Ippanjin Enpou Yori Kaeru. Mata Hatara Kaneba!

"... ahh, ahhhh!? Shah...!!"

Shigeru Sugiyama, a mob headed for a raid on an overseas media supermarket with a dust-proof mask on his work clothes and a wooden bat on his hands, to a ghost (ghost) who shouted a voiceless cry that could be expressed as a warning sound.

I think the opponents of these ghosts are the dandy in a stylish suit that smokes cigarettes in a movie, a beautiful girl in a witch figure with a fan-shaped bill in both hands, and a beautiful man with a faint magical sword.

But what Mao looks like nowadays is that a large number of violently depicted late teenagers beat each other.In its front row, Sanshita style is made by the protagonist of a refreshing defective look with little defense.

The genre of the movie is obviously different.

However, the ghost is still against the Shigeru Mishita.

Hyun-hyun, gently turn the bat with one hand.

The ghost who was shot just now is scared but shows no sign of retreating.

When Mao takes one step, the ghost of death (ghost) steps down accordingly.There is a picture of a smiling uniform in the photo frame that fell on the floor.

Well, I stepped on the glass and tried to put pressure on it, but after one step back, I won't go any further.

(... if this is a normal ghost, then I'll leave.But this guy, no, “this guy” is not...)

In other words, this ghost is obviously “disgusted.”

"Bad luck, huh..."

A squeaky, squeaky bat.

Slowly lifting it up on her shoulders, she looked firmly at the ghost of death.

The gaze of the dead ghost, gazing straight from the front, was shaking.

However, Mao clearly recognizes that he is a hostile.

Again, I forgot a scream similar to the one I just screamed.No, “unusual” and blurry bodies tremble and scream like you can't remember.

"Hyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!"

Scream.

Just do as you're told.

"... I wonder if that's enough to convince you!!"

With a bat on his shoulder, the bush jumps to the ghost of death.

Stay emotional.

It was certainly a roar of anger, unlike those who were facing it.

"Hurry, get out!"

I borrowed Kato's shoulder and carried him outside the room to the elevator hall in the condominium.

He was handed over to the police officer who was waiting for him, and the gatekeeper returned to the room where Mao served again.

"I'm coming with you!"

That was the voice of the police officer who had been able to take care of Kato so far.

Gankura worries about what to do for a moment.

"Be careful! Don't let your consciousness fly!"

Yes!

Was there any explanation from the early seedling route in advance?Or it is definitely a police official, but it may be a breathtaking person.It shouldn't be so different from accepting the instructions from the gate.

Except for him, he is trembling at the shouts he heard from inside the room.

Even as a gatekeeper, it would be better if people from a public standpoint had a direct view of the scene.

It is necessary to have a detailed report of what has happened in the field, as there have been events that clearly deviate from modern common sense.It is for the recipient to think about how to handle the report.

Because it is a situation that requires formal writing.You should be able to prepare everything you need for processing.

With that in mind, Gankura almost returned to the scene of the incident that jumped out.

Go to rescue Shigeru, who served as lord.

(... it's another question of how far we can handle it.)

There is no way to counter the current equipment held by the gate.

I heard a noise as I ran in.

Haaahn!!

"Stop!"

The sound of the glass cracking echoed.

From around the retreat dining area just now.

Hold down the policeman who tried to run through and put his index finger to his mouth.

(Is it being handled?)

Stop and listen to me.

Then, there was a strange voice and a yelling voice that could not understand the contents.

"Let's go. If there's a problem, we'll leave immediately."

"I understand."

Slowly walking along with the two of them, there seemed to be some movement in the dining room.

The strange voice echoed again, raising the heart rate of the gate warehouse with little effect.

But it's not enough to interfere with behavior.

When I look next door, I get a nod that means there is no problem.

And I was just peeking into the dining room on alert.

Wow!

The bush jumps from the glassy floor to the sofa and leaps further into the scaffold.

The timing of hanging the head of a dead spirit (ghost) floating in the sky and shook up the bat in the upper stage.

Cancer!

The bat hits the ghost's shrouded arm and makes a hard sound.

The ghost who had penetrated the wall-mounted television was where Gankura doubted that he could not slip through the wooden bat.

"Gah, gah!!?"

The word "silk tearing scream" is the perfect scream (ghost).

The ghost who was supposed to guard him screamed.

The part that came into contact with the bush bat fell out of the ghost of the surrounding blurry statue.

