My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

　　 The night is sluggish, and the roads with street lights in the distance shuttle past like golden belts.

　　 In front of the Chidagoya Tunnel, members of the Self-Defense Forces armed with guns lined up and kept advancing forward. In the distant night, some people gradually appeared, and they came to encircle here.

　　 Nijima Risa in a black combat uniform stands at the entrance of the tunnel, like a beautiful silhouette on a black background. Beside her, there is a team of 40, fully armed members of the Nine Sections.

　　 There are two roads in front of her, one leading to the inside of the tunnel, and the other leading to the Xianshouyuan above the tunnel.

　　 There are two roads, one is a dead end, and the other is still uncertain.

　　 So, will Xia Xilin die tonight?

　　 Before the end, no one knows.

The rain was heavy, but it also washed the world thoroughly, making everything clear in this heavy rain, all the lights were turned on, the light was shining, and the car coming from behind was lit up. The car lights, the flower beds and the trees on the roadside are all verdant.

　　 Under the bright car lights, the waves of water droplets reflected light, and Xia Xilin got out of the back seat of the car and stood beside her.

　　 "Long time no see." Niijima Risa greeted lightly.

　　 Xia Xilin didn't answer, but just nodded.

　　 Niijima Risa gave a blank expression to the bandaged hands of the Miko, and said, "I will arrange a group of ten to assist you. I hope you can bring them back safely."

　　 "Thank you, Captain Niijima." Xia Xilin responded and walked into the tunnel.

　　 The ten-member team led by Takao Ishikawa stood out in awe and followed.

　　 There were thirty people remaining in the queue, and Madam Niijima stood among them, staring at Xia Xilin's distant back with extremely complicated eyes.

　　 If possible, she hopes that she will never see her again.

　　 But the sense of responsibility as a member of Jiu Ke reminds her that if she can come back safely tonight, it will be the best result.

　　 "Little Zhen."

　　 Sister's words rang in my ears, and Niijima hurriedly recovered.

　　 "Yes, Captain Niijima."

　　 "I will take ten people to Xian Shou Yuan, and you will lead the rest, cooperate with the members of the Self-Defense Forces, and be responsible for the surrounding security work."

　　 "Huh? Sister, I want to be with me."

　　 "During the mission, please ask the Niijima team leader to execute the order."

　　'S voice was so severe that it was uncomfortable. Even though Niijima felt aggrieved, he could only gritted his teeth and replied loudly: "Received!"

Niijima Risa looked up at the Senju-in Temple above the tunnel. It was connected to the highway on one side and the darker woods on the side. The tall buildings behind it seemed to disappear into the sky, and most of the field of vision was covered by black walls. Occupied, several windows light up on the wall sporadically, and red aviation warning lights flashing like breathing higher above.

　　 The small temple is like an isolated island on the sea, floating in the dark and shining city.

　　 The rain is getting worse, it hurts to hit the face, and it’s hard to open the eyes.

　　 The most uncomfortable thing is the combat uniform on the body. After getting wet, it makes people breathless. The shoes underneath are also the same. Every time you lift your foot, it takes twice as much effort.

　　 When Risa Niijima knocked on the door, she glanced back at the ten burly members of the nine divisions behind her. Especially seeing the heavy equipment carried on them, she suddenly felt even more disgusted with her slender body.

　　 In the rain at night, some of the dilapidated wooden doors of Xian Shou Yuan were opened, and a man in his fifties poked his head out of it.

　　 The monk in Senjuyuan was temporarily dismissed a few days ago, and Tokugawa Shinto is the only monk who stayed here.

　　 "Mage Tokugawa, excuse me." Nijima Risa said politely, and then said, "Please take us to the cemetery. We need to explore the entire cemetery."

　　 Tokugawa Shinto looked cold, and asked, "Do you have a search warrant?"

　　 Nijima Risa shook her head.

　　 Tokugawa Shinto said nothing, pulling the door and preparing to close it.

