There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World's Darkness so I Made One

A year and two have passed since the super water polo incident, but it is still being discussed among occult lovers around the world. It also remains at the forefront of marine survey organizations and the Meteorological Agency, with observation vessels docking all the time off the coast of Ireland and Tokyo, where super water polo has emerged, and 24-hour live websites open to the public online boast an absurd number of users.

As such, it is still an indispensable super water polo case, but it wasn't all the fun and good things that the case brought.

The illegal stay of foreigners is typical of the negative aspects of the ultra water polo case.

Shortly after the ultra water polo incident, meeher foreigners interested in Japan, a mysterious country, saw occultomania and news and pushed them to Tokyo in large numbers.

About 80 million foreign travelers visited Tokyo during the year since the incident. It is an absolute surge 6.1 times higher than the previous year. Due to the money dropped by travelers, Tokyo and its suburbs were festive to the good economy that sprung up as they descended, and "Super Mizumandu" imitating super water polo led to gaining international visibility as a Tokyo sweet.

but the recoil was also terrible.

Travelers are not all well-behaved. If the words just don't make sense, it's still good. It is also in Zara that common sense does not make sense. What 650,000 cases of crime in Tokyo are 3.2 times higher than in the previous year. Misdemeanor and heinous crimes committed by foreigners of poor nature, as well as cases of fraud and kidnapping by Japanese targeting foreign tourists, occur like mountains, and the police are in a flat state early. Tokyo instantly turned into the most dangerous city in Japan. Even in Ireland, which is in the same state as Tokyo, there were no more than three months before the delightful screams of increased tourists turned into vegetarian screams?

Still, humans are the creatures we get used to.

Tokyo, which has turned into a dark pot of race and culture without collapsing, is still going around today.

Among the chaotic cities of Tokyo, I walked Baba around the downtown area on the night of Kitakchi residence in the foothill district, where international security deteriorated dramatically.

The smell of grilled chicken and squid roast drifts from the standing restaurant, and the dazzling neon sign illuminates the clutter like midday. It was as hot as summer because of the enthusiasm of the people who gave it up in the middle of May.

"Don't fall for it."

With this, Leo will be able to establish himself as the fourth faction in the current three-ways succession war.

I'll hold my hand and go ahead. Baba looks back worried. I nodded honestly. Uncle to be led by a young girl...... the opposite is true for the purpose I have seen, but at my age.

Me and Baba blended well into the crowd that there were more foreigners than the Japanese.

I take off my bloody suit and change into a white Y-shirt and blue trousers. There is a bit of blood left over from washing in the washroom in my hair because I haven't taken a bath, but that's not noticeable in Tokyo today.

Baba weaves a lightweight coat like a white coat over a young grass colored piece, knitting it into four pieces and walking refreshingly with silver hair loose in the night breeze. Cui's eyes, long, pointed ears, and yurinoki branches inserted into his hair are abnormal but not noticeable in Tokyo today.

Because there are as many stranger guys as there are.

It turned out to be a completely strange city, and I thought with my mind I was crushing the pinkie finger on the kidnapper's foot, trying to cloud my inferior eyes and pull Baba into the dark. The man, suddenly stripped of his white eyes and fallen, is promptly pulled by the hands of passers-by who seem obviously dizzy, and rolled over to the edge of the road. And they left it there. I left him alone without any particular pursuit, and Baba just looks sideways and gives me a short thank you.

No one will report a small incident of this magnitude at the earliest opportunity. I don't even call an ambulance. Because the police and the emergency are all over the place in a bigger incident that wakes up night after night. In fact, an unprecedented official announcement has been made in Tokyo to recommend solving the problem through maximum self-help efforts in order to manage to turn around the flat administrative services. I'm already impotent. Sad, it seems that the security goods can be sold out as soon as they arrive at any store.

"Do you want to take an inn somewhere today for now? Let's start tomorrow."

Equipped with the strongest security goods (me), Baba has proposed with ease zero sense of crisis while attracting attention to the potted plants at the florist's store.

"Mm-hmm. Well, yeah. There's no hurry. This time of year, the inn on the street is already filled. Shall we go deeper?"

"Looking for talent as well?

"Looking for talent."

We laughed and snorted into each other's path. It's also difficult to have a conversation without neon sign lights and shouting as soon as possible. The noise is distant.

Me and Baba are temporarily leaving Heavenly Lights and planning to form a secret society of darkness from now on. I leave the operation of Tianzhao during temporary departure to Mr. Kuchigi. Because of this, I'm not sure if he's alive or dead at the betrayal event. Now that he's in the grey zone, he takes advantage of it and eats it into the back society.

