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It was raining particularly heavily in Shinjuku tonight.

Almost a scoop poured down from the night sky.

After a short deployment meeting, Kamiya came to his post for this operation.

His job is to control the road and prevent suspicious people from entering or leaving, and there are also many Metropolitan Police Department officers with walkie-talkies in the vicinity of the neighborhood.

In short, it's a fishing, and not so important action position.

The young soul slayer who is partnered with Kamiya tonight is named Kanazawa Hoshira.

Born in Buddhism.

But the kind of personal disciples of the high monks who don't need to shave their degrees, can marry wives, and even occasionally have an electronic music puja.

This kind of monk who is very wild is quite common in Japan.

A corner of an alley in Kabukicho.

Kamiya and Kanazawa stand together under the eaves of a closed custom shop.

"By the way, how much do you know about that fat powder fairy?" Kamiyagawa looked at the rain curtain for a while, and turned his head to try to talk to his temporary colleague, "When I was just deployed, Mr. Yuuki didn't go into much detail. ”

At this time, the monk Kanazawa was fiddling with a strange device that looked like a metal detector:

"Fat Powder Fairy Niang...... There is also very little effective information about her in the Metropolitan Police Department. However, I remember that the previous psychic report mentioned that even the believers of the Fat Powder Fairy Organization don't know who their leader is and what he looks like. ”

"Huh? Didn't collect the intelligence of the fat powder fairy, did you start the net collection operation? Kamiyagawa was a little surprised.

"I can't help it. I've heard that the remnants of the ritual circle that the organization found before are quite weird, and they must be broken as soon as possible to prevent the Fat Powder Immortal Organization from continuing similar rituals.

In addition, after destroying their gathering point, there will be more opportunities for inquiries and channeling. At that time, you should be able to grasp more effective information related to the fat powder fairy. Then, you can carry out the next operation against the fat powder fairy. For now, that's the only way to go. ”

Kanazawa said this, and the strange device in his hand seemed to have finally been turned on by him, and the red and green lights on it flashed continuously, and at the same time, a piercing "Didi" alarm sounded.

"What is this?" Kamiyagawa looked at the instrument in Monk Kanazawa's hand and changed the subject.

"Psionic detector, this thing will ring when there is a certain amount of strength in the vicinity."

Kanazawa said, and then swept the metal detector-like thing over Kamiya's body.

The sirens are louder.

Kamiya: "This thing is ringing because of me?" ”

"Hmm. Mr. Yuuki said that you have a Shikigami and the help of strange tales descended from the spirit. So it's normal. Kanazawa nodded, fiddling with the instrument again, "Zero the current parameters, like this...... Well, that's fine. ”

After some fiddling, the instrument fell silent.

Monk Kanazawa: "Okay. It's only going to explore other weird stories that appear within a dozen meters of us. ”

Kamiya was silent.

I said that the Metropolitan Police Department is really keeping pace with the times, and the strange talk instruments on the science and technology side have come out.

Dozens of seconds later, Kamiyagawa scratched his cheek and spoke again: "Is this thing reliable?" No false positives or false negatives? ”

Kanazawa just waved the psionic detector in his hand slightly: "There are very few false alarms. As for false negatives, organizationally there are none...... But personally, I think we don't know if we really leaked it. ”

Kamiyagawa: ......

Well said and that makes sense......

Got it, the instrument with zero negative reviews, right?

After staying at his post for a while, Kamiya saw several Metropolitan Police Department official cars driving by. Inside the car sat the secret service officers, armed with live ammunition and equipped with riot shields.

Tonight's assault should be about to begin in earnest.

Kamiyagawa glanced at the monk Kanazawa beside him, and began to make calculations in his heart:

"I have to find a way to use the [One Thousand Silver Needle] and the [Devil's Leather Coat] to moisten from the post, and I also have my own tasks to do. The information about the fat powder fairy and the demon time organization is also very ambiguous, so I won't waste my time here tonight. ”

……

Shinjuku's Folk Town has many membership-only establishments that are only accessible to members and are not open to the public.

One of them, a two-story speakeasy, is the target of tonight's special search room.

This is a meeting place for the fat powder fairy organization, and the space is huge.

The vision was dim, the light of the laser lights flickered, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

In the middle of the first floor of this bar, an empty space came out.

A ritual array with intricate patterns was drawn on the ground.

In the center of the circle, four wooden crosses were erected, each with a corpse tied to it.

In terms of body size, all four bodies belonged to women, and they were young women. Their faces and scalps had been completely peeled off, and their dark red, dried flesh was exposed.

More than thirty people, both men and women, dressed in uniform white, prayed around the four crosses.

They are the murderers of the missing women in Tokyo, the believers of the fat powder fairy, and the living flesh of the white powder woman walking in the world.

These men and women are beautiful in appearance, but they also reveal a sense of weirdness, which is a kind of incongruous beauty.

It's as if their delicate facial features didn't belong to them in the first place, but were improvised on their faces.

