I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Oh? You mean, Araki Sousuke deliberately avoided..."

Looking at the pointed Kato Junko, Abeji raised his eyebrows, as if he understood something.

"That's right, it must be difficult for him to make a choice, so allow time and space for us to decide who is qualified to 'challenge' him tonight..."

Kato Junko smiled sweetly, a seductive pink glowed on the snow-white skin that couldn't be covered by the wide kimono: "So... let me see if your sword is sharp enough..."

"Hey, it's okay to practice with real people as the object..."

Looking at the graceful Kato Junko, the look in Abe Temple's eyes began to fade away rapidly, leaving only infinite vastness and emptiness...

"...What Araki Sosuke can do, so can I!"

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"Yes... see the convenience store with 36f three-point girls at the crossroads... that's right... just turn right there..."

In the huge smoky telephone booth, Moto Oida was standing motionless in front of the old-fashioned telephone with his head down, holding the receiver and talking softly.

"It's hot...so hot...the golden stick is gone..."

"Cough, cough...can't breathe at all..."

"Quick... call someone to save us..."

Countless scorched figures, protruding from the inner wall of the telephone booth in all directions, whispered despair and pain around his ears...

A barrier of seven colors like a bubble in the sun exudes the breath of the sea, sky and earth, covering the surface of Oida Yuan's body, making it impossible for those figures to completely submerge him.

"Xiaojing-kun... wake up...don't be confused by this weirdness!!!"

Not far behind him, nun Niya was kneeling weakly on the ground, maintaining the rainbow-colored barrier, uttering a weak cry.

Half an hour ago, the "evil great onmyoji" Ashiya Michimitsu, who was summoned through the "Resurrection of Real Name" with Moto Oida as the medium, placed the "nine-character engraving" to prop up the living space for the two of them.

However, a minute ago, the "nine-character engraving" was finally wiped away by those endless scorched arms.

In order to protect the two of them, Niya expended the spiritual power she had recovered so hard, crowned the "Shield of Achilles" under a pseudonym, and laid down the last barrier in front of her.

However, since the disappearance of the "nine-character engraving", Oida Moto suddenly "woke up".

No matter how Niya called, he did not respond.

Just like a puppet on a string, under the bewilderment of these wraiths who looked like charred corpses, he slowly and firmly picked up the microphone on the ground, came to the phone, and dialed a certain number...

"It's only a matter of time before this phone booth kills us..."

And Niya, who was exhausted of spiritual power and struggling to maintain the barrier under the erosion of these "whispers of death", could only watch his "help-seeking action".

"But...why..."

In a state of spiritual exhaustion, her brain became extremely clear.

"This thing, no matter what, try to control the people inside and communicate with the outside world?"

Oida Moto, who was repeatedly manipulated and walked towards the phone...

"Actually... do you want to lure new prey..."

The victims who kept calling all the way...

"Or, is there a 'rule' that must do this?!"

A large number of documents and belongings dropped in the phone booth...

Little by little details gradually gathered in her mind.

From the very beginning, the arms that could have easily taken the life of Moto Oida just took control of his body and wanted him to "call".

"So... this phone booth looks weird..."

The only explanation is that the resentful spirit hidden outside the phone booth is not aimed at the lives of the two of them at all!

The image of countless panicked people, forced to retreat here by the spreading fire, anxiously calling for help in the phone booth, came to Niya's mind...

But until the last moment of life disappearing in the fire, smoke and high temperature, no one came.

Even the telephone booth that was originally here has long been reduced to ashes in the fire.

"Is it born by condensing the obsession of the wraiths who were burned to death in the fire and wanted to ask for help?"

Following their obsession at the last moment before death, they kept trying to ask for help from the outside world through the only phone booth...

Even if the people who come here can't help, but just stay with them, it can slightly relieve their endless pain.

"So, what happened to the previous victims who didn't leave any bones and seemed to evaporate from the world..."

Biting her lower lip, Niya kept recalling Moto Oida's words when she was sober.

"I received a call from Suzuki-kun, come to rescue him..."

In the face of weirdness, the strength of the spirit remover is not the most important thing.

"As soon as I opened the door, I found that Suzuki-kun who was in the phone booth had disappeared, leaving only a pile of clothes..."

Keep a cool head, crack the rules and make the right moves before your life is swallowed...

Even sometimes, some actions seem absurd, or almost self-harm, but it is the only way to save life.

"Received a call...opened the door...disappeared...called for help...the person who received the call came again...wait..."

A series of suspicious rules began to be connected in series in Niya's mind, forming a clearly visible "killing closed loop"...

"As soon as the door is opened...it disappears...so that's the case, as long as the person who comes to rescue opens the door..."

Beads of sweat continued to emerge from her forehead, making her brown hair stick to her head.

"The people in the phone booth will be swallowed by the 'rules', and this phone booth will also get a new 'request for help'!!"

With rich experience in removing spirits, she quickly deduced the most likely "rules" about this phone booth.

"Uncle priest has taught you the right thing. As a spirit remover, I'm still not cautious enough... really, it's my own fault."

A self-deprecating smile emerged from the corner of her mouth.

"If I can detect it before I fall into this weird 'killing closed loop'..."

Originally, Niya only planned to carry out the commission of removing spirits once a month, to deal with the regulations of the Association of Spirit Eliminators.

He arrogantly chose a "slightly interesting" task at random, but he didn't expect that there was such a danger hidden in it.

If he hadn't acted hot-headedly to save Moto Oida, but had chosen to stand on the sidelines, he might be able to stop the next victim from the outside.

After that, I only need to notify the official agency to permanently seal the park, and at the cost of Oida Moto as the last victim, this weirdness can be completely ended.

After all, for any official organization, giving up a life that is not sure whether it can be saved, and permanently sealing a weirdness is more valuable than 688 recharge one get one free.