Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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Oatmeal, the runaway dog, charged towards Dou Tang!

Dou Tang stood ready, his hands reaching down to assume a side stance, his eyes turning fierce!

The dog charged!

Dou Tang thrust his left hand forward and paused with his right hand backward!

"Wang Woo!"

The head of the oatmeal is right in front of me!

Dou Tang formed a claw with his left hand and lifted it upside down!

"Waaah... Hah—"

He placed his hand directly on the dog's chest, and Oatmeal stood up on its hind legs, accepting his stroking.

"Hmm... Good doggy, good doggy."

Dou Tang scratched its chest vigorously, while the black cat looked at him with obvious disdain.

Chinatsu Kume ran over: "Hey, Kiryu-kun, hey, why does Oatmeal seem... not so fierce to you?"

At this moment, Dou Tang completely suppressed his aura and no longer carried the backbone of Jiang Dao Yi Zai, so he wouldn't be disliked by dogs like before.

As for petting dogs... setting aside the aura created by resentment, Dou Tang is quite popular with small animals, because the act of helping souls pass on not only brings him power, but also a friendly atmosphere.

"Who knows? Maybe he was just nervous in a new environment last time. Now that he's familiar with it, of course he won't be fierce."

Dou Tang smiled and said, "But, Kume-kun, I remember this dog belongs to Ms. Kamisaki, right? Why is it here with you?"

Upon hearing this, Chinatsu Kume bit her lip and said, "Miss Shinzen... she ran away from home and left the oatmeal with me."

"Run away from home?" Dou Tang seemed to understand something.

Could it be that Ringo Shinsaki had a falling out with her father because of the old school building incident?

But what exactly was the reason? Did Lu Zizhen say something when she stopped her that day?

She's always been good at stirring up trouble.

Dou Tang removed the oatmeal from his body, then scratched its head vigorously, and said, "Alright... I won't interfere in other people's family affairs. She entrusted the oatmeal to you, so she must trust you a lot."

Chinatsu Kume nodded, then asked curiously, "And what about you, Kiryu-kun?"

How did I get here?

"I've come to pick up my cat." Dou Tang waved.

The black cat Mikazuki meowed and hopped onto Doutang's shoulder in a few steps, looking at Yanmai smugly, though it was unclear what it was so proud of.

You're a cat demon, and you feel pretty proud of bullying ordinary dogs, huh?

There's something wrong with your cat!

Dou Tang thought to himself.

Oatmeal, with her big eyes wide open and tongue lolling out, stared curiously at Mikazuki.

"Ah! So this cat is yours!" Chinatsu Kume exclaimed in surprise, then smiled and said, "This cat is really intelligent. Lately, I've been taking Oatmey out, and we always run into it. Oatmey has a lot of fun playing with it!"

Dou Tang glanced at Mikazuki, his eyes saying, "Good heavens, a repeat offender?"

Mikazuki grinned, then turned away from him, clearly noticing the mockery in Toudou's eyes.

"Its name is Mikazuki. I found it, and now it's half free-range and half domesticated."

"Mikazuki... does that mean crescent moon? It suits you well, a black cat."

Dou Tang nodded and said, "Alright, it's good that you received it. I have some urgent business to attend to, Kume-kun. I'll contact you later."

"Eh, so fast?" Chinatsu Kume seemed to want to stop him: "But I... I still have something I want to tell you. Kiryu-kun, have you eaten yet? I remember there's a place recently..."

Dou Tang waved his hand: "No, I do have some urgent matters to attend to. Kume, let's talk about dinner after I'm done with this busy period."

"My birthday is in three days, October 1st. Will you be able to come to my house then?"

"Go to your place? Of course I have time!"

Chapter 73 Night

Chinatsu Kume was clearly very interested in this matter and immediately agreed.

Dou Tang smiled and nodded, then bid farewell with Mikazuki on his shoulder before riding away.

Mikazuki nestled into his arms, only her head peeking out, her beard askew from the wind.

