I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Nagano Prefecture, Karuizawa Forest.

"Your association account has been registered for you, and the current level is [zero]. You are not allowed to carry out spirit-elimination activities alone until you pass the examination for exemption from spirit-elimination."

An old voice said behind Yamada Kengo.

Yamada Kengo nodded.

It's not that he's pretending to be cold, but that he has no time to talk now.

He was shirtless, sitting cross-legged under a waterfall in a verdant forest.

The strong and icy water continuously washed over his head.

Not far in front of him, a tablet computer is hanging on a stand, and a horror movie is playing in a loop.

The clips on his eyelids made it impossible for him to close them at all.

Ever since he was rescued by an old man named Tokimoto Ichiro on the roof that day and was accused of being a pervert and underwear thief, although he spent a lot of money to ask his friends to "fish" him out of the police station, Yamada Kengo still He was punished by the school to record a major demerit and suspend classes for one semester.

Just when he was labeled as a "pervert", became a disgrace to his parents, Shibujing Yamato and the Kendo Club, and fell into the dark abyss of life from then on, when he was about to be obliterated by society...

Tokimoto Ichiro appeared in front of him again, crouched in front of him, and stretched out the big hand of fate to him who fell to the ground.

According to what Teacher Shi Ben said, he had already calculated that this calamity was bound to happen in his life, and he had to make such a bad plan that night, using the method of "using calamity to turn calamity" to actively testify against himself and resolve the calamity.

Doing this is also to cut off one's "mortal relationship" so that one can unleash the true talent of a spirit remover.

So, desperate, he entrusted the Kendo Department to Mr. Nanmu, cut off all contact with the outside world, and began to follow the teacher to practice in the mountains.

As Teacher Shiben said, my talent is very strong.

In time, he will surely inherit his mantle.

At that time, he will return to society with a brand new attitude.

Thinking of this, Yamada Kengo became excited unconsciously.

"Snapped."

Standing on the rock beside him, a man in warrior armor with a talisman on his forehead suddenly stretched out his arm strangely, and slapped him mercilessly on the face.

That slap was so heavy that Yamada Kengo's entire face instantly swelled up.

Even though he was beaten until his nose bleeds, he could only endure it without saying a word.

He can't afford to mess with it, and he doesn't dare to mess with it.

Inside the crimson samurai armor, the pale man with skin as pale as a dead man is not a human being.

It was a zombie raised by Mr. Shiben, named [Cocoon].

Zombies are extremely sensitive to the spiritual power of human beings. As long as he is restless and causes fluctuations in his spiritual power, the other party will immediately follow Teacher Ben's instructions and give him such a sudden ruthless blow.

"Where did your normal heart go? We of Maoshan lineage hold our breath and focus the most. If you let the other party sense your aura when you encounter a resentful spirit, you will lose the initiative and repeat the mistakes you made that night. "

Tokimoto Ichiro, who was sitting by the pool, lectured.

Yamada Kengo immediately restrained his mind, watched the horror movie on the tablet blankly, and gradually entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

After being brutally beaten during this period, he has improved significantly.

Whether it's a female ghost in a horror movie who suddenly "turns back to kill", "sticks to the screen" or a character receives a lunch at the speed of light, it will not make him feel the slightest fluctuation in mood.

On this day, under the waterfall, that man finally comprehended the true meaning of the way of the sword.

Really normal heart.

Tokimoto Ichiro on the side was playing with a few talisman papers in his hand.

"The talisman paper this kid used last time was said to be obtained by a friend from the Asakusa Shrine, but it's obviously just the talisman paper sold by the Asakusa Shrine...it's really weird."

This talisman paper was given to him by Kengo Yamada, and he has been studying it for several days.

The talisman paper sold to tourists does not have any spiritual power on it.

But these talisman papers, for some reason, are extremely effective against resentful spirits, and can even drive away existences with a weird level close to 【一】...

This makes Ichiro Tokimoto, who is good at using talismans, puzzled, but seems to see a new research direction.

