Under the headlights of the six locomotives, Sousuke Araki, who was strangely dressed and had three cigarettes in his mouth, turned against the lights with a gloomy expression, his brow and the tip of his nose furrowed together, and he was constantly spewing smoke outward.

"Brother Araki, are these three guys?"

Standing behind Sosuke Araki, a man in the same strange costume asked.

"Just a few of you, dare to make trouble for Brother Araki?"

"It's so bad that I come out in the middle of the night to cosplay, and I must torture these boys to death."

Several other men followed suit.

"Just a convenience clerk, do you think that if you call three more people, our 'Gonggao Dragon Group' will be afraid?"

Perhaps it was the weapon in their hands that gave them courage, and the two behind Natsume Kikuto took up their weapons vigilantly, looking ready to fight.

Sousuke Araki took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, squatting on the ground and rubbing the cigarette butt.

"I don't know who the clerk is. In the name Diablo, he is just a passing demon king, destroying the world by the way. “

Natsume Kikuto immediately retorted, "Huh? You're obviously the clerk at the convenience store, and you're not professional at all in cosplay. ”

"And these are my men, the deputy demon king Baal, the king of abomination, Mephisto, the king of evil, the king of sin Azmodan, the king of lies, and the king of pain, Dureel...... Andariel, the queen of grief, has something to do today. ”

Ignoring the other party's rebuttal, Sousuke Araki continued to introduce several men behind him.

As he introduced, several men behind him who were dressed in extremely simple cosplay and had sharp eyes stepped forward one by one, looked at the three of them with the eyes of the lamb to be slaughtered, and began to talk nonsense.

"If you kill these guys, will you drop the golden items?"

"There are no female members of the mob group...... The position of the Queen of Grief may be vacant for a long time......"

"Wait, why can I only be the deputy demon king Baal, obviously these clothes are my precious collection......"

The man dressed as "Barr" next to Sosuke Araki immediately retorted in a thick Fukuoka accent.

"Who made you just the second of the Big Three...... Ahem, don't care about those details, Gong Xing. ”

"What do you say? Just a convenience store clerk, what is arrogant, if you dare to do something to the three of us, we will immediately press the send button and send out the photo, so that you can't get along in the convenience store. ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, Natsume Kikuto immediately took out his mobile phone and pointed it at Sosuke Araki, and the other two also took their mobile phones and slapped him violently.

A man beside Sosuke Araki quickly felt something pitch-black from behind his belt and pressed it on the forehead of the red-haired Natsume Kikuto.

"There are really not many young people who dare to shout with our immortal bird gang, there are really not many people lately......"

It was a Glock pistol.

For the first time in their lives, they were pointed at the muzzle of a black hole, and the three of them were like frogs targeted by poisonous snakes.

Fine beads of sweat, a fountain slid down the forehead.

Although it is in the remote Araki area, they have also heard the name of the "Immortal Bird Runaway".

The Immortal Bird Gang is the largest gang in Tokyo, and unlike the for-profit yakuza organization, it is closer to the entertainment nature of the "illegal car club".

Although, most of the members of the riot group are not engaged in a legitimate industry in private.

"Hey, Miyayuki, take the gun back first, Tokyo is different from your hometown in Fukuoka."

"That'...... Just take a knife and cut the little finger? ”

"It's all different."

Sousuke Araki stepped forward and pressed down the gun in the hand of the man named "Miyayuki".

"That'...... That one...... Now that we are all a society governed by the rule of law, we should talk about civilization. Clerk-san, I'm joking with you during the day......"

Seeing that the situation seemed to be taking a turn for the better, the red-haired man named Natsume Kikuto immediately explained to Araki with a sneer.

"yes, yes, we're kidding you, and we didn't plan to send the picture out there...... We're going to explain to the convenience store that it's just a friendly prank......"

The two companions behind him also nodded in agreement.

"It's late......" Sosuke Araki whispered with his head bowed and a low expression.

"What?"

