I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Is this..."

Hearing this very familiar exhaust sound, Yu Mayumi Xiaotori looked around with excitement, but did not see the longing figure in his heart.

Accompanied by the roar of exhaust sound, a dazzling headlight illuminates the alley in front of the Tibetan apartment.

The locomotive that appeared in everyone's sight now was not the imaginary locomotive...

It was a white van with the words "Careful! Haunted House Appraisal" printed on it.

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

Even after the van pulled aside the road very well, everyone could still hear the shallow and deep, fierce and manic exhaust sound from the rear of the old van mixed with the sound of collision.

It seems that there is a monster that is about to escape from the cage and choose people to eat.

"boom."

A man with short blond hair and wearing a commemorative T-shirt with the words "in practice" and "Kawasaki Master Temple" printed on it, with an irresistible wave of anger, he opened the door and walked down from the co-pilot.

"puff."

The bright oil head, the arms covered with tattoos, the large muscles that can't be covered by the big T-shirt...

"Puff puff."

The most terrifying thing is that the slender and hideous black one-eye mask he wore on his left eye seemed to be silently telling others about the magnificent, ups and downs of a great master.

All in all, this is a man who is releasing a strong sense of crime all over his body.

At the same time, the ghost with a huge mouth and short feet just jumped off the high wall of the apartment in front of the Tibetan, and quickly fell behind the man.

Due to the height limit, it opened a huge mouth in the abyss to the tight buttocks of the man who just got out of the van...

The physical damage is severe, and it urgently needs fresh flesh and blood as a supplement.

"Be careful...protect the people!!!"

However, in the eyes of several disaster prevention mobile team members who had just rushed out of the iron gate and were about to raise their guns to aim, the ghost that was about to feast suddenly became stiff...

"vomit……"

It seemed that he had smoked some indescribable gas, and the huge mouth that cracked to the limit couldn't help but retched.

"Roar!!!"

Immediately, a dark red flame rose from its mouth...

"Huh?"

Feeling something, the man looked back curiously.

But behind him, there was nothing else but a pile of ashes.

Turning his head, he found that the row in front of the apartment was watching his sluggish gaze.

"Oh, Little Bird Yushi..."

The detectives with live ammunition in sight were automatically put on the mosaic, and the man's gaze was locked on the blushing girl in the crowd...

He touched the back of his head a little shyly: "I just go home normally, don't you need to find so many people to greet me?"

"Mr. Araki...just now..."

"En? What's wrong with my face? Is it because the food at Kawasaki Daishi Temple is too good?"

Seeing the complex expression in the girl's eyes, the man touched his face curiously.

"nothing……"

Tori Mayumi, wearing a high school uniform, shook his head slightly, Ren step forward, folded his hands, smiled and bowed at him: "Mr. Araki, welcome back."

Her trembling and choking voice and the waves circulating in her eye sockets betrayed her disguised calm.

There were a thousand words in my heart, but in the end only this sentence was left.

This man who came here in a hurry, it was Sosuke Araki who returned to Tokyo from Kawasaki City after his "retreat" ended.

"Um……"

Looking at the beautiful girl under the street lamp, the surrounding construction sites, and the Tibetan apartment in front of the Tibetan area surrounded by high walls and transformed into a military restricted zone, Sosuke Araki was slightly taken aback, just as if it were a world away.

Immediately, a smile of relief appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"……I am back."

"senior!!!"

The tragic roar broke the delicate atmosphere between the two.

A bright, big bald head quickly occupied the line of sight of Araki Sosuke's right eye.

"...You, where's the evildoer?!"

Seeing the bald man lying on the ground and lying on his feet in an extremely humble posture, Sosuke Araki stretched the distance vigilantly as if avoiding something dirty, and subconsciously stretched his left hand to the blindfold.

"It's me, senior..."

"Kengo?! What is your posture? And, where's your hair?"

It wasn't until the other party raised his head in tears that Araki Sosuke recognized that the dazzling bald head with the words "apologies" on his forehead turned out to be his own junior.

"Is it so stressful in the spirit-eliminator business, or is it that you have studied too much recently?! Although there was only green skin before, it seems that the difference is quite big because of the lack of one layer..."

"My bald head was shaved just to apologize face to face today!!"

Yamada Kengo curled up and pressed his forehead to the ground, expressing his apologies sincerely.

"Because the soil is not enough to express my apologies, I can only use this trick to ‘bury the seat’!"

From the front, his posture is like the lower body is buried alive in the soil, and the upper body is still bowing piously apologizing.

The combinatorial technique of shaved head and seated is the highest level in today's "apologizing culture" in Japan, except for a caesarean section.

"A month ago, on the rooftop, when I couldn't be myself, I did something shameful to my senior, and I asked senior to accept my sincerest apologies!!!"

With such a roar, everyone around him cast indescribable gazes at them.

"So, don't use such ambiguous and misleading words, what is it?"

"...Of course it was the matter of peeing on the'Shit King Rogue Star' that Senior Araki is proud of!!!"

"Oh, I thought what you said, it's okay, it's okay, I recently tried to read Buddhist scriptures, and my character is also... wait, bastard, when did you do it?!"

As he spoke, Araki Zongsuke's indifferent expression suddenly became violent and furious.

"I knew it, after a month, the predecessors were still sorrowing! I was really guilty and unforgivable!!!"

"No, because nobody told me before, so I just found out just now, and I can't help but get angry..."

"Huh? So, I could have pretended to be ignorant of the past?"

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Just as the two looked at each other awkwardly, in the white van behind Araki Sosuke, a more violent exhaust sound, mixed with the sound of metal collision, made the entire van sway in an indescribable rhythm.

"Araki-kun, get that guy out quickly, and if he gets it inside, my car will break..."

The driver's window rolled down, revealing the greasy face of Hou Hailudou.

He noticed the men filed out in front of the iron gate with automatic rifles on their waists, his impatient expression solidified on his face, and gradually turned into panic.

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