I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

The incarnation of Shoji Jinemon, a bull ghost whose height is like a skyscraper and his muscles are like lava, after looking around Yoshihara Yukaku at his feet, his eyes focus on the middle of the long street. "Eight Character Steps", on the Asagiri body...

"Morning fog..."

Then, he opened his huge mouth, which was spitting hot air waves, and let out a hoarse and bitter roar: "...Today, you can't take that thing and escape from my palm!"

As soon as the voice fell, the flaming giant hoof has slowly stepped towards the crossroads...

"boom!"

In an instant, a few more wooden houses were under the giant hoof, turned into modern-style buildings in the space-distorting heat wave, and then disappeared in the firelight.

"So, is he who this oiran Asagiri wants to escape?"

Abe-ji turned his head and looked at Asagiri's slowly moving, familiar figure...

"Master Kato..."

Chased by this terrifying ghost, her originally graceful and charming "eight-character steps" seemed so stubborn and helpless.

"Now is not the time to keep your hands. If there is anything in the bottom of the box, use it all..."

Intuition tells him that if this ghost catches up to Asagiri, even more terrible things will happen.

"Even if you die, you can't let this ghost continue to erode the world!"

...

"Yoshihara Yanshang" Shenyin, east of Nakanomachi Pass.

The little cherry blossoms fell, collided with the invisible barrier, and burst into bright fire, illuminating the bald scalp.

"These fireball-like aggregated spirits may not be too many..."

Hiroshi Changda, wearing an exorcism cloth and skating on his feet, is galloping down the long street full of fire.

Where his figure passed by, a few groups of flames screaming in pain were scattered along the large canopy of exorcism salt scattered along his elbows, and continued to burn...

"Even if it is difficult to completely remove it, it will devour the same kind..."

Turning a blind eye to such a scene, Hiroshi Changtian kept sliding at a high speed, took time to loosen the tie around his neck, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"But no matter how you swallow it, it seems to only become bigger..."

"Even if you really consider yourself to be an auto chess player, why don't you develop a few more advanced varieties? 』

He also spit out a few words, and did not stop at all according to the previous habit, and implemented the "make-up sword in the rear" to the weakened resentful spirits.

In addition to the inaccessible physiological structure because of this fireball-like resentment...

Right behind him, there was also a long string of "fireballs" that were slightly larger and could not be removed by exorcism salt.

The incomplete fireball along the way was run over like a truck by these huge "similars" and turned into their expanding nutrients.

After these fireballs were provoked by Hiroshi Tsukata, they chased him all the way, relying on the embers that devoured his companions, growing like a snowball.

"Oops……"

Changtian Guangzhi complained not yet, and a few dark red flames burst out from the roadway beside him, blocking his way...

"Vice President Chang Tian, ​​be careful!"

Seeing that Hiroshi Changtian was about to be "kissed by the flames in the back", an afterimage in a yellow robe jumped out from one side and knocked him aside.

As the fireballs collided and the flames raged, a golden light burst out from the surface of the robe, which firmly protected the people inside.

"Thank you, Yamada-kun... This handkerchief was bought by my wife..."

Falling to the side, Hiroshi Tsutena slightly distressed, pulled out a handkerchief that was stained with sparks and started to burn, and threw it to the ground.

The "fireballs" formed by these dark red arrogances are not very fast, and the attack method is very simple. It is not difficult to remove them one by one...

However, the difficulty lies in the large number of them and the fact that they will devour each other and grow. Once the flames around the body are touched, they will burn more and more vigorously, disturbing people's minds, and it will be difficult to extinguish them without spending a lot of spiritual power.

The next second, the man in the Taoist robe pulled out a peach wood sword from behind himself, and cut out the mighty Lei Gang...

Several groups of "fireballs" that came in the lead suddenly vibrated violently in the thunder and stopped.

These fireballs, standing still, were immediately hit by the "similars" coming from behind, and a new round of devouring and fusion began...

"Are you all right, Vice President Chang Tian?"

The person who came to help was naturally Kengo Yamada, who fell on all fours and carried several lightning-strike Momogi swords.

"There are more coming from the side, don't stop..."

Kengo Yamada kept walking past Hiroshi Changda and pulled him away.

Because, from the direction he came from, nearly a hundred "fireballs" had already appeared at the entrance of the alley.

The flames that were originally chasing behind the two of them gathered together into a string.

Looking at the uncountable flames behind them, they continue to devour each other and gradually merge into a larger existence during the movement...

"Hey, Yamada-kun, is it really okay to do this?"

Hiroshi Hitachi, who was skating and clutching the hem of Yamada Kengo's clothes, fled for his life as if riding a sleigh, fine sweat pouring out of his forehead like a waterfall.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem... When it comes to 'driving a train', I'm a professional..."

"Hey, it's not too big, it's already at least H..."

Without even looking at the dense and growing fireballs behind him, Kengo Yamada, who was on all fours, suddenly stopped at a T-junction.

"Cough cough...why don't you run away... The guy in the back has even made up the 'head'!"

Hiroshi Changtian, who came to a sudden stop, looked in horror not far behind, which had merged into a giant "fireball" two stories high.

"Because, there is no time to run..."

"What, what?!"

Looking at Kengo Yamada's gaze, Hiroshi Changda couldn't help but exclaimed~www.readwn.com~Ahahahaha... No matter how strong the 'Train King' is, how can he defeat the 'Queen of the Sea'? ! "

In the woman's nervous and wanton laughter, another group of three-story-high giant "fireballs" appeared from the corner of the intersection with a string of slightly smaller fireballs behind them.

"...This time, I won!"

Looking closely, not far from the giant fireball, a red-haired girl in a nun's uniform was running towards the two at a speed that surpassed the limits of human movement.

Under her flying miniskirt, a pair of golden boots with small wings on her slender, white and slender legs were casting a little starlight while running.

It was Nia St. Catherine, a nun sent to the Holy See of the Vatican.

"Although I am very unconvinced, I am not qualified to refute either in terms of quantity or quality."

Looking at Niya, who was leading a large group of fireballs that could drown the two of them, as if launching a suicide attack, Yamada Kengo pouted, and dragged Hiroshi Tsukata towards Niya as if he were dying...