I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 125 The Forgotten Person
"Qianxue sauce, shall we go back?"

At the corner of the stairs of the dilapidated old house, two female high school students explored with the lights of their mobile phones late at night. This two-story one-family building that has been idle since the 70s has been rumored to be haunted a long time ago.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you bring up the topic of courage testing? How can there be ghosts in this world? It's all just urban legends."

The taller Qianxue obviously didn't believe in the theory of gods and ghosts, and insisted on going up the stairs desperately, but when she led the way on the second floor of the rattling wooden plank, her whole body froze instantly.

"what happened?"

Ayako, who was less courageous, followed curiously. At the end of the corridor on the second floor, there stood a woman with disheveled hair, her face was pale, and she was slowly drifting over.

"Ahhh!"

The two yelled at the same time, and Ayako dragged Qianxue and fled down the stairs in a hurry. Fortunately, the woman's movement speed was not fast, so they ran out of the haunted house.

"It's really a ghost!"

"It's all your fault, don't run away, go to the shrine tomorrow to pray for disaster relief."

The two people who ran while talking disappeared from the perspective of the window on the second floor, and two white shadows, one tall and one short, gradually faded away from the broken glass.

"Huh? Haunted?"

After entering Waseda for more than a month, the trouble came up again. Fujii looked at Rin Kamiya who provided the news. He had come into contact with such things as dead souls before. He was not a person with strong obsession or resentment during his lifetime. There are no dead souls, and most of them will gradually disappear, not affecting human beings.

"It's near Shinjuku. Zhou Quping asked his uncle to ask us to deal with it. The reward is 400 million yen, half for each person."

Rin Kamiya said solemnly that this was the first time she and Fujii Shu took the initiative to help the government deal with the crisis, although it was a small matter with extremely low priority.

"Then go and have a look, maybe it's the same as those two in the studio last time?"

Fujii tree took over the task, and after a second thought, did the 200 million yen remuneration come from Shigure, a Zashiki boy who can attract money? Generally, the monthly salary of islanders can be 30 yen, which is not bad, 200 million Yen is not a small amount of money.

After the last Chinese class in the afternoon, Fujii took out the sword-wielding knife and the knife-holding certificate from the apartment. The island country’s blunderbuss sword management law restricts this sharp weapon to the street, and it is convenient to go out with the relevant certificates. with it.

Kamiya Rin did not carry a weapon, it was just a general incident, and it was enough for one person to carry a weapon.

A high-end Mercedes-Benz car was parked on the side of the road, and the two got off the car through the back door. A detached single-family house stood in a remote corner. The iron fence of the courtyard gate was rusted and broken, and weeds were tenacious from the cracks in the bricks. Squeeze out to grow, the whole reveals a feeling of desolation and coldness, most people will never go in casually.

"A few days ago, someone called the police, saying that they encountered a ghost inside, but they didn't suffer any harm. It should be something like an earthbound spirit."

Kamiya Rin magically took out a small stick from the back of his clothes, with two long knots tied on the top of it. Miko usually uses this tool to clean the dust of the shrine.

Anyway, seriously, can this kind of thing come in handy?
Fujii tree was unable to complain, and after getting along for a long time, sometimes he could discover the nonsensical side of this flower of Gaoling.

"Squeak--!"

Pushing open the rusted iron door, there was a piercing noise, Fujii Shu held a knife in front, and the two entered the courtyard.

In the small courtyard, there are two simple wooden horses, which have been soaked by the rain. The yellowish white wall is covered with abstract paintings of children. From the perspective of atmosphere, it is very suitable for shooting ghost movies. Yes, no filter needed.

The gate of the two-storey one-household building was not locked, and Fujii directly opened it, his eyes were still unaffected in the dark, activated by the yin and yang pupils of the cat and monster, there was indeed a faint breath of dead souls in the house.

After searching the room on the next floor, and seeing nothing unusual, Fujii and Rin Kamiya stepped up the creaking wooden stairs to the second floor.

"Giggle!"

At the end of the corridor on the second floor, a woman in white climbed out, her hair was disheveled, and her face could not be seen clearly. With a frightening sound coming from her throat, she turned her head and approached slowly.

Facing this classic scene in horror movies, Fujii stepped forward and grabbed the woman's long hair, and lifted her up.

"Huh?! Aren't you afraid? I'm a ghost!"

The woman's face is very young, about the age of middle school, not so much a woman, it is more appropriate to describe it as a girl.

"It's you who should be afraid, right? I'm the one who deals with you guys. There's another one, come out."

