I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"In order to deal with this situation, this is the 'all-round non-contact spirit removal service' specially developed by me based on scientific principles and painstaking research!"

In the flickering flames at the corner of his mouth, Araki Sousuke answered Niya's question seriously with a strange light on his face.

"That is, 59% nitrogen, 20% hydrogen, 9% carbon dioxide, 7% methane and 4% oxygen, and 1% hydrogen sulfide, ammonia and other substances, produced by burning..."

"...Named, the power of science!"

"Of course, you can also hold it tightly in your fist and bloom at the right time..."

According to Mai Hanyu's current experimental data, Sousuke Araki's body fluid also contains a peculiar magnetic field of the same frequency, and within a short period of time outside the body, it can also achieve the same effect of "contacting and becoming a Buddha" as the body.

The "gas" with a slightly lower concentration can completely dissolve the hidden energy field, but it cannot purify the soul.

This important discovery, for Araki Sousuke, who was a little disgusted with the "deep physical contact" with the resentful spirit, represented the possibility of developing an "elegant" way to eliminate the spirit.

"Scientific principles? The power of science?"

Muttering these words, Niya's eyes were a little confused and loose.

She grew up in the Holy See since she was a child. Not only did she receive orthodox theological education at the only Pontifical Communication University in the Vatican, and she was awarded the title of Doctor of Canon Law. She also obtained the title of Master of Human Biology because of her personal interests.

She is not surprised by the biological knowledge that a certain gas can emit gorgeous flames.

Doctors have even mistakenly ignited the gas in patients during surgery, causing severe burns.

But to say that this thing can be used to remove spirits...

No matter how much she wants to break her head, the scene just now, whether explained from theological or scientific perspective, is completely "unscientific"!

"If you want to challenge me, beat him first!"

In the building of the Spirit Eliminator Association, Fujiwara Takumi's majestic finger appeared in her mind for some reason.

Could it be that Fujiwara Takumi, the "God's favored person who meets once in four thousand years", is not perfunctory, but serious...

This guy really inherited some kind of powerful spirit removal technique and has the potential to challenge Fujiwara Takumi? !

"Hmph, what Ryoma said is correct, there is no danger if you are prepared...Fortunately, I anticipated this situation during the retreat and devoted myself to developing this trick..."

Under the dispersed "coke", there were several "naked men" who had not yet been digested and still breathed, and a Mediterranean sea that was still dazzling under the moonlight.

"If you want me to sacrifice this pure body to please this disgusting thing for the sake of mere exorcism, there is no way! By the way, Ryoma, you have recorded my heroic appearance just now, right?!"

Araki Sousuke turned his head and winked at a certain "invigilator" behind him.

"Zongsuke, be careful!"

What responded to him was Ryoma's frightened expression before Er.

"Clatter..."

Behind him, without the support of those flesh and blood, the tall and dilapidated support tower suddenly collapsed towards the ground...

"Oops, those people are still under the tower..."

Before Niya could react, Sousuke Araki, who was standing beside her, disappeared at some point.

I saw an afterimage rushing into the dust, dragging several naked men in the covered area towards the safe area at full speed before the support tower fell down...

"Okay... so fast!"

One of the middle-aged men whose feet were caught, the smooth Mediterranean Sea sunk deep in the mud, rolling out a round and desolate gully.

"It's so dangerous, so there should be no one down there..."

"Hey, isn't this Vice President Tokita who interviewed very harshly...the pulse is still strong..."

"Tsk tsk, the shrunken state is less than five centimeters, and it pales in comparison to the members of the Galactic Confederation Cult beside you... To avoid compromising the majesty, let's arrange them a little apart..."

In the dusty sky, one could still hear exclamation from someone from time to time.

...

In the boundless darkness, countless green eyeballs stared at the man quietly.

I... where am I...

"Hiss... Tai... Tekley..."

Small and piercing whispers rang in my ears from time to time.

What followed was an uncontrollable headache and a terrifying will to erode the brain...

Get the hell out of my brain, you bloody wretch! ! !

I... Hiroshi Tokita... the vice president of the Exorcist Association... the powerful exorcist who once made the wraith become a Buddha (1 time)... I will never be a slave!

Awaken, I have forgotten the power of becoming a Buddha for many years! ! !

"Tekley... Lee!"

As the soul-tearing consciousness entered his brain, the originally indescribable roar gradually turned into an obscure consciousness that could be partially understood.

The desire for flesh and blood, the hatred for life, the joy of self-reproduction, the call for the lost old master...

The flood and tsunami-like consciousness directly overwhelmed Hiroshi Toda, who hadn't awakened anything, and screamed in the darkness for the last time.

"Pfft...crackling..."

Beside his ears, there was a sudden piercing, long and intermittent sound of exhaust, re-condensing his consciousness that was about to dissipate.

Immediately, there was a pungent stench, surging scorching heat, intertwined together and turned into a disgusting burnt smell...

Is this the punishment from hell karma?

Why, the stench of hell is actually mixed with a strong smell of instant curry...

"vomit……"

Hiroshi Toda, who retched and suffered from the stench so badly that he would die, struggled to move his eyelids and woke up.

"Vice President Chang Tian..."

What caught the eye was the dazzling white roof of the ambulance.

"Great!!! You finally woke up..."

"I didn't breathe just now. I thought you were going to die this time. You have to inform the cemetery to cancel the reserved location..."

And, a staff member named Ishigami choked and shouted unluckily.

"I... what's wrong with me?"

After struggling to get up, Hiroshi Toda found himself lying in an ambulance, wearing a striped hospital gown, with his thin chest exposed.

Two masked paramedics, with giant clickers in their hands, appeared to be preparing for a "last-ditch" attempt on him.

"Vice President Chang Tian, ​​don't move, let the doctor examine you first."

Beside him, Ishigami-kun gently supported his back.

"No need, I'm fine. By the way, the support tower...those ghosts...report me the current situation immediately!"

After struggling to piece together the messy memories, Tokita Hiroshi finally calmed down.

"Shortly after the practice test started, people from the 'Galaxy Confederation Cult' raided each group with weapons..."

Hearing his order, Shi Shang-kun reported seriously.

"What, the Galactic Confederation? So that's how it is, the ones controlled by that ghost are those lunatics..."

Those nude and deformed figures with tentacles on their heads and lumps of flesh on their heads came to Hiroshi Toda's mind.