up and leave..."

Under the extreme fear, such thoughts kept coming to my mind.

Just when Fujiwara Takumi was in a daze and was going to open the door.

"Takumi, are you up yet? I brought you breakfast from the convenience store."

With the sound of the elevator door opening, a man's flattering words sounded outside the door.

"Eh? Who are you?"

The man outside the door seemed to see the "NHK toll collector" blocking the door, and asked with some doubts.

"Hello, Mr. Araki, I am a staff member of NHK TV station. Since you have not signed a contract with NHK, I happened to meet you here. Please pay the usage fee of NHK TV station."

"NHK TV station, why do you know my name? Could it be that I have already been blacklisted by NHK..."

Facing the NHK toll collector's inquiry, the man outside the door seemed unexpectedly calm and skilled.

"Then, please tell me the name of your company first, and show your ID card..."

"this……"

The NHK toll collector didn't seem to expect the other party to ask such a question, so he didn't speak for a while.

"Oops, it's that idiot Sousuke... If you provoke this wraith..."

Fujiwara Takumi hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door decisively, blowing up a brilliant chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power.

After all, no matter how low your cultivation base is, you can't just watch your only friend in front of you...

"Crack".

Outside the door, Sousuke Araki was frowning, staring, with a terrifying expression of intimidating criminals, and was holding the shoulder of the NHK toll collector.

And the NHK toll collector in his arms, the resentment all over his body has long disappeared, is blooming with holy light, listening respectfully with folded hands.

"Look, I'm very willing to sign a contract with NHK. But, isn't it strange that you come to collect money without an ID card? Please go back today, and I will personally go to NHK to sign the contract..."

Saying so, Araki Sousuke pushed the other party who seemed to want to say something into the elevator.

"Oh, Takumi, it's really bad luck to be blocked by NHK toll collectors early in the morning, right? Don't worry, brother, I have been entangled with them for four or five years, and I have rich experience in fighting... Those guys are all from outsourcing companies , even if I give a proof of work, I will refuse on the grounds of 'the company name does not have the word nhk'..."

Turning his head, seeing Fujiwara Takumi who pushed the door and rushed out, maintaining the posture of casting the spell and was frozen in place, Araki Sousuke said with a smile.

"You...you bastard...why..."

The scene just now was still deeply imprinted in Fujiwara Takumi's chaotic mind.

Although he had never seen it before, the phenomenon on that resentful spirit was very similar to the legendary "becoming a Buddha".

How could such a difficult vengeful spirit be so intimidated that he would become a Buddha in the blink of an eye?

"Why am I here, right? It's a coincidence that the order was delivered here before the end of work. I bought you breakfast here. There are fried chicken, croquettes, and yogurt. They are all fresh and expired... eat After finishing, change the game card and go back to sleep..."

As Araki Sousuke spoke, he pushed the dazed Fujiwara Takumi into the room.

...

"You guy, don't you really know what you did just now?"

At the dining table, looking at Araki Sousuke who was munching on croquettes, Fujiwara Takumi from "The Survival" asked tentatively.

He didn't have time to complain about the fact that this guy came here to change the game cartridge.

"Oh, it's just helping you get rid of the NHK toll collectors, don't worry, just don't be too polite to these guys..."

"No... what I said is, this... can you see it?"

After carefully considering his lines, Fujiwara Takumi tentatively condensed the golden chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power in his palm, and stretched it out in front of the opponent.

"Why? Take whatever you want to eat, young master."

Sousuke Araki was chewing on the crispy croquettes, and curiously put a piece of fried chicken into the other's open palm.

"Can you really not see it? Well, have you ever heard of such things as resentful spirits and becoming a Buddha?"

"Wraith? It's early in the morning, so you can avoid telling ghost stories. I'm an atheist."

Seeing that the expression of his bad friend did not seem to be fake, Fujiwara Takumi held his chin and thought hard.

"Atheist? I see, you really don't know what happened just now, right..."

Seeming to have grasped the key, Fujiwara Takumi muttered to himself while looking at Sousuke Araki who finished eating croquettes and fried chicken.

After getting to know each other for a period of time, he also understood Araki Sousuke's character and situation.

I have never noticed any spiritual power in the other party.

If the other party really knows that he has the ability to remove spirits, he doesn't have to come here often to eat food, game consoles and cassettes, and do the hard work of delivering food.