It's like tracing a muddy pile of water made in a sandbox with your fingers.

A part of the ghost that fell off the floor disappears without a sound.

From the gate, it was surprising that the bat without any unusual philosophy did it.

It's just a bat.

Moreover, there is no indication that something like the "Heel" of the "Knight of Light Speed" or the "Skeleton Warrior" is wrapped up in itself.

(This, however....)

Looking at the situation, only a few of the gatekeepers were confused.

In the meantime, the battle will not stop.

Mao swings his bat with both hands to the dead spirit (ghost) he looked up at the same time he landed.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

The bush swayed the bat and approached the ghost of the dead, who had been distanced by his home-run skull.

Obviously, the Ghost of the Dead showed his moves to evade the Bat, and the force he had just shown seems to be a lie.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Instead of being able to exert force, it is lightly struck by just swinging it, and every time, the body composition of the ghost (death spirit) decays.

In any case, it also looks like a very unusual sight of a dead spirit (ghost) screaming and screaming sadly like a bad man with a bat.

"This is..."

Apparently, the policeman accompanying the gatekeeper looks confused.

Certainly, as an “officer”, the subject of attention may be Shigeru Sugiyama, a suspect who waves a bat around the room.

If anyone who doesn't know anything about the prerequisites sees this first, they will report the bush to the police.

(This behavior is a little bad.... is that the only way to save him?)

The fact that the work dress was not the armor of the so-called "Knight of Light Speed" was not intended due to the emergency, but perhaps it was honestly saved.

If artificially, even if they had listened to this today (which will not be the case), the public image would have shown a rather steep decline.

"Xhaaa!"

However, even in such a situation, there is no sign that the Dead Spirit (Ghost) will leave the bushes and run away. He shows the appearance of flying to the bush that he recognized as a threat while avoiding the bat.

Snap and wave your arms big enough to distance you from the bushes that have been advancing.

Just to avoid the right side of the bush with the bat and try to turn to the left side of the bare hand, I began to draw an anticlockwise arc around the bush.

"Phew...."

A ghost of the dead slowly asking about the enemy's situation while sounding a voice similar to the siren's warning sound.While checking the position of the ghost, Mao repairs the disturbed collar of the clothes that became difficult to move.

The moose that rotates at the point gains a slight advantage over the dead spirit (ghost) that moves on the line, as long as it can sense the origin and move.

Those who move instinctively understand it faster than those who actually think in their minds.It's easier to get an answer than to think a little harder on your head.

Once pulled back large, the ghost of death bursts into the bush.I crawled through the ground and rushed into the floor at once.

Ha!

The bush holds the bat short and weighs heavily on hitting it instead of swinging.

True and right as a first choice to intercept the simple rush of the Dead Ghost.

An upper-swing that feels stiff from the bottom.

However, if it is between those who fight on the same earth.

Bunn!

The hitting of the bush cuts through the sky.

The bat that shook the thought that the ghost of death was coming up was just a fork.

A bush bat that crawls through the floor to guess the position of a dead spirit (ghost) can only cover a distance of zero centimetres to the floor if it touches the floor or rubs lightly.

No, if it's not a hard floor, but the soil in the batter box, it could be up to minus one or two centimeters.

But this is the flooring.

And the ghost can penetrate the floor and circle underneath.

"Ahh!!?"

The police scream instantly.

A desperate scream like when the batter of the baseball team was taken by the pitcher of the opponent's team and enjoyed three stunning shocks.

The bush's posture shakes the bat and the upper body floats.

In addition, I didn't grab anything with my left hand because of the flow when I swing out the bat.

I mean, it's empty.

I did not grab the vigilant bat, and further left of the bush.It can only be seen in gaps by anyone.

... shh...!

Death spirits (ghosts) “grow” from the floor.

From the left flooring of the Mao's defenseless, the Ghost rushes in again to catch a special blow that cannot even be guarded.

It seemed like there was nowhere in time from the moment.

"... sweet"

Whether the ghost can understand the ghost of the dead who has crushed it.

The palm of my left hand, which seemed to just drift in the sky, was just a little swollen.

It's a small cylindrical shape of the size that fits into the palm of your hand, inferred from the swelling.

The left hand was grasped with momentum, and the sound of a rupture burst.

And then something seeps into your whole fist at once from your palm.