Fujii tree let go of his hand, maybe his arrogance frightened the dead souls, and a six or seven-year-old boy walked out from the door of the room on the second floor. The two dead souls were thirteen or fourteen years old and six or seven , was a minor before his death, his skin was pale, and his whole body exuded a icy aura.

"Do you need me to do it? Soon."

Shen Gulin behind him waved the dust removal knot, and the two dead souls immediately knelt down and sat down on the ground, begging.

"Please let Kenta go, it's all my fault."

"Please let Sister Yuko go, it's all my fault."

At first they spoke in unison, as if they had been rehearsing.

"If you want to be forgiven, then tell the truth, why do you stay here?"

Seeing that they had no intention of doing anything, Fujii saw that their aura was relatively peaceful, and began to communicate.

"That's a long story..."

The elder sister, Yuko, recalled the long time ago, and the memory of that period is a bit fuzzy.

It was raining in the yard outside the house, and the night was pitch black. The drenched woman held a flashlight and pushed open the courtyard door that was concealed.

"Welcome home, Mom, you are lucky."

Yuko, wearing a sailor school uniform, quickly handed over a towel. They are a single-parent family. Their father owed foreign debts a few years ago, and abandoned their mother Harumi Yoshimura, younger brother Kenta, and herself in the second grade of junior high school. The living conditions at home are not as good as ever. One day, Yoshimura Harumi, who was re-employed, worked part-time at a convenience store to make ends meet.

"I brought a bento that is about to expire from the store. It can be eaten after heating it up. Go and call my brother."

Harumi Yoshimura, who was soaking wet, held a few boxes of bento in her arms, and dried her body and hair with a towel. Only the living room was lit, and Kenta, who just started elementary school, was doing homework. The TV was broken and hadn’t been touched for a long time. Poverty is the truest adjective for this family.

"I'm gonna start now."

After heating up the bento, the family sat at the table and enjoyed it. Although it was simple and cheap food, they all tasted it with gusto.

"Well, why don't I go to school? My brother's tuition is also quite high. If I'm so stupid, I'm sure I won't be able to get into a good high school."

After the meal, Yuko hesitated to express her thoughts. Relying on her mother to do odd jobs alone cannot support the expenses of two people going to school at the same time. She is in school, and her life is not easy because of poverty.

"It's okay, Mom, I'll still live on. You must study hard and just repay your mother when you grow up."

Harumi Yoshimura squeezed out a haggard look, and Yuko nodded obediently without retorting.

Although the days were difficult, they passed day by day, until one day, mother Yoshimura Harumi did not come back all night.

Yuko and his younger brother Kenta turned on the lights and waited all night. They searched the neighborhood a few times in the morning, and even went to a part-time job convenience store a few kilometers away to ask the clerk.

"Miss Yoshimura went back on time last night, do you want to call the police?"

They rejected other people's kindness, and passed by their mother's way to and from get off work all the way, and found a red hairpin at a corner.

Yuko and Kenta picked up the bottle and saved up money to give this card to their mother. Now they are lying silently on the side of the road, soaked in sewage. Yuko looked at his sad brother, picked up the card, took his hand, and went home.

"Sister, does mother not want us?"

Kenta was more mature than the average boy, and he only spoke after returning home, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, and his voice was not as vigorous as before.

"No, we'll wait for her at home. Mom won't give up on us."

Yuko actually doesn’t believe what she said to comfort her younger brother. Harumi Yoshimura is only in her 30s. If you are single, it is definitely easier to find a partner than to carry a bottle of oil. After more than a year of hard life, it is normal to not be able to persist.

In the days that followed, my memory was completely blurred, I only felt hungry and cold, and in that winter, I was finally relieved.

After listening to Yuko's story, Fujii tree let out a long sigh. I didn't expect the plot in this bitter drama to happen in reality. Although his uncle Amami Takuma was sometimes unreliable, when he had a car accident a few years ago, he resolutely carried it. Lifting heavy burdens, even thought about going back to the old business and leaving the house to go to work.

"Where did you find this card issuer?"

Rin Kamiya was used to seeing everything, took the issued card and asked questions.

Yuko said a place name, and Fujii also realized that the end of the hairpin was broken, and he would not use such force when throwing something away.

They bid farewell to Yuko and Kenta for the time being, and walked to the corner where they found the hairpin. In the sight that ordinary people can't see, a woman in a floral dress knelt on the ground, whispering in her mouth.