Tianzhao is an organization that fights the darkness of the world, not the darkness of society, so it cannot be eaten into the back society. It's livestock business to let boys and girls doing adventure youth plays thrust the darkness of dos black societies into battle. But on the other hand, we need a secret society of darkness that fights the darkness of society. There are three reasons.

First of all, I can't have a psychic battle event without a secret society of darkness. Heavenly Photographers just fight the darkness of the world, and it's hard to put together a dream match that 150% of all mankind, the psychic VS psychic, dreamed of. When we do the psychic vs psychic just by heavenly light, it becomes a civil conflict. So, it's a secret society of darkness. By forming a Dirty Dark Secret Society that rivals Tianzhao, you can easily launch a psychic battle by taking a body of organizational conflict. Absolutely fun. So let's make it a secret society of darkness.

Secondly, the romantic salvation of the back society. Bad. Yakuza. Prisoners in cages. Even criminals, however fallen and muddy, dream of psychic abilities. No, you'll dream because you fell. "Something would have been different if I had more power," "If I'd woken up to psychic powers, I could wind up at the bottom of this." "I'm such a scumbag. Both me and I must have hidden powers." There are absolutely many people who fantasize about that. I want to make those guys' unfulfilled dreams a reality. I'm a Dark Star Santa Claus who also hands out dreams to bad kids. But you can't even throw a bum, a priori, a three-offender, tattooed tongue piercing, pinkie finger, a jerk-off inmate or something like that into heavenly light where boys and girls are cackerwhuffing. The air freezes.

Give the shade a receptacle for the shade. A secret society of darkness for that matter.

Finally, Tokyo's Dark Wipe. Tokyo turned into a chaotic city in the first place because of the super water polo case sponsored by me and Mr. Tsuki. Tokyo's economy has been overwhelmed and security has deteriorated to such an extent that we have a responsibility. Of course, we didn't call for tourists to get together or incite them to commit a cancer crime. The super water polo incident was just the trigger, and the bad guys who were there originally just got together and came out on the table. These people who are disturbing the security of Tokyo right now would have worked and annoyed themselves somewhere, even without a super water polo incident.

but it is true that the super water polo incident has become an explosive, and Tokyo is my city, too. Shota-kun and Langhua stood up to the super water polo risking their lives to protect Tokyo. Isn't it true that Tokyo became a mess as a result?

That's why we need a secret society of darkness. We can't get rid of the criminals, locudenasi and food stuffs who make a scene in Tokyo anymore. I can't regenerate it. Then at least we need an organization to put them together. Evil also needs an order of evil. The secret society of darkness accomplishes that.

There is still no plan as to exactly what kind of secret society we are going to make and what kind of people we are going to keep company. We are going to take the time to tour, experience and plan the society behind Tokyo.

To that end, my parents have been given a big trip around the world over the course of a year as a retirement celebration. I can't believe you said, "Your son died, resurrected, lost his memory, and created a secret organization in the Tokyo backyard." I die of embarrassment and sorrow. If you come to see how things are going before building that you have amnesia, you will be in trouble.

I will be busy with my dark secret society founding activities, so I will suppress the dark activities of the world as well. Preliminary construction that activities are stalled due to my amnesia, resuscitation, and weakening. It should be noted that Tianzhao prepares for the world's dark resurrection, finds the wild psychic, teaches and protects how to use his powers, and so on to enhance personnel while continuing his activities. Me & Baba and Mr. Tachigi will be doing something else for a while.

I found a capsule hotel when I searched sideways for an inn where a couple of people gathered in a circle in the dark of the fine tunnel and a suspicious group of people who were running their eyes blood and smoking suspicious powder were tapped into the Dove River beside me with strange powers like psychic powers. I look at the electro-optical bulletin board at the entrance before I go in, but it was all as high as an asshole on top of the full room.

"Capsule hotel bare stay 3,000 yen? Are you kidding me!"

"I'm not familiar with the accommodation market, but is it that expensive? It's not a price you can't afford."

Baba tilts her neck as she punches her ear and looks up at the painted bald hotel wall.

"No, because when I stayed at work before, it was definitely 1700 or 1800 or so. How many times?............ 1.8x? Ugh."

"I see. If it's full, it won't be profitable."

"If you're going to be paid a lot more, why don't you make it a little better?"

"Uhm. Let's do that. But before you do, it's not a big deal."

"What?"

