I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

The woman on the rooftop had bright red lips, her face was bloodless, and her limbs were twisted unnaturally.

A rich black energy rose up from her body.

Resentment.

A resentment spirit that is several times stronger than the resentment on the body in the toilet during the day.

Although today he had the courage to kill a lot of "spirits" who would not resist at all, but seeing such a powerful and self-conscious resentful spirit, Yamada Kengo still felt weak in his calf.

"Normal mind... Ordinary mind... Can't see... Can't see..."

He immediately retracted his gaze, pretending that he couldn't see the red-dressed ghost, and was about to turn around and dodge.

With a "squeak", the door of a balcony in the dormitory on the third floor slowly opened.

Kengo Yamada couldn't help but look at the place where the sound came from.

A confused-looking female student wearing a nightgown quietly stood on the balcony.

Putting his hands together in front of his chest, he landed on one foot and made a gesture.

The resentful spirit in the red dress on the top floor is doing the same thing as her at the moment.

Like a marionette.

Seeing this familiar pose, Kengo Yamada suddenly realized.

It's that dance... just like the one danced by the female ghost he met last time.

After seeing this dance last time, he also went to find out. In the girls' dormitory opposite, there have been several incidents of girls committing suicide or accidentally falling from the building in recent years.

Could it be said that behind these incidents, the ghost on the top floor was all the work of the resentful spirit.

A cold sweat broke out on Kengo Yamada's back.

According to the situation last time, will the woman jump off the building after dancing and turn into a grievance?

Life was at stake, he immediately took out the bamboo sword behind him, held it tightly, and resolutely ran towards the girls' dormitory.

Running downstairs, Kengo Yamada was worried.

How to get in... You can't forcefully enter with a sword.

He glanced around, and suddenly saw that there was a small door on the side that was not closed.

Kengo Yamada immediately ran through the small door and ran up the stairs.

He never imagined that it would be the first time in his life that he would break into the girls' dormitory that he had been peeping for for many years and dreamed about it.

Must... stop her before the dance is over.

When Yamada Kengo ran up to the rooftop out of breath, the woman in red standing outside the protective net swayed her twisted limbs frantically like a pendulum. It was obvious that the dance was coming to an end.

"Stop..."

Adrenal hormones soared, and Yamada Kengo had goose bumps all over his body, but he was inexplicably excited.

He climbed over the protective net three or two times, jumped onto the platform where the woman in red was, and slashed at the opponent with a sword.

The wooden sword covered with runes slashed at the resentful spirit, and immediately a rune paper ignited.

As if being burned by the fire, the woman in red gave a painful howl and fell backwards.

However, what made Kengo Yamada's heart shriveled was that the other party did not turn into ashes under the firelight of the talisman like other resentful spirits.

"Men... are not good things..."

A resentful and sharp voice sounded in his ear, giving him a splitting headache.

Then, there was a scene that made him split.

The woman in the red dress who fell to the ground turned her head and limbs 180 degrees in an anti-human angle.

Then, on all fours, with his chest up, he ran towards him like an animal.

Enduring the headache, he waved the bamboo sword in his hand again, and cut it straight at the opponent.

The resentment spirit in the red dress was extremely fast, even dodging his blow and rushing towards him.

There are clouds in the way of swordsmanship, Wan Zhen knows the wonderful, and the body of the sword is one.

In the midst of the crisis, Kengo Yamada had long since threw these kendo mottos out of the sky.

But after years of kendo practice, Kengo Yamada's body reacted before his blank brain.

The vertical split was flashed. On the small platform, Kengo Yamada adjusted his footsteps very delicately, turned sideways to sideways away from the rushing spirits, and then slashed horizontally.

Secret skill, eight cuts to the bottom.

This sword slashed fiercely at the resentful spirit, and more flames from the talisman paper immediately spread up along the resentful spirit's arm.

Unfortunately, his opponent is not a human being, but a resentful spirit that cannot be judged by the common sense of kendo.

