I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Mochizuki Ayano's ears turned slightly like a cat.

In this noisy environment, the vendor's wretched voice was a bit of concern for some reason.

The food stall seemed to have meals very fast, and as the crowd continued to flow, they soon lined up in front of the stall.

What kind of popular snack is it...

Mochizuki Ayano struggling to stand on tiptoe, curiously looked into the stall from the crowd...

Above the stall, the big sign, flying and dancing, wrote "Dai Taiyaki" in brush writing.

The bottom of the sign was also marked in small letters with words such as "Internet celebrity snacks from Longguo Taiwan, the owner of the same money, quality and quantity, the amount is not enough to refund on-site!" and other unclear words.

As her gaze shifted downward, the horror scene that could rank TOP3 in her life stiffly broke into Mochizuki Ayano's vision.

In the simple stall, dozens of “net celebrity snacks” that are as thick as fists and indescribable, showing the golden burnt black color of sea bream, resemble a dense forest and a sword on a weapon rack. Brush the floor and stand on the counter.

Without a little bit of precaution, and without a trace of worries, you just show up like this.

In my world, bring me...

Without warning, for the first time in his life, he encountered such a large number of indescribable figures at close range, and was full of vitality against him. Mochizuki Ayano only felt that he had suffered a huge visual and spiritual shock.

In the past two years as the head of the ninth class, she considers herself to be a person who has met the world.

Whether facing the bloody and weird case scene, the tragic death of the victim's corpse, all kinds of terrifying grievances and the scars left by them, she can keep her face...

She had never felt such a powerful spiritual pressure even when facing the Ping Shogun who had achieved the body of a ghost and god.

If ordinary people can still "cure" the pain of the soul through the "forgetting mechanism" of the brain, then she, who has the ability to remember her eyes, is like a person who is wounded and will never heal, without any tragic memories. Forgotten.

However, she dragged her bruised soul along the way, relying on the indestructible psychological line of defense, and at this moment she collapsed like a blank sheet of paper.

Who am I...where am I...who is holding something against me...

In a daze, she felt that Mochizuki Ayase seemed to be about to move around and was about to seize the opportunity to seize control of her body...

"Don’t miss it when you pass by. The latest internet celebrity snacks from the remote Longguo Taiwan province are tender on the outside, rich in taste, and full of weight. The owner is guaranteed to make a one-to-one modelling and customization. Don’t want to eat other people’s."

Behind the booth, the stall owner was still yelling hard and dedicatedly with shameless and vulgar words.

"Hey, what a novelty, and there are so many flavor combinations... Look at Ayano sauce, there are red bean paste and cheese filling, as well as French honey mustard sauce, red wine tomato sauce, Caesar cheese sauce and Thai chutneys seem to be delicious. Which combination do you want?"

Standing in front of Mochizuki Ayano, Koruisa was curiously looking at the ordering menu on the counter, happily annoyed by the various combinations of flavors, and did not feel the slightest shyness of the indescribable "snacks" in front of him.

"This, this, this... What are these unscrupulous vendors selling!!! And why are you taking this for granted? Don’t, don’t, let’s go, Risa, I’m going to wash our eyes... "

Slowing her breath, Mochizuki Ayano's fat faces of some babies suddenly reddened to the base of their necks, as if visible heat was rising, forming a huge mushroom cloud on her head.

In order to avoid further mental pollution, she moved her eyes to the two busy stall owners behind the booth.

Inside the booth, a man with a dirty dreadlocks under his headscarf and a criminal face was just like a busy pianist, operating rapidly on four machines at the same time.

Pour the cake liquid, bake, add filling, add eggs, turn over, start the pot, and serve the meal in one go.

"But, it looks delicious... Then let's get one first... Boss, trouble you, I want cheese stuffing with Caesar cheese sauce, thank you!"

Ignoring Mochizuki Ayano’s rampage, and unable to resist the temptation of food, the ancient principle sand has paid the money quite quickly and chose the kingly combination of "Cheese X Cheese".

"Very discerning guest! Thank you for your patronage, please wait a moment, it will be fine soon..."

The stall owner took the money manly, and said to the man on the inside: "Xingping, a piece of cheese stuffing with Caesar cheese sauce..."

"Hayi."

Mochizuki Ayano only noticed at this moment that the one behind the counter who was responsible for collecting money for meals, the stall owner who was tied up with a headband, sold such shameless "snacks", and had "dirty money", was unexpectedly familiar.

Blond hair, oily head, six-pointed star sword flower, criminal face...

"Araki...Zongsuke!!!"

She gritted her teeth and called out her name.

"Oh, it's a schoolboy in the game hall, did you come to the festival with your sister? Why don't you come with one, it's delicious... I see! The pocket money is drained by the crane machine, no wonder he looks like crying , Don’t listen to what the old man said...come, uncle, please eat one..."

Araki Sosuke lowered his head, as if he had only seen her at this time, greeted her with enthusiasm and atmosphere, and seemed to want to touch her head indulgently.

Looking down at me again... Elementary school student... Pocket money... Squeeze dry... Uncle... Eat one...

Hearing the sentence from the other party that there are at least a dozen points, even Mochizuki Ayano, who has a very high IQ, couldn't help but feel tight in his chest, and felt that he needed to deal with it before complaining.

Before she had time to refute the other party's words, a bamboo stick was handed to her.

Mochizuki Ling subconsciously held the extremely heavy bamboo stick, only to feel a murderous aura on his face.

She turned her head slightly stiffly, and looked into her hand with blank eyes, and her whole body instantly petrified...

At close range, the steamy, steamy "Great Taiyaki" has a vivid appearance.

Even the texture of the skin and the thin, flaring blood vessels underneath are clearly visible, constantly bringing her whole body and heart shock.

"Ah, ah, ah, what are you doing, suddenly handing something like this to someone..."

Mochizuki Ayano excitedly and confusedly used the huge existence in his hand as a long sword, constantly waving it towards Sosuke Araki behind the stall.

"Ahhhh, what are you doing, don't eat and don't waste it, the cheese is thrown on my face. The kids are really picky eaters nowadays..."

At the back of the stall, Sosuke Araki, Mochizuki Ayano was shaking his face with the white cheese sauce at the end of the "big taiyaki" in his hand.

"Hey, does Ayano-chan know this boss?"

Seeing the two "playing around", Gu Yuansha asked curiously.

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