I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Araki Sousuke, who has always lived in a dormitory and came out to rent a room to live alone for the first time, discovered a painful fact.

To throw out trash, you have to join the town club first.

The town association, which Araki Sousuke has only heard about in the news, is a traditional neighborhood resident self-government organization, responsible for maintaining the nearby environment, organizing residents' cultural exchanges and other trivial matters.

After joining the membership, not only do you have to pay a membership fee of about 1,000 yen per month, but you also regularly participate in meaningful activities such as picking up trash and reading books with your grandpa and grandma.

Araki Sousuke, who finds it bothersome and has no money, naturally refuses to join.

Then he discovered that the garbage disposal point near the residence was actually paid for by the town council to maintain and maintain it.

People who have not joined the association throw trash in the past, although they will not be rejected, but because they have not paid the membership dues, they will be attacked by grandpa and grandma's contemptuous eyes every time.

Moreover, the time for garbage disposal is actually limited to 6:00 am to 8:00 am, which is tantamount to a forbidden time for Sousuke Araki, who has been working part-time at night for a long time.

Therefore, he was forced to go out in the middle of the night to commit "criminal acts".

Just when Araki Sosuke felt sorry for himself, Wengu and Shota, who were out of breath, also sat back in the car and stared at him viciously.

"This guy is simply the scum of the bottom of society. I will report to him tomorrow..."

Shota complained dissatisfied.

This guy ran so far in the middle of the night, and it turned out to be just to illegally dump garbage, which made the two of them sweat a lot, and they were still panting slightly in the car at this moment.

At this moment, someone lightly knocked on the window of the driver's seat where Wen Gu was.

It was a woman with a good figure and a mask wearing a red coat and a white skirt.

"Nearby residents? Are you disturbing others?"

Wen Gu was busy panting just now, and Wen Gu hadn't had time to take off the spy glasses on his face.

With just a glance, his hand, which was about to press the car window, hovered in mid-air.

"Senior, what's the matter, shall I go down and explain to her?"

Just when Xiangta was about to get out of the car to explain to the woman that he was not a suspicious person in order to avoid attracting the attention of the target, Wen Gu grabbed his hand firmly.

At the same time, Wen Gu's thumb gently scratched the back of his hand.

What happened to senior, does he have that kind of hobby? Should I refuse...

Xiangtai turned his head while thinking wildly, and found that Wengu's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his expression was a little unnatural.

He immediately realized that the tapping on the back of his hand, which seemed to be full of interest, was Morse code.

The repeated rhythm turned into Roman sounds, and gathered into three words in his heart.

Gap girl.

The existence of weird level two.

Different from the resentful spirits born after people's death, weirdness is a powerful existence that absorbs people's obsession with "belief in existence" and "recognition", and uses resentment as energy.

Wraiths act with distorted thinking, while Weird has its own relatively mechanical rules of action.

However, within its rules of action, weirdness is an extremely powerful existence.

Ordinary people who are not familiar with its rules of action are hard to resist. Even elite agents who know how to break the rules still need to have the ability to actually implement them to break the situation.

Moreover, in theory, as long as the power of "belief" and "recognition" in people's hearts is not extinguished, the weirdness is extremely difficult to eliminate, and even if it is eliminated, there is a possibility of rebirth.

Therefore, the ninth lesson's policy for weirdness is to avoid direct confrontation before finding out the rules, and at the same time use seals as the main means.

For some reason, in the past year or so, there have been reports of cases in various parts of Tokyo.

The legend of "The Gap Girl" originated in Japan in the 1980s, and then spread like a virus in most campuses.

The Gap Girl is a woman with long hair and a mask who asks people she meets questions like "Am I pretty?"

If the answer is good, she will take off the mask, revealing the bloody mouth that is split to the ear and ask the other party again.

If the answer is not pretty, she will take out the scissors and cut the other person's mouth to be as "pretty" as hers.

On the 2CH forum, there have been hundreds of versions of how to answer the question of the Gap Girl.

However, the thick stack of files stored in Lesson Nine cruelly proved that no matter how people answered over the years, most of them would not escape the fate of being cut by the big scissors.

Putting on the spy glasses on his forehead, Shota looked at the woman again.

The resentment in the glasses is presented in the form of wisps of black air. The more resentment exists, the stronger it is.

Ordinary resentful spirits often only have a few wisps of black air surrounding them.

But at this moment, the black air that was so thick that it could not be dispelled was lingering around the woman's body.

Xiangta immediately subconsciously touched the weapon at his waist.

"The other party has no signs of further action, so we can't provoke the other party. The highest recorded moving speed of the Gap Girl is 30 meters per second. If we exceed this speed, we still have a chance of survival... Fasten your seat belts."

Wen Gu quickly gave him this order, then rolled down the car window, showing the typical simple and honest smile of a Japanese uncle: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Maybe it was because the car window was short, the woman bowed slightly, brushed her hair, and asked the two of them in a charming manner: "Am I... pretty?"

It seems to be just a street girl who strikes up a conversation on the roadside in the red light district.

Here comes the rules of action for the Gap Girl, questions with no correct answers!

Hearing this proposition, the air in the car instantly froze.

Shota's expression was stiff at the moment, and he didn't dare to show his breath. He was full of admiration for the senior who could squeeze out a smile.

Wen Gu squeezed the handbrake with sweaty palms, took a deep breath, and replied indiscriminately: "Very... the whole is pretty but the details are not beautiful..."

Hearing this answer, the woman froze for a moment, then lifted her hair gently, and slowly unbuttoned the mask.

Sure enough, no matter what the answer is, the other party will always follow the "process".

"Then look at me like this..."

Just when Xiangtai had vaguely seen the mottled dark red blood scab on the base of the opponent's ear, Wen Gu slammed down the accelerator...

With the roar of the engine, the entire Toyota car "ejected" out of the parking lot like a wild horse, with scorched exhaust, and disappeared into the quiet alley in an instant.

The Gap Girl, who stayed where she was, had a pair of huge black scissors in her hand at some point, and started to walk towards the two of them.

At this moment, a certain man's frivolous voice interrupted her: "Ah, isn't this Ms. Zetian? Did you just get off work? Do you want some milk?"

Araki Sousuke, wearing flip flops, shorts and a T-shirt, walked towards her familiarly with a friendly smile on his front and holding milk.

Araki Sousuke was attracted by the huge roar of the engine.

As a runaway fan, he also subconsciously admired the opponent's superb starting skills through the roar.

Then he turned his head and found Miss Zetian standing in the middle of the parking lot.

Before he had the cheek to approach, Miss Zetian bowed slightly to him in a very graceful manner, turned around and hurried back to the apartment.

"Hey, are you scared away by me again? Damn it, you should wear long sleeves to go out..."

Looking down at his bare arms and legs covered with unidentified runes, the frustrated Araki Sousuke accidentally squeezed the boxed milk in his hand, and the white liquid splashed out.

In other words, Ms. Zetian, who is picked up by a black car and always comes back late at night, is engaged in a job like "calling on the phone".

I don't know if neighbors have discounts.