Running and staggering, the faint words sounded behind Kengo Yamada like a shadow.

"Do you know that no matter how powerful a person is, in front of the queen god, he will show a soft and warm side?"

During the Heiankyo period, it is said that when people walked at night, they often encountered a ghost called "Gojin".

They like to hide behind people, whispering to create panic, pulling people by the hair from behind or wrapping them around their necks.

"Come, let me into your delicate and warm ...... Grant you the most pleasant way to die in the world!! Like, the guys before ......."

"Uh-huh...... So, have many people died under your stab like this? ”

Running to the end of the alley, Kengo Yamada leaned his back against the wall, pretending to ask questions with interest, but in fact secretly sensing the other party's location.

He could have climbed over the wall, but the increasing scars on his body and the vertigo caused by blood loss made him not plan to hide anymore.

"A lot? Ahahahaha, there are so many that I can't even count them! ”

As if it was rare for someone to be able to confide in him, "Nine" laughed maniacally: "Until now, you so-called righteous soul destroyers and stupid Metropolitan Police Department still count the deaths of those guys on the heads of what they call 'sewer bursters'......"

Hearing the other party's words, Kengo Yamada bowed his head and remained silent, anger flashing in his eyes.

"It's useless to have your back against the wall. The game is over......"

With the sound of cement cracking, a pitch-black military thorn pierced through the wall behind him, and ran towards a certain place with precision and fierceness.

The man named "Nine", who claimed to "control the power of the rear god", was able to appear behind him in defiance of obstacles and launch an attack!

"Well done!! I know you're always coveting ...... no matter what."

This time, Kengo Yamada turned around as if he was the enemy's first move, and the peachwood sword in his hand met the military thorn head-on.

Under the collision, the lightning on the peachwood sword accompanied his furious power and passed along the opponent's weapon.

“…… Interesting, it seems, you're not like the other guys. ”

With the surprised voice of "Nine", a pitch-black diamond-shaped military thorn spun in mid-air and plunged into the ground.

He, who had been behind Kengo Yamada, found out that ......

The tall young man in front of him closed his eyes at some point.

If you can't see it, you just don't see it.

In the dark alley, Kengo Yamada, with his eyes closed, slowly turned his body, and his five senses became more and more acute.

The dark resentment that slowly flowed into the man's body, the foul-smelling blood on the jet-black army, the potato and beef curry stained on the hunting robe, the socks that hadn't been washed for ten days, the stinking underwear that hadn't been washed in time, and the paper towel with the smell of heather in the left pocket......

Bit by bit information gradually converged, and the hearing, smell, touch, intuition, and inspiration that had been greatly amplified by the [Human-faced Dog Collar] gradually intertwined into a multi-dimensional picture far beyond vision in his mind.

"See...... You're up! ”

A man wrapped in a black robe and wearing a strange mask was holding two diamond-shaped military spikes, floating silently in the air directly in front of the back of his head.

The runes on the mask vaguely form the word "Jiu".

In the silent alley, the two of them moved at the same time.

Continuous firelight and thunder light, with the movements of the two, erupted in the darkness!

No matter how Kengo Yamada moved, the man always adjusted his position like a reflection in the mirror, staying in the direction of the back of his head, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

But Kengo Yamada, who closed his eyes, was like a long eye on the back of his head, and he could always stop the opponent's attack just right.

In the face of Kengo Yamada's powerful sword intent with thunder light, "Nine" also seemed to be a little struggling.

"You're an opponent to take seriously......"

"Nine" slowly spread out his palm, and a cloud of black gas turned into a pair of big hands, dragging Kengo Yamada's short hair.

Pulling the hair is also one of the traditional arts of the queen god.

"This ...... Jamai ......"

In an instant, Kengo Yamada's whole body stiffened as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his face was pulled long enough to be tied into pigtails, and his entire scalp was twisted backwards, showing a strangely deformed, smiling expression.

"There's no need to struggle, once you're pulled by the 'back god', it's over...... Before I die, I'll tie you in a pretty 'smiley' bun. ”

Feeling his hair gradually being taut, he weakly "watched" at the thick black thorn in the other party's hand, and struck behind him......

The only thing Kengo Yamada can do is to follow the glorious tradition of the kendo club and instinctively contract the gluteus maximus, gluteus medius, gluteus minimus, piriformis muscle, upper and lower diaphragm muscles, obturator inner and outer muscles, and quadratus femoris muscles......

"Boom."

"Uhh......h

A huge metal crash sounded, accompanied by the screams of "Nine".

"Roar...... Got you!"

Kengo Yamada's peachwood sword in his backhand had already nailed him to the wall.

The power of Lei Gang on the peachwood sword was flowing along his body, paralyzing his whole body and the "divine power" in his body dissipated in an instant.

"You...... How could you...... My strength ......"

"Nine" spat blood from his mouth, and he didn't care about sensing the power that was flowing rapidly in his body, but his pupils fluttered and he looked at Kengo Yamada, who was still facing away from him, in disbelief.

“…… How can it be!!!! ”

A pair of military thorns in his hand were twisted in an "L" shape at this moment, and they fell to the ground weakly.

The other party's torn trousers faintly revealed the color of metal.

"I'm sorry, but I grew wise...... From the first time I encountered those strange spirits, I gradually realized ......"

Kengo Yamada turned around and pulled out his peachwood sword, and pasted several runes on the opponent with his backhand, blocking the flow of resentment in his body.

"It's not enough to stuff runes here, there, and there......"

What he wore in his sports trousers was a piece of meteorite iron that he spent under the careful guidance of Mr. Shimoto, tailored to his body shape in various states, beaten, quenched, tempered and quenched by hand, and followed the ancient method to build, [Tai Chi Bagua Lock Yang Meteorite Iron Pants].

"Boys must learn to protect themselves when they are outside...... Woof! ”

Drawing his peachwood sword and ignoring the "Nine" slowly falling along the wall, Kengo Yamada rubbed his face and turned to hold the sword at the mouth of the alley with his sword in a defensive manner.

There, at some point, several sturdy male resentful spirits with gray faces, bloody buttocks, and naked bodies were gathering at the "Nine" on the wall with hungry and resentful eyes......

"There is a debtor and a debtor, and I am in a hurry...... You guys...... Enjoyable ......"

Before he finished speaking, Kengo Yamada kicked his feet on both sides of the wall continuously, directly climbed over the low wall at the end of the alley, turned around and ran.

"Hey......

Seeing Kengo Yamada walking over the wall, those resentful spirits did not follow his footsteps, but slowly surrounded the "Nine" lying on the ground......

"You ...... Can't do that to me...... I'm ...... After-God ...... Aha...... There......"

In the dark alleys, the indescribable and miserable murmur of "Nine" sounded.