I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"It's really a big deal to even rent out the entire cafe as an exhibition hall."

The "Chicheng Cafe", which was originally full of modern art, was removed from the tables and chairs, and it was arranged as a place like an art exhibition, which did not seem to be inconsistent.

Inside the acrylic exhibition boxes are the documents about the history of the Akagi Shrine, Ukiyo-e paintings and some trinkets that Sosuke Araki "accidentally" found that day.

"Thanks to Mr. Araki, the lost history of Akagi Shrine can be reproduced. It is precisely because of these cultural relics that the popularity of the Akagi Festival is unprecedentedly high. Even many shrines that have historical connections with Akagi Shrine have expressed that they will send representatives to participate Woolen cloth."

Following Araki Sousuke, Kotori Yumasumi introduced the exhibits in front of him and Higashino Kohei one by one.

"Genealogy of Xiaoniaoyou Clan", "Records of Ancient Events in Chicheng", ancient sacrificial props, paintings about festival scenes...

After walking around, Araki Sousuke yawned.

"Hey, what about the three so-called 'artifacts'?"

He has never been interested in these incomprehensible and inedible antique documents.

What's more, the more Xiaoniao Yumaumi talked about the value of these things, the greater the "loss" he calculated in his mind.

After all, the inscription of Japan's "Lost Property Law" stipulates that if the owner cannot be identified within 6 months of publication, the lost property belongs to the finder; however, buried items found in other people's property are equally distributed between the finder and others.

"Tomorrow, those three artifacts will be enshrined in the main hall for everyone to worship."

After walking around the main hall with Higashino Kohei, Araki Sosuke was about to leave.

"Wait...the row of torii gates is..."

While he was visiting the exhibits, workers had set up tents similar to night market stalls on both sides of the stone road in the torii gate.

"Every year during the Akagi Festival, the locations on both sides of the road will be leased to vendors who specialize in various festivals and temple fairs, and they will report an event called 'Akagi Market'... This year's popularity is quite high, presumably the business will be very good OK."

"Wow? Are you setting up a stall?"

Hearing this topic, Araki Sousuke and Higashino Kohei looked at each other excitedly.

"Little Bird You, do you have any stalls for us to rent?"

Araki Sousuke asked with great interest.

"Mr. Araki...do you have this hobby? If you like it, just use it..."

Kotori Yumasumi looked at Araki Sousuke in surprise.

As far as she knows so far, apart from being a powerful "illegal exorcist" indifferent to fame and fortune, Araki-sensei has also been involved in yakuza and bosozoku, went to university, worked part-time as a convenience store clerk, and a delivery clerk. Set up a stall?

"Sorry... You said, hobbies?"

Sousuke Araki clasped his hands in front of his chest, and smiled sullenly: "We are professionals! When we were in Yokohama, we would set up stalls on Tuesdays and weekends to earn extra money, and we were collectively called the night market duo... How about it, Xingping, is your housekeeping skill still there?"

Araki Sosuke looked at Higashino Kohei provocatively.

"Hey, unlike you, a decadent guy, my hand speed hasn't dropped in a day... If it's just a day, I can play with you."

A cruel chuckle appeared on Higashino Kohei's face.

Just as the two of them looked at each other and smiled affectionately, several men in suits with unkind faces strode into the torii gate.

Kotori Yutaro stepped forward and had a few words with them, and there was a slightly loud quarrel over there.

"The conditions offered by our consortium are already very sincere, so why did Xiaoniaoyou priest refuse? You know, it's impossible to do business on this street, even if it's a shrine..."

"Several, although that thing is old, it is a family heirloom. It's not because I don't know how to praise, but because it really can't be sold."

Even in the face of several men with bad attitudes, Kotori Yutaro still patiently explained to them with a warm smile.

"What's the situation, do those believers who are very devout at first glance want to visit in advance?"

Araki Sousuke looked over there curiously.

"Those people are said to be from the National Essence Society. I don't know where they got the news. They came to my father again and again, saying that they wanted to pay a big price to buy the demon sword Qiyueyu. Naturally, my father would not agree...but most of the shops in Kagurazaka, They are all the property of the National Essence Society, and it is not easy to turn against them."

"Is the National Essence Society? I heard that it has an unclear relationship with the three-member group."

Listening to the quarrel of several people, Higashino Kohei frowned slightly.

The National Society, formerly the Kanto National Society, a remnant organization after the disbandment of the rightist violent group, the Great Japan National Society, can barely be regarded as a veteran yakuza organization in Tokyo.

Due to being unable to keep up with the development of the times, the National Essence Society has long since declined for many years, and now it is just a low-level violent group.

"I heard that these antiques from the Akagi Shrine were lost in the fire... It's been dry recently, so be careful about fire prevention."

One of the middle-aged men said strangely when he saw the little bird Yutaro welcoming people with a smile on his face, but he was still reticent.

"Your Excellency has something to say, but it is suspected of being a threat, which violates the provisions of the "Violent Group Countermeasures Act."

Kotori Yutaro still responded without changing his expression.

When this group of people came a few days ago, he already felt that the other party had no good intentions, so he was naturally unwilling to cooperate.

"You bastard, we've been here for a few days, so let's talk about it... shameless..."

Another man took out his mobile phone with a worried expression on his face.

Kotori Yutaro's words are correct. Since the introduction of the "Violent Group Countermeasures Act", their life has become more and more difficult.

Last week, some members even politely asked "Can it be cheaper" when they were shopping for groceries, but they were all taken away by the police on the charge of threatening.

After a while, more than a dozen fierce-looking men with shirtless and tattooed faces, who didn't have "Shedi" and "Ruozhong" written on their faces, came loudly outside Chicheng Shenmen, or squatted Or stand blocked around the torii gate.

Several invited guests who were about to enter the torii, as well as passers-by who came to the shrine to pray, were frightened by the scene and left quickly.

Even the workers who were decorating the venue hid.

"Funamura-san, if you're like this..."

Seeing the torii of the shrine being blocked, Yutaro's face turned cold even though he was as gentle as a bird.

"Xiao Niao Yousang, my little brothers are all people with a heart for gods, you can't keep others out... Besides, this commercial street is a public place where everyone can come. In order to show the sincerity of the National Essence Association for this festival, wouldn't it be nice to let them join in the fun here these two days and add some popularity to your Chicheng Festival?"

The middle-aged man called "Funamura-san" said in a strange way.

"These guys are too deceitful..."

Standing on the top of the stone steps and seeing this scene, Kou Yumaumi prepared to go down and reason with them with a pale face.

But... Sousuke Araki had appeared under the torii gate at some point.

"Little Niao Yousang, the first booth you enter the door, can you arrange it for me?"

He pointed to the first booth behind the torii gate, and asked as if no one else was there.

"Huh? No problem...but for now..."

Kotori Yutaro was stunned by his sudden question.

"Since there is no problem...Xinghei, hurry up and clean up the garbage and set up the booth."

Sousuke Araki grabbed a knot from under the booth and tied it on his head like an uncle selling fried noodles at a night market.

Then he waved the back of his hand in disgust at the dozen or so men in front of the torii gate with a ferocious expression: "Hey, you brats, you are blocking the light from my booth, please move away..."