I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Be careful, this person seems to be possessed by something..."

Abeji immediately recognized that the person standing in the hall with nothing but the whites of his eyes and a blank expression on his face was the "No. 8" who had planned to use the "power of the snail ghost" to take away his gold and jade.

"I was careless, I was busy reshaping Jianxin just now, I didn't notice it for a while..."

The other black-robed cultists who were supposed to be with her, tied together by Sosuke Araki with shimenawa rope in a complicated rope technique that no one can understand, are all gone at this moment.

"Those guys, where did they go..."

Abeji glanced back and forth in the hall, and among the scattered shimenawa, there was only blood stains on the ground and an empty black robe.

"This is……"

When his eyes fell on something, Abeji's Kenshin was frantically warning, and instinctively sensed the extreme danger.

"……kimono?!"

At this moment, the black robe on "Number Eight" has long since disappeared, and it has been replaced by a flirtatious and seductive lavender kimono with floor-length sleeves.

Kimono, a traditional national costume, was also known as Wufu before the Edo period because it was passed down from Wu Bang, the Dragon Kingdom on the other side of the sea.

Although the widow's yukata worn by Kato Junko is technically a kind of kimono, the formal kimono is not only made of high-grade fabrics and complicated to wear, but also has more luxurious fabrics and accessories than yukatas.

The most recognizable logo is that bathrobes usually have only one collar.

And the simple and gorgeous lavender kimono worn by "No. 8" in front of him is extremely dignified and grand, with various accessories.

The slightly bloated belt pillow tied in front of the body, the wide cuffs whose hem almost reaches the ground, and the embroidery of large red flame patterns and white petals...

At this moment, her hands are elegantly separated to the sides, the left and right long sleeves and the robe in the middle are connected together to form a beautiful "Blazing Night Cherry Picture".

Different from the common modern kimono with long sleeves, this is the "big furisode" kimono that can only be seen occasionally in costume dramas after the Showa era.

Furisode kimono, that is, long-sleeved kimono, is divided into large furisode, middle furisode and small furisode according to the length of the sleeves.

The big furisode is a formal dress, and five family crests must be included. The entire kimono is a complete painted feather. It is the most formal dress for an unmarried lady and is also used as a wedding dress at a wedding.

The middle furisode is a formal dress, and the small furisode is a general attire, and the requirements for wearing scenes are much wider.

All in all, if such a gorgeous and eye-catching kimono had been in the main hall from the beginning, it would be impossible for Abe Temple to be unimpressed.

"Be careful, there is something wrong with this furisode kimono!"

Kato Junko, who also found the problem, had just finished speaking, and the body of "Number Eight", like a punctured balloon, shriveled and shrank into the robe at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"Puff."

Immediately after splattering a few drops of blood, "No. 8" completely disappeared into the "mouth" of the kimono as if he had transformed into a living person.

"So... the other people were also... eaten by this kimono?!"

Seeing this treacherous scene of "kimono cannibalism", Abe felt his fingers trembling slightly.

This big furisode kimono quietly swallowed five lives under the noses of two spirit destroyers in an instant.

"Master God bless you, if you can let him come back early, the little girl is willing to give everything."

A female voice sounded like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, and the empty kimono, which became more and more beautiful after choosing someone to eat, seemed to have an invisible person in it, stretching out the exquisite curve of the woman out of thin air.

Completely ignoring the two people in the shrine, just like tourists who came to worship, the kimono respectfully clapped at the original position of the god statue, bowed together eleven times, then turned and walked towards the outside of the shrine.

"Under the gloomy sky, the shops in Edo, the white lanterns are lit, and the night falls."

A simple, brisk, but slightly sad ballad came out leisurely from the empty kimono.

"Sit in front of the mirror and do your makeup, paint your red lips, respond to every request, just accept it."

As the song echoed, the crimson flame pattern on the kimono actually lit up like a burning flame!

"Want to run?"

Abeji stood still, and the "sun and moon" swords at his waist had already risen into the air, bringing out a stream of ice and fire, and slashed towards the strange kimono.

"Amitabha, this grievance seems to be repeating the trajectory of its owner..."

And Kato Junko, who did not know when she came to that kimono, slammed into the opponent with the pink Buddhist clock that surrounded her body.

"That flower that shines orange and red, I have longed for her so much."

As if unaware of the sharp offensive of the two, the kimono maintained a mournful humming, and the sleeves were gently waving in a dignified manner, and the sleeves were closed in front of the body.

"Although I have become a blue flower unconsciously, I am not cheap."

Like a girl swaying and dancing gracefully, the sleeves covered with white petals and fiery red flame patterns are spinning in the air in a perfect circle...

Like a paper umbrella opened in the rain, it brought out the flames of the canopy.

The swimming swords of the sun and the moon, and Kato Junko's thick pink Buddhist bell, collided with the flames at the same time, annihilated billowing smoke.

Amidst the smog, the purple kimono continued to maintain its dignified and elegant figure, and it seemed to fly slowly and quickly towards the outside of the main hall.

"Stop!"

Just as Abeji tried to chase after him, he saw that the flames scattered from the long sleeves of the kimono had quickly ignited the inner hall of the Yoshihara Shrine in front of him.

"hateful……"

Concerned about the dozen or so unconscious people in the hall, he could only reach out to catch Wakisashi Yueyao flying in the air, and slash with his backhand.

A ring of frost centered around him covered the burning roof.

However, the weird flame did not show any signs of weakening. Instead, it continued to spread in all directions as if it had been splashed with oil.

"This fire is absolutely extraordinary, and it is difficult to put out by ordinary means. Let's save people first!"

"This...Master Kato's physical skills are so profound..."

Under Abeji's sluggish gaze, Kato Junko showed a strange strength that was completely inconsistent with her slender figure, decisively picked up several people, and ran towards the outside at a brisk pace.

Just as the two were talking, the purple kimono with lingering fire patterns had already crossed the torii gate outside the shrine and completely disappeared into the street under the night.

"Tsk."

Abeji smacked his lips unwillingly, turned around and picked up the two men beside him, and ran out of the gate.

After rushing back and forth in the main hall for several times, the two finally moved all the unconscious people to the open space outside the hall.

"Didn't Sousuke Araki notify the association, why hasn't he come here..."

Although there is an open space to isolate and the fire cannot continue to spread, the entire main hall of the Yoshihara Shrine has been engulfed by the irresistible fire and turned into a huge fire.