When Baba showed the back of the detailed path with his jaw, the footsteps approached him more than a dozen seconds later. Understand the situation from a distance using the five senses of mental acuity.

A foreign blonde blue-eyed ponytail girl wearing a worn jersey is running over here with half a cry. From behind, three men are coming after me with ropes and iron pipes to curse at me.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Dark event? How many times this evening alone? Now what are you trying to grab again? Or is the blonde daughter stealing money from the men and running away?

I'm already planning on going to bed today, hey! I can't ignore it.

"My daughter seems innocent to see from heartbeat and breathing and screaming. Let's be sure to see that the bad guys are attacking us."

"Do you understand that much? What's going on with Baba's hearing?

"Huh? I don't know if I said anything, I'm old these days, my ears are so far away, I can't hear you."

"Grass. Fucking baba."

"Well, because the ear structure is different from that of a human being. Here he comes."

"Okay."

Exchange words of relaxation before appropriately putting up a fight like that. He then turns his mind all over his body and enters a system that supports his movements. My fist in this state is the strongest in the world.

Eventually, the blonde found us and screamed desperately.

"There you go. Take the girl and run! Absolutely, ha, kidnapping! The kidnapper's in the back!

"It's okay, keep coming. I'll bust you! You speak Japanese well!

"Oh, but you're here. Oh, no! Just run away, Kohi-ku, eh, there's no way you can win because the three of you are following me, eh! No more! Idiot!

The blonde, who screamed and disturbed the pace, looked back and suddenly braked back when she realized she was about to be caught up. At the same time, remove the gas lighter and liquor bottle from the pocket of the jersey.

I took a sip of the liquor bottle thinking about what I was going to do, erupted and lit it with a gas lighter and let the leading man, who had reached out to catch himself, flame radiate. One of the bad guys that almost falls into the river with screaming!

Huh! What is that funny repelling technique!

"Wow! Ninja? Ninja!?

"What? Is this guy Knoich!?

In front of us, all at once tense and excited, the blonde girl slipped into her head and was beaten down and horseback ridden by a subsequent man in the gap.

"Ahhh..."

"You're a fool for kunoichi..."

Then I can do the fire-blowing arts right after I'm fully ill. I'm more of a ninja than just a funny girl. This.

I held my blonde daughter down with my legs and gave her a mind kick from the side to the guy I was trying to keep on with the rope. Bad guy blows up like a gag comic book, spins three times in the air and falls into the Dove River, part two.

Then,

"Ugh!

"I would love to be there."

Haven't you looked closely at the end of those two bad guys, the bad guys, the three of them are recklessly beaten with iron pipes. It's a good blow to the brain.

I screamed a real scream and greeted the evil man whose eyes were black and white on a broken iron pipe, inhibited by a mental barrier, Part III, with a counter-attack mental punch. Bad guy blowing up like a gag cartoon and spinning around in the air and falling into the Dob River Part III.

Success!

The bad guys are all wrapped up and flushed. Be thankful to the Dove River seniors.

The end is over, so I wake up crying and squeaking my face, squatting and shivering blonde daughter.

"Egg...... what? Stop it... don't hurt me."

"It doesn't hurt. You knocked him out. Like I said, I busted him."

"Don't worry about it."

The blonde looked around, saw us, and laughed and cried. He was half crying, and he had a terrible face with tear marks and dirt stains and congested eyes, but still a bright smile like the sun.

I just realized, isn't it possible that he's a pretty girl...?

"Thanks! Thank you, thank you! Good, good...! I was scared......!

I don't know where she's from, but with her European-American insecurity, her blonde daughter hugged me and Baba together and kissed her cheeks enthusiastically.

"You cheated on me."

"I don't know what it is."

Baba followed me on the side with her elbow as she nibbled, but now that I have amnesia and have forgotten about Mr. Tsuki, I don't know if she's cheating on me.

I'm gonna hug us hard, drain our noses and tears, and I'm gonna stroke the back of my blonde girl, who's laughing as she cries, so she can stroke Ig. Don't get a craving for asylum when you're doing this. My daughter...... is not so old away. Looks like my sister.

As I thought so, I said as my blonde daughter lit up with tears and runny nose coming in.

"Hehe...... brother warm, kind. Like a real brother."

"You can call me brother."

"Uh, okay? Brother, no!"

"Call me Baba about me."

"Baba!... Baba? Huh? Baba? Why?"

"I don't know what to call you."

"Oh, it's Christina Najin. I wonder if you'd like me to call you Chris."

