Lead-black clouds enveloped the entire prefecture of Hiroshima, and from time to time blood-colored lightning flashed through the clouds, and several creepy explosions were heard.

Ikari Taku was startled by the sudden explosion of thunder, and the hand holding the knife shook involuntarily.

Suddenly, a scream came from in front of him.

The middle-aged social animal who was caught by two Yakuza with flower turbans and kneeled on the ground looked at the knife cut into his face in horror, and subconsciously let out a miserable scream.

"No, please... Woo!!"

Ikari Takuya immediately came back to his senses, and after cursing the ghost weather in a low voice, he skillfully covered his mouth with his right hand holding the knife, grabbed it and leaned up, and slammed his left hand into a fist above his stomach, that is, at the cardia gate.

The screams of the social animal were immediately interrupted in his throat, his eyes bulged, and the sharp pain instantly spread from his stomach.

He immediately felt the food in his stomach mixed with acid gushing up, and he was about to spit out, but the big hand on the side of his mouth covered his mouth so firmly that he couldn't open his mouth at all.

The residue of the food in the mouth mixed with stomach acid immediately poured back, and the strong irritation rushed from the esophagus to the nasal cavity, and the middle-aged social animal suddenly seemed to be stuck in the throat by a fish bone, retching with bursts of cough, snot and tears spurted out together.

Ikari Takuya immediately felt a wet and sticky feeling on his hands, he shook his hands vigorously, and then wiped a few times on the collar of the social animal, grabbed the little hair left on his head, and threw it to the ground.

"Boom!"

The greasy brain door immediately made the most intimate contact with the ground, and Ikari Takuya grabbed his hair again and lifted his head up, sniffled, put his palm in front of him and shook it, and said in a slightly softer tone.

"Look, if you get my hands dirty, you will have to add another 50,000 yen to the account for the cleaning fee, and now you owe us 900,000 yen, you say, when will you pay it back?"

At the end, Takuya Igari's tone became more and more hideous, and while he grabbed the hair of the middle-aged social animal and smashed it to the ground, he yelled loudly in his ear, "Tell me, when will you pay back?"

"Please, please forgive me for two days, I'll pay it back next month, I'll definitely pay it back next month. Wrap yourself around me!" the social animal was half-kneeling and half-lying on the ground, and a faint cry begging for mercy came from his mouth, "Please, please." ”

Ikari Takuya let go of his hand at this time, stood up and straightened the somewhat crooked flower turban, and said condescendingly, "Then I will believe you once, on the twelfth of next month, I will take a million yen myself, otherwise we will continue to play today's game until we know that everyone is satisfied." ”

"A million yen?"

The social animal who was moaning in a low voice exclaimed in disbelief, and his eyes were already full of despair when he looked at Ikari Takuya.

Takuya Ikari smiled brightly when he heard this, "That's it, Mr. Akai." Until the twelfth of the next month, the interest will always be calculated!"

The social animal suddenly collapsed to the ground, his eyes blank and muttering.

"A million yen? a million yen?"

Ikari Taku didn't want to eat this, he turned around and squatted beside him, and said in a calm tone, "What, Mr. Akai wants to regret it?"

Before the social animal named Akai could answer, Takuya Ikari grabbed his palm with one hand and said in a cold voice, "Then I'll wake up Mr. Akai first." ”

As he spoke, Takuya Ikari pressed his left hand to the ground, and the knife in his pocket popped out again, pressing down on the side of his little finger.

"Ah!!h

The blind-eyed social animal immediately hugged his palms and howled in pain.

Takuya Ikari stood up and casually tossed his little thumb in the palm of his hand to the edge of the trash can, where a few stray wild cats with messy hair and malnutrition were hiding.

"Mr. Akai, I hope you will pay off the arrears as soon as possible, otherwise the next time I come to you, it will not be as simple as losing a little finger. ”

After speaking, he took a figure-eight step and walked out with his two younger brothers.

Behind him, Akai looked at his back with red eyes, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he wanted to rush over and kill him several times, but he didn't dare to stand up until Ikari Takuya completely disappeared into the alley, and walked quickly to the trash can, picked up the little finger that was eyed by the wild cats, and carefully put it into his arms.

Outside the alley, Takushi Ikari also looked at the increasingly gloomy weather, and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the road in front of him with an ugly face.

"What the hell weather!"

As he was walking out, there was a childlike sound in his ears, as if something was pulling at the corners of his clothes.

"Ernie sauce, let's play together!"

Ikari Takuya also looked down, and at some point, a group of five or six-year-old children suddenly surrounded the three of them, looking at him expectantly.

"Go away, go away. ”

Ikari Takuya also subconsciously bombarded them, his tone full of impatience.

"Get out of the way, don't bother me. ”

"Ernie Sauce won't want to play with us?"

The children's voices came faintly, and Ikari Takushi also subconsciously shivered, and suddenly felt cold.

He looked to his side, and saw that the group of children looked up at him gloomily, and their pale little faces and black pupils came straight over.