From time to time, the spotlights cast light on the dark red naked flesh of the deceased, and cast it on the white clothes and strange faces of the "living meat", this speakeasy that is not open to outsiders has a terrifying and permeating atmosphere.

"The Fat Pink Fairy will bestow beauty on all devout believers."

Among the followers of the Fat Pink Fairy, a young woman wearing a retro cloak chanted like this.

The shadow of the cloak obscured most of the woman's features, but as she bowed her head in prayer, she could be glimpsed with bright eyes, with a clear tear mole under the corner of her right eye.

She is the presiding officer of tonight's rally.

The gathering of the fat powder fairy is different every time.

The last time it was a woman with a high nose; This time it was a woman with tear moles in the corners of her eyes; Next time, if there is a next time, it can be a woman with smooth lips.

Yes.

The presiding officers of the rally were all women, beautiful young women of different appearances.

But under the skin of these different beautiful women, they actually have the same heart, the same restless, paranoid, and extreme soul.

That kind of heart and soul belong to a man.

He's a fat powder fairy.

To be precise, it's live meat that has been lowered by fat powder fairies.

Fat powder fairy, thousands of faces.

He never showed his true face, and even if he was a believer in the organization, he didn't know what he really looked like, or even who he was.

Because all the girl's dough collected by the white powder woman will eventually gather here to the fat powder fairy.

He can put on any woman's face and become anyone as long as he wants.

……

"For the sake of beauty." The Fat Powder Fairy opened her mouth to chant again.

All the believers bowed their heads and echoed him.

On the intricate ritual array, there is a strange aura that is invisible to the naked eye, and with this ceremony, it rises and rolls, gathering on the body of the fat powder fairy.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a deafening bang coming from above the speakeasy.

I could hear someone shouting, "Metropolitan Police Department! Open the door! ”

The live meat at the scene, the delicate faces, all showed annoyed expressions.

Tonight's rally was interrupted.

At this time, the fat powder fairy, who showed the face of a tear mole woman, stood up, raised his arms and shouted: "The devout disciples of the fat powder fairy! There are ugly people who try to stop our rituals and deprive us of our beauty! ”

"Can't!" "No!" "Kill them!"

The believers were quick to respond.

These living flesh have long been depraved and insane, and they can do anything for the sake of beauty, and they will not allow anyone to try to interrupt the rituals that bring beauty.

No one can deprive them of their goodness.

No one!

A thick layer of white powder quickly appeared on the faces of the living flesh, and their faces became flabby, like ugly old women. Their voices began to be hoarse, and their mouths felt as if two people were talking.

"For our beauty!"

The living flesh cried out for no reason.

……

Inside the ritual circle, a heavy white powder flew out and spread all around.

The living flesh that has been transformed into a powder woman, the body is shy, but the action is extremely agile, and it appears and disappears in the white dust.

The spirit-casters and special police officers who stormed the speakeasy were limited in their vision and movement in the eerie white powder.

But when the living flesh came into contact with the white powder, it became more and more mad and violent.

As soon as the battle between the two sides began, it was the Metropolitan Police Department that suffered the loss first, and several people were reduced in a short period of time.

Fortunately, the main forces in the attacking team were active.

Granny Blind gently tapped the end of her blind cane on the ground, and in the white dust, there seemed to be floating scarlet eyes slowly opening.

Where the red eye exists, the white powder is forced to retreat.

Hotaru Onizuka stands at the edge of the entrance to the speakeasy.

The red eyes of the mother-in-law can help her get a glimpse of the general situation in the white powder.

The little witch held a bow in her hand, pulled the string and held an arrow, and the arrow was interspersed with a piece of yellow rune paper with a picture of a clear bellflower.

Swish.

Long arrows shoot out like locusts, making a burst in the white powder, overturning several live flesh.

There's also Yuuki Shinkenyu, who has summoned his beloved Shikigami out.

The Rip Woman was armed with huge scissors, like a roaring meat grinder, fighting in the dust, and the white powder that stopped the living did not affect her activities.

The situation was stabilized all at once.

……

Flying white powder.

The second basement floor of the bar.

A few people from the Metropolitan Police Department have already captured the second floor.

However, the situation here is a bit complicated, there are many independent boxes, and it is certainly not so easy to take.

The fat powder fairy who was in a certain box had already seen that the general trend was gone, but he did not panic.

Under those bright eyes, the clear tear mole has a different kind of charming.

Outside the box door, a voice came.

Waiting for an opportunity, the Fat Pink Fairy got up and opened the door, and sneaked into the hallway.

With the help of white powder, he sneaked up behind a male agent.

He hugged the other party from behind, and covered the secret service's mouth, dragging him deep into the white powder.

"I actually hate men, and I feel a little disgusting. But for now, I can only choose you. ”

Fat Powder Fairy said this, her delicate hands clenched.

The controlled secret service struggled, but could not make a sound, and the strange white powder covered his whole body.

