I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Wait, why did you stare at me all of a sudden? What's wrong with my appearance, why is it so superficial, and only by appearance, I can tell people's sexual interest?!"

Looking at the nun who stared at her prey for some reason, and at the back of the corridor, in the elevator that was about to close, Fujiwara Takumi waved goodbye to herself, so Sousuke Araki felt like a stubborn stubborn throat.

"Besides, who has signed a male slave contract with that guy? Even if it is signed, no matter how you look at him, he should be the ‘slave’!"

"Dear candidates, the written test is still five minutes away. Please enter the venue as soon as possible according to the number plate you received."

At the same time, in the loudspeaker in the corridor, a notice about admission for the written test sounded.

"Written exam...good...ok, go right away...yes, take a seat..."

When the word "written test" was mentioned, Sosuke Araki seemed to be awakened from countless painful memories of the past, and he no longer wanted to chat with this nun.

With a little sweat on his forehead and his whole body stiff, he walked slowly toward the examination room with the flow of people.

"Hey, you guy, shouldn't you be as strong and hollow as a 1.8-caliber water pipe? Faced with an overwhelming exercise, you would surrender your gun in a few seconds, right?"

It seemed that someone's weakness had been discovered, and the evil nun ridiculed as always.

"But... Damn it... No matter how bad I am, I won't lose to you a foreigner in this full-Japanese exam..."

...

In the quiet examination room, only the sound of pencil "brushing" can be heard.

"Damn it, although lucky to get the'golden position', the people on the left and right don't seem to be reliable, and they don't seem to be able to form an alliance."

Sitting in the last row, Sosuke Araki stared stiffly at the dense, incomprehensible questions on the test paper in front of him.

To his left, the Indian ascetic was sitting on his own "floating prop chair", holding a wand in the "hanging" state, shaking his head and doing the question, and drank a mouthful of the self-produced and sold "evil spirit" from time to time. Disperse the water".

This guy is simply graffiti, and even the papers are put upside down.

To his right, the old Gypsy woman was closing her eyes tightly, touching the cracked half of the crystal ball in one hand, and scribbling on the test paper with a pencil in the other.

Hey, even if you write ABCD with your eyes closed, please fill in the answer in the box anyway.

His gaze slowly moved to the upper right not far away...

There, the nun named Niya was carefully lifting up her miniskirt and poking her hands into it...

"Oh?"

Seeing this scene, Araki Zongjie narrowed his eyes blushingly, as if expecting the other party's skirt to expand further.

I saw that Niya took out small pieces of paper from under the skirt without any trace, and copied them carefully.

So that's it, cheat sheet...

Seeing this scene, Araki Sosuke nodded thoughtfully.

Really, primitive and effective cheating methods.

The previous utility knife seemed to be taken out from there...

By the way, where are so many things under that miniskirt?

With the nun's slightly larger movement range, the skirt suddenly leaped up, revealing the bottom...

A pair of safety pants with several pockets.

"Tsk, is it four-cornered? It's really unexpectedly unproductive."

Before he had time to move his eyes away from the nun’s dazzling long legs, he saw that the other party gently pulled the collar forward, revealing the full, round, bottomless gully inside, and a sheet of paper full of cheat sheets was pasted. strip.

It turns out, is there too?

"It's time to close the net..."

When it was said that it was too late and then it was fast, Araki Sosuke saw the right time and lifted the blindfold up.

His amber-like golden pupil, like a camera adjusting the focus, began to zoom in and out repeatedly.

Not far away, the cheat sheet on the inside of the nun's placket instantly zoomed in, and it became delicate in his eyes.

PlanB, secret skills, eyes of the void.

That's right, this is the PLANB of Sosuke Araki.

In the corridor before, he showed off to Fujiwara Takumi that he had good eyesight, not just talking.

After the Hell’s Gate incident, his left-eye stereo vision was comparable to some large-screen mobile phone cameras with 40x zoom.

Even the man standing above the outside unit of the air conditioner in the tall building opposite could see clearly.

It can be said that people are doing it, and Araki Sosuke PRO is watching.

As the Eye of the Void unfolded for a long time, the flow of information flooded into Sosuke Araki's mind.

"167...84...58...83...wait...I don't want these weird numbers...what about the answer?!"

When Sosuke Araki got rid of the distracting thoughts, he focused his attention on the cheat sheet in the nun’s chest, suddenly like falling into an ice cave...

"No!!! This cheat sheet is in Italian even if it is in Italian, why, even her test paper is in Italian?!"

Forcibly looking away from the nun's white neckline and condensing his thoughts, Araki Sosuke lowered his head and laughed grinningly.

"Hmph, I have known that you weak chickens are unreliable...I have always had a creed that there is always a PLANC in life!"

I saw him slowly stretch out his hands from the slightly longer cuffs...

"I want to talk about (for) the test (for cheating) experience, for retiring from the extreme way, and relying on (for) learning (for cheating) to enter the university, no one can beat me!"

Quickly confirming the invigilator's sight, he glanced at the densely written small letters on the ten fingernails of his hands with the corner of the eye.

"Do you think you have prepared a cheat sheet? 』

PLANC, a god-level cheat sheet!

"Damn it, the ‘true question’ written on the fingernails in advance, didn’t even miss one...but fortunately I still have..."

Then, pretending to adjust the blindfold, he looked at a piece of white paper on the inside of the blindfold full of "test sites".

"Damn it, the'excerpts from the main points' on the blindfold are also missing, the guys from the Spirit Slayers Association, are they updating the question bank every month?"

It's a pity that this time the written test question seems to be unexpectedly tricky, and even a similar knowledge point is not hit.

"Huh, I lost Gunner One by that damn Mediterranean, and the Soul Eliminators Association updated the question bank. It's really a desperate situation..."

After successive setbacks, Araki Sosuke was not discouraged at all, pretending to naturally stretch out his hand to fasten the first button of the neckline, and tighten the tie.

"However, do you think I am Sosuke Araki, a man who gives up easily?"

"Mosimosi, Lu Dou, can you see clearly? 』

Lowering his voice, Araki Sosuke whispered to the tie clip around his neck.

"Zizi... such professional equipment, plus my office is on your downstairs floor, you can cut your abdomen if you can't see clearly... Wait, the button camera can't focus because it's too close, you can sit back a bit... Click Wipe..."

Under a small piece of wig stuck to the back of his ear, the sound of Hou Hailudou chewing on potato chips was heard in the hidden bone vibration earphones.

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