There was a blood-colored lightning flash in the sky, and the light of the lightning streaked through it.

Ikari Takuya froze in place for a moment, his body began to tremble, and his teeth rattled.

What he saw in front of him was a group of children, clearly tattered and dark sunny dolls.

They were looking at him at the moment and asked expectantly, "Ernie-chan, do you want to play with us?"

The three of them involuntarily stretched out their hands and grabbed the sunny day doll beside them. One by one, they pulled into a large circle and began to rotate in place.

"Sunny day doll, please let tomorrow be sunny.

Just like me, the sky in my dreams.

If my wish is granted, and there is a gift of wine,

If not, I will cut off your head. ”

In the midst of the strange song, Takuya Ikari suddenly saw that the bodies of the three of them were still spinning, but their heads were gone.

.......

Chimachi-ku, Nippon Park.

Yumi Yoshikawa shyly handed over a box of love lunches, along with eleven 1,000-yen bills.

"Yousenpai, this is a bento I made, do you want to taste it. And this is the pocket money I earned from odd jobs, and I will go back to the countryside with my mother in two days, so I won't be able to bring you a lunch box for my seniors, so please accept it. ”

Yu Matsumoto looked at the bento handed over by the girl with a big cake face, a collapsed nose, and a circle-legged girl in front of him, and forcibly endured the nausea that kept flooding his stomach, and immediately showed a bright smile at her, and then took the banknotes and lunch.

"It's really troublesome Yumi you, then I'm welcome. ”

As he spoke, he opened the lunch box and watched her pretend to eat it with relish, but as soon as he saw the shy expression of the girl next to him looking at him, Matsumoto Yu felt that he was no different from swallowing dung.

But he still kept smiling and staring at her, constantly cheering himself up in his heart so that he would not vomit on the spot.

"Come on! Matsumoto. You can do it. Think about Mr. Ken Shimizu, you can lick the green juice. You're just facing a big pie face, come on, you can do it. ”

"Ollie!"

Just as he was gulping food into his stomach, the sound of clogs came from far and near on the bluestone path of the park.

Stomp.

A woman in a bright red kimono and a pair of clogs are slowly walking down the bluestone path in the distance.

She is far taller than Dongying women, and she is very thin, so she looks extremely tall from a distance.

Matsumoto Yu looked at the tall and thin woman in front of him, and felt his heart fluttering, and began to beat at an extremely fast speed.

He had never seen such a strange woman.

She wears a geisha-style hairstyle, and her long black hair contrasts sharply with her skin that looks like she's wearing a whitening foundation.

Black is jet black, white is miserable white.

The whole person looks very weird, but the whole body exudes a suffocating charm.

Yu Matsumoto couldn't help but look straight in her eyes, and she didn't come back to her senses until she walked in front of her eyes.

"Senior !!"

Yu Matsumoto came back to his senses at this time, he turned his head to look at Yumi Yoshikawa, who was coquettish towards him, and couldn't help squirting out anymore.

The girl's angry voice resounded throughout the park.

"Ah!!h

After more than half an hour, Yu Matsumoto finally coaxed the girl, and after kissing her oily big cake face, he was finally freed.

She's going to work at a convenience store later.

Yu Matsumoto quickly wiped his mouth until his lips were about to break the skin, then he slowly stopped, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the park.

As he was about to reach the entrance of the park, a yellow hair suddenly jumped out from the side and grabbed him by the neck.

"Ayo, how's it going?"

Yu Matsumoto immediately pulled out the bill and raised it at him.

Huang Mao suddenly laughed, and immediately flattered, "You are still amazing, you can make those stupid girls obediently give the money in just a few words, it's really amazing." ”

Matsumoto smiled and didn't speak, just raised his head triumphantly.

Inadvertently, he suddenly saw the mysterious woman he had seen earlier, and he subconsciously leaned forward, wanting to see her more.

"If I can sleep with her, I'm willing to die. ”

A trace of this thought flashed inexplicably in Matsumoto's heart, and then he was out of control.

He hurried over and shouted at the woman's back.

"Hello, I'm Yu Matsumoto, can we get to know each other?

The woman slowly stopped, and she looked at Yu Matsumoto, who came over with an eager face, and a trace of disgust flashed in her dead eyes.

"Ugly man. She whispered.

"What did you say?" asked Matsumoto subconsciously without hearing clearly.

He was greeted by five skinny fingers, and the woman's cold fingers grasped his face, shrinking slightly.

Burst!

His head exploded like a watermelon rolling under a truck tire.

Huang Mao watched this scene from a distance and let out a terrible scream.

"Murder!"

This has started to happen all over Hiroshima Prefecture.

Black clouds cover the sun, and hundreds of ghosts are rampant.

In cities, villages, streets, mountains and forests, all kinds of legendary demons and monsters have come out to enjoy this rare carnival.

Blood, death, souls.

Countless delicacies are placed in front of their eyes, and the whole of Hiroshima Prefecture is completely transformed into a paradise of ghosts, as if returning to the Heian period.