I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Ten years ago, Haneda Airport.

In the drizzle, a black man with short hair and solemn expression walked in front of the team very solemnly.

"Father Siena Diego, with the remains of the former Virgin Chino St. Catherine, asks to return to the Vatican."

Carried on their shoulders by the four people behind him was a wooden coffin engraved with a cross.

Because he didn't have an umbrella, the black man's curly short hair and the robe on his body were already soaked in the rain.

In the rainy night, it was impossible to see whether it was tears or rain flashing on his face.

"The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not receive the light... Amen."

Standing at the boarding gate was a white-haired priest.

He walked forward slowly, lowered his head and kissed the coffin lightly, and someone carried it onto the plane.

"Thank you, Siena..."

Immediately, he turned around on tiptoe and patted the black man's shoulder with some difficulty.

"...Lord Bishop, I failed to protect..."

Siena shook her head stubbornly, with self-blame in her eyes.

"No, no one would have thought that 'they' would actually do such a thing...Let's go back to the Holy See to report on our work first."

The elderly bishop sighed and followed the coffin towards the plane.

"...I have already submitted an application to the Holy See to be transferred to the Inquisition Institute and go to the Middle East."

But Siena's words made him turn around in surprise.

"...I heard that 'their' forces are very arrogant over there."

In the denser raindrops, the black man showed eyes like a wounded beast and smiled ferociously.

His sharp white teeth cut through the darkness.

"boom……"

"The flight is about to take off. Dear Mr. Siena, please fasten your seat belt and prepare to enjoy this pleasant journey..."

The roar of the plane engine and the sweet broadcast of the stewardess brought back Siena's thoughts from the long time ago.

Putting on his seat belt, he subconsciously turned his head to look out the window at the slowly receding tarmac and the car carrying Mochizuki Ayano away...

Miss Kino, your beloved Ayano has grown into an excellent girl who is as capable and independent as you.

Farewell, Japan, this "Lord's Forbidden Zone".

...

"Mr. Siena, the plane has ascended to the bottom of the stratosphere, and will leave Japan's airspace in about half an hour... We have prepared meals for you, when do you plan to eat them?"

Not long after the plane took off, a stewardess walked up to Siena with her slender legs wrapped in a skirt, and bowed to reveal a snow-white ravine.

"Sorry, I'm not very hungry now, I want to rest first... I'll call you later when I need it."

"Okay, if you need any 'special' services, you can call me anytime..."

Directly ignoring the "special" hint from the stewardess, Siena put her head in her hands, closed her eyes and meditated.

However, shortly after the stewardess returned to the front of the airport, Siena smelled the aroma of food coming from the rear of the cabin.

After a while, one of the flight attendants walked past him carrying several boxes of food.

"The captain and co-pilot said they were hungry and needed an early meal."

Seeing his curious eyes, the stewardess swallowed, explained something to him, and walked towards the front of the cabin.

After a while, the stewardess who delivered the food also returned to the area behind the cabin.

Afterwards, the smell of food continued to come from the rear of the cabin.

It seems that the crew also took the opportunity to eat early.

"Batta...batta..."

Siena closed her eyes and meditated, listening to the faster and louder chewing sound behind her, instinctively felt something was wrong.

In the air, a trace of blood mixed with the food wafted over.

He stood up vigilantly, lifted the suitcase under his feet, and walked slowly towards the rear of the cabin.

Opening the curtain on the aisle, Siena saw three stewardesses squatting in the corner of the kitchen.

The warming cabinet, which has enough food for dozens of people, is empty and wide open.

On the ground, there were scattered torn and empty food packaging boxes.

The three stewardesses squatting in the corner seemed quite hungry.

On the ground, a large amount of food that was too late to be heated has been devoured by them.

Hearing Siena's footsteps, the three people who were "dining" together turned to look at him.

"...Sorry, Mr. Siena, we are really, really hungry...Even though we finished eating all the food, we are still very hungry..."

The three flight attendants apologized in elegant and polite tones.

Their pupils were as deep red as blood, reflecting the priest's solemn expression.

They were holding each other's arms in their hands, devouring greedily as if they didn't feel any pain at all.

The original small cherry mouth also turned into a bloody mouth full of fangs.

Blood and pieces of meat, as they chewed while talking, kept spilling on the ground.

"Bathe me with water, O Lord, and wash me clean, and make me whiter than snow."

Seeing this bloody scene, Siena didn't even frown, directly took out the flat flagon inside his pocket, and sprinkled the holy water inside on several people.

Holy Prayer [Mass completed].

"Zi..."

The holy water with golden spiritual power, like sulfuric acid, billowed green smoke from the three of them, but it still couldn't stop them from gnawing at each other.

Seemingly getting hungry more and more, the three flight attendants directly ignored Siena, tore each other's clothes, and began to greedily lick each other's body.

"Isn't it a wraith or a curse? Could it be the transformation of life forms like vampires and zombies..."

Seeing the three fragrant white tender bodies entangled with each other in the blood stains and constantly gnawing at each other, Siena made a move without hesitation.

He melted knives with both hands, and quickly hit the back of the necks of the three of them.

However, the three delicate stewardesses did not faint as he expected, but were attracted by his "initiative".

They seem to have forgotten what pain and fear are, and only the desire to eat is left in their minds.

"...Mr. Siena, it looks delicious too. The portion must be quite large, right?"

Three supermodel-like slender and white "fragrant" bodies with only bones left in their arms wrapped around him immediately.

One flight attendant even squatted down and began to tear his pants.

It seems to want to provide him with the "special service" that was hinted at before.

At the same time, the fuselage of the plane suddenly began to vibrate violently.

"Sorry...the situation is urgent, I may...be too late to save you."

Siena glanced at the direction of the cockpit, and remembered the captain who had applied for "advance meal" before, and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

"...the light of evil must be extinguished, and the flame of the Lord need not shine."

Immediately, a golden light rose from his body, not only knocked off the fangs of the three stewardesses like steel, but also ignited white flames on them.

Soon, under the continuous burning of the white flames, the three young and beautiful stewardesses turned into charred corpses and fell limply to the ground.