"Ginji, the 'Scythe Power' of 'Four' is very restrained by him, you guys hurry up and join forces to ......"

Kazuo Amato, who ran to the platform behind him, shouted to Matsumoto Ginji, who put away his double knives and stood with his hands in his hands.

The weasel is a type of youkai that exists in the wind in the local legend of Koshinetsu, and some say that it resembles a weasel, while others say that it is composed of three brothers.

The sickle moves very quickly, and in the whirlwind it turns into three "knives", the first knife trips the person, the second knife cuts the person, and the third knife smears the person with a painless plaster.

As a result, a person who is blown by the weasel wind will fall inexplicably and be cut into pieces before he has time to feel the pain.

The "Four" member of the Aum Truth Society, who had a rather mysterious origin, was the first assassin under the command of the Elder, and was said to have taken the "miracle thing" from the sickle more than twenty times.

"I said Kazuo ......"

Matsumoto Ginji smiled slightly, and if there was a substantial killing intent in his eyes, he instantly choked back Kazuo Amato's words.

"Are you mistaken...... All I promised was to protect your life......"

Before, he tried his best to drag Siena, just to prevent Kazuo Tendo from dying under the powerful firepower of the other party, but now that someone has taken over, he will naturally not make another move.

……

“Assamite……”

The quaint voice sounded in my ears.

Above the container, Kohei Higashino, who was shattered into a ground of flesh and blood, suddenly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of eyes filled with red light, without any reason or emotion.

"Bang ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

The heart, which had been exposed in flesh and blood and had stopped beating, was beating vigorously again.

Immediately, the blood of his "whole body" poured into his skull, and his eyes were filled with a stream of blood.

Under the container, the hungry ghosts who were chewing and eating each other suddenly froze.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Their hearts, beating with Higashino's heart, gradually moved closer to the same rhythm.

"Bang Bang ......"

Like a tight drumbeat, the uniform, faster and faster heartbeat reaches a certain critical point and then comes to an abrupt end.

"Poof......

Several hearts burst open at the same time.

All the blood in the bodies of the hungry ghosts, as well as in the field, suddenly gushed out like life, slowly converging in the same direction.

A violent and invisible attraction, centered on Kohei Higashino, slowly condensed the surging blood into his body.

Around him, the flesh and hungry ghosts that had lost their blood turned into the mask-like stone sculptures they had seen before, and then scattered into a cloud of white gravel.

And Higashino Kohei's shattered body, wrapped in plasma, gathered into a human form again.

……

"Uh, it's dark......"

"Don't block the door, get in quickly!"

Two men, who covered their heads in thick black stockings and exposed their eyes and noses through the holes they had picked out with their hands, like bank robbers, kept their voices down and argued, and sneakily squeezed in through the crack in the iron door of the warehouse.

"It's too quiet in here...... Anyway, your stockings are too thick to breathe......"

The warehouse, which was obviously home to hundreds of ruthless characters before, is now as quiet as a grave.

"No nonsense, I haven't bought stockings either, who knows what winter this thing is...... You're not going to make the stockings hole a little bigger......"

The inside of the warehouse, which had been stained red with blood, was now as dry as if it had just been deeply cleaned.

"With such a heavy smell of blood, are those guys already hanging...... Kohei won't also ......."

"Phew...... Say something auspicious ......"

The two of them maintained a lewd posture one after the other, tiptoeing around under the cover of the container, looking for something.

It was after glimpsing Kohei Higashino and Siena, who climbed to the top of the warehouse, that Sosuke Araki and Ryoma Nizen, who drove across the bridge, came by car.

On the way here, they had already informed Ayano Mochizuki, who was looking around for traces of Siena.

However, the other party is in Tokyo, and although the local police station has been mobilized to support, it is far from being able to resolve the fire.

In a hurry, the two of them could only buy a pair of stockings under the strange gaze of the convenience store clerk downstairs, and put them on their heads and came over recklessly.

"Kohei...... Are you there? ”

Although the warehouse was too dark and his face was covered with a thick layer of black stockings, after adapting to it, Sousuke Araki was still able to see the situation at the scene through the glimmer of the environment.

"It's ......"

Walking to the container at the back of the big truck, the scene that made the two of them tear apart appeared in front of them.

"Kohei !!!"

Kohei Higashino, unconscious and unaware of what had happened, was lying naked under the container.

With him as the center, a large number of white sand grains were piled up in an area of five meters, burying most of his body in it.

"Ahem...... What the hell is this, it stinks......"

Two days ago, Ryoma trotted forward, cut through the grit, and checked on him.

"My heartbeat and breathing are normal...... I didn't see any injuries either...... Was he stripped naked and buried here after being knocked unconscious? What's new in playing? Sand sculpture PLAY? ”

At the same time, the platform above the second floor kept hearing the sound of gold and iron.

"You take Kohei to the car first, and I'll go up and take a peek......"

"Xingping is fine, what are you going to do if you don't run away with him?"

Seeing Sosuke Araki sneakily walking towards the top of the stairs, Ryoma hurriedly stopped him before the second day.

"'20 centimeters per second' came in with Kohei...... Now that Xingping has fainted, he must be more than lucky, and he can save one more. ”

With that, Sosuke Araki lowered his body and walked towards the top of the stairs.

At the same time, Kazuo Amato heard the movement below, sensed that he had lost contact with the hungry ghosts, and was walking to the staircase to look down.

Then, in the moonlight from the top of the warehouse, he saw a round ...... wrapped in black stockings Head.

"What...... What the...... Person? ”

Kazuo Amato's reaction was extremely fast, and he drove the "power of the hungry god" in his body towards the man who was dressed like a bank robber.

Seeing the black aura infiltrating the other party's body, Kazuo Tendo smiled fiercely.

Then, his smile froze on his face.

Because, the man at the bottom of the stairs did not turn into a hungry ghost as expected, but came to him step by step.

"This voice ......"

As for Kazuo Amato, Sosuke Araki only saw him once in an izakaya more than two months ago, and even if he probed the other party's whereabouts in the past two days, he only remembered what he looked like in the photo.

In the darkness, I can't really see who is in front of me.

But none of that matters.

As soon as the other party spoke, he heard it......

On the snow-capped mountains that day, the person who spoke to himself through Yuzuki Saya's mobile phone was the voice in front of him that he swore that he would never forget.