Place the left fist with the face of the dead spirit (ghost) rushing at the inevitable timing of the moo, the inevitable timing of the moo, and the equals death spirit (ghost).

You don't even have to shake it out. The opponent is pushing in with all their might.

Just leave it there.

When fixing her collar, she squeezed the "bottle spray for outgoing travel" of the "Virgin's potion" that she had sneaked into her army hands, and then squeezed her left hand with the contents.

Her upper body is floating.

However, it was not the home run that was the target, but the hitting with the main focus on hitting hard.

After I hit it, I firmed my feet to run with all my strength, and the bat was shaking.

I left a firm step at my feet, right there.

Nanahan pushes the accelerator fully open into the base of the concrete.

Ohhh!!

The sound of the atmosphere is shaken, and the fist of the bush is pounded into the middle of the face of the ghost.

"Gotcha!!"

It is something to escape as it is, and perhaps this is also an army with a "holy" attribute of a single item (a set of three sets of 298 yen tax included) to firmly “grasp" the face.

An army player, including a mediator, the Outgoing Potion, interferes with the spiritual quality of the components of the Ghost Reaper.

"Gah, gah, gah!Gu, yaaaa!! "

The screams doubled just now.

From the face grabbed, something collapses and falls.

It's like torture.

"Sorry! This is the last time!"

Attention is drawn to the danger as if it were only a bat, daring to keep a small focus on instinctive evasion, limiting its movement, and putting up a trap to target only the left side of the apparently weak army.

Whoever it is, it looks like the malicious strong are desperately looking for the weak.

But it's for this one.To make sure it's decided. This “broken” guy in one shot.

I was able to scrape it from a distance with safety measures.It's a little dangerous, but there would have been a choice between wearing a Tyman and beating each other.

But sooner, sooner.

Make him a mere dead man.

Not as a mad ghost, but as a deceased person everywhere you can get someone to give you incense.

To mourn in peace.

"Rustle!!"

(It works!! 'Heels'!!)

Add it to the soaked Out Potion and tap the "Heel" into the body of the Ghost.

It is stronger than the original "heel" phosphorescence, and the left hand shines stronger with the "hang out" boost.

"Ah... ah... ahh..."

Instead of screaming earlier, you can hear a gentle, carefree crush leaking from the left hand of the sparkling lush.

"Ohhhh...."

Unlike the previous changes such as blurring and collapsing, the spirit of death (ghost) becomes a fine dust and collapses like sand flowing through the wind.

The dust falls below your left hand, but it disappears before you reach the ground.

About ten seconds in time.

The body of the dying spirit (ghost) gradually disappearing is no longer visible, only the face grabbed by the bush.

"Ah... I... I... don't..."

"Please rest slowly...."

Finally, one word.

The ghost of death, no, “he” said something to the moon, and the moon also said a word, and disappeared.

He left nothing behind, leaving only the left hand of the bush in the shape of grasping the apple.

I slowly gripped my left hand.

I feel only wet hands and broken bottles there.

Slowly gaze around and see the end of the furniture that has been smashed into the floor.

And I found it.

……

Without saying anything, I approach it and pick it up from the floor.

Understanding the end of the bush, the gatekeepers approached.

Looks like it's over.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry... I couldn't think of any other way."

A little distracted by that, the bush approached the gate and became jigged.

And it came to pass, that the gate was in Mao's hand.

"Are you making pictures? The pictures inside seem a little old."

Kokun, Mao nods.

I think the picture inside is some kind of sports bar.

A group wearing uniforms from the same baseball team is holding a boolean jack in their hands and smiling.

"... you know, this is the victim of this house, right?"

Mao pointed to a man who was lying shoulder-to-shoulder behind a group.

From the photo position, it is in a discreet position in the rear row.

The gazebo nodded for a moment.

"Yes, it seems a little young.... there was something in the material that I showed you earlier. "

"Nh... was that so? Oh, that's right."

The mao laid the picture on a safe table nearby.

And bow.

Maybe Gankura didn't notice in a moment.

But Mao noticed.

The man's face in the photo resembled the broken face of the ghost that he had just gripped.

And finally, when the voice came out.The moment I relaxed my hand.

It was his face that recovered the “face of life” that gently apologized "I'm sorry."

Was it good that way, or was there a different way if there was another way?

He seemed to have accepted a one-sided solution (push).

Perhaps I only pulled the curtain by force, and there was real salvation there.

He's the only one who knows that.

And there's no way to know that anymore.