I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Hearing the professor's words, Yamada Kengo stood up stiffly with a black face like a prisoner about to be executed.

Of course I knew there was no "person" in the first row.

In his eyes, in the empty seats in the first row, several gray and white female figures sat neatly, looking at the old professor "thirsty for knowledge".

This is when the old professor entered the door before, he followed him in.

Walking to the side of those gray and white figures who were standing still, Yamada Kengo's forehead was covered with fine sweat.

All at once, those gray and white figures turned their heads and smiled at him.

It was a few "female classmates" with white faces and red lips, like flowers and jade.

There is nothing wrong with it except that the skin and flesh of the whole body are rotten and a lot of bones are exposed.

Under the professor's urging gaze, Yamada Kengo bit the bullet and sat down.

He sat on the steps of the classroom.

"Ahahaha, I twisted my waist yesterday during a club activity, so I can't sit in a chair with a backrest."

Seeing the strange eyes of the people around him, Kengo Yamada laughed exaggeratedly.

Happy philosophy class time is always fleeting.

With a strange look, Kengo Yamada, who managed to get out of class, quickly fled the classroom.

"Damn... Can I never go back to my normal life for the rest of my life?"

He ran to the toilet in one breath and closed the compartment door.

Leaning his back against the door, he managed to calm down a little.

He has been under a lot of mental stress recently, and he has some constipation.

Sitting on the toilet, he dialed someone's phone while working hard.

"Senior Araki? Uh... I need to discuss with you about the fact that I can see dirty things... What? You went to Kamakura yesterday and stayed up all night fighting with giant snakes. Now you are trying to catch up on sleep. I'll figure it out myself? Wait..."

Before he finished speaking, a busy tone of "beep beep" came from the phone.

How can I solve it myself.

Thinking of this, Kengo Yamada touched his chest, feeling a little more at ease.

There, there was a thick stack of talisman paper next to her body.

That night, it was the fire from the talisman paper that drove the female ghost away and saved his life.

Just when he settled down and was trying to release himself on the toilet, a bluish-white, blood-stained hand slowly stretched out from under the partition.

"Normal, normal..."

Yamada Kengo stared at his mobile phone, exerting strength silently, not daring to turn his eyes away.

"Is there... paper...?"

Don't talk, it's too noisy.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the hand slowly explored, extending longer and longer, almost touching the tip of his nose.

A wisp of black air lingered on the arm in front of him.

According to the witch, this thing was different from what he had seen this morning.

It's something called a "wraith".

"If you see a wraith with black resentment, you must run away immediately."

Miko's earnest words still echoed in his ears.

But I was released to a critical moment, and Xiao He just showed her sharp corners, how could I "run away immediately".

"Is there... paper...?"

The thing spoke again.

This time... the voice came from above.

Yamada Kengo looked up.

In the gap above the toilet partition, at some point, there was a middle-aged man's face lingering in blackness, squatting crookedly there, looking at him with a smile.

"You...see...you can...see...me..."

Brother, your hands are clearly on the bottom, but your head is on top. This is unscientific.

Kengo Yamada, male, 21 years old, is facing the second major crisis in his life.

...

"Normal heart, flat... flat your sister!"

Facing the wraith, sitting on the toilet, constipated for many days, and finally felt a little bit, Yamada Kengo, who was released at a critical moment and had nowhere to escape, ran away.

"You perverted voyeur wants paper, don't you want paper, take it, take it all..."

He took out a stack of talisman papers from his pocket and put them in the hand beside him.

The talisman immediately ignited a flame.

The flame followed the hand and burned all the way to the other side of the partition.

The man above the partition, howling in pain, slowly dissipated into black smoke.

Seeing the wraith howling in the firelight, Yamada Kengo curled up a strange smile.

Then, as the wraith turned into black smoke and dissipated, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter...

"Plop...crash".

The depression of many days was finally released.

...

In the middle of the night, with the moon on the branches, the Shibuya University of Economics campus was pitch black.

A strange man wearing a hooded T-shirt, a windbreaker, and a long bag on his back sneaked out of the dormitory building.

It was Kengo Yamada.

He stood on the playground with a serious face and held his breath watching a figure running along the runway in the distance.

It was the ghost of the man with the javelin hanging from his belly who had jogged with him that morning.

"After so many years of running, I'm quite tired."

According to the witch, although these spirits did not become resentful spirits, they stayed in the world because of the obsession in their hearts.

It only takes one opportunity to become a wraith.

Their time, from the moment of death, has stagnated.

Yamada Kengo nervously took out a training wooden sword from the long bag behind him.

Different from ordinary wooden swords, this wooden sword for training is densely covered with a layer of yellow talisman paper.

Seeing that the man was about to run to his side, Kengo Yamada took a deep breath and held the sword in his hand.

Kendo practice, the most important thing is to be normal.

Holding the sword in his hand, all the tension, anxiety, hesitation and uncertainty in his heart turned into firmness.

"Congratulations, you have reached the finish line and won the first place in this competition."

Saying so, the bamboo sword in Yamada Kengo's hand slashed out, facing the waist of the running man like a finish line.

Immediately, one of the talisman papers on the bamboo sword ignited, burning the man to death.

"Senior Araki's talisman is really effective, it is worthy of being produced by Asakusa Shrine..."

Gently wiping the sweat off his forehead, Kengo Yamada retracted the bamboo sword to his waist like a peerless swordsman, and left with a resolute expression.

Kendo Department activity room.

Yamada Kengo took out the excuse "something was missed" to find the key that Taishi Kusunoki wanted, and opened the locker.

"Help..."

"I'm here to save you, you must be very desperate to be locked inside."

He stabbed the man squatting inside with his sword.

As the flames burned, the world fell silent.

student cafeteria.

Yamada Kengo sneaked in through the window.

“The food in the cafeteria is always delicious!”

Saying so, he jumped up high and swung his sword at the woman hanging from the ceiling.

As for the group of "relatives and friends" behind the professor of philosophy, he didn't intend to hinder other people's family from celebrating.

"Astringent classics big environmental purification campaign".

This is a battle that belongs to Kengo Yamada alone.

Seeing a spirit being freed under his sword, the fear in Kengo Yamada's heart gradually decreased, but it gave him an extremely exciting pleasure.

After sweeping around the school, it was almost midnight.

Having consumed nearly ten talisman papers, he embarked on his way back to the dormitory with great satisfaction.

Passing downstairs of the girls' dormitory, he subconsciously looked up.

On that day, he accidentally ran into the dance of the woman on the balcony, which completely changed the trajectory of his life.

In the middle of the night, there would naturally be no one on the balcony of the girls' dormitory.

Seeing the empty balcony, Yamada Kengo subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, his gaze suddenly focused on a corner of the rooftop of the girls' dormitory.

There, at an unknown time, a woman in a long red dress stood quietly.