I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Roppongi, inside a residential building.

In the pixel game map, the recently formed super-major vortex representing the [Great Travel Abyss Snake God] flickered slightly and disappeared.

"En?" Moon Shadow Qiancao, who was browsing the "works" of netizens in the 2CH forum, turned her head and was taken aback.

What about that super-large, newly-appearing vortex that says "Daluyuan Snake God"?

This thing is broken?

He rubbed his eyes and subconsciously patted the screen of the old laptop.

Then he came back to his senses. The old-fashioned laptop in front of him was not an ordinary digital product.

Recently, on the game map, the black vortex representing the “work” that has been placed, occasionally appears when he goes to the bathroom, eats a meal, etc., and disappears inexplicably.

There is not even a process.

For example, the previous human face dog and convenience store curse spirit.

It feels like logging into the game one day and discovering that the SSSR beautiful girl who has worked so hard to extract and cultivated and the high-end equipment carefully matched for her are all gone.

"Dalubuchi Snake God, known as the'Ancient Cthulhu Who Plays With People's Hearts', failed to summon? Is it because the'Six-pointed Stars' array carefully set by those netizens has loopholes? Or is it that I checked on "Kamakura Shi" Is the unofficial history that I arrived at is fake?"

When he was doing folk investigations and looking up ancient documents, he accidentally learned about the seal of the Otobuchi snake god by the Kamakura shogunate and initially determined the location.

Therefore, on a whim, I provided this as a material to those netizens.

In this way, it truly complemented and created this seemingly blamed spirit, but it is actually a summoning array that sacrifices to the evil spirit as a nutrient, and can summon the evil god after removing the spirit.

"Huh, it doesn't matter if the summoning fails, it's an attempt. Anyway, a few ordinary wraiths didn't cost me too much resentment. It seems that I want to consume a small amount of resentment to pry and awaken those ancient existences, it doesn't seem like that. It's easy to trick..."

Originally, he wanted to set up an existence similar to a "trap" to target those who might exist to remove spirits.

By the way, I also take this test to see whether some powerful and sleeping existences can be "summoned" through this low-cost method.

Even if the summoning fails, for him, it is just a process of trial and error, which is harmless.

Anyway, the netizens in the forum will continue to create new "surprises" for him.

On that crude map of Tokyo, small black vortices are slowly spinning and growing.

...

Kamakura High School in Kanagawa Prefecture.

Approaching early morning, the school and the police arrived at the teaching building and took away the "suicide duo" who was still in a coma.

Faced with the giant snake bones that had been cleansed by Sosuke Araki, the school and the police had to accept the two people's statement that they "save the suicide and were attacked by the giant snake."

After a brief treatment of the wound in the school infirmary, the two took the first class of Enoden, watched the sunrise on the coastline, and embarked on a journey back to Tokyo.

It's still early, and there are still many vacancies on Jiangzhidian.

"Teacher Araki, do you think, how can I practice to be as good as you."

Sitting next to Sosuke Araki, Yu Mayumi, with a tired face, asked for advice sincerely.

"As powerful as I am... Then you should practice some martial arts... You also need to exercise your physical strength... At the same time, you need to be familiar with the physiological structure of various creatures..."

Araki Sosuke held his head for a moment and gave the answer seriously.

If you want to defeat the giant snake with your bare hands like yourself.

Brute force alone is not enough, but skills are needed.

"I see……"

Tori Mayumi takes notes seriously.

"However, my muscles have been cultivated for many years. You may have to scientifically arrange your diet and eat more high-protein foods... The snake meat used to be good... You see, I haven't finished eating yet. The meat is packed and taken away..."

Araki Sosuke gestured to her for the big sack of snake meat in his hand.

The big snake was at least one or two hundred kilograms. After the bloodletting, he even ate and picked up the most essential part, and packed dozens of catties of tender meat.

After all, his wallet has been in short supply recently, and his rations for the next few days have fallen on this thing.

Before he finished speaking, he felt his shoulders sink slightly.

The witch who had been tossed all night seemed to be unable to hold back her tiredness anymore, and she did not know when she had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder, and a drop of crystal fell from the corner of her mouth, shining brightly in the morning sun.

She was sleeping soundly in a sports suit, and now she looked like an ordinary female high school student.

Just when Sosuke Araki and Yu Mayumi Kotori were asleep on the swaying Enoden.

At six o'clock in the morning, Yamada Kengo, wearing a training suit for the Kendo Division, ran on the school playground as usual.

After living for 21 years, he has always believed that he is just a junior student of philosophy majoring in the Department of Social Ethics at Shibuya University of Economics.

Day after day, he generally explored the truth of philosophy and practiced kendo in general...

In the future, it will continue to be so ordinary.

Until a few days ago, in the dormitory late at night, after being forced to ride for ten tenths by a woman with only the upper body...

The world before him changed.

In the beginning, he could only see some fuzzy figures that seemed invisible to those around him.

Later, these strange figures appeared more and more clearly in every corner of his life.

Until the day before yesterday, the idol in his mind and the reliable kendo club (former) leader Araki Senpai took him to a shrine where the maiden relieved his doubts.

Sure enough, it was right to consult with Araki Senior.

I was able to escape from that half-length lady before, and it was all the talisman paper from Asakusa Shrine that Araki-senpai asked for for me.

After understanding his own situation, Senior Araki mercifully (sold) all the precious talisman paper in his hand.

After all, the incense money must be paid by yourself for the talisman to be effective.

I will redouble my efforts to lead the Kendo Department to obtain excellent results in return for the kindness of the seniors.

Thinking this way, Yamada Kengo accelerated the pace of the sprint.

There were not many students running on the playground in the early morning.

But he was accompanied by a man with a pale face in a sprint suit.

No matter how fast Yamada Kengo ran, the man always kept a distance beyond him and ran in front of him.

Yamada Kengo didn't even look at the man.

He dared not look.

It's not because the man is pale and runs fast.

It was because the man's abdomen was pierced with a thick short javelin, which brought out a lot of internal organs to hang on it.

It is said that during the school sports meeting five years ago, a sprinter died after being penetrated by a javelin from another stadium.

It must be the one in front.

According to the witch, these "spirits" that have passed away and are not part of the world are just repeating the trajectory of the past numbly, or being trapped by obsession and unable to escape.

If you face the sight of these spirits or make contact for too long to make the other person realize that you can see, you may be entangled.

As long as you don’t pay attention to it, you won’t get infected.

"Ordinary heart..."

Taking a deep breath, Yamada Kengo finished the run at twice the usual speed.

Back in the Kendo Club activity room, Yamada Kengo opened his iron cabinet and prepared to change into his training uniform.

The iron cabinet opened, and a man with a gray complexion, bruises mixed with corpses, and limbs mutilated, was squatting inside, looking at him helplessly.

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