I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Seeing the XJR4000 rolling towards the wide steel guardrail, Kaito Harumoto opened his mouth subconsciously.

"No...he did it on purpose..."

With a strong driving awareness, he looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly had a bold guess in his heart.

"This lunatic!!"

The moment he was about to hit the guardrail, Sousuke Araki stretched out one foot and kicked hard on the ground...

"Not only do I want to cross that 'last centimeter', I also want to crush it!!!"

Like a feline, the retro XJR4000 jumped onto the guardrail on the outside of the curve, and then galloped along the inner wall of the thick steel guardrail like walking on flat ground like a stunt show.

Wall Walking is a stunt in which a locomotive or bicycle travels around a spherical conical surface.

There are strict requirements on the coefficient of friction, curvature, angle of entry and speed of the wall.

In actual operation, the friction force of the wall can only overcome gravity in a short time. Although a curved wall can provide more centripetal force to maintain kinetic energy, rushing into an unfamiliar curved surface is tantamount to hitting a wall with a motorcycle .

"How...how is it possible?! Is that a movement that humans can make..."

The observer at the bend was also too surprised to speak.

In his opinion, the XJR4000, which has already taken the lead and locked in victory, has no need to use such desperate driving skills.

"Hey, this trick...named it, Araki Rampage..."

Driving on the inside of the U-shaped guardrail, the warrior of the Warring States Period broke out with a speed as strong as walking on flat ground, directly passed the headless horseman who was passing the car from the outside, and came to the front of the opponent in an instant.

"Let me see who it is that dares to imitate..."

Passing by the opponent at a very close distance, Araki Sousuke turned his head and looked at the Kawasaki H2 behind him.

"Who are you?!"

Under the soft moonlight, one can barely see clearly that riding on this Kawasaki H2 wrapped in darkness without headlights is a childish man with soft long hair and a gentle and easy-going temperament.

On the fluttering special attack uniform, it was not the words of the runaway gang Chueru, but words with unclear meanings such as "Sakakano Gakuen" and "sincere".

Araki Sousuke was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression became a little disappointed.

Except for the red Kawasaki H2, this little fresh-meat guy, no matter in appearance or attire, is very different from the tall, rough, masculine brother Kosaka, even a low-end imitation not on.

At this moment, for the first time in his heart, he wished for the existence of ghosts in this world.

Even if brother Kosaka comes back from the land of the underworld, it would be good to have another match with him.

After staggering past at high speed, the rider just slowed down slowly, clasped his hands together, and looked at him with a smile, as if he had already surrendered.

"Brother Araki! Don't be discouraged, it's only two minutes now, you have a chance to break the record, go for it!!!"

The bosozoku squatting on the curve ahead shouted excitedly at him.

"oh?!"

Hearing the words "breaking the record", Araki Sousuke immediately restrained himself, ignored the man behind him, and continued to sprint forward in a strong state.

"Boom boom boom..."

In a trance, he seemed to see the white figure flying in his memory and the familiar taillights appearing in front of him again.

On the dark and winding track, Sousuke Araki maintained the mysterious state of "human-vehicle integration", and once again ran over the outer curved guardrail freely...

Araki goes berserk!

"Brother Kosaka, I must surpass you this time."

A race that spanned time and chased the disappearing figure in memory has just begun.

The man has passed away, but his runaway soul remains in everyone's heart like a phoenix.

...

"Ara... Senior Araki..."

On the LEVIN who came from behind, the three of them witnessed the whole process of Araki Sousuke surpassing the Headless Horseman with shocking expressions.

Just after Sousuke Araki overtook the Kawasaki H2 and left at high speed, the headless "headless horseman" did not catch up, but left the handlebars of the motorcycle with both hands and began to slow down slowly.

Just as LEVIN approached quickly and the two masters and apprentices in the car were about to play the talisman in their hands...

The headless horseman, who was bathed in the wild moonlight, had put his palms together, and the motorcycle under him turned into glowing white spots of light that slowly dissipated.

All that remains is a black helmet left on the tarmac.

LEVIN slammed on the brakes and stopped on the driveway, leaving long black tire tracks.

"Becoming a Buddha..."

Inside the car, Yamada Kengo and Harumoto Kaito looked at the scene in front of them blankly.

Tokimoto Ichiro did not approach the helmet, but got out of the car thoughtfully, and walked to the edge of the guardrail where Araki Sousuke "run away"...

"Presumably, the wish of this resentful spirit is that someone can defeat him."

With his back to the two, the old god Tokimoto Ichiro said on the ground.

The taoist robe printed with Taiji patterns fluttered in the night wind.

"Teacher Shiben..."

Yamada Kengo walked up to him suspiciously.

After this period of experience in the Spirit Eliminators Association, he is no longer as ignorant as before.

Naturally, it is such a simple thing to know where "becoming a Buddha" is.

"Kengo, that talisman paper of yours was given to you by this kid named Araki."

Tokimoto Ichiro suddenly asked nonchalantly.

"Although I received the 'incense money', Senior Araki really begged for me...Why did the teacher suddenly ask this..."

Tokimoto Ichiro frowned, and looked down calmly at his fingertips that had just touched the guardrail.

There, there was a bloodstain.

"Teacher, this is..."

"Your senior, I'm afraid his life history is not simple..."

Sighing slightly, Tokimoto Ichiro caressed with his long sleeves, and as the spiritual power diffused out, the blood drops that had been sprinkled by someone on the curve evaporated and dispersed.

"If he is very important to you, then no matter who asks about what happened just now, just say that when we came from this corner, the headless horseman who was overtaken has become a Buddha, and nothing else will be known."

Looking at the blood droplets rising and dissipating near the helmet, Kengo Yamada realized something.

Originally thought that Araki-senpai was just a human being with a weak inspiration...

Is he... a half-demon?

In human society, there are still many people with half-demon bloodlines who have never awakened in their lives.

Because of sacrifices or "returning to the ancestors", the power of the half-demon hidden in the blood may be awakened at any time.

Thinking about it this way, there is a reasonable explanation for the strange power on Senior Araki's body and the miraculous effect of the talisman paper he gave him.

Araki-senpai's bodily fluids can turn the headless horseman into a Buddha. What kind of powerful monster is he descended from?

"That's how it is...thank you teacher..."

As if thinking of something, Yamada Kengo suddenly felt a chill down his back, and his whole body broke out in cold sweat.

The imperial family and the Yin-Yang Liao have always had the attitude towards the awakened half-demon, "people who are not of our own race will have a different heart", "rather kill the wrong than let it go", and the worst is to become "research material".

If things about Senior Araki were discovered, I'm afraid...

Sousuke Araki's body was plugged with a thick hose, and the ghostly image of bodily fluids being sucked out of the holes came to his mind.

"You don't need to thank me... The cooperation between the Spirit Eliminators Association and the government is only temporary after all, and I just have a sliver of selfishness... But your friend probably doesn't know what's going on with him."

Tokimoto Ichiro stroked his beard slightly and sighed.

He faintly felt that that man might be a ray of hope in this increasingly dark world.

If it falls into the hands of the government, I'm afraid it will snuff out the fire instead.

Let's observe first. If there is a suitable time, it would be good to guide this person to join the association and secretly protect him.

Tokimoto Ichiro's words reminded Yamada Kengo.

Senior Araki didn't seem to understand the situation about himself.

That being the case, I will protect the secrets and peaceful life of seniors with my life.

The howling siren interrupted Yamada Kengo's thoughts.

He looked down the mountain resolutely.

There, several flashing police lights, like sparks, are gathering towards the foot of the mountain.