I'm a ghost story witch in Tokyo

Chapter 10 10. Unfavorable Beginning
The empty coffee cans placed on the veranda made Rui Ji realize that Crescent Moon really came.Her mind is very clear, it is impossible for her to conceive, she drank two cans of bitter black coffee and still doesn't remember.

After the thoughts completely calmed down, the unique hot feeling of summer night brought Rui Ji back to reality.

Witches aren't gods, and are plagued by damn hot weather just like normal people.The thin white T-shirt became sticky under the infiltration of sweat and stuck to the skin, which was very uncomfortable.

"Damn it, I forgot to ask her to cool down the yard just now."

Preoccupied with recalling the disappearance of the witch 14 years ago, but forgot the most important thing, Rui Ji felt annoyed and had to find a way to solve it by herself.

It is not advisable to go out on the night of the red moon, for fear of encountering strange stories, but sister Jingliu has not returned home yet.

Night is a time when strange stories frequently occur, and the night of the red moon is a powerful buff, which greatly increases the danger.Rui Ji was very worried that Jing Liu would not be able to handle it alone, and would be attacked by strange talks.

It's all because of that weird talk called Sanriyue, which directly aroused the most fundamental fear in her heart. Now she can't stand or sit, and the house is very stuffy.

After much deliberation, Rui Ji thought about going out to find his sister.

"I remember the address is No. 1-4, Okubo [-]-chome."

Familiar address, should have seen it in public media.There are some old newspapers piled up in the corner of the yard that have not been disposed of. They are published by "Asahi Shimbun", one of the most famous newspapers in Tokyo. The headlines on the front page often publish articles related to ghost stories.

Several of the reports are about the ghost story that has caused a sensation in Japan in recent years-the faceless ghost of Okubo in Shinjuku.

What Jingliu has to face is such a strange story that even the Witch Association can't catch the trace for a while, and it comes and goes like a ghost. It is a wild temptation on the edge of danger.

There have been more than 30 crimes committed by the faceless ghost, and they have not been solved so far. Even the witch who specializes in drawing psychological portraits in the Metropolitan Police Department is helpless.

Sakuma Shrine is also in Shinjuku District, but it is a bit far from Gochome.If Jingliu went to a witch-themed nightclub in Shinjuku [-]-chome, she would not be so worried.

It is generally safer to be eaten up by other witches than to encounter ghost stories.

The more Rui Ji thought about it, the more frightened he became. He took the tatami at hand and the witch hat thrown on the tatami in the room, closed the doors and windows, rode on a broom and prepared to gallop to Okubo [-]-chome to meet Jingliu.

Even in the world of witches, you can't take it lightly just because you have mastered the spell. After all, the opponent is not an unarmed ordinary person, but a more powerful witch or strange story.

It's instinctive to worry about girls younger than you, even if they haven't been around for a day.

Before going out, Rui Ji repeatedly checked his belongings, and found that he had brought all his mobile phones, wallets and some emergency supplies.The backpack is full of messy things, half of which are runes made by writing spells and refining potions.

Runes are light and easy to carry, and throwing them in front of unbeatable enemies at critical moments can buy some valuable evacuation time.Runes are also a compulsory course for every witch. In the past, Rui Ji was very passionate about this subject, and there were ready-made runes in her backpack and drawers.

Bring everything you can bring, so that Rui Ji has the confidence to go out.

The scarlet moonlight pours down from the gaps in the clouds, covering everything it can touch with a coquettish light red tulle. Compared with the cold blue moon night, the color of the red moon night is especially weird .

The astronomical witch who observes the sky cannot know the exact date when the red moon will appear. The date and time of the appearance are completely random, and they can only temporarily avoid its influence.

Several warning messages from the Witch Association and government agencies popped up on the phone screen.

——Emergency notification, tonight is the night of the red moon, and it is a period of high incidence of strange talk, please pay attention to personal protection and do not go out without authorization.Don't panic, deal with it calmly, and if there are special circumstances, please contact the Tokyo Witch Association and the Witch Self-Defense Force immediately.

Similar to earthquake or tsunami warnings, the night of the red moon and the appearance of strange talks are also within the scope of notification.Some citizens lack self-protection awareness and need to be pushed by others. It is also the responsibility of the government to issue alarms to citizens in a timely manner.

The red word "Warning" and the triangle pattern with an exclamation mark on the screen made Ruiji's heart flustered.

"It doesn't matter, just warn if you warn."

Once the screen of the phone is locked, just pretend nothing happened.

The skill of driving the broom is already proficient, and the legs and crotch remember what to do. As soon as the buttocks touch the broomstick, the body floats into the air in an instant, flying towards the darkness in the distance.

There were no floating street lights in the empty road near the shrine, and the surroundings were dark. Rui Ji tried to turn on the searchlight of the broom, and after several attempts, the bulb just didn’t turn on.

"Good guy, the quality of the broken stuff is so poor."

The most unavoidable thing to save when flying at night is the searchlight of the broom. A broom with a slightly higher price range can use magic power to provide the energy needed for lighting the searchlight. As long as the magic power of the witch can last, the searchlight will always stay bright. This kind of component is called magic power. The charging module is currently popular all over the world.

Antique brooms before 2000 are more troublesome. The witch has to make a "battery" out of materials and put it on the magic circle to charge it to drive the searchlight. When the energy is exhausted, it cannot be illuminated.

The broom under Rui Ji's crotch is the Dark Wheel 2000 issued by a Japanese magic equipment manufacturer in 2000, just before the upsurge of broom technology innovation in 2001.

The broom seemed to be responding to her complaints. First, the searchlights were not on, and then there was a problem with the operation module.

It stopped flying forward and stopped over an unfamiliar block in Shinjuku.Rui Ji tried to drive it with magic power, but the broom was unmoved, and then Rui Ji remembered that this broom witch's magic power charging module only has the most basic flight driving module.

She forced an emergency landing on the spot, using some magic power as a buffer, and landed smoothly.

The streets on the night of the red moon were sparsely populated, and there was no one in the place where the emergency landing was made.The streets are narrow, and the doors and windows of houses on both sides are closed.The only one that is still open is an izakaya called Takeizumi.

Two white lanterns are hung in front of the izakaya, on which the Chinese characters "izakaya" are written in black ink.The lanterns were swaying left and right in the wind, but the Japanese didn't think white lanterns were unlucky, although Rui Ji looked a bit weird, so it was hard to comment.

There was no one in the store, and there was no clerk to clean it up, and the common middle-aged social animals were nowhere to be seen.

The light sign with the name of the store flickered in the red moonlight, the flames in the lanterns were also twisting and swaying uncomfortably, and the gray curtains fluttered in the wind.Rui Ji's eyelids twitched violently, so he hurriedly walked past the door of the shop.

An old man in a white three-quarter-sleeved chef's uniform appeared behind her, making a spine-chilling sound.

"Would you like to sit in the store? There are good wine, fresh meat, and freshly cooked rice. The taste is excellent and the price is affordable. Why don't you come and try it?"

This sentence almost popped out of the teeth one by one, it was indescribably weird.

(End of this chapter)