Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 77 Good Coconut?
Tomorrow Junbok is very depressed, extremely depressed.

I finally managed to get a vacation and went on a trip to Hokkaido with my family, but before I could even enjoy myself for two days, a phone call brought me back.

Amidst the cheerful expressions of his wife and daughter—"Go ahead and do your work, don't worry about us"—Tomorrow Junfu returned to the police station, feeling utterly miserable.

On the scorching street, Asahi Junfu was directing his subordinates to seal off a designated area according to orders from above.

Such orders were something that Toshifuku Asahi was quite familiar with, since the cabinet would do the same when it came down for inspections or to hold meetings.

But the question is, what's the deal with these yakuza groups?
"Hey, Miyagawa, what's going on with you guys?"

Faced with Toshifuku Asahi's question, Miyagawa came to his side with a wry smile.

“I don’t know either, but the people above sent someone to notify me early this morning, asking me to cooperate with you to drive away the surrounding residents and prevent homeless people or people driven by curiosity from entering.”

Upon hearing this, Tomorrow Junfu frowned and looked at the eight-story, square-shaped building that stood out among the surrounding low-rise houses not far away.

His intuition told him that something extraordinary was going to happen today.

The House of Truth, the headquarters of the Church of Truth.

With bloodshot eyes and a strong smell of blood still emanating from her even after changing her clothes, Fu Jiang stood at the door.

"Hello, miss, are you here to join our Church of Truth?!"

The believer looked at the incredibly beautiful girl in front of him, excitedly went up to her and asked happily.

"Are you a member of the Church of Truth?"

"Of course, we, the Church of Truth, are..."

"Go in."

Upon hearing Fu Jiang's indifferent voice, the cultist's eyes suddenly narrowed, and then he looked at Fu Jiang with a fanatical expression.

"Ok."

Following the two into the interior, Fu Jiang coldly surveyed the believers reciting doctrine on the central stage in the courtyard.

Fu Jiang twisted her stiff neck.

Click.

The neck of the cultist who led Fujiang inside suddenly shattered, and a pale arm emerged from his neck.

With great effort, Fu Jiang, expressionless, with a sinister and terrifying look in his eyes, emerged from his body, his body covered in crimson blood.

On the ground, the lifeless corpses of the cultists were swelling up with one bulge after another.

On the eighth floor of the headquarters, Matsushima Shikin looked at Nagaharu Kuro and the other man with a grim expression.

"This is your foolproof plan? This is the torture expert you hired?!"

When confronted with Matsushima Shikin's questioning, Nagaharu Kuro's expression turned extremely unpleasant.

"Internal strife is pointless. What we need to consider now is how to deal with the investigation by the police and the exorcism association."

Upon hearing this, Matsushima Shikin glared angrily at the two of them.

"Find a way to send a message to Chang Ben, telling him not to say anything out of line at the police station. As for my followers, don't worry, their families are all in this building and won't say anything."

"More trouble than it's worth."

After berating the two men, Matsushima Shikin sat on the sofa with a grim expression, pondering whether he should kill them today and take the foolish calamity.

However, at that moment, a voice that suppressed its murderous intent and tried to remain as calm as possible suddenly came from the speakers that were supposed to be playing educational songs.

Can you hear me?

"Yes, judging from your expressions, you can hear me. My name is Kawakami Fukie, and I'm one of the two girls you're trying to catch."

“The boy you arrested yesterday is my boyfriend, my lover, and my unmarried husband.”

"He...thanks to your care yesterday, he endured hardships I've never experienced."

“He always forbade me from killing people because he thought it would cause me to lose my humanity. I was very obedient and didn’t kill anyone properly after Yamazaki Alley.”

"However, if you find that I still have a shred of humanity left today, I apologize to you."

Before Matsushima Shikin and the others could even react to what had happened, screams began to echo from inside the building.

"Demon, demon!!!"

Upon hearing the noise, Matsushima Shikin suddenly stood up from his seat and looked down at the stage.

With his eyesight, he could barely make out what was happening below.

Even though he could only vaguely see a shadow, it still terrified him.

"That is.!"

In the chaotic crowd below, a male cultist screamed in terror as he looked down at the Fujiang that had grown out of his chest. Before he could react, she angrily bit off his throat.

