I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

I do not know how long it has been.

Inside the Shinjuku Police Station toilet cubicle.

Uchimura Ryukyu, with a bruised nose and swollen face, opened his eyes and pulled his head out of the toilet with great effort.

His mouth was stuffed with tissues, there was still coagulated blood on his forehead, and a toilet plug was stuck in the back of his head.

The originally meticulous and handsome hairstyle turned into a mess after being soaked through, and the smell of toilet water still lingers all over his body...

This is the most embarrassing time for the president of the Bliss Club, Uchimura Ryuu, after receiving the "miracle" bestowed by the organization.

After swallowing the "Water Tiger Root" given by the organization, he can disappear invisible under anyone's eyes, and his physical strength is so strong that he can lift an adult man with one hand.

The water tiger is a subspecies of kappa. It is bigger and more ferocious than ordinary kappa. Its body is covered with tough scales. It is good at using the power of invisibility, dragging humans into the river to drown and suck blood.

He thought that from then on, he could turn his hands into clouds and rain, and become the future god of extremes.

Just as he was "finishing the finishing touches" in the police station tonight in an invisible state, and was about to look for an opportunity to clean up the "informant" who sabotaged the plan of the Bliss Club, he found that the other party seemed to be able to see him...

Then he followed the other party all the way into the toilet, confirmed the invisibility ability he was proud of, and actually had nothing under the eyes of this man who was wearing a shameful tight-fitting special photo suit and combed "the little gangster loves oily hair" Hide away.

Even those ordinary spirit removers cannot easily see through their own invisibility.

Could it be that this kid is the kind of extremely rare and highly inspired person? Or is it actually a spirit remover?

However, although those mysterious and mysterious eliminators are good at dealing with demons and ghosts, they are just ordinary people in other respects.

There is no threat to him as a human being.

Thinking that the invisibility he was so proud of could be seen through by others, it made him very insecure.

The fact that I appeared at the police station tonight cannot be revealed.

This kid must die.

Just when he shot to kill the opponent according to the original plan, he discovered in horror... the powerful power he obtained from "Water Tiger's Root" seemed to have failed for some reason.

It is normal for the divine power obtained from the miraculous thing to occasionally fail due to individual differences, proficiency in use, and other reasons.

The divine power that hadn't failed for a long time, unexpectedly failed at this juncture.

The room leak happened to be raining all night, but the boy opposite was quite sharp, so he was beaten mercilessly by the other party.

Ryuu Uchimura, who was sitting on the toilet, tore off the paper stuffed in his mouth, and felt the power in his body with blank eyes.

Although the "power of the water tiger" in the body is a little weak at the moment, it is still slowly recovering.

Feeling that his "divine power" was still there, his eyes became clear again.

On the mobile phone, the number of "Death Missed Calls" of "Chairman Tiandeng" has reached 3.

His figure gradually became transparent, leaving only the murmur in the air: "Stinky boy, you dare to insult me ​​like this... After I finish dealing with tonight's 'goods' first, I will take care of you slowly."

...

In the dark room, five men in cloaks and white masks stood quietly.

The air seemed to freeze.

"boom."

A short, stout man wearing a cloak and a mask pushed the door anxiously and entered.

"Aum." The man above chanted some incantation with unknown meaning, and said, "You're late, number five."

"I'm sorry, although the gang of ineffective things under my command were delayed for a few hours, but this time the offerings are still in order."

The man known as "No. 5" put the black suitcase in his hand on the table in the conference room.

"Then, let me announce that the second sacrifice of this month has begun... It's too late, and the sacrifices are not fresh..."

The man at the top took out a huge and thick ancient picture scroll and spread it out on the table.

The thick picture scroll with a white background, only a small portion spread out, already filled the entire long table.

On the old paper with a white background, various ghosts and ghosts are depicted in a simple ink painting style.

"O~m."

Seeing the picture scroll, the rest of the people bowed their heads and groaned, their breathing becoming slightly short of breath.

The black leather case opened immediately.

Inside, there are dozens of fresh human organs that are still beating slightly.

Heart, Liver, Spleen, Lung, Kidney.

Putting the internal organs on the picture scroll one by one, several people in cloaks bowed their heads and silently recited incantations with unknown meanings.

Soon, there was a murmur that didn't belong to humans on the desktop...

In the empty room, everyone's low-pitched singing echoed, mixed with the sound of chewing.

As if being eaten by invisible objects, the living organs burst open on the table one after another.

The splattered blood and the residue of internal organs fell on the scroll, gradually blending into it and disappearing.

...

The next day, night.

A can of drink rolled to the ground and fell to pieces, splashing bright red juice all over the floor.

"Damn it, my watermelon juice."

Sousuke Araki was walking in the stairwell of an old-fashioned residential building in Roppongi with two large bags of exaggerated goods at the moment.

The customer of this order placed an order on the website at one time in the middle of the night, which is enough for a normal person to use for a week.

Roppongi is indeed the center of nightlife in Tokyo. It is still brightly lit and bustling in the middle of the night, and there are still many men and women on the street who have just walked out of nightclubs and are preparing to move to the next "battlefield".

Thinking of completing this order, today's task is completed, and Araki Sousuke's steps are more powerful.

The can of watermelon juice just now was offered to him by a familiar clerk when he went to pick up the goods at the convenience store, but because his hands were full, he could only watch the can of juice leave him from his trouser pocket.

"Roppongi, there are still such apartments without elevators."

While sighing, Araki Sousuke walked to the door of a room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor.

"Huh, these guys have written a lot of powerful 'works' recently... just wait to cry, you hateful gods and corrupt governments!"

Behind the door with poor sound insulation, one can vaguely hear the lines of the male middle school student.

The shipping fee to the front hall is not cheap, who would rather spend money to order this pile of things at such a late hour than go to the supermarket during the day.

Serious online game dead home player?

Combined with the products in hand, Sousuke Araki deduced.

He lightly pressed the doorbell.

"Mr. Tsukikage, hello, the goods you ordered on the pre-departure hall have been delivered."

"It's really timely... I just finished eating potato chips, and I'm annoyed about not getting enough sugar, here I come!"

The man inside the door said happily, and ran to open the door with a "tattling" sound.

This is a man with long bangs and glasses.

Unlike Abeji's sunny and handsome man, the dark circles under the glasses, pale skin, and tall and thin body give him a compound temperament of intellectuality, melancholy, and decadence.