I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"This is... Me??? When did I still know foreigners? And when did I get tied up with a convenience store hat? Why do I have no memory at all."

Looking at the photo in front of him, Araki Sosuke's head was in confusion.

Could it be that the boxing machine that you broke was actually the gate of the stone of destiny, which caused the world line to change, and then crossed it again?

"That... before I was under the pressure of mortgage and marriage, I also wandered on this forbidden border, but this is indeed a behavior that is intolerable to the world, and it will leave a bad impression on the guests. I can't keep you anymore..."

The store manager Misaka spoke carefully.

"No... the manager, listen to me, this is not me! This guy has white and delicate skin all over his body, completely different from my muscles and tattoos!"

Feeling the impossibility, Araki Sosuke immediately took off his shirt, revealing the carved muscles and tattoos all over his body.

"What are you doing, even if you are like this, I have already treated these..."

"The store manager... I found... bothered."

At this moment, Moto Oida pushed the door and entered. He happened to see this scene and quickly prepared to exit.

"Excuse me, come in immediately to stop him!"

The store manager Sansaka quickly yelled at him.

"I found that the photos on this poster seemed to be processed with photo synthesis software such as PS. It was just changed the head through ai modeling. You can see that there is still a trace of unnaturalness at the neck joint here."

After calming the panic-stricken Araki Sosuke, the sharp-eyed Moto Oida explained to them somewhere in the lower right corner of the poster.

"Let me just say, I haven't done anything like that...so I mistakenly thought it was when I was drunk and amnesia..."

Hearing Moto Oida's words, Sosuke Araki breathed a sigh of relief.

"But...the latest photo synthesis technology, is it so powerful?"

At this moment, the store manager Misaka went out to answer the phone, and then came in with a gloomy expression.

"These photos were reported to the message board of the 71 convenience store official website... They also pointed out the name of our store, which had a very bad impact on the brand image... Just received the company's order, before the investigation is clear. , You need to suspend Mr. Araki first."

"Damn it, who did it? I knew I must kill him."

Hearing the word "suspended", Sosuke Araki immediately skyrocketed.

"Araki-kun, look quickly, the report post on the message board, here is the contact number."

Moto Oida quickly handed him the phone.

Sosuke Araki immediately dialed that number.

"Mosimosi..."

On the other side of the phone, a man's leisurely voice came.

"Who on earth are you bastard, dare to make such a photo to frame me, this uncle will definitely not let you go, he must chase you to the end of the world..."

Sosuke Araki was obviously so angry that he lost his mind.

"Oh, it's the convenience store clerk Sang, how about it? Have you enjoyed those photos? You beat us the day before yesterday so happy, and I also support the talisman paper you sold me..."

Following these frivolous words, Araki Sosuke's mind immediately showed the red-haired high school student the night before.

"So it's you...what do you want?"

Squeezing the phone in his hand tightly, Araki Sosuke took a deep breath and calmed down.

"How about it? I will give you one day to raise money. Before tomorrow night, 1.5 million yen... If you can't see the money, I will post more photos to the 21CH message board. You are completely famous... Call me when you get the money."

After speaking, the man on the other end of the phone hung up the call.

Araki Sosuke's brows were tightly furrowed together, and with a click, he smashed the phone in his hand.

Moto Oida: "My phone..."

...

the next day. late at night.

The Senju Bridge, built in the Edo period, quietly straddles the Sumida River, bordering Senju District in the north and Arakawa District in the south.

On this steel bridge with a long history that has been rebuilt several times, three bad boys in high school uniforms are leaning on the railings and smoking cigarettes, looking boredly at the river flowing on the Sumida River.

"Natsume-kun, that guy won't be too scared to come, let us dove?"

A man asked worriedly.

"No, that guy is so scared that he can't even speak clearly on the phone, and this amount is just a few months of his salary. That guy can still get it out by pooling it together. It's better than losing his job. ."

The red-haired young man named Natsume Kikuto, who was "forced to sell talisman paper" by Sosuke Araki, said confidently.

"Natsume-kun is still very good, as long as he grasps the right handle, he can easily blackmail him 1.5 million."

"Hmph, it only cost a few thousand yen to find someone on the Internet to edit the picture, and it can earn 1.5 million yuan. It's really cool. What should we buy if we share it?"

"I have already figured it out, I want to refit my little motorcycle to exhaust..."

Just as the three of them were talking about each other, leaning on the railings and thinking about the "bright future", there was a "boom boom" motorcycle exhaust sound on the bridge.

This kind of exhaust sound is deliberately modified by the exhaust pipe, and the sound bursts and pierces the ears.

It is the same model that the three teenagers want to modify.

Immediately afterwards, the "rumble" of motorcycles became more and more deafening, and they were constantly illuminated by car lights.

"In the middle of the night, I've been annoying'boom boom boom boom'. Is it great to have money to change the exhaust? If you don't want to die..."

The imagination of the three was interrupted, the red-haired youth took out a huge metal bat from behind, and the other two companions also showed switch knives, turned around and shouted.

But as soon as they turned around, their expressions solidified on their faces.

Standing in front of them was the convenience store clerk who came here as promised.

However, this guy's dress seems to be a little different from before.

Araki Sosuke, who did not know when he arrived, was wearing only a pair of black leather pants on his lower body, and his strong, tattooed upper body was bare.

On his head, he wore a headgear with six huge demon horns.

On his forehead, a golden spell was painted.

Behind him, carrying four sharp tentacles as sharp as blades, dragging a long pointed tail.

In his hand, he held a wooden sword for training.

Behind him were several men with reluctant faces, black slender antennae headgear, several spider feet on their backs, and different costumes.

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