I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

five minutes later.

"Ah, luck is really good today."

Araki Sosuke walked out of the small alley, humming a small tune with ease, carrying three boxes of figures.

Deep in the alley, the three high school students who had just implemented the "force buying behavior" were lying on the ground with swollen noses, swollen noses, and disheveled clothes.

He really couldn't do it when he was asked to start with a strange boy like "Central Divide".

As a result, these three guys took the first shot, but he was able to "eat the black" with peace of mind.

He turned his head and saw that the middle school boy was still squatting in the corner with a straight face.

"Eh, haven't you left yet?"

It may be because of the aristocratic temperament on his body. Whether he was beaten up before or curled up in a corner now, he gave people a kind of awe-inspiring aura that a peerless swordsman would be defeated by others.

Even the street lamp beside him that bends down to the ground for unknown reasons and is still trying to shine, and under the same frame as him, has turned into a performance art full of philosophical atmosphere.

"Huh, it turned out to be black and black... Then I really want to thank you for helping me teach them."

The middle-divided boy glanced at the three boxes of figures in Zongsuke Araki's hand, and said indifferently.

"Hey...Don't thank me..."

Sousuke Araki frowned slightly, looking wary.

No matter how thankful you are, I won't give it back to you.

"Wait, you guy, could it be... you twisted your ankle?"

Sosuke Araki glanced sideways at the opponent's left ankle.

There, a large area swelled up.

"Don't worry about me, you can take it away, just as a thank you for teaching those guys."

"Oh? Are you so willing? Don't plan to try to get it back by yourself?"

"It doesn't matter, I will buy that kind of stuff anyway... This silicone custom-made large-size'female emperor bathing' is produced by the original glasses factory, and the quality is completely different from those of the foundries. It falls on those who don't understand. In the hands of the guy, it’s a violent thing."

"Oh, you fellow, you are quite knowledgeable, then I would like to thank you Bumin."

With that said, Araki Zongmin triumphantly carried three boxes of figures and left.

In the quiet alley, the boy in the middle took a look at his ankle and sighed softly.

"It's...boring."

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a roar of motorcycles. Before the boy could look up, he only felt ice on his head.

A can of iced DR.PEPPER was placed on his head.

He raised his head and stopped on the locomotive in front of him, straddling the Araki Sousuke who was returning.

"Put your feet cold...I'll take you back, these three boxes of figures will be used as travel expenses..."

"You don't need to help me."

The middle-divided boy turned his head a little uncomfortably.

"Why are you so awkward, saying that you paid the toll... Hesitate again, wait for the three guys in the alley to wake up, but you will be troubled again."

Hearing that Sosuke Araki said, the boy hesitated and stepped onto the back seat of his motorcycle.

The locomotive immediately ejected like a bullet.

"You guy, are you serious about the counterattack strength of the punch just now?"

When driving on the road, Araki Sosuke asked in a puzzled manner.

He has been in the orphanage since he was a child. If someone wanted to snatch his things, no matter how many and strong the other party was, he would be like a fierce wolf cub, and he would use his life to guard it.

"Even if I say that I have tried my best, you won't believe it... Besides, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it. There are only three figures. There is no need to waste your effort. Anyway... I'm used to it."

In the middle of the head, the boy still said indifferently, pulling away DR.PEPPER, who was originally iced on his ankle, and raised his head to drink.

"This pull ring is for you..."

He handed the pull ring to Sosuke Araki.

"Why do you give it to me, don't you throw rubbish... Wait, ten thousand yen?! Have you stepped on shit, you guy!"

Sosuke Araki, who was riding a bike, turned out to be scared of a car accident when Griphook looked at it.

"Cash 10,000 yen" was printed on the pull ring in his hand.

This is the legendary "first prize" that Sousuke Araki, who has been drinking Dr. Pepper for a few years, has only heard of the legendary "first prize" that has never been seen before and has a very low probability of winning.

"This kind of casual stuff...Are you so happy?"

"Central Divide" rolled his face awkwardly.

Putting the precious place of Griphook into his pocket, Sosuke Araki glanced at the opponent's indifferent expression from the rearview mirror, and asked curiously: "You guy, it feels really lost. You won't be smiling when you win the prize. It's... by the way, what's your name?"

"Takumi, Fujiwara Takumi."

"Huh? Your house is a tofu shop, and you happen to have a white AE86 for grocery shopping? The car was actually modified with a racing engine secretly, and your father puts a glass of water in the car every morning to let you pass. Haruna-san is going to deliver the goods?"

"Sorry, what are you talking about?"

The boy named "Fujiwara Takumi" was confused by his question.

...

Shibuya District, Yoyogi Sanchome.

Sosuke Araki supported Takumi Fujiwara and walked into a high-end apartment near the north side of Yoyogi Park.

"Wow, Takumi, your house is quite big, do you live alone? You can overlook Yoyogi Park directly here? Meiji Shrine over there?"

Looking out from the luxuriously decorated two-bedroom apartment on the thirteenth floor where Fujiwara Takumi lives, the entire expansive Yoyogi Park is unobstructed, which is a refreshing and wonderful view.

Compared with Room 102 in the Tibetan apartment where Sosuke Araki lives, it is the difference between the imperial palace and the slums.

Fujiwara Takumi laboriously took out an ice cube from the refrigerator and sat on the sofa to apply cold compresses to his ankles.

"Even if you are older than me, please don't just call someone else's name... if I have already arrived home, you can leave with your hand..."

He spoke angrily to the ill-gotten blond boy looking around in the living room, looking like a hillbilly.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!! What is this, so many good things, did I stray into the glittering king's treasure house..."

Sosuke Araki has disappeared for some time.

Then came a ghostly exclamation from his study.

"Hey, don't touch other people's things indiscriminately..."

Fujiwara Takumi immediately jumped on one foot and followed.

"Ohohohoho... Is this the legendary diamond-encrusted version of Oni Jiro's figure that is limited to one in the world? It is said to be worth 10 million yen..."

The large study room is more like an exhibition room, filled with various exquisite hands in acrylic boxes.

"This...is it the legendary 24K pure gold version of the'RX-78-2GUNDAMFeaturingROBOT Soul' Gundam figure? And this...this is not the world's limited edition of 100 Ace Great Ghost World? There is no row here. The one who opened the box... you actually collected all the rewards of "The King of Ghosts" from the past?"

Like a rapper, Sosuke Araki gushed his tongue in admiration.

"I can't tell that you guy understands well, he looks like an old underworld...Hey, don't get close, the saliva is sprayed up..."

Seeing Sosuke Araki constantly stroking his collection with his hands, he almost licked it with his tongue, and black lines were erected on Fujiwara Takumi's cold expression.

"PS4+VR, WII, XBOX, 3DS... Actually there are switches that have become wealth management products. Do you open a game hall? And what is the situation of the game cards on this wall? The archive progress is classified and labeled? Are you the rich second generation who broke the Dimension Wall in the legend?"

"No... these are..."

Fujiwara Takukai stopped talking.

Although his family is pretty good, if he let the criminal man in front of him know that he bought these with money from the lottery, would he be kidnapped?

Soon, Sosuke Araki squatted on the other wall again, looking at the bookshelf full of physical game cassettes and exclaimed.

"Eh eh eh, isn't this'Girda Unsaved Princess Legend: Breath of Hell'? I wanted to try it a long time ago. It is said that finding the little ghost hidden in the corner will give you golden poop?"

"Don't just turn on someone else's game console and start playing in someone else's house!!!"

Fujiwara Takumi's cold expression collapsed, leaving only his weak roar in the room.

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