I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

five minutes later.

"Yeah, I'm lucky today."

Araki Sousuke came out of the alley humming a ditty with a relaxed expression, carrying three boxes of figures.

In the depths of the alley, the three high school students who had just completed the "forced buying behavior" were lying on the ground with bruised noses, swollen faces, and disheveled clothes.

Originally asked him to attack a strange boy like "Zhongfentou", but he really couldn't do it.

As a result, these three guys shot first, which actually allowed him to "eat black and black" with peace of mind.

He turned his head and saw the boy with the middle parted head squatting in the corner with a straight face.

"Hey, haven't you left yet?"

It may be because of his aristocratic temperament and indifferent facial expression, whether he was beaten up before or curled up in a corner now, he gives people the awe-inspiring aura of a peerless swordsman who is about to lose.

Even the street lamp next to him that was bent and fell to the ground for unknown reasons, still trying to shine brightly, under the same frame as him, turned into a performance art full of philosophy.

"Hmph, it turns out that it's black and white... Then I really want to thank you for helping me teach them a lesson."

The middle split boy glanced at the three boxes of figures in Araki Sousuke's hand, and said indifferently.

"Hey...don't thank me..."

Araki Sousuke frowned slightly, looking wary.

No matter how much you thank me, I will not return the handle to you.

"Wait, you bastard, could it be... that you twisted your foot?"

Araki Sosuke squinted at the opponent's left ankle.

There, a large area was swollen.

"Don't worry about me, you can take it away, just treat it as a thank you for teaching those guys a lesson."

"Oh? Are you so willing? Don't you plan to try to get it back by yourself?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I will win that kind of thing if I buy it casually... This silicone custom-made large-size 'Empress Out of Bath' is produced by the original glasses factory, and the quality is completely different from those foundries. In the hands of the guy, it is completely reckless."

"Hehe, you guys are quite knowledgeable... But I don't appreciate the saying that black people eat black people."

Saying so, Araki Sosuke proudly carried three boxes of figures and left.

In the quiet and deserted alleyway, the middle split boy glanced at his ankle and sighed softly.

"It's really... boring."

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a roar of motorcycles, and before the boy could raise his head, he felt ice on his head.

A can of ice-cold DR.PEPPER was placed on his head.

He raised his head, stopped on the motorcycle in front of him, and straddled Araki Sousuke who had gone and returned.

"Cold your feet... I'll drive you back, and these three boxes of figures will be used as travel expenses..."

"You don't have to help me."

The boy with the split head turned his head a little unhappily.

"Why are you so awkward? Everyone says you paid the toll... If you hesitate any longer, when the three guys in the alley wake up, they will come to trouble you again."

Hearing what Araki Sousuke said, the boy hesitated for a moment, and stepped onto the back seat of his motorcycle.

The locomotive immediately ejected like a bullet.

"You guy, are you serious about the strength of the counterattack just now?"

While driving on the road, Araki Sousuke asked with some puzzlement.

He grew up in an orphanage, and if someone wanted to rob him, no matter how many and strong the other party was, he would protect it with his life like a fierce wolf cub.

"Even if I say that I've tried my best, you won't believe it... Besides, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it. It's just three figures. There's no need to waste effort. Anyway... I'm used to it."

The boy with the middle parted head was still talking indifferently, pulled away the DR.PEPPER that had been frozen on his ankle, looked up and drank it.

"This Griph is for you..."

He handed the pull ring in his hand to Sousuke Araki.

"Why do you give it to me, don't you throw out trash... wait, 10,000 yen?! Did you step on dog shit, you bastard!"

Araki Sousuke, who was originally riding a bicycle, saw Griphook and was almost scared into a car accident.

On the pull ring in his hand, "10,000 yen in cash" was printed impressively.

This is the legendary "first prize" that Sousuke Araki, who has been drinking Dr. Pepper for several years, has only heard of but never seen. The probability of winning is extremely low.

"This kind of thing that hits the ground randomly...is it so happy?"

"Split in the middle" turned his face awkwardly.

Putting the pull ring in his pocket as a treasure, Araki Sosuke glanced at the other party's indifferent expression from the rearview mirror, and asked curiously: "You guy, you feel really sad, you don't even smile when you win the lottery. All of a sudden... by the way, what's your name?"

"Takumi, Fujiwara Takumi."

"What? Your family probably runs a tofu shop, and you happen to have a white AE86 for grocery shopping, right? In fact, a racing engine was secretly modified in the car, and your father put a glass of water in the car every morning to let you cross Is Haruna going to deliver the goods?"

"Sorry, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The boy named "Fujiwara Takumi" was confused by his question.

...

Shibuya Ward, Yoyogi 3-chome.

Araki Sousuke supported Fujiwara Takumi and walked into a high-end apartment near the north side of Yoyogi Park.

"Wow, Takumi, your house is quite big, do you live alone? This place can directly overlook Yoyogi Park? Over there is the Meiji Shrine?"

Looking out from the luxuriously furnished two-bedroom apartment on the thirteenth floor where Fujiwara Takumi lived, the entire vast Yoyogi Park can be seen at a glance, which can be described as a wonderful view that is refreshing and refreshing.

Comparing Room 102 of the Kuramae apartment where Araki Sousuke lives, it is the difference between an imperial palace and a slum.

Fujiwara Takumi struggled to take out an ice cube from the refrigerator, sat on the sofa and applied cold compresses to his ankles.

"Even if you are older than me, please don't call other people by their names casually... By the way, I'm already home, you can leave with your handbook..."

He said unhappily to the blond delinquent looking around in the living room, looking like a country bumpkin.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Araki Sousuke disappeared without knowing when.

Immediately there came a hellish exclamation from his study.

"Hey, don't touch other people's things..."

Fujiwara Takumi immediately hopped on one foot and followed.

"Yo Ho Ho Ho Ho... Is this the legendary diamond-encrusted Onijiro figure that is limited to one in the world? It is said to be worth 10 million yen..."

The large study room is more like an exhibition room, with acrylic boxes containing all kinds of exquisite figures.

"Is this... is it the legendary 24K pure gold version of the 'RX-78-2 GUNDAM Featuring ROBOT Soul' Gundam figure? And this...isn't this the world-limited 100-piece Ace Great Ghost World? There is no such thing as this row here. Unpacking the box...you actually collected all the previous rewards of "King of Ghost Slayer"?"

Araki Sousuke was like a rapper talking and praising.

"I can't see that you understand well, you look like an old gangster... Hey, don't get so close, you're spraying it all over..."

Seeing Araki Sousuke touching his collection with both hands, he almost licked it with his tongue, and black lines stood up on Fujiwara Takumi's cold expression.

"PS4+VR, WII, XBOX, 3DS...there is actually a switch that has become a wealth management product, do you guys open a game hall? And what is the situation with the game cards on this wall? The archive progress has been classified and labeled? Are you the rich second generation who broke the dimensional wall in the legend?"

"No...these are all..."

Fujiwara Takumi hesitated to speak.

Although my family is not bad, if I let this criminal man in front of me know that I bought these with the money I won in the lottery, will I be kidnapped?

Soon, Araki Sousuke was squatting on another wall, looking at the bookshelf full of physical game cassettes and admiring.

"Hey, isn't this 'Gilda · Unsaved Princess · Legend: Breath of Hell'? I've wanted to try it for a long time. It is said that if you find the little ghost hiding in the corner, you will be given a golden poop?"

"Don't just turn on other people's game consoles at other people's homes and start playing!!!"

Fujiwara Takumi's cold expression collapsed, leaving only his powerless roar in the room.