Tokyo, Edogawa, Kasai Station.

The train's broadcast repeats in standard Japanese: "Kasi Station is here..."

The crowd in the car began to move slowly, and Mizuto Hayato followed the guidance on the mobile phone map toward Emiko Fukuyama's apartment.

The rail transit in Edogawa District is simply exaggerated. There are already dense crowds at rush hour in the morning and evening. If the carriages are completely canned sardines during peak hours, countless people are crowded in Tokyo, looking for opportunities to move forward, but most of the people in Tokyo are blindly following sardines.

"Kasi 3 chome 64-52."

While walking, Mido Hayato looked at the sky south, which was the sixth district in Tokyo's most prosperous capital, and it was also the same as the direction of the Earth-Blasting Stars.

There are many buildings, and huge meteorites are suspended in the air. Even though they are separated by a long distance, you can feel the oppression brought by the terrifying thing.

But what is more terrifying than a meteorite seems to be the Tokyo Metropolitan City, which is like a living person. Tens of millions of people are like wild monsters that can refresh at a fixed location. Even if a meteorite is floating not far away, it can still go to and from get off work normally. At most, it is just a few chats on the Internet after dinner.

They were afraid of meteorites in the air, but even more afraid of tomorrow of unemployment.

However, this is also the best choice made by the Japanese government under utilitarianism. Even if the Earth-Blasting Sky Star falls, it will only completely destroy half of the Wenjing District, and will have no direct impact on other parts of Tokyo.

"There are so many Indian restaurants." Mido Hayato looked at the street scenery of Edogawa District.

Edogawa District is located in the westernmost part of Tokyo and is adjacent to Chiba Prefecture, so the land prices and rents are relatively low. While it is cheap, it is not as chaotic as the northern districts, so it is very popular in the rental market. But on the other hand, Edogawa District is also a well-known foreigner gathering area in Tokyo.

The gathering place for Chinese people here in Tokyo is Ikebukuro, the Koreans are Shin Okubo, and the Edogawa District is basically the "world" of South Asians. Nepal and Bangladesh, of course, the most are Indians, especially Nishikasai. Indian women wearing saris can often be seen on the streets. It is said that Indian children basically occupy more than half of the classes in some elementary schools.

However, Mido Hayato is not here to experience the South Asian style today, he is going to develop the shrine business!

For this reason, he pretended to find Suzuki and some seemingly useful decimators from the shrine warehouse.

It just seems useful, but if you really want to eliminate the spirit, you have to look at his hands rubbing the holy light.

"Shui, water, Mito classmate?"

Just as Mizuto Hayato was about to reach No. 52, a girl standing not far away whispered his name.

Wearing square black-framed glasses, thick bangs, and a somewhat rustic cotton jacket. She did not wear short skirts to expose her knees like other Tokyo girls in winter. The girl was honestly wearing some rough pants.

It is completely different from the fashion in Tokyo. It is used in Japanese words to describe it as "local flavor", and it is a derogatory kind.

Translated into Chinese, it can be very appropriately turned into "earthy flavor".

And there was also a vegetable basket in my arms, which were stuffed with two green onions, enoki mushrooms, etc., each one was only a small portion, with a level of ground taste +2.

"Isanji, well, Isanji... Isanji?" Mido Hayato plundered the memories in his mind and remembered who the girl was not far away.

A high school classmate, a true academic master, entered the school with excellent grades and received scholarships every year. He is the top student he focuses on training in the private school where he works, and is the cutting-edge force of the University of Tokyo.

The two had no chance to speak in class. The original owner fell into autism after his parents died. The local island love seems to be not very good in terms of popularity.

How could a private school girl who wished she could dress herself up as a peacock play with a local girl full of ground smell?

"Do you live in this chome? It's so far away from the school." Mizuto Hayato found that he was not qualified to say the island love. In fact, Kawaguchi City where he is located is even further away from the Fumikyo District.

"Ah, Hi, my house is right there."

Mishima Love nervously held the grocery shopping basket and followed the direction of her finger. Hayato Mizuto discovered that it was exactly where she was going.

"Do you know Apartment No. 52?"

"No. 52, Apartment...ah, you are talking about that building..." Mishima Lian suddenly widened her eyes and hugged the vegetable basket even more nervously. The vegetables in the basket jumped out and fell back into the basket.

She stuttered, and she looked like a frightened little rabbit.

"Do you know about that apartment?" Mizuto Hayato was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that the attitude of the female academic master in this class seemed to have some problems.

"There are bad things in that apartment. Mito classmate, you must not go in... Stay away from that apartment."

"Well, I will pay attention." Hayato Mizuto naturally had to go there, and he had known about the dangers in the apartment.

This top student is really kind-hearted. He clearly asked about the way and didn't say much, but he has already begun to dissuade himself from entering that dangerous place.

As a resident living around, I should have heard of the haunted apartment.

"There are ghosts inside, there are really ghosts..." Mishimayan nodded his lips.

"Hiyi, I know, but I just went to that apartment to find a friend, no problem."

Nowadays, Mido Hayato looks like an ordinary student, not a shrine priest who came here to eliminate spirits.

"Ah, Hi Yi, Hi Yi... are you a friend?" Mishima Lian shrank his shoulders weakly.

She looked at the monarch in Mito Hayato's hand in confusion. Is this what I need to hold when I go to meet my friends?

In short, the imperial coin is a small stick wrapped with a strip of cloth or paper. It is a zigzag strip connected to one end of the stick. It is mainly used to worship gods, pray and exorcism.

While talking, Mizuto Hayato had already seen Apartment No. 52 and Emiko Fukuyama standing in front of the apartment.

He found that his prediction of love for Fukuyama Emiko was wrong, and this devout believer could encounter "true love" at any time!

The apartment with a total of six stories high is called "Fushan Apartment".

This is not the ‘the apartment I am in’, it is clearly the ‘the apartment I am in’.

The current situation diagram is self-evident!

"Master Mito!" Fukuyama Emiko waved to Mito Hayato.

The island-lost love on the side was startled and ran away like a frightened little rabbit. The first thing she was afraid of was a stranger, and the second thing she was afraid of was talking to a stranger.

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Chapter completed!