I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Amitabha, if it is true as you said, the flames on these buildings and the insurmountable high wall on the outside must be the indelible impression left by Yoshihara Yukaku in the hearts of these poor people..."

After carefully recalling Abeji's words, Kato Junko nodded, her figure disappeared in the "flow of people", and continued to walk along the main road.

"The most urgent task is to find the exit first, report the situation to the association, and try to save these poor people later."

The two of them knew very little about this hidden place, and any "irregular" removal of spirits might trigger even greater disasters.

However, although the clothes are not incompatible with this Edo flower street, it is not easy for these two people with outstanding looks and temperament to keep a low profile in the "flow of people".

"I don't know if the little girl's red lips are lucky enough to serve as a cup of hot tea for the adults..."

"Tonight, Yanshang Yoshihara, if you like this lord, you might as well talk with me by candlelight, day and night, all night long..."

From time to time, there will be a wandering girl with a pale face and only a huge mouth, standing gracefully at the door of the shop, tactfully making an invitation to the unparalleled handsome Abe Temple.

These "black-toothed girls" who can walk freely outside the store and on the long street are slightly more advanced than the wandering girls behind the grill who directly sell their bodies.

If the women in Yoshiwara are specifically divided, starting from the most advanced "Taifu", they can be roughly divided into ten categories: lattice, loose tea, plum tea, five-inch bureau, three-inch bureau, southern bureau, sub, new creation, and bald. levels.

In addition to undertaking chores and serving high-ranking girls, they also have to undergo various rigorous trainings such as piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, tea art, and flower arrangement.

If you can stand out from the new creations, you will have the opportunity to become a higher-level tour girl who is qualified to select guests.

And advancing to the titles of Taifu, Gezi, and Loose Tea means that they are eligible to compete for the title of "Oiran".

The wandering girl who cannot be promoted is doomed to sell her body numbly behind the grill and spend a hellish life.

Yoshihara Youko, who looks like a soft red and fragrant soil, has a set of jungle laws like raising Gu behind it at the beginning of its establishment.

"Sorry, I have something important to do, let's talk about it later."

"Day... Let's talk about it later... It's okay..."

Faced with the gentle and polite gestures of these wandering girls, like a literary girl, Abe Temple just politely declined.

"Amitabha, the Wraith of the Wandering Girl who caused successive incidents of "Tongma" in the Yoshiwara Red Light District must have originated from here..."

"It's just that I don't know how to get out of this divine hermitage. Could it be that the big formation has been in disrepair for a long time and has some omissions?"

The two walked along the crowd while talking in low voices.

"Hey, which store is this new? It's so handsome..."

"Tsk tsk, this face, this chest, this waist, and these legs are the best!"

"It's just that the teeth are too white when I smile, and I don't know how much "Feng Gong" costs for one night..."

From time to time, some passers-by cast undisguised scorching gazes at Junko Kato.

However, on this flower street with clearly marked prices and strict discipline, no one dared to stop her in "broad daylight", untie her belt and do such and such things.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up

The two of them were walking forward in the dense crowd, and suddenly a girl's childish cry came to their ears.

"Hmph, you little girl who doesn't look at Lu, your eyes are down?!"

"It hurt my uncle, just leave like this, how will our brothers hang out in Yoshihara in the future?!"

"Looking at your plain face, you must be a newly promoted..."

"Why don't you let me practice sword with you for free, and then let you go?"

In the alley beside the road, a girl in a plain skirt was sitting on the ground with her head in her arms, and was blocked by several strong men dressed as warriors.

Pedestrians passing by the alley seemed to be familiar with this scene, and all detoured and turned a blind eye.

"This woman seems to be a little different..."

Abe Temple and Kato Junko looked at each other and stopped.

Because, the girl who was trapped in the middle with her face up to the sky did not look like a scorched and terrifying corpse like the people around her...

Dan lips are bright on the outside, white teeth are fresh on the inside, although she is thin and thin, and her facial features are not yet opened, but she has a faint charm and charm in the beauty and refinement.

"I should, I haven't seen her before..."

The most amazing thing is that the immature girl's eyebrows made Abe Temple feel a sense of déjà vu, and even the heart of the sword fluctuated accordingly.

"Hey, little boy, what are you looking at, do you want to meddle in business?"

Seeing the two of them stopped at the entrance of the alley, those bloody and blistered "samurai" turned around and surrounded them.

"Hey, I already have a good friend by my side, do you want a hero to save the beauty, hug left and right, spread your wings and fly together, and enjoy the blessings of everyone?!"

"Shangzhou gun ghosts with thirteen people in the next eight generations, if you want to survive, take your woman and leave!"

"You're lucky, kid. If you hadn't handed in the weapon at Yiwenzaka, you would be decapitated now!"

Three of them actually got close to their bodies and punched Abe Temple's abdomen tacitly and secretly, as if they were planning to teach him a lesson.

The wind of the fist reached his body, and on the fist that was like carbon, there were hideous bone spurs.

"Zheng."

A icy sword light flashed across the bone, and the "samurai" in front of him was suddenly decapitated.

Abeji's Wakizashi "Tsukiyo" hanging on his waist spontaneously unsheathed to protect the lord.

"Knife...how dare you wear a sword in Yoshihara! You are dead..."

Another "samurai" pointed to the pair of knives on Abe Temple's waist in horror, as if he had just noticed the existence of the pair of things.

"Hmph, since I can remember, this pair of swords has never been away from me, how strange it is."

Now that he has done it, Abeji naturally won't be procrastinating, and simply kicked the other two into the alley...

"Amitabha! Namo Amitabha, Dotagata, Dodiyata, Amitabha, Amitabha..."

In the rear, Kato Junko cooperated with tacit understanding to recite the mantra of the past life, lightly stretched out his robe, and covered the entrance of the alley for him with a graceful figure.

Yueyao flew like a butterfly, quietly and silently, several blade lights slashed across, and the other "people" suddenly became stumps wrapped in crushed ice.

After the shattered ice on the ground turned into resentment and dissipated, only the girl with a dull expression on the ground was left in the narrow alley.

"Nujia Asagiri, thank you Lord Samurai for your help..."

This immature girl, who seemed to be no different from ordinary people, stood up pitifully, straightened her wrinkled skirt, and bowed to the two of them: "The grace of saving life must be remembered in my heart."