Standing under a seven-story building, Kyosuke Hojo raised his head.

Isn't this the place where he and Sakura met Shizuo Heiwajima and Orihara Rinya just now? So these abnormal people like to appear in groups?

After waiting for a few more minutes, Tomoji Katagiri arrived on a motorcycle with a backrest more than a meter high.

"Chief, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Tomoji Katagiri took a wooden box from the back seat and handed it over with both hands.

"There's no such thing, it's still so troublesome for you in the middle of the night." Kyosuke Hojo took the wooden box and opened it casually, and inside was a black scabbard with a red and black handle.

"Haha, for us Rambers, the day has just begun." Tomoji Katagiri said with a laugh.

Kyosuke Hojo slapped his head, really, when the bad time was too short, his thinking didn't change.

"It's not a famous knife, but it's tough enough. I was going to bring you the demon sword 'Sinsong' that appeared in Ikebukuro recently, but I didn't have time. But I'll find him next Monday, and I'll send it to you then. ”

This burly man scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"You don't have to find it for me, but what does the demon knife mean? Something like Muramasa? Kyosuke Hojo took the knife in the wooden box in his hand and quickly became familiar with it.

"The demon sword 'Song of Sin' has appeared in both Shinjuku and Ikebukuro, and it is said that the Song of Sin will invade the hearts of humans and can cut off souls!"

"Cut off the soul and don't talk about it, it's just an inherent attribute. Encroaching on people's hearts? It's such a familiar setting, is it devouring? Kyosuke Hojo asked.

"No, it seems to be able to manipulate the person who is slashed by it? A few years ago, I saw a homeless man on the streets of Ikebukuro with an ominous red glow in his eyes, indiscriminately hurting people in the street, holding a katana. ”

"Good guys, is it so lively here in Ikebukuro every day?" Kyosuke Hojo asked in surprise.

"No, as long as you don't get close to these urban legends, it's still an ordinary world, and these urban legends seem to attract each other, and they all gather together."

"Is that so?"

Kyosuke Hojo looked around, thought of Shizuo Heiwajima, who had strange powers, and raised his head again, as if he saw the headless horseman wearing a cat helmet through the wall.

"You are no longer needed here, go about your business. If you have that knife, just do your best, and don't ask for it if you can't find it. ”

Kyosuke Hojo did not refuse Tomoji Katagiri to help him find a knife, even if this kind of knife is not used, it is better to hold it in his own hands. He didn't want to see a familiar person cut him with red eyes one day, it would be too difficult to resist.

"Then I'll take my leave first, and I wish you good luck." Tomoji Katagiri didn't say much, bowed and rode away on his motorcycle.

So, let's go and see who this headless horseman really is. Thinking of the explosive figure, Kyosuke Hojo walked into the building.

Looking at the icon in front of the elevator, the first to sixth floors are either cafes or beauty salons, nail and makeup, and Kyosuke Hojo decisively pressed the only remaining seven floors without signs.

The knife has been put back in the wooden box by him, and he is looking for trouble when he carries the knife to someone else's house. He's not so arrogant, after all, his system isn't a monster fight.

"Tick~"

Kyosuke Hojo rang the doorbell, his face full of smiles, and his eyes suddenly became extremely gentle.

"Huh? How can anyone still come to this point? Are you here for Silla? But Silla has already gone out to work. ”

Hearing the doorbell, Serti was amazed. Because the people who usually find it here are the underworld who came to find the black doctor of Silla, and they don't ring the doorbell, they all rudely slam the door.

Picked up the remote control and pressed pause the cartoon that was playing on the TV, she was just chased by a traffic detective, and she was scared enough, and now she is watching cartoons to make herself feel better.

It can't be the traffic police who found this, right?

Thinking of this, Celti was shaken all over her body, and the fierce face of the traffic detective appeared in front of her eyes again.

Resisting the urge to summon his car to run away from the window, Celti tiptoed to the door and cautiously looked out of the cat's eye.

"That's handsome."

Even though she saw the distorted picture through the cat's eye, Celti was still immersed in those watery gentle eyes for a moment, and at the same time, her hand unconsciously opened the door.

