I'm really unnerved in Tokyo

Chapter 603 Declined to bring your own props
"After my investigation, people who have recently experienced the symptoms of 'passing demons' in the Yoshihara area have all reported that they met a woman in ancient costume with a face as white as paper and teeth as black as ink..."

"After being scared away by these women, about four to five days ago, some victims noticed that some strange notes appeared with them..."

"Shortly thereafter, all of them, without exception, showed symptoms of 'passing demons'."

"Wait, wait, according to what you said, the 'Tony' gentleman also met..."

Looking back from Kato Junko's series of "paid content", Araki Sousuke seems to have figured out something.

Isn't that yellow letter paper he found in the trouser pocket of "Donnie-kun" and then burned to ashes at his fingertips, written with a haiku full of lovesickness?
"So, according to Yoshihara's rules, their encounter with the Wraith of the Wandering Girl is regarded as a 'first meeting', and then they will receive a 'token' with some kind of curse, so they will be entangled?"

Abe Temple on the side also understood what the two of them meant.

"Judging from the current situation, it should be like this."

Kato Junko nodded noncommittally.

"So, if we just walk aimlessly on this street, can we find the root cause of those wandering ghosts sending out 'tokens'?"

Looking at the street where there is nothing unusual except for bubble bath shops and bubble bath shops, Abeji felt that he was wasting his time.

"In order to express different degrees of emotion, in addition to the 'letter of longing', 'Yoshihara's keepsake' also has different things such as oaths, severed hair and even severed fingers..."

"Hey, severed fingers is too exaggerated, right? ! 』

When this topic was mentioned, Kato Junko looked at Haoyue in the sky with blurred and longing eyes: "Really, in my opinion, a wandering girl who cuts off her fingers to send love, and my Buddha cuts flesh and feeds eagles, also contains great compassion." Love……"

『Ahem, your way of metaphor, Lord Buddha and the eagle will hug each other and weep when they hear it. 』

"... There are quite a few victims, and it is said that they received something like an oath, so I plan to go to the shrine at the end of this road to have a look."

The oath, in the Edo period, existed like a marriage contract.

Both men and women hold one copy, and the other is kept in the shrine to represent an oath to God.

"Tsk, I still don't believe that this resentful spirit dares to take an oath to go to the shrine. Anyway, there are no other clues for the time being, so let's go and have a look..."

Curling his lips, Araki Sousuke, who felt completely clueless, could only honestly pull Abeji and follow behind Kato Junko.

……

Just as Araki Sousuke and his party went all the way along the main street of the Yoshihara red-light district, five strangely dressed people greeted them at the intersection of the Yoshihara gate.

These few people who couldn't tell their gender, were covered in black robes, and wore masks with strange patterns on their faces, immediately attracted the attention of several "street brothers".

"Hey, some guests..."

After being attacked in the alley and experiencing a "teammate's demon transmission" incident, the tempers of the few men are naturally not very good.

"Because a customer once hurt the masseur with a strange prop that he brought with him, the shop on this street does not welcome serious cosplayers."

"That's right, if you want to go in and play, first store these weird things here."

The man in the lead waved a baseball bat ferociously, and pointed to signs pasted on the door of the store, such as "clothes only for rent in the store", "outlandish clothing is prohibited", and "no PLAY props are allowed".

"Play?"

With the sound of a sweet female voice, the petite black-robed man in the lead turned the mask on his face to one side, lifted the hood on his head, twisted his body and walked towards several men.

"Sorry, we're in a hurry..."

Curved eye corners, long and narrow eyelashes, slightly pouty lips, slanted bangs...

This is a woman with exquisite and small features, so charming that water can drip out.

On the mask hanging obliquely on the side of her head, the weird pattern faintly formed a "Ba", which added a touch of evil charm to her.

"This girl is quite beautiful. Is this store new? Do you want me to take care of your business..."

Looking at her alluring face, the men felt their eyes freeze, their heart beat faster, and the strength in their bodies was draining rapidly, and they couldn't even utter a complete sentence...

"People are not allowed to bring their own...just give me yours."

"Pfft."

The woman passed by with a smile, and the men suddenly felt a chill between their legs.

"Uh...my, my..."

"Uh huh...ahhhhhhhh!"

Then, howling and kneeling, they fell limply in the middle of the road.

Bobo's blood gushed out along the trouser legs of the men...

On the street, people who were attracted by the screams here, no matter men or women, if their eyes fell on the woman's pretty face, they immediately fell to the ground limply like a muscle spasm.

"hiss……"

"What are you doing...ahhhhhhhhhh!"

The woman moved her lotus steps lightly and walked towards the depths of the Yoshihara red-light district. The men who tried to stop her all fell to the ground.

"Pattah, patta..."

Several blood-stained balls were twirled in the palm of the woman like a health ball, and thrown on the dim sidewalk.

Looking carefully through the street lamp, the slightly bouncing meat ball is covered with wrinkles.

"What a waste, hey, can I eat it?"

Following the woman, among the other men in black robes, an immature female voice muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Don't be distracted, follow me, I'm not responsible for getting lost..."

A thick white mist gushed out from the hem of one of the black-robed men, spreading along the street.

"Quick battle, don't waste time, we have only one goal!"

"Before the other guys rush over, get the living sacrifice named by the president..."

"That's right, don't make things too big. If it affects the sacrifice that is about to restart, no one can afford the punishment from the president."

Several people pulled each other's clothes and slowly moved forward in the thicker white mist.

Listening to the voice, these men in black robes seemed to be all women.

"Guru..."

Walking at the end, a short man in black robe reluctantly glanced at the men lying on the ground, and suddenly bowed towards the other side...

"Snapped."

In the dense fog, there was a crisp clap of applause.

"I'm gonna start now……"

A huge black shadow quickly extended from her body, and then retracted like lightning.

"NO.18, what are you doing, dawdling..."

The figures of several men lying on the ground disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you for the hospitality! Come here..."

There is only the chewing sound of "click, click, click", and it gradually drifts away in the white mist.

(End of this chapter)