"Ahh......h

Reminded by Atsumi Rikuto's words, Sousuke Araki seemed to remember something, hurriedly went around to the back of the van, and roughly opened the back door.

"Enough, you guy, if you keep arguing like this, the neighbors will complain! I've told you everything, I haven't had time to attend the "Suspended Persons Workshop" recently, so you can bear with it for a while......"

With a slight force of his hands, he dragged out of the trunk a black-and-white locomotive that struggled and made the unique sound of twisting the empty throttle.

"What, didn't you say you took you for a ride in Kawasaki before? There are no people in the countryside, and of course no one cares about driving without a license, and Tokyo is full of cameras......"

Unable to resist Sousuke Araki's strange power, the old black and white locomotive was reluctantly removed from the car by him.

"Don't make a fuss, come down! I warn you in advance, the price of oil has been very high recently, and I have lost my salary for a month, so I am not allowed to spray oil everywhere! ”

That's right, this "unmanned" classic locomotive is the Fu Fu God who launched the ultimate combination skill [Araki Rampage + Plasma Tornado Blasting Head + Burning Tire Burning Chrysanthemum] to make Sosuke Araki "one shot into the soul", a Warring States samurai.

Since Sousuke Araki returned to the rooftop of his apartment, he has been guarding him all the way, and has followed him all the way to Kawasaki Daishiji Temple for "retreat and practice".

"Oh, are you going to leave if you don't go in and sit? Thanks, Houhai, please send me to get a haircut, and I will invite you to eat ramen when I turn around......"

After putting the locomotive aside and saying goodbye to the van that had fled for some unknown reason, Sousuke Araki handed Yumi Yuki a bag of souvenirs hanging from the back seat of the locomotive.

"By the way, Kotori Yushi, I brought you Kawasaki Daishiji specialties, 'Kuju Cake' and 'Good Luck Tumbler'."

"Thank you, Mr. Araki......"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Ah, Sengoku samurai, why did you spray oil on my pants?!"

It was only at this moment that the members of the disaster prevention mobile team reacted from the shock of the "unmanned" locomotive in front of them.

"What is this, AI self-driving locomotive?"

"Wait, no, this ...... It's ......"

Through the goggles on their faces, you can see that the body of the locomotive that gave souvenirs and then began to "spray oil" at Kengo Yamada's feet, on the telephone poles on the side of the road, in the corners of the walls, etc., wrapped in resentment like black flames.

"Pay, pay for the funeral?!"

"All on Alert !!"

Even the Ministry of Defense's disaster prevention mobile team, which had strict discipline and had been in battle for a long time, was so nervous that it immediately put on a firing formation and aimed at the terrible black-and-white locomotive in the face of the sudden appearance of Fu Fushen.

"Ahem, it's just a funeral, don't make a fuss......"

Che Mochizuki, who was wearing sunglasses and covered in black mycelium and flesh, walked out of the crack in the door with a few team members who were also covered in mycelium......

With the help of several team members, he managed to crawl out of the ghost's disgusting belly.

It's a bit embarrassing, but it's better than sliding all the way down the rectum.

"Put the guns away, spiritual bullets are expensive, and each one must be in the right place. What about the goal? ”

He waved down with one hand, motioning for his men to put away their weapons.

"Report, the target has been removed by the soul slayer......"

One of the team members stepped forward to salute and pointed his hand at Sousuke Araki.

"Soul slayer? Let's take a look at the information. ”

Mochizuki Che carefully glanced at the man in front of him, took out a copy of the information handed by his hand, and read it softly.

"Sosuke Araki, male, 24 years old, graduated from the Department of Social Ethics at Shibuya University of Economics, the last resident of the Kuramae apartment, awakened inspiration on the night of the Mon Lan Bon Festival, and was accepted by Kawasaki Daiji Temple to practice, and has a registered funeral god type god 'Yamaha XJR4000-Sengoku Samurai'......"

This information was "updated" by the Soul Destroyer Association for Sosuke Araki after the Mon Lan Bon Festival.

On the night of Obon, stimulated by the opening of the gates of hell and the influx of resentment and resentment, a small number of people awakened their "acquired inspiration" and were arranged by the Soul Destroyer Association and the Ninth Lesson for individual training and counseling.

The last occupant of the Kuramae apartment in front of him, Sosuke Araki, is one of them.

"Hey, in addition to the 'income under the door', the information on me is also quite complete, wearing this kind of unsightly toad sunglasses at night, your Excellency will come to the town to collect the fee?"

Sousuke Araki put his hands in his pockets and leaned back slightly, looking at the man in sunglasses with a decadent face.

"This guy is from the Ministry of Defense, and he claims to be Ayano's cousin of Mochizuki Ayano, and he ...... just now"

Kengo Yamada, who was behind him, immediately stepped forward flatteringly and told him what had happened before.

"Hmph, it's just that I removed a crippled ghost, and put on a stinky face......"

Through his sunglasses, Tochizuki looked at Sosuke Araki with interest.

What he was interested in was not the man in front of him, but the Kawasaki Daishi Temple behind the other party.

According to the information of Yinyangliao, before the gate of hell closed, the black figure that appeared was similar to the image of the Buddha with "three heads and six arms" in Buddhism, and I am afraid that it is inseparable from the "chanting sangha" of Kawasaki Master Temple and the promotion of the Dharma by senior monks.

So much so that Kawasaki Daishiji Temple is now in the limelight among the soul destroyers, and even the Ministry of Defense must give it face.

Being able to be favored by the Kawasaki Master Temple, who has not accepted apprentices for many years, took him back for "retreat and practice", and also subdued a unique mourning god, presumably this person must have his own specialty.

However, in this "little gangster", he couldn't feel any spiritual power at all.

Did Kawasaki Daishi Temple look away, or did he use a secret method to hide his breath?

"It turned out to be the cousin of the Mochizuki clan? In Sousuke Shimoaraki, the night dew dies bitterly......"

"No need to be close, in short, this is already the territory of our Ministry of Defense, just leave the Spirit Destroyer Association and the people of the Ninth Lesson obediently, even if you are now a monk of Kawasaki Daishi Temple, ......"

Directly ignoring Sousuke Araki's outstretched hand, Tozuki reached out and helped his sunglasses, putting on an official posture.

"Let's not talk about where I am bare like a monk all over my body, you toad-like guy...... Take a closer look at the tenant's rights written in the first article here, here, and the compensation clause in the third article here! ”

Seeing the other party's rude attitude and talking about the "key issue" again, Sosuke Araki solemnly took out a piece of paper and slammed it in the other party's face.

"Do you know what happened to the last guy who tried to trample on the rights of legitimate tenants, encroach on someone's last place of refuge, and sing as ugly as you talked?"

In his hand, he is the precious "Housing Lease Contract".

"The lease period of this apartment and the personal belongings that belong to me, I will not back down!"