He was clearly slashed from behind by him, but the red-skirted spirit turned his limbs and head 180 degrees again, violating physics in the air, and pounced on him again.

A huge force struck, and the wooden sword in Kengo Yamada's hand flew out and fell to the pitch-black downstairs.

His heart also sank to the bottom.

The fire on this red-robed spirit lasted only for a moment, melted half of her arm, and then went out.

She licked her crimson lips and rushed towards Yamada Kengo with a weird smile.

Since it was not the first time to be ridden by a female spirit, Kengo Yamada rolled on the spot with great experience.

However, the speed was too slow, and the red-clothed spirit still ripped off his pants, opened his huge scarlet mouth, and took a bite at "Xiao Jianwu"...

At this critical juncture of life and death, which was related to the happiness of the second half of her life, the flame of the talisman ignited on the body of the resentful spirit, forcing her to retreat.

"Hmph, a true swordsman won't lose to the same move twice in a row."

Kengo Yamada stood up and let his trousers fall to his ankles, like some kind of perverted exhibitionist, with his hips pushed up and his waist thrown back, he grinned and opened his trench coat to the red-skirted ghost.

"Come on, aren't you going to bite me?"

On both sides of the inside of the windbreaker, dozens of yellow talisman papers were densely pasted.

The resentful spirit in the red dress was burnt one after another on one hand and one foot, and the black energy on his body was greatly reduced at this moment.

"Women who believe in men... will die..."

The sharp and infiltrating voice made Yamada Kengo shiver with chills on his back.

Suddenly, the resentful spirit in the red skirt twisted and passed through the protective net, half of its body passed through the cement layer, and went straight downstairs.

"Not good..." Yamada Kengo immediately realized that the ghost in the red dress should have run away from the girl before.

But resentful spirits can ignore physical obstacles, but he can't.

Across the protective net, watching the body of the resentful spirit sink into the wall, there was a hint of despair in his eyes.

After all, is it still impossible to cut off this nightmare?

"Coming."

At this moment, a figure appeared in the stairwell of the rooftop, and threw a triangular rune at the resentful spirit extremely fast.

With Fu Zhi attached, the resentful spirit that was about to disappear completely from the wall was actually isolated by a layer of spiritual power and bounced back.

"Soldiers."

Without giving the resentful spirit a chance to react, the man threw a talisman paper again~www.novelmt.com~ with a roaring sound, and slammed it on the resentful spirit.

Different from the flames ignited by the talisman on Kengo Yamada's body, after the talisman and the resentful spirit were removed, it exploded like a grenade.

The dust fell, and on the floor of the rooftop, only the broken limbs of the resentful spirit in the red dress were left, slowly turning into black smoke and dissipating.

From the rooftop stairwell, an old man with white beard and hair slowly walked out.

"Good... so strong..."

At this moment, Kengo Yamada, who was still climbing on the protective net, was full of shock.

This trembling old man, but in an instant, the terrifying resentful spirit was resolved.

Just why... in this senior's pocket, half of the red lace-edged textile is exposed?

"It's just that I just awakened my inspiration. With a few talismans, do you want to hunt down powerful resentful spirits..."

Looking at Kengo Yamada crawling on the protective net, the old man's eyes showed admiration.

"This courage is very similar to when I was young, Tokimoto Ichiro... boy, are you interested in taking me as a teacher?"

"What?" Yamada Kengo's eyes got a little excited when he heard that the "skilled man" in front of him actually wanted to accept him as his apprentice.

At this moment, the voices of "Just above" and "I must catch him this time" came from the corridor, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Several aunts with thick waists and round shoulders rushed out of the corridor with weapons such as brooms and mops in their hands.

This sanctimonious old man with the look of an expert pointed righteously at Kengo Yamada, who was crawling on the barbed wire, wearing only boxer pants under a windbreaker and showing curly thighs, and spoke righteously to several aunts. Diju report: "The pervert who sneaked into the girls' dormitory to steal underwear is here!"

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