I'm really unnerved in Tokyo

Chapter 281

"I'm really impatient. Now that I know Your Excellency's strength, I don't dare to try to suppress it with guns..."

Facing Siena's sudden attack, Kazuo Amanto didn't seem to care, and didn't even take a step back.

"...However, the 'Arsenal of the Holy Light' that does not carry any firearms is no different from a toothless tiger."

Through the moonlight, it can be clearly seen that standing in front of Kazuo Amado is a middle-aged man holding a pair of swords, stepping on clogs, wearing a kimono, and with long hair tied behind his head.

"That's right, you can resist my double swords with your body... Hey, Kazuo, when you came here, you only said 'the last wish' is to protect you until the end of this transaction, but you didn't mention dealing with this inhuman guy... "

The middle-aged man dressed as a samurai held two swords in front of him, turned his head and complained to Kazuo Amado.

But looking at his calm face, it seems that he didn't pay much attention to the extraordinary strength shown by Siena.

If Abeji was here, he would be able to recognize this person as Matsumoto Ginji, the first-class teacher Niten who visited Tokyo not long ago.

"Well, I can ask you, a thousand-thousand-person, to fulfill the promise of the year. Naturally, the opponent can't be too boring, right..."

Kazuo Amendo adjusted his tie kindly, and raised his wrist to check the time: "Although there is a holy light protection, but after swimming for so long, Father Siena must be a little hungry..."

A faint sense of hunger shrouded Siena's body at some unknown time, causing him to show a surprised expression.

The power of hunger god.

"How is it possible... I have always been possessed by the Holy Light..."

"I'm sorry, because the information in your head and this precious item are all ordered by the superiors to be taken back...so I had no choice but to contaminate the food and water in the plane with blood...I heard that, Father, you are also famous in private. What about gourmets?"

The old god Kazuo Tento was on the ground looking at Siena whose complexion was gradually turning pale.

Siena didn't speak anymore, and rushed towards him again with a whip kick after the afterimage.

The only way to break the game at this time is to defeat the caster in front of him and cut off the source of the spell.

However, in the hands of Matsumoto Ginji, Izumi Mori Fujiwara Kanesada and Hakari Kuni Yasuna were as impenetrable as a gust of wind, continuously blocking his fists and feet with holy light.

"It smells so bloody. In terms of sword skills alone, you can be said to be the strongest person I have ever seen...Aren't you going to fight back?"

Feeling the powerful force of the sword's shock, Siena took a slight breath.

He could naturally see that there was no obvious resentment or spiritual power in this warrior.

Could it be that, with a mortal body, this person has tempered a strength that is only slightly inferior to his own strengthened by the holy light.

What caught Siena the most was the strong smell of blood that the other party inadvertently emanated.

You know, I have been in the Middle East for the past ten years, but I have fought through the mountains of corpses and blood in the pagan wars.

Where did this samurai who appeared in the peaceful country of Japan accumulate so much blood debt?
"To each other, I just spent some years wasting more than ordinary people...Your Excellency is weak at the moment, and I don't have the habit of taking advantage of duels."

Matsumoto Ginji's sword looks round and watery, but in fact it is full of killing intent, but he has no intention of counterattacking, but stands in front of Kazuo Tento to block Siena's attack.

As the two continued to fight, Matsumoto Ginji protected Kazuo Amado with powerful sword skills and a pair of swords that were not like ordinary iron. Siena, who was haunted by the "power of the hungry god" and consumed a lot of spiritual power Unable to break through.

"Hey... is this forbidden land in Japan really not under the protection of the Lord?"

With the continuous depletion of spiritual and physical strength, the faint sense of hunger in Siena's body became more and more intense, and his vision began to blur...

……

Akihabara, Takashimaya main store.

"Crack...knock..."

Mai Hanyu walked in the crowded shopping mall, and from time to time she took out the miniature SLR in her pocket, and took sneak shots of the street scenes on both sides at a speed comparable to that of professional paparazzi.

Today, she didn't wear the white coat she usually wears, but dressed in a capable little suit and skirt, with slender legs wrapped in shiny black silk and a proud bust, which directly increased the rate of turning heads by 1000%.

Many passing men unfortunately ran into street lamps, trash cans, guardrails, glass doors, fire hydrants, bayonets, fencing and other strange things.

"Hey, Miss Hanyu, we are very suspicious of what you are doing. The security guards over there are watching."

Araki Sousuke, whose right hand was obviously thicker than his left, followed behind her, reminding him in a low voice.

In Japan, there are quite strict regulations on photography in public places. Strictly speaking, it is not allowed to take pictures of other people's faces or the inside of shops without permission.

"Is it still not working? Is it because the popularity around here makes the hidden energy field life forms avoid it automatically? Or is it that the 'saliva' version of the experimental model cannot reach the 'same frequency state'?"

Ignoring his warning at all, Mai Hanyu looked at the unremarkable photos in the camera, and then took out another lens with the label "Blood (a lot)" from the bag on Araki Sousuke's back replaced it.

"Ahhh... I knew it, how could it be an ordinary shopping trip and overtime work..."

Looking at Mai Hanyu who was "obsessed with research", Sousuke Araki, who was a "research assistant", covered his head and sighed.

Days after escaping from Mount Fuji that day, the two were taken to the hospital.

Thanks to Sosuke Araki's "human flesh rewarming" in a timely manner, Mai Hanyu only had mild frostbite and recovered quickly.

It was himself who checked out some slight fractures in his right arm.

However, since the injury was not at the joint, the injury was not serious, and it only needed two weeks of light plaster bandages to fix it slightly.

This doesn't affect the movement of his arms, it's just that it's more troublesome to take a bath, and the already thick right arm looks even thicker.

Well, it's not surprising that many people's right arms are thicker than their left arms.

Mai Hanyu didn't seem to have much memory of the "human flesh rewarming" that night in the snow mountain, and Araki Sousuke naturally chose not to talk about it, and the two reached a fairly tacit understanding.

The only difference is that since then, Araki Sousuke will not be corrected if he calls the other party "Sister Hanyu".

"Well, let's wait until the streets that are a little empty and try again... Come today, there are still some things that can be done by the way..."

Seeing the vigilant gaze cast by the security uncle in the shopping mall, with a thick skin like Hanyu Mai, he had no choice but to put away the camera.

The "rich woman" Mai Hanyu, who survived the catastrophe and made a breakthrough in her research, simply dragged Sosuke Araki to the street "by the way" in a good mood.

She wears a white coat and a professional suit 360 days a year, and she doesn't seem to have any special requirements or interests in clothing on weekdays.

Anyway, according to Sousuke Araki, no matter what clothes he wears, the strong (38F) is always strong.

"Hey, Mayumi-chan, look over there, isn't that the owner who sold Taiyaki at the shrine last time?"

Just as Araki Sousuke was wandering around various shops behind Mai Hanyu, the eyes of the two girls on the first floor downstairs of the mall focused on him through the hollowed-out atrium.

(End of this chapter)