"Hmph, have you made any progress yet? This kid, whether it is spiritual power, control power, or even physical strength, has such a talent. He is really a rare gem in the rough."

Seeing that Kengo Yamada seemed to have entered a certain state, Tokimoto Ichiro smiled secretly, took out his phone and clicked.

"Let me see where your limit is..."

The screen on the tablet suddenly changed and became bright and colorful. With the sound of the dragon language that Kengo Yamada could not understand, the music also became cheerful.

"This is... so despicable, how can you suddenly switch to class dismissal..."

Listening to the more and more familiar music rhythm, Yamada Kengo's eyes were fixed, as if he was facing a big enemy, and his secret path was not good.

"No..."

"Snapped……"

"Oh, four ones!"

"Crack..."

"the late!"

"Papa..."

"Papa papa..."

Immediately, under the waterfall, the sound of slaps, applause and cheering echoed together.

Kengo Yamada, male, 21 years old, is facing a huge crisis in his life for the third time this month.

...

Just when Yamada Kengo was beaten into a pig's head by a samurai pretending to be a zombie under the waterfall, Araki Sousuke had already had a good meal and was about to leave and go to work.

"Teacher Araki, go slowly."

Xiaoniao Youmao stood under the eaves, folded his hands in front of him, and gave him a slight salute.

"Wurs."

Araki Sousuke waved his hand smartly.

"By the way... I was very concerned when I came here last time. What is that dilapidated warehouse for?"

Walking outside the door, Araki Sousuke suddenly pointed to the courtyard in front of the apse and asked curiously.

From his fingertips, there is a dilapidated low house with a sloping roof standing alone on the grass in the courtyard.

The little bird You Mayumi glanced at the place he pointed, tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Huh? Warehouse? There is no such thing in the apse."

She grew up here since she was a child, and she is familiar with every plant and tree in the shrine.

What's more, in her eyes, there was nothing on the green land in the courtyard.

"It's that dilapidated wooden house, short like a doghouse..."

Araki Sousuke pointed to the open space again.

"Mr. Araki, are you kidding me again? Go to work quickly, you're going to be late."

"No, is there anything valuable in this warehouse that looks like it's about to collapse?"

Having said that, Sousuke Araki had already walked to the cabin and stretched out his hand towards the door of the cabin.

In the sight of Xiaotori Yumaumi, the moment Araki Sousuke approached the center of the grass, lava-like scriptures were burning, and a thick black arm stretched out from his back, with a destructive aura , smashing the space in front of him with a punch.

The space was broken like a mirror, and on the empty grass, a dilapidated wooden house appeared out of thin air.

This wooden house seems to have been burned by fire, and there are still many scorched black marks on the surface.

"Is that Araki-sensei's shikigami? Wait...is this a shrine?"

Some powerful onmyojis use secret methods to enslave spirit bodies, and are called shikigami.

Before Xiaotori Yumaumi could think about it, her attention was immediately attracted by the cabin.

This wooden house, which is as small as a kennel and hardly accommodates people, is an ancient shrine.

"Why...there is a shrine here... Could it be, God's Hidden?"

She has played in this grassland since she was a child, and she has often passed through that location, and has never touched anything unusual.

In the shrine bounded by the torii, on the land belonging to the gods, there will naturally be no ghosts that can cause trouble.

Only Shenyin can explain everything in front of him.

Shenyin means that God makes it disappear.

The person or thing that is hidden from the gods will disappear into this world according to the will of the gods, and they cannot be touched even if they are close to each other.

In this way, Mr. Araki, not only can he see the things of Shenyin, but also has a shikigami that can break the barrier of Shenyin?

"Hey, it's just a few tattered wooden boxes. I'm looking forward to finding something more exciting."

Just when her pupils were shaking, Sousuke Araki, who had no idea what happened, had crawled into the shrine without any sense of disobedience, turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, and looked curiously at the inside of the wooden house with her buttocks pouted.

I was too sleepy after soaking in the hot springs, so I was forced to use my precious manuscripts.