"Uhm. Nice to meet you, Chris"

"Oh, yeah, nice to meet you"

Baba and Chris smiled and shook hands. I think I'll keep a smile on that.

Didn't I just go through the "Help a Pretty Girl Chased by a Bad Guy" event?

Smiled! The reputed fucking reality of never having an event finally smiled!

It seemed like a small leap, but soon afterwards it shriveled when I heard a few screams and curses from somewhere far away.

Yes, it was. Today Tokyo is a city of chaos. The situation of a girl being chased by a bad guy is frequent, and she is no longer special or anything. I mean, I just ran into one of those tragic routines everywhere and stopped it. I knew reality was shit.

Screaming and cursing seemed to be heard by the women as well, and Chris began to look around frightened again. And then he looks up at me with a twist.

"Um, Atashi, I'm not staying tonight. Well, if you'll forgive me. If you can still help Atashi…………"

"Neither do we."

"What?"

"I don't have a home."

"What?"

"I don't even remember."

"Eh."

"Would you rather help me?"

"Yep......? Uso, right? What? What's this all about?

Chris held his head when they folded together.

I'm sorry. I actually have a home and a memory, but I don't have one.

"I don't know what to do. I don't even have money for the Atashi Hotel..."

"We don't remember, but we have money. I was in the sieve. I can give him the money, but the inn is buried, right? Find it."

"Uh-huh. But before that, it's no big deal."

"What?"

Baba puffing his ears and looking at the dark end of the fine road. Again?

"Come on, man. Hey. Nobody said anything about an event so far."

"What are you talking about?

Too many events in one night, too many. No. Wasn't it a special situation as much as an event? Whatever. Just let me take a breath.

Waiting fed up, now four from the front and four from the other side. A rope & iron pipe equipped villain appeared in the form of a pinch.

"Ha, ha carrot......! Murray, Ouch......! Oh, brother, no...!

I follow Chris so rattled and trembling that he is also following the vibration function.

No, I can afford even 800 million people instead of eight. Eight opponents on a boulder also makes mental fighting unnatural.

I've never learned martial arts. If you're two or three, you still have to make a paranormal move that you can't really explain in martial arts when it comes to fighting eight opponents while protecting Baba and Chris. I don't mean to hide it strictly, but it's not something that shows off openly. I'd like to keep it to the extent that I can explain it by "working out," "using tricks," and "coincidence," if possible.

But eight. It's a little harsh if you keep your mind hidden. Even the darkness of the world. Let it strike? No. Was the darkness of the world now closed and set?

Troubled, are you used to fighting? The two in front and the two behind you have been swinging iron pipes at me at the same time in quite a collaboration.

Er... what should I do? It's unnatural for a boulder to eat this and be fine. It hits Chris when he dodges it.

"Geez, they did it."

"Oh, brother, no, no, no, no!

In the meantime, when he took it, fell down with a real scream, Baba half-laughed, and Chris screamed so much that he came even at the end of the world.

Bad guys 1-4 are stunned by the bent iron pipes and the bewilderment has stopped. It must have felt like a beating on the ground. The iron pipe is sad, but I don't like the pain either.

As I fell down and was already in trouble, I was plotting to blow them all away with a strange storm, and a can fell beside me and a white smoke erupted from it.

Now what?

Scanning around with his mind, a man jumped off the roof of a private house facing the details. A man in his thirties with a tough face wearing a T-shirt and short bread ruffles. I'm pruning my dark hair short.

The man jumped down to the details with an ambition that rocked his tympanic membrane enough to override Chris' scream, trampling one bad guy. Then he continued with his thick arms and slammed his fist into the belly of the two bad guys as much as he wanted.

"I'm here to help! We're getting away!"

The man, who said in a wild voice, graciously held me in his princess's arms and fled. Chris panicked and Baba followed it funny.

Through the white smoke, screaming and raiding confused evil men, the man goes on a fine path. While I was about to throw up quickly with a severe shake, I found out that apparently we had been helped by this man.

It's the first time I've known that I could help. I'm so happy with this.

I'll figure it out for myself, if I don't, but I can't, the unintentional rescue that comes when I give up! Heavenly help indeed.

Yabe, I think I'm in love.

... and I'm really going to throw up!

I know this might catch up to you, but I think I'm gonna throw up. Can I tell you to stop? I'm being helped. The one I can flaunt on my body?

No, I can't tell you. Bear it, bear it, bear it.

Without knowing my mood, the unidentified Savior took a beautiful blonde, silver-haired girl along the streets of the city at night.