I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Huh, luckily catching up... I almost ran out of my lungs..."

Seeing that the white woman turned into white light completely dissipated, Araki Sosuke's tight face was relieved.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out for a cigarette, only to realize that his sweatpants that had exploded into a mop shape had already lost the "trouser pocket".

"How about it, it feels great... as a reward, you can take it all the way back to the institute."

"Don't be kidding..."

Immediately, Mai Hanyu's breath was like blue in his ears and the plump and soft touch on his arms made him put the opponent back on the ground in fear like an electric shock.

"In the face of this horrible wave of people, there are people who have the courage to set up a "marriage flag", you are the only one..."

"Huh, who said I am..."

"Wait, Yu and Hanyu sister..."

Looking at Mai Hanyu who was combing her messy hair, Sosuke Araki's full vomit suddenly got stuck in her throat.

"This stuff...what's this?!"

His nostrils were enlarged and his face flushed, and he stretched out his index fingers a little wretchedly, and pointed at the "unbearable weight" on Mai Hanyu's chest.

"Are you possessed by some strange wraith spirit?" 』

Standing in the unfathomable Mariana Trench is a thick black cylinder.

A strong resentment is lingering on it.

"Crack."

Araki Sosuke pointed out that the SLR lens, which was buried deep in the Mai Hanyu gully, had been kept in an "extended" state, but with the sound of the shutter, it shrank back as frightened as it was.

"Yeah, baby, it's okay..."

Seeing this scene, Mai Hanyu seemed to calm a baby, smiling and stroking the thick black SLR lens between her chest.

"Don't scare our baby "Zhen Zhen Jiang"!"

"what?"

"True, true sauce? ! US? ! baby? ! 』

In the face of this bloodshot and crazy scene before him, Sosuke Araki looked blank.

"Yes,'True Real Sauce', but it's the result of our joint efforts."

"effort? crystallization? 』

Speaking of this, a blush appeared on Mai Hanyu's face: "Why, you obviously did something like this, now that you want to turn your face away from you... Dad?"

"Dad, dad, dad...dad?!"

Hearing this word, Araki Sosuke's chin instantly fell to the position of his Adam's apple.

"Wait, what does it have to do with me... this thing is just a SLR lens turned into a mournful mind?!"

"Moreover, when, what posture, and how long have I been ‘working hard’? Why is there no memory for memorizing..."

"What are you talking about, dad, look, this kid looks exactly like you, dark, thick and long..."

Mai Hanyu gently swayed the "Eye of Reality" in a position of holding the baby.

"Ahem, this is the only thing I don't deny... No, I am not talking about this. Since when will SLR lenses be called ‘this kid’?!"

"Also, Sister Hanyu, you blush with a bubble teapot. The things like'work hard to create a SLR lens' have completely crossed the boundary between living and non-living bodies, overturning Darwin's coffin board! 』

"Boom... boom..."

In the quiet tunnel, only the words of Sosuke Araki panicked, and the sound of the weak engine of the warrior warrior protesting lying on the ground and unattended.

"I always feel like I have forgotten something important?"

Seeing the crowd in a mess in front of her, Yu Mayumi Torii tilted her head in doubt.

...

"I heard that you applied to the patriarch to go to Lesson Nine, planning to lead those laymen to play the house?"

On the pale corridor, Mochizuki, who was wearing camouflage uniforms and sunglasses, wrapped his hands around his chest, his mouth was as cold as ever.

"The loyal dogs in Yinyangliao are only responsible for dealing with the'national affairs' related to the royal family, and there is no corresponding official agency to deal with ordinary grievances..."

"Although the working environment and content of the Metropolitan Police Department are not as dangerous as the Middle East peacekeeping mission you are in, they cannot be described as "play house"."

Standing across from him was a blonde girl with twin ponytails with a petite figure and a childish face like a schoolboy.

"And, there, maybe you can find clues about those things back then."

"Hmph, if that's the case, then I'll tell the old guy that I'm not going to the ninth lesson...Anyway, a place like the battlefield suits me."

Having said this, Mochizuki looked down at his bandaged arm, and his hard brows were quietly wrinkled together.

"As for your parents and my parents... the insidious old guy knows best, but he never mentions these foolish rhetoric of ‘secrecy’ and ‘protection’..."

"It doesn't matter, I will rely on my own strength to figure out everything one by one."

The petite blonde girl lowered her head, making her expression unclear.

"It's yourself, don't hang on the battlefield ahead of time on the day I find the truth."

But in her seemingly cold words, she was worried that she couldn't get rid of it.

"Hey, don't worry, my life is hardened..."

"One day, I will become strong enough to establish my own power and replace that old fellow patriarch's position!"

That's right...My life...Hold it! ! !

Among the rubble, Mochizuki, who was bare-chested and only half of his face exposed, opened his eyes wide without warning like an evil ghost Susheng.

After hearing that Ayano had an accident, she specially transferred back from the Middle East, but it was not here to end it...

If even I fell...

Who else……

Come to save the Mochizuki clan that is controlled by that old guy!

"Om..."

In the ruins not far from him, a sharp buzzer kept calling his consciousness like an alarm clock.

"Tokugawa Yoshinen, there are those ghosts..."

What unfolded in front of Mochizuki Che's eyes was the faintly hidden tomb of Xianshouyuan under the shining green moss.

"By the way, Jiu Tun Boy!"

Suddenly remembering something, Mochizuki paled, and reached out to touch her buttocks.

Confirming that the pants are still there, that there are no suspicious holes, the structure of a certain part is still intact, and that he doesn't feel any subtle pain or emptiness, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's too quiet here."

Had it not been for the Edo buildings that collapsed like ruins and the skinny right arm, he would have thought that the human-painted tomb-keeper Tokugawa Yoshinen, the stalwart Shutendo, and the ghosts in the paintings with teeth and claws are all It is a dream.

"Boom... boom..."

At this moment, the surrounding buildings were shaking like an earthquake.

Countless dust and residues are falling down little by little.

Lost the source of power, this divine hiding place is collapsing little by little.

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