I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"How come...the association obviously has regular inspections..."

The scene in front of him made Xiaoniao Yumao smell a conspiracy.

"Forget about the concealed spirit-controlling array before, but it won't miss such a large number of resentful spirits..."

"Tick tock...tick tock...tick tock..."

The black blood, constantly accelerating, flowed from the corpses along the iron nails into the inside of the tree trunk.

The ticking sounds that followed were as dense as drumbeats, echoing clearly in the ears of the two of them.

It seems to be urging something, and it seems to be some kind of countdown.

"This should be a kind of primitive living sacrifice... Nailing these people alive to the trunk of the tree, even if it is transformed into a ground-bound spirit, the consciousness can only stay at the moment before death, and provide resentment for these trees forever ..."

Even the little bird You Mayumi, who had seen the gate of hell open before, shuddered a little in front of this vicious sacrificial technique.

"Sacrifices involving blood and living people are often very old... iron nails, tree trunks... why, there is a familiar feeling?"

This bloody and cruel ancient method of sacrifice, the root of the disaster left behind, is actually thriving hidden in the dark through the resentment condensed by the "Yin of Yin".

"Damn it, who the hell did this kind of unconscionable thing!!!"

What Araki Sousuke saw with his left eye was far more realistic than the girl beside him.

The distorted faces in the woods silently told him the unbearable torture.

"Tick tock...tick tock...tick tock...tick tock..."

When I think of countless fresh lives being nailed to the tree, in the pain of blood flow, I hopelessly wait for the moment of relief, but I don't know that this is just the beginning of endless pain...

His heart felt extremely painful.

Just when he was about to jump over the handrail to give relief to these painful souls...

The blood-colored fire that kept lighting up in the lantern happened to reach the top of the mountain at this time.

The corpses on the trunk suddenly stopped crying.

The originally ear-piercing sound of dense water droplets disappeared without knowing when.

The forest on both sides of the stone steps has returned to dead silence.

It's like a noisy classroom between classes, suddenly quiet because of the ringing of the class bell.

It seems to be welcoming the arrival of a certain sacred moment.

Rows of white figures with long flowing hair suddenly appeared, standing quietly under the trees on both sides of the stone steps.

Around the long and narrow stone steps, in front of every old lantern, there is exactly one person.

"These are wraiths?"

Looking carefully, it was a young woman with dull eyes and pale face.

They were all dressed in white kimonos, with disheveled hair wearing a triangular iron frame, on which was a wooden basin filled with blood and three candles burning with dark green flames...

In his hand, he held a wooden hammer covered with dark red stains.

Between the fingers, there are black rusty iron nails.

In the middle of the stone steps, facing the densely packed and strangely dressed white-clothed wraiths surrounding the steps, Araki Sosuke vigilantly guarded Kou Yumaumu behind him.

Xiaoniao Youzhengong also took off the giant bow on his back without hesitation, ready to draw the bow and arrow at any time.

Those women who were dressed strangely and looked terrifying did not notice any sign of the two of them.

They didn't make any sound, just turned mechanically, faced the direction of the mountain top, and bowed their heads respectfully.

Obviously, the resentment in the surrounding area was quickly plundered because of Araki Sousuke's arrival...

But both the immobile "corpse" on the tree trunk and the white figures on both sides seemed to ignore the existence of the two of them.

In the silent mountain forest, only the uniform sound of kowtowing can be heard.

"What are they worshiping... Is it on the top of the mountain... I can't see it at all..."

"I don't know when it started, I fell in love with you for no reason. My eyes are always chasing you, and I can't leave you..."

At this quiet and weird moment, Araki Sousuke's cell phone rang inappropriately.

"Hey, Zongsuke, how much money was offered for you guy?!"

On the other end of the phone, Ryoma's hoarse voice came from two years ago.

"We have already arrested dozens of suspicious people with murder weapons who wanted to visit Hakone Mountain at night, and we are almost running out of manpower..."

"It's a good thing that my uncle is from the Shinjuku Police Station, and a lot of people have been temporarily transferred here...Stinky boy, dare to resist, give me a friendship punch!" 』

There was chaos in the background sound, and it seemed that the sound of punching to the flesh could be heard.

"Ah, Ryoma, it's not convenient for me to talk on the phone right now..."

Araki Sousuke covered his mouth and lowered his voice, for fear of disturbing the reverent spirits around him.

He himself was not too worried, but he was afraid that he would not be able to protect the little bird You Mayumi behind him in the chaos.

"In short, we are already looking for the headquarters to ask for support, but it seems that there are still fish that slip through the net and go up the mountain from other directions. Be careful yourself... Bastard, whoever allowed you to get up, give me a break!"

Having said that, Ryoma hastily hung up the phone two days ago.

After arresting the "Nipple Brothers" in the toilet on the mountainside, two days ago, Ryoma took the people from the ninth class to guard the "fishing and law enforcement" on several must-pass roads in Hakone Mountain.

Looking at it this way, the harvest seems to be far beyond imagination.

However, at this moment, standing in the middle of the old stone steps, looking at the woods full of "corpses" on both sides, and the strange women in white clothes kneeling towards the mountain, Araki Sousuke didn't have the heart to think about these things.

"I always feel that it's a waste of time to watch them worship like this."

"By the way, time..."

The frowning and silent little bird Yumaumi standing behind him seemed to be reminded of something and grabbed his cell phone.

The time displayed on the phone was 1:45 in the morning.

"One point, Choushi...now is exactly...the third quarter of Choushi..."

"I see! This ladder has been set up with a barrier of hidden spirits, and it will only be opened at a fixed time..."

She seemed to have figured something out, but her face became even paler, and even her teeth were trembling when she spoke: "Mr. Araki...these girls should be a kind of ghost called "Daughter of Ugly Time"..."

According to legend, the "Daughter of Ugly Time" is a youkai of a woman full of jealousy and resentment.

Whenever there is an ugly time, the girl of ugly time will nail the scarecrow to the sacred tree planted in the shrine to cast a curse.

If the act of nailing the scarecrow continues for seven days, the cursed person will die.

"And what they are doing now should be a ceremony called "Ugly Time Ginseng"..."

"The daughter of ugly time? Are you mistaken, as far as ghosts are concerned, this appearance is already the appearance of a master, how ugly...』

"Ugly time ginseng" is the name of the curse technique performed by "Daughter of Ugly Time".

But the original intention is derived from the ceremony called "Chou Shi Visiting Shrine".