The scattered followers tried to find a place to hide, but after running only a few steps, they suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Then, amidst her pained expression, a blood-soaked Fu Jiang, with a piece of internal organ in its mouth, emerged expressionlessly from her abdomen.

Or, a female believer stands there with a dazed look in her eyes, and in just a few seconds, her face suddenly contorts and transforms into the likeness of Fu Jiang.

Then, amidst the horrified screams of his companions, he pinned him down, gouged out his eyes with his fingers, and tore his throat.

The horrific scene below not only sent chills down Matsushima Shikin's spine, but also filled Changchun Kuro and the other two with terror.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"What are you standing there for? Tell your followers to grab their weapons and kill her!!"

Amidst Changchun Jiulang's startled shout, Matsushima Shikin hurriedly snapped out of his daze and looked at Fukie, who was looking up at them from the first-floor stage.

Taking the landline, Matsushima Shikin gave a panicked order.

"Kill that woman! Kill that monster in the center of the stage!!!"

Outside, Asahi Toshifuku took the cigarette that Miyagawa had lit for him, sat under the eaves, and exhaled a puff.

"Have all the people in the surrounding area been asked to leave?"

"Please leave. By the way, how did you manage to alert the Self-Defense Forces?"

Asahi Junbok let out a sigh of relief.

"how could I know?"

Just as the two were chatting, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from a building in the distance.

"Damn it! Where did all these gunshots come from? Is this a terrorist attack?!" Asahi Toshifuku immediately drew his sidearm and was about to grab the pager when he heard an order coming from the other end.

"All units are requested to cooperate with the Self-Defense Forces to protect the safety of residents. The Self-Defense Forces are currently conducting a crackdown on a terrorist organization called the 'Truth Cult.' This is stated again."

Inside the Truth Building, amidst a hellish scene, Fu Jiang, with a grim and twisted expression, arrived on the eighth floor and found Matsushima Shikin and Changchun Jiulang.

The moment they met, a gunshot rang out, and Fujang was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

However, before the group could even rejoice, one after another, bloodied Fu Jiangs, filled with boundless hatred, charged up the stairs with various weapons.

"Hurry, hurry and summon that vengeful ghost, kill this monster!!"

At this moment, Matsushima Shikin could no longer hide his special ability. He used his telekinesis to control everything around him and smashed it like a bullet at the Fukie split in front of him.

However, despite the attack, the expression of the Fujang split remained unchanged, and it continued to stare intently at the group as it moved forward.

The pen pierced through its head, and Fujang rushed forward and ripped it off. The split body's injuries healed quickly, and it got up and continued to charge forward.

The table smashed his head, and Fujang took a knife and chopped the split body on the ground in half. He watched as new split bodies grew from the writhing wounds and continued to charge forward.

Downstairs, as the split groups charged forward in a frenzy, more and more Fujiang emerged from the corpses and pounced on the terrified and collapsing Truth Believers around them.

Although Fujiang can also control its cells to divide directly, that's too slow, far less efficient than growth with basic nutrition.

At this moment, Fukie, who had completely lost her humanity, transformed into the most terrifying monster, facing their pleas, fear, and retaliation.

Without a shred of mercy, regardless of gender or age, they launched an indiscriminate massacre against everyone.

Seeing the terrifying situation before him, Changchun Jiulang, disregarding everything else, bit his finger and released the Bone Spirit from the Tribulation of Foolishness.

As soon as the Bone Spirit emerged from the Tribulation of Ignorance, it sensed Fu Jiang and the vigorous yet twisted life force of its split forms.

With an excited roar, the Bone Spirit immediately released its Ghost Domain.

With a stretch of its arms, exquisite bone flowers, like fans, quickly unfolded behind it, filling the entire corridor.

"Won!"

This is a vengeful ghost that even Haruko Higa finds troublesome. In Chōshun Kūrō's view, as long as the bone spirit makes a move, a monster like Fukie, who has no spiritual power, will be mercilessly devoured by it!

Even if she could grow indefinitely, she would have absolutely no chance against a Bone Spirit, a vengeful ghost that could absorb life force!
As expected, just as Changchun Jiulang had predicted, the Fujang split body was quickly pierced and killed by the bone spirit's ghost domain, and its life force was being frantically absorbed by the bone spirit.