"Excuse me~"

Kyosuke Hojo said with a smile, and then hurriedly walked in. The smile on his face was even worse when he saw that behind the door was the headless horseman who was still wearing a black leather coat and a cat helmet, and his figure was so good that he exploded.

After seeing Kyosuke Hojo, Celti suddenly woke up, and then took a few steps back like a frightened rabbit. Then he took out a PDA, clicked his fingers quickly, and handed the screen to Kyosuke Hojo:

"It's magic!"

"Huh?"

Kyosuke Hojo didn't know why the other party suddenly reacted so much, and he still said this? And, is there no way to speak because there is no head?

"Why can't I control myself when I see your eyes, and open the door for you. You must have used magic! ”

Celti typed again.

"How do I know this? Maybe it's just that you just think I'm a person you can trust. ”

As he spoke, Kyosuke Hojo smiled softly again.

"Ah, that's it! Eyes that will be fascinated just by seeing it! ”

Celti typed a little faster, and her excitement could be seen in her movements.

"Do we have to stand here and talk?" Kyosuke Hojo bowed his head and gestured to his position.

"Ah, sorry, wait a minute."

Celti finished typing quickly, then opened a cabinet in the hallway and rummaged through things.

Looking at the other party's tone words, Kyosuke Hojo thought it was funny, and Glass wouldn't have written these at that time. Kyosuke Hojo was unexpectedly able to imagine the non-existent tone of recklessness from the other party's actions.

"Because no guests will come, there are only disposable slippers."

Celti squatted down and placed a brand new pair of paper slippers in front of Kyosuke Hojo, and Kyosuke Hojo's eyes were instantly attracted by the rift between the mountains, but fortunately Celti didn't notice.

"Thank you."

Changing into slippers, Kyosuke Hojo followed Selti to the living room and sat on the sofa.

"Please use tea."

Although I don't know who Kyosuke Hojo is, since he has entered the door, Selti still entertains him according to the etiquette of human society.

"Thanks, by the way, my name is Kyosuke Hojo, I don't know your name yet?"

"Celti Strulson"

Did you say your real name unsuspectingly? Kyosuke Hojo had learned Celti's name from the system before, and now he is just making up for it.

Moreover, is she still a foreigner? Is it really the Headless Horseman in Ireland? Kyosuke Hojo thought to himself as he looked at the other party's cat helmet.

"Hojo-kun, that, you're here?" Celti typing.

"Just call me Kyosuke, so I can call you Selti too." Kyosuke Hojo narrowed the distance from the title to the previous step.

"That's rude, Kyosuke, did you come here to find Silla?"

"Silla? I don't know him. I just saw you on the highway and wanted to get acquainted with the urban legends of Ikebukuro. Kyosuke Hojo said frankly.

"You can't be a monster hunter, right?"

Hearing Kyosuke Hojo's words, Selti was suddenly shocked, and sat on the sofa and retreated repeatedly, while black particles like mist began to emit from her body, and she did not stop typing until she retreated to the armrest of the sofa.

"It's not! I just want to get to know you. ”

Kyosuke Hojo was so honest, why was the other party still scared like this. Stand up for me, your performance is completely inconsistent with your urban legend identity!

"And what's in your box?" Celti typing.

"Uh, this ......"

It's over, I didn't expect this inhuman headless horseman to have such a good personality before I came, and it would be a success or failure with a weapon.

"That's a weapon against me, isn't it? You must have been the traffic detective who brought me in, didn't you? ”

As Celti typed, the black particles on her body rose into the sky like a blowout, and in just a few seconds, the entire living room was shrouded in black mist.

"Calm down, calm down, I'm by no means a strange hunter, let alone invited by the traffic police."

Although the black particles looked foreboding and dangerous, Hojo Kyosuke didn't try to pick up a knife to defend himself. Because through these few minutes of getting along, he has confirmed that Selti is a kind and orderly existence.

As an urban legend, I am afraid of strange hunters, and it seems that I am even more afraid of the traffic police to the point of mental breakdown.