After a few seconds, the secret service's face began to peel off.

His face appeared on the face of the Fat Pink Fairy, as well as the clothes and equipment on his body.

Syllable.

Fat Pink Fairy casually discarded the naked faceless corpse in his hand and walked towards the basement level of the bar.

The fighting there was chaotic.

But he acted very indifferent.

With the spears of the special services, the Fat Pink Fairy repelled several living flesh who could not distinguish his identity and tried to attack him.

Then, he casually pulled up a seriously injured and unconscious Metropolitan Police Department officer from the ground, supported the other party, and quickly walked out of the flying white powder.

No one noticed the fat powder fairy's move.

Even the mother-in-law with the strongest official perception does not have the ability to see through the camouflage of the fat powder fairy girl.

Even, there were people other than white powder who took the initiative to give way to him because they saw him carrying the wounded.

And just like that, the Fat Powder Fairy left the speakeasy.

There is also a surround of Metropolitan Police Department personnel outside.

However, no one stopped the fat powder fairy who came out with the wounded.

After handing over the wounded person who was being supported to the Metropolitan Police Department personnel outside, Fat Pink Fairy quietly left while no one was paying attention.

He walked behind an empty official car, and after a few seconds, when he stepped out again, he was no longer the same male agent.

Instead, she reverted to the appearance of a young woman with bright eyes and tearful moles in the corners of her eyes.

Wearing a white shirt, hip skirt, and black silk tights, it looks like the dress of a workplace OL.

In addition, there is an extra black umbrella in his hand.

As for the secret service's clothes and bloody skin, they were provocatively stuffed into the unmanned police car.

"The Metropolitan Police Department is coming so fast." After becoming a woman, the fat powder fairy seems to be a lot happier:

"It's a shame. If they had come more than a month late, maybe I would have really advanced to B-class. But anyway, I've gotten a lot stronger in the past few months in Tokyo. Those guys at the ugly time and the time of the Mao should not be able to look at me arrogantly now. ”

He stroked his long hair, and the tear moles in the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little more charming.

After that, the fat pink fairy raised an umbrella, stepped on high heels, and walked into the pouring rain curtain of the town with a bewitching posture.

And behind him.

The members of the Metropolitan Police Department who surrounded the bar outside, all looking nervous, stared at the entrance of the bar.

The sound of rushing in the speakeasy continued.

The fighting there is estimated to continue for some time.

But all this has nothing to do with the fat powder fairy girl.

……

The corner of an alley in Kabukicho.

The rain was still pouring down.

The various glowing signs in the red light district carrying light pollution emit light that are refracted in the splashing water vapor, which is somewhat dazzling.

Kamiya and Kanazawa monks stand under the eaves of a closed custom shop.

Watching the raindrops bead into silk threads poured down from the top of their heads, both of them were a little bored.

There was a sound of explosions in the distance.

Tonight's encirclement and suppression battle has been going on for a while.

The commotion alarmed the custom women and guests in Smoke Willow Alley.

After a while, frightened tourists began to spread out of the town.

Even on a rainy night like this, there are many people who come to the town to have fun.

Moreover, this place extends in all directions, and the Metropolitan Police Department will attack here, and it will also tear down the cockroach nest of the gangsters, and the disturbance will be very large. Therefore, it is impossible for the scattered Metropolitan Police Department manpower to stop everyone.

Anyway, according to the original plan, as long as the psionic detector does not sound, the scattered tourists can be released.

Kamiyagawa stood under the eaves for a while.

He glanced at Kanazawa beside him, put his hand in his pocket, and held the [Thousand Silver Needle].

"Kanazawa, I'm ......"

Kamiya was about to make up a casual reason, but just as he was about to speak, his eyes fell on a black umbrella moving out of the alley.

It's not surprising that there are people walking through this alley to the outside of the town.

It's been a lot of people just now.

Moreover, the psionic detection instrument in Monk Kanazawa's hand did not sound.

However, Kamiya just glanced at it in a hurry, and only felt that the person holding the black umbrella was somewhat familiar.

White shirt, hip skirt, black silk tights, high heels. Under the umbrella, bright eyes and a clear tear mole appear and disappear with the pace of the other party's walking.

"Miss Maruta?" Kamiyagawa was a little puzzled.

It is the OL of the convenience store Riokamura-kun who has a crush on it.

How could she be here at this time, and should she be here?

Kamiya turned his head sideways to look at the detector in Kanazawa's hand again.

The thing was still silent.

"If it doesn't ring, it means it's okay, right?" Kamiya thought so.

But I vaguely felt that something was wrong.

At this time, his mind recalled a sentence that Okamura had been repeating for the past two days: "Miss Maruda has an extra thousand yen in the store." ”

The rain was pouring down.

The black umbrella moved in front of Kamiya, and the rain tumbled down the edge of the umbrella.

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen Miss Maruda come to buy oden at a convenience store.

"Miss Maruda has 1,000 yen more in the store......"