I said...... Thanks to you...... The five-good young man named Sosuke Araki couldn't get along at the convenience store...... He has been expelled. ”

Spit out a large puff of cigarette, Sosuke Araki raised his head and said.

In the smoke, the three of them seemed to have really seen the demon king crawling out of hell.

"The apocalypse has come, and everyone must repent of their sins......"

……

Two hours later.

Senju Bridge.

The sound of locomotives "boom, boom, boom" is endless.

"Ahem, ahem...... ...... vomit"

The bruised, bloodstained delinquent teenage trio, whose clothes had long since disappeared, were tied to the heads of three motorcycles at high speed with ropes like Jesus, and vomit sprayed from their mouths was constantly flying over themselves.

The three-tael motorcycle, which originally had a speed of more than 180KM, skimmed over the bridge deck and stopped in front of Sousuke Araki, who was squatting on the ground, with an extremely gorgeous tail flick.

"These three guys are tied to the front, and the wind resistance is too great, and they can't stand up at all." A man on a bicycle complained.

"Well, the fresh air on the Sumida River is good, so you should breathe in a little more...... It is said that there are often terrifying creatures such as Venusians, kappa, men and women, and heirs of the foundation under the bridge. If you don't survive the [High Speed Flick] project tonight, you won't be able to go home. ”

"Vomit...... Brother Araki, I beg you to ......."

Natsume Kikuren gulped stomach acid and spit on his underwear and said slurredly.

He had no choice but to vomit and vowed never to ride a motorcycle for the rest of his life.

"I said, my name is Diablo."

"Diaborosan, we're going to die if we keep going like this......"

Kikuto Natsume, a red-haired bad high school student who gave up completely, has collapsed to the point of crying.

The three of them had resisted slightly, but after being subdued by the rioters without any suspense, they were tied to the front of the car and performed stunt driving back and forth on the Senju Bridge Highway.

Although the air around the Sumida River was indeed fresh, they could not breathe in a single mouthful when the locomotive was driving at high speed.

"Huh? Why am I willing to kill you like this, causing that handsome young man to lose his job, and there are [Burning Chrysanthemums] and [Plasma Tornado Blasting Warping] projects waiting for you later......"

Squatting outside the bridge railing with a cigarette in his mouth, Sousuke Araki said to the "Jesus Trio" who were tied to the front of the locomotive.

"You...... You're a serious convenience clerk, how can you ...... customers like this?"

"Convenience clerk? Thanks to the three of them, the convenience store clerk's 5 years of excellent part-time experience at the 71 convenience store was smeared with an indelible stain...... He could have become the general manager of 71 convenience stores in the Kanto region, but he took the first step in his career and was ruined by you...... Ruined!! ”

Sousuke Araki, who was hit in the sore spot, has completely lost his mind, just like Diablo who has entered the third stage, showing his sharp teeth and constantly poking the three of them with the horns of "Diablo" on his head.

Tap ...... It's not going to be easy to poke them later...... It's been hot lately, and it's very troublesome to dissect and throw corpses......"

Cosplaying the "Deputy Demon King Bal", a man named Ichimoto Miyayuki, comforted with a peacemaker's expression.

But his thick Fukuoka accent and guilt-filled lines made the hearts of the three of them even colder.

Just when Sousuke Araki was going crazy on the Senju Bridge, the Kuramae apartment, which was quiet on weekdays, began to become lively in the middle of the night.

Through the corridors, you can hear the sounds of children playing, adults talking, and TV programs in each room, and you can hear the lively atmosphere of life.

The door of the room kept "knocking" open, and with the sound of "clicking" footsteps, there seemed to be invisible people walking around in the empty corridor.

And the frog juice that Sosuke Araki had placed at the door with a post-it note disappeared one after another out of thin air as the door opened.

Under the moonlight, the black iron door leading to the rooftop was still as deep as an abyss, as if the moonlight had been sucked in.

A trace of resentment, which could not be observed on a daily basis, surged out of each room and slowly gathered on top of the black iron door.