I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"A word... hard to say?"

After carefully savoring these four words, Mai Yuu, who was a schoolmaster, frowned slightly, showing an expression of disgust.

"This idiot, you obviously helped him tamper with his written test scores... You can't handle things like tests that can get full marks without thinking about them?"

"You can get a full score without thinking...In every sense, for you and some idiot, maybe the exam is really just such a thing. 』

"Wait, it's actually not what you think. It was originally judged to be qualified. It was Uncle Shiben suddenly willful..."

After taking a faintly glance at Mai Hanyu, Hou Hailu Dou complained listlessly to her.

"Uncle Shiben? Could it be that he discovered'that incident'?"

"Ahem."

Just when the siblings were chanting a certain name, the owner of that name, without knowing when he held his hands, appeared quietly on the side of the corner.

"Uncle Shiben...you come to the meeting in person..."

Seeing the old man staring at both of her gloomily like a peeping resentful spirit, Mai Hanyu asked with a sly face: "It seems that it was the bait that was put down, did you respond?"

"Hey, just a few small fishes teasing underwater..."

Touching his beard, Shimoto Ichiro smiled triumphantly, and fought her with a dumb riddle that he couldn't understand: "You have to stare carefully. Before the big fish bites the hook, you can't let the little fish bite the bait away. "

Immediately, he looked at Hou Hailu Dou angrily: "I knew, that kid's grades were behind you!"

"What are you talking about, it's obviously the old sister who insists...In short, although she originally planned to..."

Was glared by Mai Hanyu on the side, Hou Hailu Dou trembled like a cat whose body was passed through by electricity, and said words by words that were surprising: "But I really. Absolutely. No. Tampered with Araki-kun. Written test results."

"what?!"

"Originally, I had prepared a 25-point answer sheet, and I planned to replace the one by Mr. Araki."

"However, after checking, it was discovered that his answer sheet's grades were actually higher than mine...If you don't believe me, you can read the original answer sheet, his bad handwriting can't be faked by ordinary people!"

Hou Hailu Dou spread his hands and gave an answer that was completely beyond the expectations of the two.

"Furthermore, with his interview scores that ordinary people can't match, a mere 25 points is not enough to help lubricate and squeeze into the abyss called the practice test."

"So to say……"

Hearing this answer, Mai Hanyu, who claims to be a mad genius scientist, couldn't help but open her mouth slightly.

"Hehehe..."

Immediately, a twisted smirk appeared at the corners of her mouth, as if she had discovered some new experimental subject.

"Is it impossible, this kid...hiss..."

Shimoto Ichiro's eyes narrowed next to him, and he accidentally tore off a bunch of beard.

"...I got a perfect score just by relying on that terrible intuition?!"

...

Two days later, Binku County, Kobe City.

"Yo, newcomer, the goods are all packed, ready to go!"

Under the night, in a brightly lit parking lot, a strong, middle-aged uncle wrapped in a turban slammed the door of a large refrigerated truck.

"...Every second there is a delay, the delicate and tender gravy is losing."

With a towel around his neck, his face full of unshaved scum, a denim sleeveless jacket, and a blond young man with six-pointed stars carved on his sideburns, he is lying on the top of this ten-meter-long truck with a cigarette in his mouth, looking up. The bright moon in the night sky.

His dress looks like the uncle below, a strong and weather-beaten hitman.

"Wooh, Uncle Watanabe."

Hearing the call from below, he raised his head and drank the kidney function drink at hand, climbed down the roof of the car cleanly, and got into the cab from the window.

"Boom..."

After a while, the large refrigerated truck, which was loaded with goods and weighed, drove steadily out of the warehouse parking lot.

"...It's about 200 kilometers away from the service area in Aichi Prefecture where you changed hands. It takes two and a half hours to drive. You have to concentrate!"

In the passenger seat, the uncle named "Watanabe" carefully guided the young man who was driving.

"Don't worry, leave it to me. You can take a good rest along the way. You can watch a movie or something..."

Controlling the steering wheel with ease, the blond man stared at the road ahead intently.

"That won't work, kid, remember, this 9.6-meter-long refrigerated truck with four front wheels and eight rear wheels and a load limit of 18 tons is not the kind of docile motorcycle you usually ride..."

"The little motorcycle I usually ride is not as docile as you think..."

Shaking his head, Uncle Watanabe showed a serious expression.

"Moreover, before ending this first test drive and officially recommending you to join the company, I must fulfill my duty of guidance and inspection and establish good professional habits for you!"

"By the way, this car is equipped with a positioning device, don't speed, otherwise the company will deduct my money! 』

"You can put a hundred hearts on it, Uncle Watanabe. Although I won't have a chance to touch this kind of car after I got the "Large Special Vehicle Exemption"..."

Facing this rough-looking, seemingly long-winded, but sincere uncle, the blond youth did not show any impatience.

He took out a cigarette from the storage box and continued to load it, then handed it to Uncle Watanabe beside him, showing a confident smile: "But as long as it belongs to the category of'driving', my basic skills are very solid. , To ensure that the'babies' in the back box will not be knocked off any gravy!"

"It's best to be like that. After all, the total value of the'A5 28-day Kobe Wagyu Beef' in the cargo box is worth hundreds of millions of yen. It has been booked in advance by those Michelin restaurants several months in advance. Once it arrives in Tokyo , Will be served to the table of the rich."

Taking a greedily mouthful of cigarettes, Uncle Watanabe rolled down the car window and shook the soot, revealing an aggrieved expression: "You know, the price of this batch of beef is 20,000 yen per kilogram, whatever you want. It's worth our salary for this trip... I can't imagine that those rich people can eat the money that we can only earn in a hard day..."

Most truck drivers belong to transportation companies. For night transportation like them, the salary for a trip is less than 20,000 yen.

Immediately, he looked at the silent young man who was driving seriously beside him with approval: "I didn’t feel relieved to see you wearing a blindfold at first, but when you look at your driving behavior, you are very talented, which reminds me of When I was young, I was not allowed to pass the exam for a year in the banking industry, and I was accidentally introduced by someone to join the bank!"

"...As a result, I can do it for half my life without knowing it. It's great to be young!"

When he first saw this young man, Kei Watanabe was shocked by the one-eye blindfold on his face.

Later, he learned that it was only because of the "cornea mutation" that he could not see the light for a long time, and the other party showed a powerful car skill that can move the truck flexibly, so he was relieved.

"I heard that you are also exempting you from failing the assessment. You should come to work part-time for a while, right? With such a good car skill, you can simply switch to the long-distance transportation industry."

"Although it is a bit boring, there are many hidden benefits along the way. 』

Speaking of this, Uncle Watanabe showed a "men know" expression on his face, but unfortunately the young man on the other side was too focused on driving and didn't notice at all.

"Yes, maybe it's because I'm not suitable for that profession at all, that's why I couldn't get into it... Recently, during this period of time, I will forget the exemption assessment and concentrate on long-distance transportation. In the industry, so I need to take care of you, Uncle Watanabe!"

In the driver's seat, this blond young man with a cigarette dangling from his eyebrows and a touch of melancholy between his eyebrows was precisely Chu Ling who was not allowed to fail the exam and his funding chain was broken. He was temporarily introduced by the 71 convenience store acquaintance Uncle Iwae, and he took the high-speed train directly to Kobe for trial. Long-distance transport truck driver" Araki Sosuke earns extra money.

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