　　 The next second, the black muzzle hit his head directly.

　　 Tokugawa Shinto bowed down respectfully, turned around and made an inviting gesture: "Captain Niijima, please come in."

　　Risa Niijima walked through the courtyard of the temple and took ten people straight to the cemetery behind the temple.

　　...

　　 Below the cemetery, in the dim and cold tunnel, a girl wearing a red and white witch costume walked through it, followed by a ten-meter fully armed member of the Nine Divisions.

　　The street lamp installed on the wall has failed, and inside the dark tunnel, there is a cold and muddy breath.

　　 Regardless of whether you look forward or backward, there is nothing but desperate darkness.

　　 Ishikawa Takao turned on the communicator in Eardori and tried to contact the outside.

　　 "...shasha...am I...hear..."

All that came from the 　　 channel was chaotic electric currents.

　　 The magnetic field fluctuates too strongly, which completely interferes with the signal transmission.

　　 Ishikawa Takao looked around, and with the light from the headlights, he could see that the tunnel top to the inner walls on both sides were all uneven and slightly squirming dark red flesh.

　　 "tick, tick..."

　　 From time to time, there are dark red sticky blood drops dripping from the top of the tunnel.

　　 These should be the masterpieces of the wraiths buried in Xianshouyuan.

　　 Ishikawa Takao imagined the tired bones on top of his head, and suddenly felt a little cold.

　　 The space in front of Xia Xilin was suddenly rippling like a lake with stones thrown into it, and then, the witch lost her track.

　　 "The whole team follow up!" Before he could think about it, Ishikawa made a gesture to move on, and ten people jumped into the chaotic space one after another.

　　Ying Right now is a thick fog-shrouded forest, and the stale wind is constantly blowing from the forest.

　　 Except for the howl of the wind, the surrounding area is quiet.

　　 Xia Xilin smelled the stench from the end of her nose with a serious expression.

　　 There should be a lot of living creatures in the ordinary wild. Toads in the water, squirrels in the forest, and grasshoppers in the grass. These animals that could have made noises have all disappeared at this moment.

　　 Xia Xilin can conclude that the smell that UU reading www.uukanshu.com now smells is a monster.

　　 And it was a richness she had never felt before.

　　 quickly walked forward, as if suddenly touching a small but tough silk thread at his waist, a spring force suddenly returned.

　　 She twisted her body quickly and backed away, and found that the white clothes had been corroded and turned black.

　　This thread is poisonous!

　　 A faint blue light flashed in her eyes, and she opened her eyes and scanned the surroundings carefully, only to find that the silk thread in front was like a gossip, like a huge spider web.

The woods on both sides of 　　 are also densely covered with this black silk thread. There are several human bones hanging upside down on the treetops. Judging from the claw marks on the bones, it looks like they were eaten by animals with sharp claws.

　　 Ishikawa Takao came behind her and made a gesture to welcome the enemy.

　　 The remaining members of the Nine Divisions raised their weapons and assumed a posture of preparing for battle.

In front of 　　's line of sight, several spider monsters hung down from the gloomy canopy, and dense green spots lit up in the darkness.

　　 Those are the eyes of the spider demon, and you have a phobia of seeing crowds.

　　 "Miss Xia Xi, please save your strength at this stage." Ishikawa Takao said respectfully and turned to face the spider demon in front of him.

　　 waved a big hand: "Fire!"

　　Several weapons such as automatic rifles, machine guns, bazookas, grenade launchers, etc. exploded instantly and the gunshots boiled.

　　 The rocket flew out with sparks and exploded into a blazing fireball in the air. In the tumbling air waves, flames flooded the green trees.

　　 The violent explosion kept sounding, and the hot air wave swept over the surrounding flowers and plants, quickly drying the original attached moisture, and then igniting the flame.

　　 Facing the smell of gunpowder, Xia Xilin took off the wooden bow with an expression as usual, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow.