Tokyo Ghost Diary

In the evening, the streets of Tokyo are still crowded with pedestrians...or it should be said that precisely because it is evening, the metropolis of Tokyo begins to truly turn its dense gears, revealing its congestion and prosperity to the world.

And when there are more people, the various aspects of the world are more fully reflected. In the bustling shopping streets, men and women dressed in exquisite or fashionable clothes are shopping and strolling, talking and laughing. Under the towering office buildings, people who are about to work overtime are The social animals were hurriedly looking for a place to have dinner.

But just a few hundred meters away, at the entrance of a dark alley, a siege that was separate from those bustling scenes was going on.

A group of young men dressed in arrogant manners used sticks, fists and kicks, accompanied by unbearable curses, and countless blows were poured on a young man with a sinister face.

The young man fell to the ground holding his head. Even though he was beaten to a bloody head, his eyes were still fierce, like a wild beast that would choose someone to bite at any time.

I don’t know how many times I was beaten until the ground and walls were covered with mottled bloodstains from the young man. The young man himself stopped moving even a little bit. Only then did the group of arrogant young people leave one after another amid a burst of laughter and curses.

People were coming and going outside the alley, but no one stopped because of the tragic situation of the young man in the alley. Most people didn't even notice the person walking in the dimly lit alley. Some people noticed it, but they were afraid that things would speed up. Footsteps leave.

The sun in the sky was gradually swallowed up by the horizon, and the pedestrians passing by the alley gradually became sparse. When the few afterglows shining in the alley were completely extinguished, and the boy was about to merge with the darkness in the alley, a girl-like figure passed by. When she arrived at the entrance of the alley, she didn't notice the scene in the alley at first. After all, it was very dark there and she couldn't see anything.

But just as she reached the center of the alley, the street light came on.

The dim light shone on the young man's scarred body, dispersing some of the deep darkness. The girl finally noticed the scene in the alley, so she stopped.

With obvious hesitation, she walked carefully to the boy, bent down, stretched out her hand to push the boy's body: "Are you...are you okay?"

The young man, who didn't know whether he was unconscious or asleep, opened his eyes. The ferocity on his face was only slightly restrained when he saw that the person squatting in front of him was a strange girl.

The girl asked in a low voice: "Do you need me to call the police or an ambulance for you?"

The girl is not particularly beautiful. If 10 points is a perfect score, then she is at most a 70-point ordinary beauty. However, wearing a white dress and white shoes, she has a very pure temperament, which makes people look at her. I felt she was very clean.

The sinister boy stared at the girl for a long time, and finally he shook his head slightly.

The girl looked down at the time on her phone. When she looked up again, her face looked a little anxious. It seemed that she had something to do urgently.

But looking at the scarred boy lying in front of her, the girl said with some distress: "Then do you need any help? Call a taxi to take you home or something..."

The young man still shook his head.

The girl looked at the time on her phone for the second time, took a breath, took out a handkerchief from her bag and put it in front of the boy's face: "Then here is this for you, at least wipe your face a little, I'm sorry. I'm going to be late for work, bye."

She got up, hurriedly left the alley, and ran towards a splendid building not far away. The name on the building was "Lechao". Whether you look at the name or the architectural shape, what people can think of is Only places like bars or nightclubs.

The young man lay on the ground for a long time before slowly sitting up with his hands on the ground. He drooped his head and picked up the white handkerchief on the ground.

The handkerchief is very clean and simple, without any prints or patterns. Only the lower left corner of the handkerchief has a name embroidered with thin black thread: Moritani Tsukiko.

The young man stared at the name for a while, then slowly raised his hand and covered his face with a handkerchief and wiped it gently. There was a very good aroma on the handkerchief. This smell made the young man's already dead heart beat slightly. A bit more intense.

After a while, he put down his handkerchief and looked at the nightclub called "Le Chao" for a long, long time——

......

The night wind swept through the dust all over the sky, and the mountain had disappeared, replaced by a huge mess of potholes.

In the pit, Asaba Shinichi was holding Murasame in his hands and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. Hoshino Gen was leaning on Kikuichi Monji Norimune, kneeling on one knee, and his chest was heaving violently.

They fought all afternoon, from the time when the sun was shining to when the moon was high in the sky. The mountains were beaten into big craters and the people were exhausted. But so far, they still couldn't tell the winner.

"Huh...huh...I said, Hoshino, do you still have the strength? I...I can't do it anymore. If you still have the strength...huh...then I will admit defeat!" Asaha Shinichi collapsed on the ground. While panting heavily, he asked loudly and intermittently towards Gen Hoshino.

Hoshino Gen didn't reply. He just took out two talismans from his waist. It didn't take much effort to activate these things.

When Qian Yuxin saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely: "Fuck!"

After cursing, he let go of the demon sword in his hand and lay down directly on the ground. The demon sword disappeared into the shadow under him. Asaha Shinichi looked at the clear night sky and shouted loudly: "I surrender!"

Hoshino Gen's hand, Kikuichi Monji Norimune, turned into light and returned to his wrist along with the black clothes on his body. He also sat down on the ground, supported his body with his hands, and looked up at the extraordinarily clean starry sky today.

......

On the helicopter, Gen Hoshino and Shinichi Asaba sat side by side in front of the cabin door, with their legs hanging in the air.

The night wind, accompanied by the high-altitude air currents, blew the hair and clothes of the two people loudly.

Asaba Shinichi looked down at his phone, while Hoshino Gen turned his head and looked at the Tokyo night view in the distance that was getting closer and closer.

"Hey, Hoshino."

Asaha Shinichi suddenly turned off his cell phone and called Hoshino Gen.

His voice was not loud, and he was on a helicopter with the door open, but the extremely noisy airflow sound did not prevent Hoshino Gen from hearing Asaba Shinichi's voice.

"You have something to say." Hoshino Gen said calmly.

"Do you have any plans when you return to Tokyo later?"

Hoshino Yuan glanced at him without saying anything.

Asaba Shinichi continued: "If you are okay, I will take you somewhere."

Hoshino Yuan frowned and looked at him: "Where?"

Asaha Shinichi grinned and said, "You'll know when you get there, it's definitely a good place."

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ps: I am at my aunt's house now, and then my cousin suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized, which delayed the update a bit. Please don't blame me, brothers.