4. Purple-haired female passerby

Walking on the street at dusk, there are some students who have just finished club activities beside Matou Shinji (Mato Shinji's private elementary school holidays are slightly different from ordinary elementary schools), and they walk past him chatteringly, this may be in this city. The only living view.

Other than that, everything was lifeless and gloomy. There were many shops on the street with their doors closed. It was clearly in the center of the city, but the doors were splashed with paint and some words about debt collection were written.

Who would have thought that this was a city in Tokyo, Matou Shinji shook his head and continued to walk forward, but because it was an area of ​​Tokyo, how luxurious and prosperous it was at the beginning, how desolate and bad it is now, after all... ...the bubble has burst.

Several sloppy little gangsters walked through the street with bad smiles, talking and laughing.

"Hey, what are we going to do today?"

"Hey... I don't have any money in my hands, but... there is another fun without money. Let's continue to clean up the dregs of society!"

Afterwards, several teenagers turned into an alley while talking and laughing, and one of the homeless people who was sitting on the ground suddenly got up after seeing these people. Run down the alley.

"Stop! You are the scum of society! You dare to run, let us catch up, and you will be punished!"

The leading boy shouted and chased after him. This all happened in the alley facing the street. Even these voices were clearly heard, but no passers-by responded, as if they were not surprised.

Shen Er looked around at the pedestrians. If he established a ritual formation to gather evil spirits in this city with the help of the leylines, it would be a great success. After all, the strong negative emotions had already shrouded the city like a cloud.

The streets were not clean, and it could even be said to be dirty. After staying in this city for a while, the whole person seemed to be in a gloomy mood, which made Matou Shinji frown, feeling that something was not right, even if it was this The city is shrouded in strong negative emotions, and it has definitely not reached the point of forming a natural ritual...

Then he stretched his brows, no matter what, it had nothing to do with himself, a small landlord who was just here to collect rent.

At this time, a purple-haired girl in a dress similar to that of a nun stumbled out of the alley, and even after a cry of pain, she leaned against the wall of the street and slowly knelt on the ground.

The girl's face was very pale, and Matou Shinji smelled a faint smell of blood emanating from the girl's body, and it seemed that she was seriously injured.

The people around didn't seem to see her. It was business as usual without anyone to greet her. Shinji sighed helplessly, ready to go up and ask, and help her to call the hospital by the way. Still don't mind doing it.

Just when he was about to step forward, there was someone who took a step ahead of him. It was a tall black-haired man with seriousness and seriousness on his face. He squatted down and asked softly:

"Does it hurt?"

Asakami Fujino endured the pain and looked up at the man in front of him with some doubts, not knowing why he knew about his situation, let alone what this person wanted to do.

The black-haired man didn't wait for her to answer, and he didn't expect her to respond. He just quickly put his hand on Asaka Fujino's shoulder, like a casual pat on the shoulder, and then got up and left.

After the man left, Asakami Fujino instantly disappeared the severe pain on his back, but unlike before, he could vaguely feel the subtle pain in his body, kneeling on the cold hard concrete floor, he could feel it. When she had a clear sense of pain, she... seems to have regained the sense of pain!

Asakami Fujino was shocked by this situation and lost his ability to think. After standing there for a while, he immediately fled to his residence.

"This is..."

magic! The man used healing magic to cure the purple-haired girl. Is he the magician of this city? Matou Shinji didn't know this, and quietly watched the purple-haired girl disappear from sight.

hum!

The street lights came on, and at this time, Shinji Matou realized that the sun had completely set, and there were more pedestrians on the street.

Under the street lights, flying insects quickly gathered, and some missing notices and small advertisements posted on the lampposts could be clearly seen in the dim light.

Matou Shinji walked in the direction of the hotel, saying that there were more people at night, but in fact, there were not many people, instead, there were more gangsters with dyed hair and tattoos.

Matou Shinji came to an intersection. There were many pedestrians here during the day, but at this time it was empty and very quiet.

A figure suddenly rushed out of the alley on the side of the road, and ran in front of Matou Shinji, his eyes were full of fear and panic, as if he was running away.

Almost collided with Matou Shinji! Then when Matou Shinji wanted to continue walking——

Whoosh!

A steel pipe flew in front of him, almost wiping Shinji's hair, and slammed into the back of the running man. With a loud scream, four young men with clubs rushed out of the alley. When he came out, he grinned and surrounded the people on the ground.

At this time, Matou Shinji could clearly see the appearance of the person being chased. He was in his forties, dressed in rags, and looked like a homeless person, but his beard was neatly cleaned. Pour, a worn pen fell to the ground.

"Old guy! How dare you run!"

The steel pipe in the hands of the leading boy slammed into the homeless man's arm, with a cruel smile on his face. This guy even made them run such a long way and waste so much energy. It can't be so simple tonight. Let him go.

"what!!"

The homeless man's arm was suddenly bent into a weird angle, and the boy didn't keep his hand at all, so he directly broke the bone.

"Please forgive me, I have never provoke you!"

The homeless man wailed and begged for mercy, tears and snot flowing down, looking very pitiful, but this appearance made the teenagers show a happy smile, which is what they wanted to see.

"Yo! With a pen, it's really leisurely!"

One of the teenagers saw the pen rolling on the ground, with an interesting look on his face, picked up the pen, unscrewed the cap and plunged it to the ground. Standing up, using the standard baseball throwing stance, he suddenly threw the pen out.

"My daughter gave it to me!"

The homeless wanted to struggle to get up, his face was full of anger, but the next moment a stick hit him on the head, accompanied by severe pain and dizziness, he fell to the ground again, and could only continue to beg for mercy. .