Japan, Tokyo, Arakawa-ku.

Among the 23 wards of Tokyo, this is an area with a low presence, giving the impression of a "fringe area".

There are no landmarks, no famous scenic spots, and no big names.

In the Edo period, Arakawa Ward was just a farmland, but from the Meiji period onwards, many factories were built using the water from the Arakawa River, and industrialization was promoted.

In modern times, Arakawa Ward has officially been classified as one of the 23 bustling wards of Tokyo, but compared to Shinjuku Shibuya, which is known as a "pop paradise", and Minato-ku, Chuo-ku, where wealthy people gather, it is a bit unremarkable and unremarkable, giving it the feeling of an ordinary "urban village".

In Arakawa District, in an equally inconspicuous alley, at the door of a somewhat dilapidated storefront, Uesugi Kiyoshi stopped.

Uesugi Kiyoshi turned 16 years old after his birthday this year, a native of Hokkaido, for some reason, studying alone in Tokyo, and is currently in his second year of high school.

He lives in Arakawa District, and his economic conditions only allow him to live in Arakawa Ward - or even more chaotic and backward places.

This is his personal information on the surface.

In fact, he is a Celestial Empire traveler who was reincarnated a year ago and has been a human in two lives, and he is very sure that this is Tokyo in a parallel world, not the world he used to live in.

Why he crossed over, and why he was so determined, is a long story, so let's not talk about it for the time being.

The reason why Uesugi Kiyoshi stopped at the door of this store is simple, he is hungry.

It is a ramen shop.

It was about six o'clock in the evening, and he had just returned from his master's dojo, after more than two hours of high-intensity swordsmanship practice, he had not eaten dinner yet, and he was in a state of hunger.

He lives alone, he is too lazy to cook by himself, and he will go to nearby convenience stores and supermarkets to buy discounted bento at a slightly later time to deal with the past, which is economical and tastes so-so, anyway, he can fill his stomach.

But today, he walked to the door of a ramen shop and couldn't walk anymore.

The rich aroma of barbecued pork and the aroma of ramen soup, mixed with soy sauce, miso, and special seafood flavor, made him hungry.

"Ahh How many days ago was the last time you ate meat? ”

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked at the sky and silently calculated, moved the sword bag containing the wooden knife in his right hand to his left hand carrying the school bag, and then took out the shriveled wallet from the right school uniform pocket.

It was not empty, there were still a few 10,000 yen bills, which were the result of his hard work during the winter vacation, and there were a lot of scattered coins and small change notes.

After going through the income and expenditure accounts of this month in his heart, Uesugi Kiyoshi touched his chin, and a pair of long, narrow and upturned fox eyes narrowed, and he made a decision in his heart.

"It's okay to be extravagant once in a while, the average barbecued pork ramen is only 500 yen, and this store is so broken, it shouldn't be so expensive."

He gave a smile of anticipation that rarely appeared on his face, and without further hesitation, pushed the door open and walked in.

It's normal for this ramen shop to be a little cramped and cramped, and even if Arakawa Ward is in a dilapidated area, it's still in Tokyo, where every inch of land is at a premium, and there are only a handful of people who can afford to open a big storefront, and most of these small shops are such fly restaurants.

Although the sparrow is small, as soon as you enter the door, you can see the seasoning cabinet that is placed in a regular manner, and then look at it, it is a wooden counter that looks like it has been old, this kind of small ramen shop will not have a lot of tables and chairs, and it is a waste of space, and it is not practical, this kind of shop generally only has a long bar, like a bar, the ramen chef is busy in the bar, and the high chairs outside the bar are the diners to eat.

I don't know if it's an illusion, or if it's still early, and the outside of the house is still bright, and the lights in the store seem a little too dim to Uesugi Kiyoshi, giving people an abnormal feeling of turbidity.

Also, around six o'clock, it's a good time for the restaurant to open, but it's a little strange that the restaurant is empty, and the smell of the ramen shouldn't be bad.