"Mikazuki, I need you to help me look into something. Have you heard of Bone Tengu?"

Mikazuki's tail rubbed against his belly, and he whimpered, "Of course I've heard of it. Legend has it that a tengu that dies with resentment will turn into a skeleton, a kind of evil spirit that's quite difficult to deal with. It's only appeared a few times in history. Why are you asking about this?"

"So you know about Bone Tengu? Then what if... the vengeful spirit of a Bone Tengu gets mixed up with a human soul?"

Mikazuki licked his paws: "Hey, Tou-tang, shouldn't you know more about this? Don't you have the power to control souls? Those vortexes of vengeful spirits on your body... you should be quite experienced, right?"

"Experience...yes, but I've never thought about how to separate these two souls."

"Why separate them?" Mikazuki asked, somewhat surprised. "That human is mixed with the evil spirit's soul, so he's bound to die. Even if he's cured, he'll be a madman. Why don't you just give him a quick death?"

"Shouldn't we just perform a ritual to help him pass on to the afterlife when something like this happens?" Mikazuki asked curiously, looking up at Toudou's motorcycle helmet visor.

Dou Tang clicked his tongue.

"Hey, you need to understand, if that kind of thing really happens, although I haven't experienced it myself, there's definitely only one way to deal with it. Souls mixed together is no joke."

"As far as I know, those who could house a soul in their bodies in history either went mad, died, or became a great demon who lost his mind. Do you understand what a great demon is? Just like Ito-sama."

"Just think about it, if such a powerful force were unleashed in Tokyo, even at the best-case scenario, a huge number of people would die, right?"

"You're not still thinking about saving him, are you?"

"It's just a thought." Dou Tang seemed somewhat dejected. "It's just a thought."

"If I can do it, why can't others?"

Mikazuki didn't reply. Although it didn't understand what the power of the torrent was, it was certain that such terrifying power was probably impossible to replicate, otherwise... this world would have been in chaos long ago.

"Help me look into something about Bone Tengu, that's all."

Dou Tang placed the three-day moon by the roadside and gave it some instructions.

"Ha, you really know how to command a cat... So, what's the reward?"

Dou Tang pondered for a moment and said, "How about doubling your weekly cat food allowance for the next month?"

"You bastard, what do you take me for! I'm a demon, you know! Show some respect!" Mikazuki immediately snapped.

"So...so you're refusing?"

"...Fine, I'm just sitting around doing nothing anyway...but I still need payment!"

Dou Tang gave an OK sign.

"I'll be waiting for your message at that park tomorrow at noon."

Mikazuki nodded and skipped away, disappearing around the corner.

Dou Tang breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky. It was already evening. He had spent almost the entire city of Tokyo today, running around everywhere, and he was quite tired.

Go back and rest.

………………

late at night.

As usual, Ejima Iya strolled through the campus, his bones making a slight clicking sound.

The moonlight shone on his body, revealing an even paler, artificial skeleton beneath the white coat.

He stood by the window, looking at the only real bone in his fingertip, at the pitted and dirty marks of time, and felt a pang of pain.

His mind was a jumbled mess, no, it really was a jumbled mess; anyway, all he had left was his head.

It's a skull, but who knows what's inside it?

As a medical student, even if I only end up as a school doctor, I will still understand the human body.

But now, all I have left is a skull, and I have to borrow a plastic skull toy for my body. It would be a miracle if I could find even a shred of flesh, let alone any muscle. Yet, I can still run, jump, and be full of energy.

I am now an evil spirit, a vengeful ghost, a soul trapped in the world, unable to find peace, unable even to fall asleep. I might as well be buried on the rooftop forever.

Jiangdao Yizai looked out the window at the moon and stretched out his hand. The moonlight flowed through his fingers and poured down. As he looked at the light flowing between his fingers, a thought surged into his mind.

Go and look for your own bones. A piece of finger bone brought back fragments of memories that kept flashing. If you collect more, will your memories come back?

Thinking it through, Ejima Izai began to explore the corridor step by step.