No spiritual power, invisible spiritual power, but can see resentful spirits, and can eliminate spirits...

The only answer is the power of blood.

Could it be that this guy has some kind of half-demon blood and accidentally awakened some kind of ability to remove spirits, but he didn't activate his inspiration?

"Ha...hahahaha...your honey, that's arsenic. This is something that can slap those old antiques..."

Turning his face away, looking at the rising sun outside the window, his face was flushed and he showed a sick smile.

It seems to be thinking, the most interesting thing in life.

...

The sun was greeted by the morning glow, revealing a red face.

In an instant, thousands of golden lights penetrated the treetops, dyeing the small apartment with carmine.

In the apartment, Hongfa sat on the toilet with his eyes closed and crossed his knees, reciting scriptures.

At the foot, a box of mineral water from the convenience store was empty.

More than a dozen figures made up of residual limbs knelt devoutly in front of him, chanting Buddhist scriptures in sync with him, and the grievances on their bodies were continuously dissipated in the rising sunlight.

The detective in the car yawned and reported to the headquarters: "Joint the fifth group, the exorcism is over... What, the other groups have already closed their teams and gone home to sleep?"

"Very well, for this joint operation, all the spirit removers sent by the Spirit Eliminator Association are quite powerful..."

In the command room of Lesson 9, Mochizuki Ayano and Iwata Takeshi were checking the reports and video materials that the information team had stayed up all night to review.

Several senior spirit eliminators have rich experience and skillful techniques, and their on-the-spot responses are far from comparable to the agents of Section 9.

Among them, the most surprising ones are the Kotori Yushi Miko of Akagi Shrine and the Abe Temple of the Abe family.

These two actually showed the ability to independently expel level [2] and gather resentful spirits.

Although Master Hongfa's method of eliminating spirits is too stable and takes a little longer, it is also quite reliable.

As for Mr. Tokimoto's closed disciple, Yamada Kengo, apart from showing an indescribable attraction to vengeful spirits and killing a vengeful spirit with not too strong frontal combat ability in a few minutes, he spent most of his time in the sewer Lost, temporarily unable to see the depth.

The picture on the screen was played back to the moment when Xiaoniao Youzhengum shot that stunning arrow.

It was taken by the action recorder on the chest of the fallen detective. Although the light is dark and the angle is skewed, and the spiritual power and wraith cannot be captured, you can still feel the powerful aura of Xiaoniao Youzhengong in the dark. field.

"It's a pity that the picture of Abe Temple fighting the wraith has not been captured... But according to what he said later, after the wraith was cut and escaped by him, it was killed by a man wearing a ghost mask on a motorcycle. The expert shot to destroy it..."

Iwata Takeshi sighed aside.

Because it involves the secrets of the Abe family's practice, Abe Temple is not willing to disclose too many details.

Lesson 9 can only be inferred from his vague few words.

After the hell apartment incident, "Ghost Rider" reappeared and assisted the joint operation in disguise.

"Chairman, do you want to find a way to further confirm the identity of the rider?"

Iwata Takeshi asked Mochizuki Ayano.

"No need, I already know the real identity of that person, just let him act freely."

Mochizuki Ayano shook her head and smiled slightly.

Fujiwara Takumi, you really couldn't help it, you made a move as a ghost knight.

Did you choose Abeji on purpose, because you wanted to compete with this person who is also a leader of the younger generation?

"As expected of the head of the class, he has already..."

Hearing what Ayano Mochizuki said, Takeshi Iwata suddenly felt that the section chief in front of him became more and more unfathomable.

"Review the running-in operation, and readjust the configuration of each group according to the action modes of different spirit removers, so as to maximize the strengths of the spirit removers and make up for the shortcomings."

After quickly browsing through a large amount of information, Mochizuki Ayano began to work out an adjustment plan again.

"Chairman, I just observed that IMB700 updated a message in the middle of the night."

An agent held a tablet computer and handed it to Mochizuki Ayano. It was the post about "Rashomon".

"Rashomon... the gate of hell? The 'New Emperor'..."

Looking at the information in front of her, Mochizuki Ayano fell into deep thought.

"It is impossible for IBM700 to do meaningless actions. Immediately collect relevant information based on the content of this post. If this so-called 'Gate of Hell' really exists, I want to confirm its location as soon as possible!"