I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Sousuke Araki followed Yamada Kengo's instructions and saw a woman dressed as a white-collar worker, snuggling very sweetly behind the man who was ordering food on the machine...

His gaze gradually became deeper.

"161-77-62-80."

Sousuke Araki quickly and accurately reported a string of numbers of unknown meaning.

"Hey, Kengo, even though I'm a virgin, I don't have the right to say this. But you can't see other people's beautiful horses, so just curse others, she's obviously a young, beautiful and exquisite OL lady."

"Senior, can you see her too? However, I clearly saw her clothes were stained with blood and her lower body was gone..."

Hearing that Sosuke Araki could also see the woman, Kengo Yamada's expression became agitated, and then he felt a little aggrieved.

He mustered up the courage to look over there again.

Behind the man was indeed a long-haired woman who was missing her lower body, dragged her internal organs, and was covered in blood coagulating on her clothes. The woman's arms were choking the man's neck from behind, and her head occasionally swung. Look around unconsciously.

He was so frightened that he immediately retracted his eyes.

"Eye of the Void has obtained the last set of numbers, how come there is no lower body? I think you should go to the hospital to see if you are frightened by nightmares and look like ghosts... It's not a popular paranoia recently. ', 'Radio System' or something?"

Licking the rice in the bowl clean, Sousuke Araki stood up.

At meal time, even Yoshinoya lined up, and staying here after eating would affect other people's meals.

"I thought so at first, until later... Senior, wait for me!"

I didn't eat a single bite of rice, so Yamada Kengo got up and walked out.

Seeing that the two of them gave up their seats after eating, the white-collar men immediately came over.

The aisle of the restaurant is very narrow.

The tall Yamada Kengo tried his best to stay away from the man as if he was avoiding some terrifying monster.

When the "couple" passed by Sosuke Araki, Sosuke Araki inevitably bumped into the corner of the woman's clothes closely behind the man.

"Look, I was able to touch her clothes just now, so it's definitely not a ghost."

Walking to the door, Sousuke Araki said to Kengo Yamada who was waiting there.

Kengo Yamada mustered up his courage and glanced at the woman again.

There, there was no half-length woman covered in blood and hanging with internal organs that he had seen before. Instead, there was a young and beautiful OL standing with his hands folded reverently, as if he was praying before a meal.

And the man in front of her was touching his neck with a strange expression.

"Could it be... I'm really suffering from 'delusional disorder'? By the way, that place... If you go to that place with me, it will surely prove..."

As if thinking of something, Kengo Yamada pulled Sousuke Araki and left in a certain direction.

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The square in front of Shibuya Station.

A huge bronze statue of Akita Inu stands not far from the station exit, and many people gather next to it.

Due to the complex terrain and many exits of large subway stations in Japan, many people often use this conspicuous bronze statue as a meeting point.

Several monks with bamboo hats and a bell in one hand were doing alms on the side of the road.

An everyday scene in front of the Shibuya Station exit.

Most of the Japanese believe in Buddhism. These monks only need to stand on the side of the road, close their eyes and recite the scriptures silently, and their own believers will send change.

And every time a dervish is given, the dervish will respond with a Dharma bell.

"Senior, look there... there..."

Kengo Yamada quietly pointed behind the statue.

In a corner of the square, dozens of meters behind the bronze statue, sat an old man who was shabby and motionless with his head lowered.

"Isn't that an ordinary tramp?"

Sousuke Araki looked at it and didn't think there was anything special.

"This homeless man was here when I was in elementary school..."

It was noon, but Kengo Yamada was in a cold sweat.

"Yeah, so what's so strange about him here now?"

"But...he froze to death here in the winter ten years ago. I remember very clearly that when I was passing by after school, I saw the scene where the police came to collect the body, and I had nightmares for many days when I went back."

"It's just someone who looks alike, a homeless man with a beard and a similar dress..."

Sosuke Araki lit the cigarette in his hand, crouched under the Akita Inu statue and started smoking.

"No, I can be sure, his appearance is exactly the same as I remember... No matter when I pass by recently, he is sitting there blankly like that... And you see the large purple-red markings on his face, Those are the unique corpse spots of people who freeze to death..."

"They have a ruddy complexion and look healthier than you. Where's the corpse spot... You're probably insane, right?"

Kengo Yamada also squatted down, his calf shaking unsatisfactorily.

I don't know when, an old monk who was giving alms on the side of the road walked slowly towards the two of them.

This thin old monk looks at least seventy years old, and the wrinkles on his face are like tree bark.

"Buddha Amitabha, the poor monk just overheard the words of the two donors. This donor seems to be related to my Buddha..."

Sousuke Araki immediately found a fifty-yen coin from his pocket and put it into the opponent's bowl.

Unfortunately, I didn't bring ten yen.

Based on his survival experience, it would be very troublesome to be entangled by such an old monk, so he decided to give money and leave.

"Amitabha."

The old monk's words were interrupted by his actions, he uttered the Buddha's horn, shook the bell, and continued to say, "What the donor said just now..."

"Can you hear Master from such a distance?" Kengo Yamada asked curiously.

The exit of the subway Shibuya Station was crowded with people. When I was talking just now, I was almost ten meters away from this old monk, and the other party could actually hear the two of them discussing in a low voice.

Is it really a legendary master?

Looking at his appearance, he seemed to want to ask this "high monk" for consultation.

"Those with poor eyes will always have better ears."

The old monk replied with a smile, looking very kind and amiable.

Having said that, the two discovered that under the hat, the old monk seemed to be blind, and kept his somewhat withered eyes closed.

"The donor just said that he can see..." The old monk tried to change the topic again.

"I know, I know, there is a fate, the 50 yen just now is already very fate, I will give you another 100 yen, but this fate..."

Having said that~www.wuxiax.com~ Araki Sousuke threw another 100 yen in, and interrupted the other party impatiently.

He has seen this kind of thing a lot. If the old man in front of him continues to talk about it and makes Kengo, who is desperately ill, go to the doctor and lame, I am afraid that tens of thousands of yen "cannot eliminate the disaster".

"Amitabha."

The change was put into the bowl, and the old monk rang the bell again.

Hearing that there seemed to be a lot of change in Sosuke Araki's trousers pocket, he simply put the bell in the cloth pocket, then took out a small card and handed it to Sosuke Araki.

Sousuke Araki took the card hesitantly.

The humble card printed: "Kawasaki Daishi Temple, hosted by Kukai" and the address and landline number of the temple.

These gods and fools are too professional, and they even printed such a simple business card, and they look like they can't be thrown away.

"It turned out to be Master Kawasaki."

"The name of the dharma is Kukai... Master Kawasaki is the name of the temple where Zaisha is."

The old monk seemed to be accustomed to confusing the name with others, and then he said, "The donor is quite wise, I wonder if he intends to take refuge in my Buddha?"

"what?"

Sosuke Araki stared at him with the expression "Come, come, set the stage for a long time, and the religious deception has finally begun".

The blind Kukai naturally couldn't see Sousuke Araki's expression.

Hearing that he didn't speak for a long time, Kong Hai leaned into his ear and whispered like a mother Sang who persuaded a young child to enter the profession: "The poor monk can accept you as a closed disciple in person. Every day is from nine to five, with weekends and pensions. The monthly salary is 200,000 yen. The sum of the subsidy for rituals and incense can be one million yen at the highest. It is not taboo to marry a wife, drink, and eat meat. If you are not used to living in a temple, you can also practice at home. ."

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