I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Go and do your work, leave it to me..."

Although it was quite uncomfortable to be called "Mediterranean" by the man in front of him, Hiroshi Tsuneda dismissed the staff, showed a professional smile, and patiently explained to the two clients.

"Please be calm and don't be impatient. The 24 hours of observation is to ensure your safety. You two don't want to leave any troubles. Moreover, all kinds of facilities are available in the safe room, and the accommodation environment is comparable to a business hotel. ..."

After all, due to the "Public Confidentiality Regulations", providing clients with safe and satisfactory services and allowing a professional and reliable image to subtly take root in the hearts of the people has always been considered by him to be the cornerstone of the professional development of the spirit exorcist, and even the future openness .

"Is everything available? Hey, that's all, let's go and stay for a day... Blame those damned wraiths!"

Glancing at the woman beside him, Hiroshi Kunimura stretched helplessly, and spat on the ground, which seemed to agree with Hiroshi Tsuneda's arrangement.

"By the way, let's go back to our evaluation questionnaire and ask the two of you to cooperate to fill it out..."

"Damn wraith? Kunimura-kun, where are you going..."

A strong and powerful palm, as if carrying the wailing of thousands of dead souls, like King Kong who is about to take the heroine to climb the tower, firmly pressed the top of Kunimura Hiroshi's head, interrupting Hiroshi Tsuneda's " after-sales service".

"Pain, pain, pain, let go! Which bastard is joking with me, I don't want to die..."

Hiroshi Kunimura turned his head back with a ferocious expression, but the man behind him with a cigarette in his mouth and a one-eyed blindfold staring at him with murderous eyes swallowed back the swear words that had reached his throat.

Although he speaks harshly and has an arrogant attitude on weekdays, and he looks like "a gangster on the road", but that also has to be divided.

When facing the real Gokaku, he was so docile that he didn't even dare to fart.

Years of experience in the "art energy world" and dealing with jiudao told him that the man in front of him was definitely not joking...

Maybe, pressing the slightly smelly palm of his head has already contaminated countless lives.

"I remember, you're also a spirit remover, right? I, I won't go anywhere, so I'm here to cooperate with everyone's work with peace of mind..."

Hiroshi Kunimura stood at attention with his head bowed tremblingly like an elementary school student being punished by his teacher, pretending to be docile.

"Since you are free, why don't you tell me what you did in this execution ground site at three o'clock in the morning a week ago?"

Staring at the other party with solid eyes, Araki Sosuke sprayed a big puff of smoke on Kunimura Hiroshi's face.

"Didn't I say that, we just wandered around inside, took some 'spirit-seeking videos', and then went back..."

Kunimura Hiroshi felt that the other party's arm pinching his head was getting stronger and stronger, and he forcibly lifted his drooping face.

"Wait, how do you know it's around three o'clock...I didn't seem to say the specific time before..."

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, his face turned pale, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

"Ara, Araki-kun, what are you doing to the client, you can't be so rude..."

Tokita Hiroshi on the side quickly smiled and reached out to hold Araki Sousuke's arm, trying to separate him from the client.

"Mr. Kunimura, I'm sorry, this spirit remover is new here, and he seems to be acting a bit rough, but in fact, he is using an ancient secret method of Kawasaki Daishiji Temple to attack the acupuncture points of your whole body at high speed and purify your grievances..."

However, Hiroshi Tsuneda was short and weak. He was hanging on Sousuke Araki's thick arms like a monkey, and he couldn't shake the opponent's movements at all.

"Hey, the spirit-seeking video?"

In the backlight, Araki Sosuke lowered his head and repeated the word in a disdainful tone...

Immediately, he grabbed Kunimura Hiroshi's neck expressionlessly, and slowly lifted him up.

"The video you took is not a shitty spy video at all! I'll give you another chance, remember it well, and say it again..."

"You, what are you talking about, I obviously took pictures of..."

Hearing what Araki Sousuke said, Hiroshi Kunimura held his throat and struggled continuously, with an innocent look in his eyes, and looked at Hiroshi Tokita aside as if asking for help: "Vice President Tokita, don't you just look at the people under your command and use violence against the people?" Is it? Cough cough cough..."

In mid-air, with difficulty breathing, Kunimura Hiroshi's face began to turn a light purple.

The female client who came with him seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of him, but just stood there, trembling with arms folded.

"That's enough, Araki Sousuke!"

Tokita Hiroshi on the side hugged Araki Sousuke's arm tightly like a koala, shaking his body constantly, trying to make him stop.

"I order you as the chief examiner of this assessment, even if there are any personal grievances or special circumstances, let the client down first!"

"I told you a long time ago that violence cannot solve the problem. In case of any consequences, even if you are from Kawasaki Daishiji..."

"Ahhhhhhh... quit!"

"What?"

Facing Araki Sousuke's sudden cry, Tsuneda Hiroshi was slightly taken aback.

"It's been nagging all the time, it's so noisy! I said... what kind of spirit breaker is this, I quit!"

"Since getting on the tram, I have endured it for almost twenty-four hours. You are a salty, lustful, bullying Mediterranean who only knows how to protect your client..."

Raising his head slowly, Sousuke Araki waved his arm violently as if throwing something dirty...

"Whether it's a resentful spirit... or a living person, they are all treated equally here, and you must take responsibility for what you have done!"

His steel-like elbow mercilessly crashed into Toda Hiroshi's face with violent airflow.

"If I want to disregard the bloody facts and please the bastard in front of me who doesn't deserve to be called a human..."

"This spirit remover, I would rather not be!"

The entire face was hit by a powerful and familiar "gentleman's battle ax elbow", and Hiroshi Tsuneda fell out with his new glasses in the afternoon.

"Earth, Mediterranean Sea? Damn it, just call me that..."

Falling to the ground, Hiroshi Tsuneda fumbled on his chest to put his shattered eyes back on the bridge of his nose, and pointed trembling fingers at Sousuke Araki.

"You actually used violence against the vice president of the Spirit Eliminator Association continuously within 24 hours, I want..."

"Puff..."

Before he finished speaking, the gushing nosebleeds had already wet his clothes.

"Help, ambulance...I must be bleeding internally..."

Seeing the blood flowing violently in front of his chest, Hiroshi Tsuneda's calf suddenly softened, and he lay back on the ground in a well-behaved manner. He rolled his eyes and passed out skillfully.