Looking at the clones who had been drained of their life force and turned into dried corpses, Changchun Jiulang's face revealed an excited smile.

However, his smile was quickly replaced by terror.

Because he discovered that the Bone Spirit's attacks seemed to be exactly in line with the speed at which Fu Jiang split.

After all, when the splits are attacked and their chests are pierced, the splits next to them will cut off her arm and throw it forward.

When the body is broken, it will use its hands to support itself on the ground and leap forward, then suddenly twist its neck, causing its body to split into two completely new split bodies.

Therefore, no matter how dense the Bone Spirit's attacks were, the distance between the split entities and Changchun Jiulang and the others was still rapidly closing.

"Kill her! Kill her!!!"

Behind them, Matsushima Shikin watched as the ferocious Bone Spirit was unable to completely kill Fukie. A look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he silently took a step back, controlling the two daggers to hide behind him.

If things go wrong, he will kill the two people, and then he will take the Foolish Calamity and escape through the secret passage to any place, even abroad.

With the Bone Spirit combined with its own psychic power, it can conquer its own kingdom no matter where it is!

The world is so big, there's no way this monster could find itself!

However, just as Matsushima Shikin's eyes were filled with malice, preparing to kill the two from behind, the split entities launched wave after wave of attacks.

Darkness has come.

The pitch-black instant that devoured everything replaced the Bone Spirit's crimson ghost realm, and then the figure that made every cell in Fu Jiang's body uneasy reappeared beside Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang suddenly turned her head to look, and this time, she saw it clearly.

I saw clearly the illusory figure whose eyes were filled with pain, resentment, jealousy, anger, and boundless killing intent.

"Jia Yezi?"

Amidst Fujang's incredulous murmurs, a dense, fragmented sound, like shattering glass, echoed in her ears.

First, the bones that filled the entire space turned to dust one by one, then the bones' bodies, and finally Changchun Jiulang who was holding the Foolish Tribulation.

If it weren't visible to the naked eye, Fu Jiang would never have believed that the human body could gradually shatter like glass.

However, under the horrified gazes of her and Matsushima Shikin, Changchun Jiulang's body fell to the ground piece by piece like a shattered porcelain vase.

This shattering didn't happen instantly, but rather spread from Changchun Jiulang's feet all the way down to his lower abdomen, then to his neck, and finally to his head, amidst his miserable wails.

His entire body, like a building block, crumbled into pieces and scattered on the ground.

In a panic, Matsushima Shikin instinctively controlled the surrounding furniture to smash Fukie and the illusory Jia Yezi next to her.

Without looking back, he ran towards the secret passage, howling in fear. However, after only a few steps, a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest.

Looking down, I saw that there was a dark patch on my chest, but it was completely empty.

Before Fujang could even react to the connection between this suddenly appearing Jia Yezi and Ju-on, a distortion that was invisible to the naked eye but perceptible to the mind suddenly appeared.

Subsequently, throughout the entire Truth Building, except for Fu Jiang, who was wearing the amulet given to her by Jia Yezi, all the split entities, as well as the surviving Truth Cult members who had not yet died, all turned into blood plasma and exploded.

Outside, Haruko Higa stood by Izumi Inoue, looking extremely troubled.

She originally wanted to stay in the hospital to watch over Jia Yezi, fearing that the terrifying spiritual power within her would go out of control and cause a tragedy.

However, the commotion coming from here forced her to leave behind some methods and rush over.

"Head of the Inoue family, do you know what you're doing? Without a legitimate reason, even the Inoue family would be in trouble facing those old fogies in the cabinet."

Inoue Izumi smiled slightly.

"It's alright, it's just a matter of giving up enough benefits."

But that's it!

Before she could finish speaking, Haruko Higa noticed a tremendous spiritual energy emanating from the Truth Building that was imperceptible to ordinary people.

Subsequently, the Bone Spirit's signature crimson ghostly aura filled the entire eighth floor.

"Damn it! He actually used a vengeful ghost against an ordinary person like Fu Jiang!"

Inoue Izumi also sensed something was wrong from Higa Haruko's expression, but just as he was about to have someone contact the Self-Defense Forces to go in and rescue her.

Pitch blackness suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, and the entire Truth Building was suddenly swallowed up by pitch blackness, like a black hole, without a trace of light.

(End of this chapter)