I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Just when Sosuke Araki was sealed on the toilet by diarrhea, in a residential building in Roppongi, a handsome college student with glasses was staring at the laptop screen in front of him with surprise.

"Following the complete demise of [Human Face Dog] in the past few days... [Split Girl] has a weak resentment, and [Eyes of Gap] is also resentful and weak. Could it be that [Hell’s Gate] sucked too hard? The creation of [Convenience Store Curse Spirit] also died..."

On the screen of the old-fashioned laptop in front of him was an electronic map of Japan.

On that extremely crude map, like a pixel placement game, there are more than a dozen black whirlpools of different sizes scattered all over Tokyo.

"Are government agencies? Those gods did it? If this goes on, the plan will eventually be disrupted... Although the original weird that is hard to recreate is powerful, the mode of activity is too monotonous, and it is easy to expose [Hell The location of the Gate]... but weird must rely on killing to get grievances to supply. It seems that we have to create some weirdness that is unpredictable..."

A huge black whirlpool with "Hell's Gate" written on the map was impressively located in the apartment in front of Tibet.

Gritting his teeth and muttering to himself, the man switched to a certain website forum page and crackled his keyboard.

The outside world is too dangerous, and he must keep a low profile before "that moment" comes.

Because he knew well that, in addition to the weirdness on the map in front of him, there were countless more mysterious and ancient existences in this world.

...

At the same time, Mochizuki Ayano was drinking coffee at the "Witch's Love Divination Cafe" in the Takashimaya Department Store in Shinjuku.

This coffee shop, which is well-known among female high school students and college students, is famous for its love divination and is still closed during non-business hours at the moment.

Sitting across from her, the noble lady with Eurasian facial features and thick powder on her face is the owner of this cafe, Natasha.

In the quiet hall, there were only two of them.

"How about it, Ayano-chan, this new coffee is delicious."

The woman named Natasha looked at Ayano Mochizuki indulgingly at the coffee.

"Let's just get to the point, and I'm so sleepy that I haven't slept all night."

After drinking the coffee on the desktop, Mochizuki Ayano took out a pile of materials from the portfolio.

She resisted her sleepiness and came here, naturally not to make a special trip to drink coffee to extend her life.

"I don't guarantee enough sleep, but the wrinkles on the skin increase very quickly... well, what do you want to ask today?"

Originally, Natasha, who was still planning to popularize the way of maintenance, was stopped by Mochizuki Ayano's murderous eyes, and took out an exquisite tarot card from her purse.

"'One card fortune-telling' is enough. People will ask a friend to do manicure in a short time. It's in a hurry. Anyway, the important thing for fortune-telling is people, not tools."

Natasha said.

"The first question, what secrets are hidden in this place."

It is not the first time Mochizuki Ayano has approached her for divination. She skillfully took out a map of Tokyo and placed it on the table, and went straight to the subject.

On that map of Tokyo, red dots are printed densely. The closer to Asakusa, the denser the red dots.

This is where she supervised the information class overnight, and through big data analysis, the place where the suspected weird and resentful cases occurred in the past five years.

And the place her slender fingers pointed at, surrounded by densely packed thousands of red dots, was completely blank, with only a few dozen red dots.

It was marked "Tiangqian Apartment" in small black letters.

Natasha shuffled the stack of cards in her hand and handed it straight to Mochizuki Ayano.

Mochizuki Ayano was meditating on the question in her heart, took out one without hesitation, and lay it on the table.

Natasha closed her eyes and touched the back of the card.

In the vision of Mochizuki Ayano's left eye, when the hand touched the back of the card, countless "spirits" came from all directions, lingering beside Natasha, as if whispering in her ear.

Natasha opened her eyes, and a faint blue light surged in her eyes.

She turned the card quietly.

Seeing that card, Mochizuki Ayano's pupils shrank slightly.

This is an upright [tower].

On the exquisite card, the huge white tower that soared into the clouds was being bombarded by huge thunder and lightning, burning with raging fire.

"[Tower]? This is a terrible card." Natasha groaned, changed the direction of the card, from the upright position to the reverse position, and then said: "You know, my tarot For card divination, you need to understand the card position in reverse, but you can only use this card..."

It is well known in the industry that Natasha's tarot divination has an accuracy rate of 99%.

But before awakening her talent, Natasha, a spiritualist, also experienced a 30-year life of "what can't be done".

Until one day, she tried to interpret the tablets she had drawn in reverse.

For the same card, the positive and negative positions often have completely opposite meanings.

However, among the 22 major arcana main cards of the Tarot cards, [Tower] is arguably the worst card.

Regardless of the right position or the reverse position, it will not represent a good thing.

Holding her breath, she sensed the face of the card, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Natasha's forehead.

She said with a trembling voice: "From this reversal [Tower], I feel destruction, irresistible destruction... Ayano Sauce, listen to my sister's advice, stay away from this place."

Hearing this, Mochizuki Ayano frowned slightly and nodded.

Then, she pulled out a resume from the information and put it on the desktop.

On the photo in the upper right corner of the resume, Araki Sosuke's fierce and somewhat sluggish expression is impressive.

This photo was obviously taken with the "photographer" popular among female high school students. At the moment the photo was taken, Sosuke Araki's eyes were erratic, and his face was written "Where is the camera".

"This guy has a nice look. Is Ayano-chan trying to divination love luck? This is what I do best...Yes, Ayano-chan will soon be over 16 years old, and it’s time to work so hard. ..."

"This person... has nothing to do with this place."

Mochizuki Ayano's face was reddish and her expression fiercely interrupted the other party.

The mysterious demise of the Human Face Dog, the accidental death of two of his subordinates, the impossibly clean apartment in front of Tibet, and the rift girl who "happily" appeared nearby... plus Sosuke Araki who "coincidentally" moved into that apartment recently.

All this seemed to make her see a certain invisible giant hand, stirring up a huge whirlpool in the water, slowly swallowing everything on the surface of the water...

While thinking about this, Mochizuki Ayano drew another card from the opponent's hand.

Natasha gathered the "spirit" around her again and began to close her eyes and feel.

Then, the card lying on the table was turned over.

On the card, the thick lines used simple strokes to draw a sun with a strange expression, exuding a kind of sunshine.

Natasha turned the card lightly, and said with a chuckle: "Ah, the upright [Taiwan], Ayano sauce really wants to ask about marriage..."

The upright sun, in love divination, is a card that represents the king's way.

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