"Please everyone, take me home, Yuko and Kenta are still waiting for me."

That night, Yoshimura Harumi was hit by a car and died, and the hairpin fell to the ground. The driver took her body away for disposal in order to evade responsibility, but the ghost stayed behind.

Every time she read a sentence, Yoshimura Harumi smacked her head, but the sound she made was still unknown, and she was moving in vain.

"We can't help her now, we need to use rituals to attract the soul."

Kamiya Rin held Fujii Shu, she has a solution, even though it is a big project.

please.

Fujii Shu didn't speak, but conveyed his thoughts with his eyes. There are too many sufferings in the world that he can't help, but he still wants to help as much as he can.

"The so-called soul-inducing is a way to transfer the bound souls. Shrines with real gods have inheritance. During the process of soul-inducing, I must concentrate on the ritual. During the process, we will temporarily enter another space and be coveted by the ghosts of the dead. You have to protect me."

On the car heading to Yubai Shrine, Kamiya Rin explained the precautions for attracting souls. What Fujii thought, he took an amulet made of a five-yen coin from his neck. characters make no difference.

"This is?"

Rin Kamiya took the five-yen amulet and felt the warm touch, and the breath of a bad god filled it.

"The talisman of the God of Night Fighter, you can use it to summon this god. He should be quite powerful, and the price is only [-] yen for the appearance fee, which is more cost-effective."

After listening to Fujii Shu's introduction, Kamiya Rin was inexplicably disappointed. She swallowed her next sentence. She originally wanted to take the opportunity to let someone accept the temporary semi-demonization of Yubai Damingshen's blood. Otherwise, how could she care about this? It's just 200 million yen per person for such a nosy matter, it's not worth risking your life.

He secretly glanced at Fujii Shu, and ignored him until he got off the car and reached the foot of the shrine mountain.

"wait for me."

Rin Kamiya entered the main house of Yubai Shrine alone, Fujii Shu waited outside, and after a while threw out a fluffy Shinnosuke, he caught it in his arms and put it down.

"Really, the sweet sound of sleep drove me out."

Shinnosuke seemed to be completely unafraid of Rin Kamiya. He put his hands on his hips angrily, and when he saw a figure appearing behind the white paper window, he was so scared that he hid behind Fujii's heels.

"Okay, let's go, and bring this guy with us."

Rin Kamiya, a shrine maiden dressed in a red hakama and white clothes, has another katana sword pinned to her waist, holding a string of golden bells in her hand, her long hair tied up with white linen, and her lips parted with rouge and lipstick. .

Fujii picked up Shinnosuke who wanted to escape, and put it under his arm. Normal people couldn't see it anyway, so it didn't matter if he carried it.

We set off in Miss Kamiya's Mercedes-Benz. Since April, this lady didn't seem to care that the shrine was discovered, and promised Shinnosuke a lot of snacks along the way. Maybe in the eyes of the female driver, she is a schizophrenic. ?
The car stopped at the corner road, and was ordered by Rin Kamiya to stay away. Fujii held the five-yen coin amulet in his palm and silently called Yato's name.

In a corner of Tokyo, a drunk man in sportswear was lying on the side of the asphalt road, suddenly got up excitedly, and went into an empty alley beside him.

"Whoever summons the benevolent and generous Yato God, the appearance fee of [-] yen must not be less."

In the blink of an eye, Yato, who appeared out of nowhere, completely lost his drink, grabbed the half-empty sake bottle, and appeared carelessly. The last time Taixu didn't pay back his [-] million yen, these days are difficult.

Normally, he doesn't wear a kimono, and his strength is not bad among the big monsters, enough to handle daily commissions.

"Let me just say, it's on call, and the price is quite cheap." Fujii Shu proudly said to Kamiya Rin, pointing at Yato who appeared.

"Hey, this guest, please respect me, I am a god."

Yato responded with some disdain, picked up Shinnosuke on the ground, and used it to wipe the foam from the corner of his mouth.

"You bastard, Ba Ga Ba Ga!"

Shinnosuke broke away as if escaping, staying away from this kind of human scum, and making a guy with this personality a god, is it really reliable?Fifty thousand yen is enough for it to buy a lot of snacks, why not give it all to Mr. Shinnosuke, and he will contribute more, instead of being an atmosphere group every time he strokes the water.

"Hey, this is [-] yen, please take care of me this time."

Fujii handed over the cash, and the brand-new banknotes were printed with the island country educator Fukuzawa Yukichi, exuding the fragrance of ink.

(End of this chapter)