I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Seeing the figure coming through the fog like a god in the backlight, Moto Oida opened his mouth wide in surprise, forgetting the pain in his hands and feet.

"Xiu, nun?"

The person here is naturally not the Suzuki-kun he expected.

This is a European girl with red hair, white skin and green eyes, wearing a black and white short dress nun's clothes, tall and slender, with a noble face.

She seemed to be holding a small utility knife in her hand.

"There is no time for foreplay, time is running out, let's just do it!"

"What...what are you doing? ! 』

The nun sprayed words of inexplicable meaning, and the artist's knife in her hand quickly pierced the frightened Koida Moto who was caught on the door frame of the phone booth...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"

"Crack."

With the sharp blade at the head, Oida screamed halfway through, and suddenly found that his painful hands and feet suddenly loosened.

"Why are you still stunned, don't move, waiting for others to help you push?"

The nun in front of her, like a utility knife in her hand, approached the door of the telephone booth.

I don't know what the principle is, as if something intangible extends from the handle of the knife, prying open the door of the phone booth one by one, creating a living space for him.

"good……"

Moto Oida, who had reacted, jumped out embarrassedly towards the lawn in front of him, scrambling to escape this terrible phone booth.

"Oi-kun, how can you leave me and go first?"

The others were still in the air, and Suzuki-kun quizzed steadily and quietly sounded in the microphone.

Inside the phone booth, the microphone that originally hung in the air, like a long tongue that a frog preys on, shot out with a twisty phone line, entangled Oida Moto’s feet tightly, and pulled back...

"Cough cough cough...help..."

Moto Oida, who was thrown a "dog to eat shit", plunged his hands into the dirt in front of him desperately, but couldn't escape the fate of being dragged back into the phone booth, ploughing ten desperate finger marks...

"Tsk."

The nun who was holding a utility knife and holding the door of the phone booth decisively shook her knife, as if she wanted to cut the phone line...

What Xiaojing Tianyuan couldn't see was that a touch of orange-red sword energy followed her movements and quickly passed through the thin telephone line, but did not leave any traces on it.

"not good……"

When the nun "Zhankong" and Moto Oida were dragged back into the phone booth, the door of the phone booth opened slyly, and then forced it back, slapped them hard...

"Boom."

As the door of the telephone booth was closed tightly, the empty Yoshihara Park pond returned to its former tranquility.

Only the dark red telephone booth was left standing motionless in the white mist.

Through the glass covered with white mist, it is impossible to see clearly or hear any movement inside.

...

"Unlike these custom streets today, Yoshihara in the Edo period was the top social place with many rules..."

Walking on the long and narrow main street of Yoshihara Red Light District, Junko Kato in a black kimono explained the history of Edo Yoshihara Flower Street to the two "teammates" beside him like a tour guide.

"Before the'Yoshiwara Gate Crossroad' where you come in, there is an S-shaped path called'Yimonzaka', where guests need to straighten their clothes, remove their knives, and walk into the Yoshiwara Gate."

"Oh, I thought I just came in and untied the belt for the money, but there is so much attention to it?"

Although Kato Junko, whose identity, background, and religious beliefs are all hard to say, always makes people feel a variety of "ancient customs allusions", but the first time I heard of this "pink wild history" Araki Sosuke was still Aroused curiosity.

"Of course, the ‘door’ of a girl who wants to enter Yoshihara’s more advanced level, or even an oiran, is completely different from a bubble bath shop’s entrance and payment to choose a package. The degree of red tape is comparable to a marriage..."

Seeing through his doubts at a glance, Kato Junko teased and said carefully.

"After entering Yoshiwara Yuguo, you must first go through the compilation of the tea house and the "Yoshiwara Hoomi" manual, and select the nominated senior Yugou to enter the catering tea, which is called the'first meeting'."

"After the'first meeting', the second meeting was called'Lifan' and the third meeting was called'taming and dyeing'. During these meetings, the wandering girl would only accompany dinner, chat, and play games. I won't touch you with my fingers."

"Only after the'taming' and winning the'heart' of Younv, the guests can enter the room of Younv and play the game of'Couple Acting' to your heart's content."

"You know, every time you meet, you must hold a large-scale banquet, and prepare gift red packets for the wandering girl's servants. The amount consumed for three consecutive meetings is approximately equal to more than 10 million yen now!"

"what? ! Isn't this price enough to take a bubble bath for several years..."

"Moreover, once named, it is as sacred as being a husband and wife. You can't unilaterally change the named wandering girl, otherwise you will be lynched by the gang wearing women's clothing, shaved head, and driven out of Yoshihara..."

"The irony is that although the guest cannot easily change the named Yunv, the Yunv can maintain relationships with countless guests at the same time..."

"It turns out that this kind of "sense of ritual" and "sense of progress" like love and getting married can make the guests even more unstoppable. 』

"Yes, it's the same as the current Ichiban rewards and mobile game routines. It makes you think that I have spent so much money, and it's not bad at the last point..."

Listening to these unheard of rules, the two "children" of Sosuke Araki and Abe Temple can only silently nod their heads.

"Wait, why did I discuss it with you? Is it here to find something tonight..."

Interrupting Abe Temple, who nodded solemnly and said yes, Sosuke Araki asked Junko Kato about the agreed "paid content": "After talking for a long time, what does this have to do with the'Yoshihara's token' you mentioned earlier?"

"I'm just about to get there, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry..."

Kato Junko stopped abruptly, and smiled as he looked back, revealing the amorous feelings that made Araki Sosuke's heart-stirring.

"In that old age with inconvenient transportation and communication, in order to prevent being forgotten by guests and not coming back for follow-up meetings, most of the wandering girls who were unable to get out of Yoshiwara Yuguo would have their short-term memory blurry on the fourth day of each other. Send a handwritten love letter with beautiful fonts, words of thoughts or other personal things to the guests..."

"This is what Edo men are proud to receive, "Yoshiwara's token."

"Hey, this after-sales method of ‘customer maintenance’ is far more brilliant than the soulless telephone return visits of those companies now! 』

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