I'm really unnerved in Tokyo

Chapter 190 Waterspout of... Wei?

The man wrapped in the night was none other than Kotomine Jiro who rushed over after Uchimura Ryukyu had been dealt with casually.

Behind him, the pitch-black wings made of feathers made of resentment fluttered gently.

Those eagle-like eyes were staring fixedly at the old long knife in Miko's hand on the deck.

"I will bury you here first... and then take those two knives away..."

A violent wind condensed around his body, gradually turning into a small tornado in the palm of his hand.

As he threw it seemingly indifferently, the tiny tornado fell from the air towards the sea below.

A gust of wind blew up on the sea more than 20 meters ahead of the yacht.

In the huge vortex rolled up by the wind, a column of water quickly condensed and rose into the air.

Like a deep blue water dragon, it will soar into the sky by the moonlight, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog.

The water column quickly connected with the dark clouds under the night sky, and while spinning and growing, it moved closer to the ship.

"This is... a waterspout?!"

Seeing the sudden and spectacular scene in front of him, Sousuke Araki, who was sitting at the bow, turned pale immediately.

A waterspout is a columnar waterspout filled with water vapor that occasionally appears on the surface of warm water and rotates rapidly. The internal wind speed can exceed [-] kilometers per hour, making it as dangerous as a tornado.

Due to the fact that waterspout is a severe local weather phenomenon with a very short life history, there is currently no accurate forecast method for it.

With more than half a year of offshore sailing experience, he has observed this kind of celestial phenomenon from a distance, and he is well aware of its dangers.

Since the "waterspout" was generated directly more than 20 meters in front of the bow, Sosuke Araki only had time to grab the life buoy tied with the cable on the ship's side, and threw it to Abeji and Kotori Yumaumi to fix himself.

Now we can only count on this medium-sized yacht to be able to withstand the power of a waterspout of that size ahead.

"Get down, find something to fix yourself!"

The detectives in the cab also responded quickly, and were already trying to turn the bow of the ship, trying to avoid the waterspout ahead at the largest angle.

But the waterspout seemed to be alive, and it seemed to be moving slowly and fast in the direction of the yacht.

In front of the waterspout, which is getting thicker and thicker, carrying the majesty of heaven and earth, a sense of insignificance and powerlessness that cannot resist nature surged into everyone's hearts.

"Teacher Araki, be careful... this is no ordinary waterspout!"

When they got closer, seeing the traces of black air in the raging tornado in front of them, Kotori Yumami yelled loudly at Sousuke Araki, who was fixing himself behind the bow with cables and lifebuoys.

However, no one could hear what she said.

With the sound of violent wind, the waterspout came into contact with the yacht's head.

The first to bear the brunt was Sousuke Araki who was lying on the bow of the boat.

"Uh ah..."

Seeing the high-speed spinning waterspout rushing towards his face, Araki Sousuke, who was shrouded in a strong sense of suffocation, had swollen veins all over his body, clutching the guardrail and lying on the deck, howling in advance like a Spartan warrior about to be whipped up.

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah..."

Then, the moment the devastating waterspout touched the bow of the ship...

It turned into a gentle breeze, blowing on the back of Sousuke Araki who was lying on the ground, and then...

dissipated.

"Eh, that's it?"

Feeling the wind force as if Uncle Mo was blowing his head with a hair dryer, Araki Sousuke raised his head in confusion, and withdrew his exaggerated howl in embarrassment.

The rolled up sea water turned into a torrential rain, pouring on the heads of the bewildered faces.

"How is it possible, who did it, is it in the cabin..."

Under the night sky, Kotomine Jiro stared wide-eyed, watching the violent waterspout dissipate in the breeze and drizzle, showing an unbelievable expression.

"There is such a powerful spirit remover sitting on this ship, no wonder those two guys fell."

After glancing back and forth between the few people on the deck who didn't look like masters, he gritted his teeth, flapped his wings and disappeared into the night.

……

The next day, Nagoya, Daiichi Red Cross Hospital.

"Mr. Araki, let's come in."

Early in the morning, carrying a bag of food and wearing a dress, the little bird Yumami knocked respectfully on the door of the ward, and walked in carefully.

Behind her is Mochizuki Ayano, wearing a small dress, with big dark circles under her eyes, and "Don't bother me if I haven't slept all night" written on her face.

Behind the curtain, on the white hospital bed, the quilt was tightly wrapped into a ball, as if Araki Sousuke was sleeping soundly inside...

Seeing this vaguely familiar scene, Mochizuki Ayano had a black line on her forehead.

"This guy, could it be..."

She stepped forward without hesitation, and deftly lifted the quilt on the hospital bed.

"Sure enough... have you slipped out again?"

Under the quilt, there were still three fluffy pillows.

"Hey~ I thought it would be the lady nurse who took the temperature... Ahh, the one with bear stripes and the other one is light pink..."

A man's disappointed voice came from under the bed.

In the terrified eyes of the two girls...

Like a ghost coming out of a cage, half a suspicious golden head slowly came out from under the bed.

It was Sousuke Araki.

The place where he probed out was extremely precise, and it was right under the skirts of the two of them.

"Teacher Araki!!!"

"Ahhhhhh, you pervert..."

Mochizuki Ayano ran away in an instant, covering the hem of her skirt, and her high heels stomped on the little golden oily head.

……

"Mr. Araki, it's too cold to sleep on the floor, it's not good for the recovery of the wound..."

"It hurts... HurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrupdrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrA, but the taste of udon noodles in Nagoya is different, and the soup is so rich..."

Sitting on the bed, Sousuke Araki, who had bandages on his arms, a bruised nose and a swollen face, looked more seriously injured than last night, was eating Nagoya's special miso udon noodles brought to him by Kotoriyu Miko with an aggrieved face.

People in Nagoya always say: "Life is [-]% udon and [-]% Kishimen."

Nagoya’s miso udon noodles use earthen pots to boil fish soup, meat and other ingredients into a concentrated broth, then add soul bean miso, put udon noodles and various vegetables, and finally add an egg after the pot is opened , turn off the fire.

Because of its strong taste and strong soup flavor, it is very popular among Nagoya people.

"Really, how can you beat the wounded? It was just an accident just now. What I wanted to see was the sexy, mature, beautiful nurse sister's fringe or T-shaped... not the naive style of a little girl like you..."

"Shut up! That doesn't change the fact that you're a perverted voyeur! Really, Mayumi-chan, please say a few words, even if he saved your life, you can't indulge this perverted deceptive behavior..."

When a certain "keyword" was mentioned, Mochizuki Rinnai ran away again angrily.

"Just now I didn't notice Mr. Araki hiding under the bed at all. Could it be that this is some kind of concealed training... It's just... We are not little girls anymore!"

The little bird You Mayumi, who was originally holding a notebook to record something, also blushed and echoed absent-mindedly when he heard the words.

"That's not the point at all, is it?"

Seeing that she didn't blame her at all, Mochizuki Ayano could only helplessly turn her head and look out of the window beside her.

Who told this guy on the hospital bed to be a lone hero who ran for hundreds of kilometers, single-handedly challenged the half-demon, rescued two hostages, and regained his grievances.

(End of this chapter)