I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Wh...Where is...you are squatting like this, I look at it with integrity."

Araki Sosuke, who had been stunned, immediately turned his head awkwardly.

"I'm so thirsty, please ask me to drink iced coffee! I want the limited edition of BOSS Black Coffee Cherry Blossom Season...just peek at me as compensation."

Said Teak Saya.

"Why should I ask you to have coffee? You woman suddenly came by herself, she must be uneasy."

Araki Sosuke protested in an angry manner.

"I was staying at the hotel upstairs on a business trip. I happened to see a familiar person squatting downstairs before coming down."

Hearing her saying this, Araki Sosuke raised his head and looked at the Ikebukuro Metropolitan Hotel behind him.

Do you live in such a high-class hotel...

He turned around, only to find that Teak Saya was looking at himself pitifully with a pair of big teary eyes: "My...you keep it well, right?"

"Puff...cough cough cough...that kind of thing, of course, is in a fresh-keeping bag...no, the garbage bag was thrown away."

A lot of smoke erupted from Sosuke Araki's nostrils.

"Obviously, I accepted other people's panties that day, but now I want to turn my face and refuse to recognize them?"

"Don't say this kind of misunderstanding, it's all said that you threw it to me!"

...

five minutes later.

"Thank you for your patronage, and welcome to visit next time..."

The electric sliding door of the convenience store opened, and Sosuke Araki walked out of it with the "BOSS Black Coffee Sakura Season Limited Edition" and sighed.

"What a troublesome woman, she was led away by her nose..."

Seeing Sosuke Araki walking out of the convenience store with coffee, Saya Teak ran towards him and took the coffee in his hand with a smile.

"Thank you, the perverted Sang who likes to peep."

Unscrew the bottle cap, Teak Saya seemed very thirsty, and drank the bottle of black coffee in one breath.

"Who is the perverted sang... You drink slowly, I will first..."

Sosuke Araki moved quietly and approached his locomotive, intending to drive away.

For some reason, his instinct told him that the woman in front of him was a poppy.

Beautiful and tempting, and deadly.

As he put on the helmet and the engine car, someone got heavily on the back seat of his locomotive.

"You take me to drag racing!"

Looking back, the teak Saya in the back seat was cheering at him with a sunny smile.

"What are you talking about, didn't you see me working?"

"please……"

Teak Saya hugged his waist like a tree.

The pair of mellow and firm 36Ds pressed tightly against Araki Sosuke's back.

"Don't hold it so tight... Even if you beg me, you must get off the car here today..."

Araki Sosuke moved away and turned his head...

Teak Sayana stared at him pitifully with her big teary eyes.

He was dumbfounded.

Then, Teak Saya with tears in his eyes, said in a cold tone of shocking words: "Anyway, your car is also a deck..."

"Who...who has the deck, don't talk nonsense...I am a regular company car."

"When you went to buy coffee just now, people had already taken a lot of photos and uploaded them to the mailbox. Press this send button to report it to the police station."

Dense beads of sweat continued to emerge from Araki Sosuke's forehead.

This car is not his own.

In the event of being reported of embezzlement of license plates, not only will you lose your job, you will also face compensation, a large amount of fines, and jail for breach of contract.

There is no place on his body to accommodate a new tattoo to bring in and escape from prison.

Besides, it is inevitable to take a bath in prison. Soap will be used in bathing, and it may fall off if you use soap...

In a daze, he saw the enviable gaze of his inmate behind the bars, like a little woman, hooking his fingers in the big man's trouser pocket and following behind.

Wiping a handful of sweat from the gap in the helmet to his neck, he took another peek at the poor teak Saya on the back seat.

Otherwise, kill this lady and sink under the Senju Bridge?

Wait, the crime of killing and throwing corpses seems to be more serious...

"Boom... boom boom boom..."

"Wow... Long live!"

Accompanied by the triumphant cheers of Teak Saya, the black heavy locomotive ejected at an extremely fast speed.

...

Three hours later.

Outside the Metropolitan Hotel Ikebukuro.

"You desperate woman...Don't drag me into the water if you don't want to live! My uncle and the distribution station took leave to accompany you crazy..."

After stopping the car, Sosuke Araki took off his helmet and looked at Saya Teak slightly panting.

Three hours ago, the two set off from Ikebukuro all the way to the Wangan Line of the Metropolitan Expressway known as the "Tokyo Underground Track".

As there are many elevated roads on the Wangan Line and the road conditions are excellent, it can be called a professional track at night when there is less traffic, and it is a paradise for the mobsters around Tokyo.

As soon as he got on the Wangan line, Saya Teak was obviously cheered, and he kept asking Sosuke Araki to speed up overtaking.

Araki Sosuke, who hadn't been racing for a long time, felt the waves of fierce attacks behind him, and immediately drove at full power and saw the car overtaking.

Just when the speed of Araki Sosuke soared to 260 kilometers per hour, this "crazy woman" without a helmet actually let go of her hand holding him, opened her hands to embrace her, and was almost thrown out.

At that moment, Sosuke Araki, who was frightened by Liushen Wuzhu, thought about the escape route after abandoning the corpse, making an alibi, cleaning fingerprints on motorcycles, and going back to Yokohama to avoid the limelight...

Fortunately, she pulled her back.

Teak Saya got off the car and tied her long brown hair that was messed up by the wind into a ponytail, revealing the white and elegant back neck of a swan.

"I was so good at playing just now..."

"Don't say this kind of misunderstanding..."

She stretched her waist to show the tempting crime curve to the fullest.

"Would you like to go up for a cup of coffee?"

Putting a finger on her lower lip, Saya Teak stared straight at Sosuke Araki with winking eyes.

"Drink...Drink coffee...?"

Being stared at by her like this, Araki Zongsuke's mind appeared inexplicably.

Teak Saya was only wearing a wide white shirt with slender and white thighs exposed. He sucked his fingers and asked: "coffee, tea, orme?"

This... Is this the legendary yau yue yue yue...

Humph, since you asked so, today my uncle will have a good time...

Sousuke Araki frowned slightly, flushed, and coughed lightly. He was about to blurt out the word "good".

"It's teasing you... Could it be that you really intend to come up?"

Seeing his expression, Teak Saye chuckled.

"Cut, I have no plans at all."

The momentum vented, Araki Sosuke was a little disappointed with the engine car, ready to run away.

Then, the corner of his clothes was caught again.

"Give me the phone..."

Teak Saya bulged his cheeks and said.

"What are you doing?"

Sosuke Araki has a bad feeling.

Electronic payment fraud?

"Just add a Line...you can't have it, are you that kind of antique?"

"I...Of course I have, but that thing is very data-intensive, I don't use it much..."

As a communication software commonly used by Japanese people, because part-time workers were often asked to join groups in order to arrange work relationships, Sosuke Araki naturally has a Line account.

Soon, Saya Teak added a friend of Araki Sosuke.

Just after Araki Sosuke drove a certain distance away as if riding away, someone sneered behind him.

"Serious lonely macho? A good ID..."

"You'Sea God Saya Sauce' isn't much better!"

Seeing the back of Sosuke Araki riding away, the corners of Teak Saya's lips curled up slightly and a faint chuckle evoked.

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