I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Array!"

Seeing that everyone was about to turn into meat paste among the weird and weird ninja tools protruding from the wall, several members of the ghost talk center smashed the mountaineering bags behind them on the ground without hesitation.

The mountaineering bags collapsed one by one, turning into black cloth embroidered with runes, spreading out circles of invisible barriers, preventing those black blades from entering.

Spirit-eliminating props · Nine-nine-in-one, hand-knitted exorcism cloth with thousands of needles and hundreds of threads (folded version of mountaineering bag)!

Taking advantage of this respite, the agents formed a formation, pulled out the rune-engraved batons of spirit detectives, and smashed the knives attacking from the outside of the barrier.

"Thanks to Vice President Tokita!"

On the back of Takeshi Iwata's hand, he could see a deep bone wound, and an agent was dressing him up with hemostatic gel and nano bandages.

It was just a moment of carelessness, and it was caused by being rubbed by the ghostly knife.

"There's nothing to be thankful for, we've lost mobility, and those guys who hide their heads and show their tails won't give us time to install bombs, so we can only prepare for the worst..."

Hiroshi Toda rolled up his sleeves with a face as black as iron, took out a folded iron from his backpack, and threw it out...

"Crack."

A 1.8 meter long knife engraved with runes appeared in his hand.

Obviously, he is ready to fight to the death.

He was right, although a group of people were blocked by the Broken Dragon Stone on the inner side, protected by the barrier of the exorcism cloth, it seemed that there was no danger of their lives for the time being...

But soon, the solid, unstoppable walls on both sides were compressed to the point where they were shoulder-to-shoulder.

The invisible barrier glowing from the exorcism cloth was also crumbling under the chopping of those black ninjas.

The next second when the balance is broken, perhaps a bloody storm will come.

...

"Boom boom boom..."

Just when Tokita Hiroshi and his party fell into a bitter battle inside the gate of Yoshiwara...

A black heavy-duty locomotive is approaching the "Yoshiwara Daimon Crossroad" at high speed amidst the roar.

"Oh, I saw it, I saw it, the gate of Yoshihara is exactly the same as the one in the painting..."

"If here is the main entrance of this hidden place, Abeji who disappeared at Yoshiwara Shrine should be regarded as the 'back door', cunning guys..."

A handsome horizontal brake stopped the body, Araki Sosuke stepped off the black heavy locomotive, and walked towards the intersection not far away.

Two hours ago, he was squatting at the intersection where he was smoking on the side of the road. Now he has been surrounded by several police cars and cordons.

In the very center of the blocked area, a wooden arch about ten meters wide, burning in the light of fire, lay there quietly.

"Hey, if going through the back door counts as 'slippery', then what about you who entered through the side door and poked out from nowhere?!"

"It's cunning, please use Japanese correctly! 』

Niya, a red-haired nun with a flying skirt, jumped off the back seat of the motorcycle and followed closely behind him, carrying a black schoolbag commonly used by Japanese elementary school students.

"By the way, it's fine if no one stops me along the way. It's too quiet here. It's impossible for everyone to send out to evacuate the people urgently, right?"

"Originally, I planned to show a disclaimer in a cool manner when I was subjected to a 'spot inspection', and to say a line like 'Resign, and leave it to the professionals'..."

As the distance got closer, the deserted intersection surrounded by police cars and cordons was so quiet that it didn't look like the "complete blockade" that Hou Hailudou said.

"Not quite right!"

Sousuke Araki moved his nose slightly, as if smelling something bad, he kicked hard on the ground, turned over and came to the back of one of the police cars with afterimages.

"you……"

Behind the bunker surrounded by police cars, more than a dozen unconscious detectives were quietly and neatly piled up in a pool of blood like garbage.

"……What's wrong?!"

Their limbs were like broken dolls, showing abnormal distortions, and extreme fear remained on their unconscious faces.

On the road and car doors inside the blocked area, there are still several terrifying depressions that seem to be blown out by monsters.

"Still breathing... Hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away..."

Sousuke Araki knelt down, checked the injury of one of the police officers, and tremblingly took out his cell phone.

"Retire, next, leave it to the professionals!"

At some point standing on the roof of the police car, Niya, the nun who was standing on the roof of the police car with one hand on her hips and unsuspectingly showing the "Absolute Territory", smiled proudly at Sousuke Araki.

"Hey, that's a line I've been thinking about for a long time, and you, why are you so proud of showing off your safety pants..."

After Sosuke Araki took a step back without taking his eyes off her, she handsomely stretched out her index finger towards the detectives who were lying in a pool of blood: "The Lord said, let the light disappear, so there will be light..."

"Go, go what? ! 』

A sacred white light bloomed from under Niyachao's windless skirt and spread towards the surroundings.

Covered by this white light that seems to be able to cover all sights, the blood on the ground began to rush back towards the dying agents...

The wound that was originally deep enough to show bone also began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Holy Prayer · Holy Light.

"This, this holy light... so, so powerful... If you go to an izakaya without shorts... no, if you go to work in a hospital..."

"Although it is very reasonable for the holy light to appear inside the miniskirt, is it okay that the holy light is just tight-fitting safety pants? 』

Seeing the scene of "Holy Light Shining All Over, Resurrection with Full Blood", Araki Sousuke cast admiring gazes at Niya on the roof of the car.

"Tsk, what a fuss..."

Seemingly unaccustomed to being stared at by Araki Sousuke with adoring eyes, Niya brushed her long hair behind her ears, a blush welled up on her pale face.

"My lady is also a full-time nun of the Holy See after all, so the 'Holy Light Art', which is a professional magic of the healing department, is of course easy to grasp..."

『So, are all the spells that have been used up to now all messy and crooked? 』

"……ah!"

As if wanting to confirm the recovery of the wounded, she jumped down towards the ground, but her slender legs were unable to stand still, and she fell to the side...

"Look, it's been said that you were sucked dry by that phone booth, and you still don't admit it?!"

Sousuke Araki raised his hand to support her in a gentlemanly manner, which saved the nun from "slapping the street".

"Bah, this is my normal reaction after using Holy Light... just give me a minute to recover..."

Niya staggered and tried to stand still, took the backpack behind her, and rummaged through it.

"However, the holy light technique should not be used continuously in a short period of time. If there are wounded people later, you should rely on the ambulance."

"Cough cough cough... I... I'm not dead?!"

"Okay, it's so stuffy, who is pressing me down, I can't breathe..."

While the two were talking, the detectives lying at the top of the "crowd" woke up first.