But he didn't care very much, he was here to eat, not to enjoy the scenery, and he didn't have time to think about why other people's shops didn't have customers.

The room was foggy, filled with the steaming heat of the ramen soup pot, the enticing aroma of the food, and there was no familiar sound of the store greeting customers, but through the curtains, Uesugi Kiyoshi could see a figure busy at the bar.

He walked over to the bar and sat down, glancing at the price list on the wall, which barely cost more than 1,000 yen, which was within his reach.

"Boss, big bowl of miso ramen with barbecued pork, thank you."

The boss in the chef's uniform didn't even look back, but his body stiffened for a moment, then nodded slightly, and without even saying hello, he turned his back to Uesugi Kiyoshi and continued his work.

"No wonder no one, this kind of service attitude is really bad in Japan..."

Uesugi Qing scolded in his heart, didn't care about the cold boss anymore, but put the schoolbag and sword bag away, and then took out a somewhat old smartphone from the schoolbag, clicked on a video and watched it.

The title of the video is - "Juxiang has no outflow - Juhe technique, funeral knife".

Juxiang no outflow is a school of Japanese ancient swordsmanship.,I'm better at the art of drawing a sword in Juhe.,If you insist on dividing the faction.,The main idea of its swordsmanship is closer to a knife flow.,This video was passed on to him by Uesugi Kiyoshi's kendo master.,It's an after-school homework.,Let him practice and master.,He's not worshipping the master who wants to have no outflow.,Where did the master shoot this trick of juhejutsu.,He doesn't know.,Anyway, the master taught.,He just learns.。

After watching the video several times over and over again, thinking about the sword structure and force angle technique of this move, Uesugi Kiyoshi was a little addicted to it.

Until an enticing aroma of food wakes him up.

A steaming bowl of ramen was placed in front of him.

"Thank you."

He politely raised his eyes slightly in acknowledgement and took his attention off his phone.

Then, his smile froze on his face.

The taste of ramen, there is nothing wrong with it.

This is the message that the "sense of smell" feeds back to him.

But visually, what is in front of him can never be called "food".

The noodle soup is a billowing scarlet color, the sliced barbecued pork is bloody and still wriggling, as if it is alive, and the bowl is not ramen, but the mutilated fingers of humans, the shredded small intestines of animals, and the corpses of worms with a little twitching... This bowl of hodgepodge was mixed together, enough to make an ordinary person lose all his value and spit it out on the spot.

"Smack."

A round eyeball that was still spinning fell into the bowl in front of Kiyoshi Uesugi.

The sallow-skinned, corpse-like ramen shop owner turned his head and grinned silently, his skin dry and cracked, one eyeball falling from the empty socket into the ramen bowl as his body trembled, and the other was a little shaky.

"Please... Enjoy! ”

The hoarse and muddy voice and the veritable ghost-like face are terrifying enough to make ordinary people's hearts and minds broken.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's fox eyes narrowed and became expressionless.

His left hand was already clenched in the sword pouch containing the wooden knife that had been placed aside.

"I see..."

He looked at the ramen shop owner, who didn't look like a living person, and sighed, but he didn't show any alarm.

That makes sense.

Why is the fragrance of this restaurant so strong, that it can attract even those who are still determined, why is there no one in this restaurant during the peak period of dining, and why is the owner of this restaurant so cold to customers.

Because this store is not a store opened by people.

"Am I in the ghost realm again?"

“...”

"When did you get hit... When stepping into this alley? When you smell the ramen? Or is it the time to look up at the sky and think? ”

"Forget it, it doesn't matter..."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes froze, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, bringing out a hint of a smile.

He held the sword pouch in his left hand and the hilt of the wooden knife in his right hand, ignoring the terrifying face of the ramen shop owner slowly approaching.

Calm your mind and exhale!

"Slash!"

A jet-black sword shadow emerged and slashed at the head of the demon on the other side.

There is no outflow of thoughts.

Consolidation.

Funeral knives!