I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Although there are different rumors about the curse, the Owari Tokugawa family is considered to be the most deeply cursed family."

While chatting, the little bird You Zhengong kept scanning the forest with blue eyes, as if searching for possible spirits.

The most ironic thing is that, even though they are the "Three Clans", among the fifteen generals of the Tokugawa Shogunate, there is not even a single general born in the Owari family.

Because, the Owari Tokugawa family among the "three royal families" that existed to prevent the severance of inheritance has encountered a more serious problem of extinction than the Shogun family.

As early as 1800, after the death of Tokugawa Munemu, the tenth Owari feudal lord, the last direct descendants of the Owari family were cut off, and had to adopt descendants from other side branches.

"Ahahaha, with so many curses, it's not easy for the shogunate to rule for more than two hundred years..."

The corners of Araki Sosuke's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but sympathize with the ill-fated "local tyrant" Tokugawa family.

No matter how big the houses of these rulers are, so what?

The children and grandchildren who inherit wealth and power and enjoy all of these have already been the descendants of other people's "blood".

Touching the back of his head, Sousuke Araki looked at the little witch next to him who was chatting and chatting like a new acquaintance: "However, who cursed the Tokugawa clan?"

As the head of Shinjuku High School's Kyudo Club, Kotori Yumasumi is not much different from ordinary high school girls in sports except for her pure and beautiful appearance and compact and slender figure.

The only difference is that she is able to discuss this "urban legend" in such a gloomy environment with a calm expression, like a celebrity gossip.

"Well, there has been no conclusion. After all, there are too many people who hate the Tokugawa clan. Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi and the royal family who have been stolen from the world, and even the gods who support them behind the scenes may..."

While chatting, the two had arrived at a small arc-shaped square near the mountainside.

Compared with the foot of the mountain with dim street lights, there are no street lights here, and it looks as dark as the wilderness.

The only thing that stands out is a toilet not far from the mountain road that is still lit.

"Well, wait here...I'll go and solve it."

Araki Sousuke, who was embarrassed to "help plants grow anywhere" because of Yumami Tori's presence, would never let go of the toilet in front of him.

"Fix it?"

Looking at Sousuke Araki who was flying away, Kotori Yumasumi showed a cautious expression, and the blue spiritual power surged in her big clear eyes...

"So that's it, I was almost concealed..."

In her inspiration, around the toilet in Araki Sousuke's direction, there was a stronger resentment than the Hakone Mountain in front of him.

"As expected of Mr. Araki, did you discover the anomaly in this toilet right away?"

At this moment, the girl only felt that the road to practice was far longer than she imagined.

...

The pale tiled exterior walls, the dimly flickering lights, the mossy concrete floor...

This is an extremely old, ordinary park toilet with traces of daily maintenance.

"Hiss... hold on a little longer..."

Enduring the soreness in his crotch, Sousuke Araki trotted to the front of the toilet, took a brief look at the gender mark that was so worn out that it was almost invisible, and walked towards the door of the men's toilet.

In front of the door of the men's toilet, there is a warning with the words "Due to the fire in the toilet last year, please do not smoke inside. In case of fire, please call XXX".

Following Araki Sousuke's entry, wisps of resentment sprang out from the toilet wall, like cooking smoke in the breeze, and slowly flowed into his body.

"Clah la la la..."

Arriving at the urinal, Araki Sousuke skillfully unzipped his trousers, and then showed a relaxed expression.

"Zi...ZiZi...ZiZiZiZiZiZiZiZiZiZiZiZi...'

At the same time, the frequency of the light bulbs flickering on the ceiling suddenly became crazy.

The small toilet with only three urinals and three compartments suddenly turned into a nightclub disco zone.

"Isn't it... Even the water is not allowed to be released properly?!"

Araki Sousuke looked back at the ceiling behind him.

"...I like to create an atmosphere so much, don't you go to nightclubs?"

Without taking off the blindfold, he can also see that on the ceiling, there is a slender and pale arm, which is passing through the light bulb with its fingers, like a passionate DJ, frantically flicking the wick with extremely fast BEAT.

"So, is this how all the lighting effects in horror movies come from?"

Araki Sousuke breathed a sigh of relief after turning on the water, touched his chin, and seriously looked at the "lighter" above his head who was tirelessly flicking the wick.

However, perhaps due to the gradual weakening of the grievances around him, the arm got a little tired from moving it, so it hid itself above the ceiling.

"Oops, it's rare to meet one, don't run away for me..."

Seeing the disappearing arm, Araki Sousuke hastily pulled off his blindfold.

After all, this was the first resentful spirit he finally saw when he came all the way to the mountainside.

With the blindfold removed, the original clean and pale toilet painting style changed into a place full of blood and filth, as if it came to hell from the world.

"Phew, this hell filter really has hot eyes."

"Crunch..."

Just when Araki Sousuke had just adapted to the sudden change of painting style in front of him, several broken and exposed arms quietly protruded from the side wall, and simultaneously turned on the faucets of the three sinks.

"Crash!"

After turning on the faucet, those arms retracted into the wall with dedication.

"So... are you planning to keep creating this old-fashioned horror atmosphere?"

If an uninspired ordinary person comes here, he may be "moved" to tears by the technological evolution phenomena such as "ordinary light bulbs evolve into nightclub atmosphere lights" and "manual faucets are upgraded to automatic induction"...

"Please, the recent horror movies are not made like this..."

Looking at the bloody water flowing out of the rusty faucet, Araki Sousuke wiped his pants with his hand, and gave up the idea of ​​washing his hands.

"If it is hidden inside the wall, I don't know if touching the wall directly will have the effect of 'resonance at the same frequency'?"

Just when Sousuke Araki lost his patience with the uninspired "horror scene" in front of him and reached out to touch the wall...

"Pound thump thump!!"

The dilapidated wooden doors of the three compartments behind him were also upgraded to "automatic induction electric doors", which began to open and close crazily and hit the door frame.

In the three toilets in the cubicle, a mutilated arm with sharp nails protruded slowly.

"Red paper? Blue paper? White paper?"

Among the three twisted arms, which were much longer than normal people, each held a piece of rough papyrus of different colors.

"Which one do you want...?"

A low and hoarse female voice asked.

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