I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"The unique smell of gunpowder smoke from spiritual bullets... There is also the smell of a spirit remover... Could it be the ninth lesson... But what is this strong **** smell..."

After carefully sensing the breath coming back from the wind, Kotomine Jiro showed a playful smile: "Just right, take you as the head of the 'Hundred Ghost Night Walk', let these guys who haven't come to the world for a long time, aftertaste the blood... …”

"boom!!!"

Before he finished speaking, in the violent crash, a huge object spewed out of the window from the inside of the car...

"what?!"

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the head of a giant toad covered in black abscesses and unable to rest.

"Isn't even the toad that came in the form of a 'complete body' an opponent?"

Kotomine Jiro's smile froze as he looked at the giant head of the dead toad and the smooth section at its neck cut by a sharp object.

The "toad" mentioned in the mouth of the president who is familiar with the "Hundred Ghosts Picture Scroll" is naturally not an ordinary "toad".

The saying that "toads are haunting" was still circulating in the Kurume area until the Meiji era.

It is said that this toad is extremely large and likes to hide under the foundation of the house, causing the occupants to suffer from itching, deafness, hair loss, blindness and other symptoms in the curse of day and night, and eventually die with a toad-like appearance.

Although this kind of ghost's ability sounds absurd, the sinister brutality displayed from the corpses of the tragic and inhuman victims is not something that mere words can present.

The few people who sneaked into the carriage were able to easily kill the toad in a short period of time, slightly exceeding his expectations.

"However, among the hundred ghosts, the toad is only the lowest-end existence. The guys who keep coming on this train are getting stronger and stronger..."

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, three black oil-paper umbrellas with one eye, a huge mouth, and one leg jumped out of the car window and escaped...

In the next second, a slightly curved blood-colored machete pierced out of the car window, piercing the three oil-paper umbrellas as fast as lightning.

Looking at the three giant umbrellas whose wreckage had dissipated, the one-eyed horrified eyes were still there, and the smile at the corner of Kotomine Jiro's mouth froze.

"Even the umbrella demon..."

Umbrella demons, although they are only gregarious monsters who do not enter the mainstream, the strong winds they control are enough to blow ordinary people into the sky, and they are definitely not the ones who run away without a fight.

After a few imperceptible collisions, the commotion in the third-to-last carriage paused for a moment.

Then, several strangely shaped ghost stumps, mixed with red, yellow, blue and green blood, splashed out from the four carriages!

It seems that there is a bloodthirsty storm that shatters everything, spreading little by little from the end of the train!

"In the end...who are they...their purpose..."

As for the identity of the "uninvited guest" in the carriage, Kotomine Jiro became more and more incomprehensible: "Do you want to obliterate the 'container' before the arrival of the 'complete body' in the train, and destroy my 'Hundred Demons Night Festival'? ?"

"Ok?"

A figure in a black robe appeared in his sight without warning, standing quietly at the top of the fourth-to-last carriage.

"Jiro Kotomine..."

A few hundred meters away, under the hood that was not stained with a drop of blood and was as black as new, a pair of blood-colored eyes with monstrous murderous intent pierced through the endless darkness, the chaos of flesh and blood, and the gusts of wind. Minejiro's heart.

Eyes met, the man in black robe pointed at Kotomine Jiro, stretched out his hand and made a silent horizontal stroke on his neck...

"Jie Jie Jie Jie... Although I don't know the reason, this guy seems to be coming for me?"

Kotomine Jiro was stunned for a moment, then he laughed wildly in a twisted and irritable manner: "Yes, yes..."

He has been in a high position for a long time, and naturally he will not be easily provoked by such extreme gestures.

"No one has dared to look at me like this for a long time!"

But from this black-robed man, he felt an inexplicable murderous intent, as if he had become the "prey" targeted by the opponent!

Such "humiliation" is naturally unbearable for the president, who has worked hard for more than ten years, in today's soaring "big day".

Kotomine Jiro smiled and raised his hand, the dark resentment entrenched in his palm, forming a black tornado as slender as a rope: "Tsk, if you don't do it for too long, you will inevitably be looked down upon!"

He was distracted, and the "sacrificial rain" that kept falling on the picture scroll from the top of the car stopped.

"No, I can't stop... It's far from our promised sacrifices and beliefs... This is not enough to rely on the container..."

"Inside the Hundred Ghosts Paintings" under his feet, layer upon layer of hoarse roars of desire and dissatisfaction came out.

"Hundred Demons Night Festival... can't stop! That 'outsider', with the blood of Baigui on his hands, is naturally handled by Baigui! 』

"Okay, that guy, I'll leave it to you... Just let me see the background of your 'Hundred Ghosts'!"

Hearing the voice in the scroll under his feet, Kotomine Jiro's face turned cold, and he scattered the tornado that was growing in his hand: "Don't worry, whether it's human internal organs or fear, I can handle it all today."

The "sacrifice" like rain again poured out of the carriage with the wind and fell onto the picture scroll.

"Did you hear me, everyone? Now, this is not the time to have to look to Shu and choose among others! 』

"Roar!!!!!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!!!"

With the obscure growl ~www.NovelMTL.com~ in the twenty carriages, a powerful grievance permeated simultaneously...

It seems that there are countless unknown existences that are coming like rain!

Ignoring the restlessness in the carriage under his feet, the black-robed man on the roof, who was facing away from Kotomine Jiro, had already moved towards the front of the car...

"So fast……"

With just one step, he teleported across a distance of three carriages!

"Crack!"

However, just as the man in black robe was about to take his second step, the carriage under his feet suddenly broke away from the train in front of him with a crisp sound!

"asshole!!!!"

The man in black robe also reacted very quickly, leaping into the air with one step, trying to use his powerful jumping ability to catch up with the speeding train...

However, there were several ferocious and twisted shadows that sprang out of the carriage under his feet, swarming towards him in midair!

"Jiro Kotomine, the ends of the earth, you can't even run away!"

Following the man's unwilling roar, a sharp blood-colored azure dragon knife stabbed out of the airtight ghost, turning into a red glow and slashing towards Kotomine Jiro several hundred meters away.

"Humph."

Kotomine Jiro snorted coldly, and a pitch-black gust of wind gathered into a wind wall, intertwined in layers in front of the blood blade.

"...?!"

Unexpectedly, the imposing blood-colored blue dragon broke through the wind wall of more than ten layers of meat grinders one after another, was eroded to only a few blood droplets, and still stubbornly rushed past Kotomine Jiro.