I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Of course I know that Kawasaki Daishiji must have strictly prohibited the spread of such precious things! But there are always exceptions..."

"Don't worry, we just need a little 'research sample' here, and it won't involve refining and usage methods, and it won't spread to damage your reputation. Not only will the price definitely satisfy you, but also..."

Seeing Sousuke Araki's polite refusal was beyond words, Hiroshi Tsuneda hurriedly approached his wrinkled smiling face like a sunflower, lowered his voice, and changed the topic: "Although your 'confidential' identity cannot be revealed for the time being, I have already asked Shi Ben The president suggests that you be given a fair exemption from grade assessment under the premise of confidentiality."

"Although the president said that we need to think about it, if you are willing to 'deal', I will do my best to facilitate this matter! After all, the two things 'confidentiality' and 'rating' are actually not too conflicting..."

"Rating? Haven't I already passed your 'Official Eliminator Trial'..."

"Well, you don't have to worry about the capital tax and the debt you owe... Bubble baths and izakaya are both good, which one should you try first... By the way, there is also a car, successful people drive four wheels..."

While absent-mindedly dealing with Hiroshi Hiroshi, Araki Sousuke had already planned how to use this "huge sum of money" in his imagination.

For him who is about to receive a "huge sum" that he has never seen in his entire life, the "unclean transaction" proposed by Hiroshi Tsukita naturally does not seem so attractive.

"If you advance to Exemption Level 3, not only will you receive a basic subsidy of five million yen per month, but you will also receive various advanced commissions with lucrative bonuses!"

"Promotion...I...wait, level three?!"

"Of course, with your strength, level three is more than enough!"

However, what Hiroshi Tsuneda said next caused him to be hit again by the "two hits in the back": "Five or five million subsidy, or monthly?! Can you still accept high-level commissions with lucrative bonuses?!"

"Wouldn't it be that one month's basic salary is equivalent to a year's delivery of food, plus a terrifyingly high commission?" ! Is the business of the spirit remover so profitable... Hiroshi, a bastard, actually abused his power to make such an undeniable offer...』

Sousuke Araki counted back and forth with his fingers, feeling that he was about to be suffocated by Hiroshi's "workplace PUA" offensive.

"That, that, Hiroshi, I, I will think about it and reply you later."

"Cold, calm, Sosuke Araki, 23 years old, virgin... Although the peak of the workplace is right in front of you, but relying on the kind of thing that sells yourself to a greasy middle-aged uncle is not only not in line with your life creed, but also by Miss Hanyu." Skin cramps were sliced ​​to make specimens, not to mention that a large sum of money has already been acquired... By the way, go to the ATM to check first, and calm down by the way...』

Frowning and loosening, loosening and wrinkling, Araki Sousuke stood up abruptly as if trying to break free, muttered to himself, and walked out of Hiroshi Toda's office in a daze.

"Damn it, it's almost..."

Seeing the back of Sosuke Araki leaving, Hiroshi Tsuneta put away his "business smile" and frantically wiped his office chair and desk with a rag, showing a gloomy expression.

"No, he was clearly moved just now, what is he hesitating about... Could it be that he signed some secret blood contract with Daishi Kawasaki?"

Although the ability to eliminate spirits is strong, when it comes to "morality", Araki Sousuke is undoubtedly much more limitless than Hongfa.

"I got it! I helped nun Niya cast such a large-scale purification technique, he must be 'out of stock' now..."

After carefully recalling Araki Sousuke's previous performance, Hiroshi Tokota seemed to have caught a clue.

"Hey, so, do you need time to refine it, or go back to Kawasaki Daishiji Temple to replenish it? I almost let the opportunity to spy on the refining method slip away from under my nose..."

As if he had figured something out, he stopped what he was doing, hurriedly slammed the door and left the office.

...

16 hours before the death of Tokimoto Ichiro, Akihabara Electric Town.

"Moxi, Moxi, Uncle Liutian, the money arrived so quickly? It's just a small amount of money, don't get excited..."

Araki Sousuke, who skillfully squatted in front of the convenience store with a "Slavic squat", frightened the customers to detour, answered the phone with the tone of a "successful person": "What are you talking about, take the four thousand Ten thousand 'stolen money' returned to me?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, how could I touch the drug trade, and I didn't do anything like loan sharks, killers, extortion, or bank robbers!"

"No, it's not about underground car races, scapegoats, human trafficking, movie actors, organ trafficking, part-time cowherds, corpse cleaning, etc... In other words, why do you, the head of an orphanage, know so much?! "

On the other end of the phone, the panicked Dean Liu Tian didn't know what to say, which made Araki Sousuke a little annoyed: "What do you think of me... I have never been paid, I have never touched money, I am right Money has no interest, how could I do those things for money?!"

"Although the job content is kept secret, I assure you that what I'm doing now is definitely a serious job of saving lives and helping the wounded, solving problems for the people, and it's the kind that has welfare pension and national health insurance!"

"What, you don't believe it? ! Wait, I will send you the personal tax certificate right away! 』

After arguing on the phone for a long time, Dean Liu Tian, ​​who was full of worries and ready to surrender at any time, hung up the phone in doubt.

"Uncle Liutian, it's true. Now that he has paid off the Gudu tax and debts, he can treat successful people who spend their days and nights in Ginza every day, and they still look at people with colored glasses..."

Araki Sousuke muttered and sent the "tax payment certificate record" from LINE to Dean Yanagida's account, and immediately called a certain number: "Oh, Ryoma, have you received the transferred money? Now we will settle the matter." It's..."

"You asked me why I suddenly had money to pay off my debts. Did I win the lottery? Are you kidding me? You don't even look at my current business layout and structure. Where is this little bit?"

"How about it, I'll arrange a game to celebrate tonight, and I'll go to the one I've always wanted to go..."

『What, you fought against more than a dozen Aum Shinrikyo cults yesterday, and now you are in PTSD recuperation so you can’t come? ! Wait, why did I hear someone screaming at your side... Don't hang up, I've let my words out, as the queen's 'navigator', how can you organize this round if you don't come...』

On the other end of the phone, Ryoma seemed very busy before Erqian, and didn't even answer the topics he was most interested in, and hung up the phone after a few words in a hasty tone.