But it's obvious that there won't be any results here. You can't find anything just by knocking on the walls. He has to find a way to sense the bones, just like he did with the evil spirit in the toilet that day.

The erosion of the real world by evil spirits seems to have no effect on the area near my bones. If I were to find an evil spirit, wouldn't I be a human-shaped... ghost-shaped mine detector?

Thinking of this, he became excited and started to approach the toilet that had been haunted before, but as soon as he reached the corridor on the back side of the yard, he noticed something was wrong.

One of the classroom doors was open. He went inside and could see the playground and warehouse in the backyard through the classroom window.

At this moment, the playground was completely silent.

Only a few figures remained standing.

Some, some figures?

Jiangdao Yizai stared in surprise, or rather, he felt that his eyes were wide open, since he was no longer made of flesh and blood.

A group of blurry shadows stood on the playground, bathed in moonlight, staggering towards the back of the warehouse. But Ejima Iya couldn't tell whether they were walking away with their backs to him or slowly retreating while staring at him.

"It's haunted again!" Jiangdao Yizai exclaimed in surprise, completely unaware that he himself was a ghost.

He hurried toward the backyard, not thinking about what was going on, but rather whether he could communicate with the group of figures.

Those are ghosts, ghosts just like me. If I chat with them, will I get any clues about myself?

He quickly ran downstairs, pried open the back door and went out, slowly arriving at the playground, but he felt a little uneasy.

A few meters ahead were those figures. Under the moonlight, the figures appeared as a gradient of gray and light blue. The lower half of their bodies turned light blue and slowly disappeared, leaving only the light gray upper body recognizable.

Those figures, with their backs to Ejima Izai, stared blankly at a spot behind the warehouse, slowly moving forward.

Seeing that these illusory figures seemed to have no ill intentions towards him, Ejima Iya slowly mustered up his courage and moved forward. He stretched his long skeletal legs to their limit and planted them on the ground before daring to slowly move his other foot over and take another step, like Tom in the cartoon tiptoeing to do something naughty.

Chapter 74 Awakening from Confusion

As he got closer, Ejima Izai realized that these illusory figures were all dressed in ancient and tattered clothes, their faces and bodies wrapped in bandages, and they all seemed to be people who had suffered serious injuries.

Their eyes were empty and unfocused as they walked aimlessly toward the back of the warehouse, their purpose unknown.

Pain spread across their faces, their features contorted, but they didn't look fierce; they only evoked pity.

Ejima Izai mustered his courage and tried to pull away the phantoms, but he touched nothing; these phantoms were completely untouchable.

The skeletal hand struck empty air, but Ejima Iya instantly fell to his knees and let out a shrill roar.

“Ah, ahhhhh…”

After roaring, he knelt on the ground for a long time, clutching the skeletal arm, before slowly recovering.

In that instant, a violent and inexplicable emotion surged through his arm and into his mind, accompanied by a searing pain that burned his soul, making it unbearable for him to cry out.

"W-what happened..."

The excruciating pain still made him tremble all over, and even a tingling, electric shock-like sensation surged up, making it impossible for him to stop shaking.

At that moment, complex and surging emotions surged into the depths of his soul. Pain and anger, mixed with deep sorrow and hatred, attacked him all at once, almost shattering all of Ejima Iya's reason.

He struggled to his feet and looked at the illusory figure in front of him. The illusory figure he had just touched had disappeared. He was certain that it had vanished.

Why is this happening? Did I scare it away? But there are still so many here... Or did it... enter my body?

Jiangdao Yizai frantically searched himself up and down, but found nothing. The strange feeling in his body slowly dissipated, and he was still himself.

This only made him more confused.

There are so many phantoms before my eyes. If they are all like the one I touched before, carrying such immense emotions... then what is the destination of these phantoms?

Where are they going?

Jiangdao Yizai found an edge, bypassed the phantoms, and walked along the edge of the warehouse towards the back.

He even felt a little smug; his skeletal body was unexpectedly in demand at this time, since without flesh and blood, his skeletal form...