I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Since...you can see her..."

In the subway car of the Ginza Line, as the tie tightened, the breath of the Mediterranean uncle became weaker.

He glanced at the woman next to him, and whispered to Sosuke Araki in an embarrassed voice, "Why not, try to look more carefully?"

"Huh, look carefully? Do you want to quibble and quibble, you greasy uncle Mediterranean, I have ‘read’ carefully enough when I picked up the manual..."

Not accepting the other party's "sophistry" at all, Araki Zongsuke justly rebutted.

"Besides, what kind of dress is the freedom of others, and why do you use such low-level props..."

"Asshole, just call me "Mediterranean" again and again, and added the word "greasy" without authorization. I obviously wash my hair every day when I go out! 』

"Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong, Ginza Line-Suehirocho Station is here..."

At the same time, the sound of the subway arriving at the station sounded.

"and many more……"

In the sluggish gaze of Araki Sosuke, a few amnesty passengers beside the two directly penetrated through the slim woman who still had their backs to the two, and hurriedly walked out of the car door...

"She...you..."

Seeing this scene before him, he was as dull as Araki Sosuke. After checking the woman and the Mediterranean uncle in his hand, he realized something.

He stiffly loosened the opponent's wrist, stretched out his hand to lift up his blindfold, and looked again at the white and greasy, if frozen...

Damn it, I should have expected that from the very beginning, it was impossible for me to encounter such a good thing as play on the subway...

In front of her, there was only one "female" who was decomposed and dressed in gray and shabby clothes.

Under the skirt cut by some sharp weapon, there are bloody legs with only bones left...

"Hey, you guys who think you're'sons of destiny' because of Obon's awakening a little bit of inspiration, I have seen a lot..."

Seeing Sosuke Araki's horrified and sluggish expression, the blood-stained uncle in his hand showed a gloomy smile.

"As a'spirit awakened', when receiving counseling and training, you should have learned the mysterious profession of'spiritual eliminator'..."

"Now I have to regret it, it's too late..."

"Puff."

Perhaps it is because the more he speaks, the more angry, the anger is attacking, that uncle's already solidified nosebleed, unexpectedly flowing out more turbulently than before...

"Destroyed the first phase of the spirit remover for a while...Use the "Ninety-Nine Shocks in One Second" limited-edition comforting stick... the joyful time of the tram to remove the spirits... I will definitely not spare it easily..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his eyes slowly turn white, his body fell backward, and he looked anxious.

"Is that kid..."

"Stop, immediately stop violent behavior on the tram!!"

"Well, a lot of blood! Is it dead?"

"Stop, don't run!!"

At the same time, several subway policemen who had received the report rushed into the car and hurriedly moved closer to the two in the crowd.

"Damn it, today is a great day for Laozi to become a spirit exterminator, absolutely not, it is ruined because of counseling by the district police station!"

Uncle Mediterranean, who loosened the tie in his hand without looking down to the ground, glanced at him. With brute force, Sosuke Araki squeezed the crowd away and rushed out from the other side of the carriage in embarrassment...

If you were caught by these policemen and waited for the explanation to the police station, I'm afraid the exam would be over long ago.

...

"Hey, it's obviously the appointed time, why Araki-kun hasn't arrived yet, I don't care if I missed the exam entrance time..."

On the crowded Akihabara Avenue, a man with a gold-black oiled head, a cheap suit and full tattoos on the inside of his neckline and cuffs is standing on the side of the road looking down at his phone.

Based on the inherent concept that "people who are not punctual are not trustworthy," it is a basic etiquette to meet people in Japan a few minutes in advance.

"Really, let me review so many inexplicable folklore materials all night, what kind of weird exam is it?"

"Tattoo stickers and wigs are so uncomfortable that they are not breathable at all, so hurry up and get off work after the exam."

This man is exactly the same as Araki Sosuke from hairstyle to dress, but with a slightly different facial features and body shape. He is still complaining about him. He helped Sosuke Araki get into Shibuya University of Economics and got his graduation certificate all the way. "Professionals" of the gray industrial chain, "Gunman No. 1".

Just as "Gunman One" was looking around, a man appeared from a sidewalk not far away, squeezing the crowd and rushing towards him.

"Ah, Araki-kun, you are so stupid..."

Seeing the "client" who seemed to be burning his life and sprinting to the finish line in a very professional sprinting posture, raising his feet and dancing arms at high frequencies, "Gunman One" couldn't help but feel a little moved...

"You don't need to run in such a hurry, I understand. Recently, the subway from Taito District to Akihabara is very crowded. It is normal to be late, and there is still time for the exam..."

With a gentle and professional smile on his face, he raised his hand and waved to the other party, indicating that he was here.

"Um?"

However, the blond man who sprang from the subway entrance and dressed like "Gunner No. 1" did not respond to his movements and showed no signs of slowing down...

On the contrary, a stepped acceleration passed him by and disappeared into the crowd behind him.

"Stop! A middle-aged man molested and violent in the subway, and dare to attack the policeman!"

"I solemnly warn you, I will drive if I run..."

"Fart, so many people, do you want to go back to write a report, hurry up and call the headquarters for reinforcement..."

Just as "Gunman No. 1" watched the disappearing back of his client in a daze, several panting police officers rushed out from the corner.

"?"

When "Gunman No. 1" felt the sun was blocked and turned around, the few police officers with big waists and almost out of breath had already surrounded him directly.

"Wait...what are you doing? Is something wrong?"

Before he finished speaking, the cold handcuffs instantly locked his wrists.

"Boy, I ran very fast in the subway just now, and I was ruthless enough to start, so I won't run anymore?"

"Huh? Did you admit the wrong person..."

"I attacked a public official, and now I just think of it, is it too late to pretend to be garlic?"

Involuntarily speaking, a policeman with a swollen nose and swollen nose for some reason, directly pressed "Gunman No. 1" to the ground with his knees.

"I know your kid's hairstyle, dress, and these tattoos, all turned into ashes!"

"What a joke, I am a high-achieving student from Dongda University. How could I attack the police, and I obviously came here on a shared bicycle..."

The "Gunman No. 1", covered in big men, was struggling weakly on the ground in the horrified eyes of passers-by.

"Just like you, you still have to graduate from Dongda University. Let's lie to you! Every time plainclothes is inspected on the subway, the fools caught are like you..."

"Enough, if you have anything, tell us back to the police station..."

"Now you are suspected of committing violent acts on the subway, obstructing official duties, assaulting the police and other crimes. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court."

It is indisputable that several policemen stuffed "Gunman One" directly into a police car coming from the side.

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