I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

In the middle of the night, Ms. Tian Ze’s "Tat Tat Tat" high-heeled footsteps were the prelude.

The quiet apartment in front of Tibet, as always, began to lively.

On the corridors of all floors of the apartment, the doors opened one by one.

Inside each door, a gray and white figure with stiff movements came out one after another.

These "people" of different dresses, appearances, and ages have pale, swollen, and rotten faces, with dried blood stains, and there are many ways to die.

A short old man with twisted limbs and pierced bones.

A man wearing a white lab coat and missing the part above his neck.

The short, thin middle-aged man who had his throat cut, and the tall and strong middle-aged woman who had his throat cut at his side.

Uncle Ji Dao with a wire wrapped around his neck.

A policeman with nails all over his body.

A gentle mature woman with no abnormal appearance.

And, seem to have encountered an explosion, turned into dozens of pieces of meat, barely gathered together and wriggling unknown persons.

Even in Room 304 where Sosuke Araki once visited, a woman with short hair, rotten and shriveled, with a long tongue out, and a purple strangle on her neck came out.

They lined up in a very orderly row and walked towards the stairwell.

Many "people" also hold empty beverage bottles with post-it notes in their hands.

"Huh".

The only elevator in the apartment opened the empty elevator door, starting from the fifth floor and going down, stopping at each floor.

Every time I stayed on a floor, there was a gray figure, numb and orderly, with a weird smile into the elevator.

Finally, the densely packed elevators opened their doors on the first floor.

Dozens of figures quietly lined up from the elevator, and finally stopped in front of Room 102.

Several faint murmurs sounded in the corridor.

"Now...convene...the welcome party for new residents..."

"Ara...Kun Mu...it's your turn..."

At this moment, there was also a voice in the room diagonally across from Araki Sosuke's room.

"Welcome party... Ji Xiang... want to attend..."

It was the low and intermittent voice of a little girl.

"Ji Xiang is obedient, don't go out too late... Dad is here, Dad will play with you."

If Sosuke Araki was here, he would definitely be able to hear that this was the voice of the strange uncle who liked to peep through the cracks in the door.

The dense gray figures in the corridor gently rang the doorbell politely.

Inside the room, on the porch wall, the electronic doorbell display lights up with the sound of "Zizi".

The screen was packed with pale faces with stiff expressions and weird smiles.

It is a pity that Sosuke Araki at this time, with the help of alcohol and functional drinks, is immersed in a sweet dreamland and has no chance to appreciate it.

With a "creak", the door lock of the room bounced slightly, and then it was blown away by a breeze.

"お邪魔します...... (Excuse me)"

"excuse me……"

"excuse me……"

The gray figures slowly poured into the room very politely.

Every figure that walks through the entrance will say so.

After a while, Araki Sosuke's small apartment, from the entrance to the living room, was already full.

Crowded in a real sense.

Because, even on the walls and ceiling, there are "people" crawling.

These dozens of men, women, and children with hideous and weird looks, neatly and quietly surrounded two meters in front of him, with bloodshot eyes, watching Sosuke Araki's "snoring performance". ".

"now you……"

"now you……"

Following the unanimous remarks, the people surrounding Sosuke Araki showed "enthusiastic" smiles.

"Welcome...begin..."

"Welcome……"

Whispering softly, they enthusiastically embraced them, and the silhouettes of people like a sea of ​​flesh and corpses submerged Araki Zongsuke one after another.

In the center of the room, where Sosuke Araki originally slept, the broken bodies of countless wraith spirits piled up like a mountain, twisted and entangled, wriggling joyfully.

White light is constantly shining in the gaps between the gray figures...

On weekdays, the Zangqian apartment, which became lively at night, slowly began to become peaceful.

Sosuke Araki had a long dream.

In his dream, his good brother Ryoma before the second asked him to go to the 100-year-old Yoshihara bubble bath in Kabukicho Ichiban Street to "purify the body and mind".

The female technician who served him not only has a good face and a hot body, but also has a very professional and superb approach to the personal massage.

She first let Sosuke Araki dive into the bathtub, holding her breath for deep lung washing.

Then let him sleep on an air cushion, and use a massage ball to "specially maintain" certain key parts of his lower body.

Then, she kept rubbing and washing every corner of his body with her bumpy, soft and moving body, without missing anything.

Not only the massage intensity is just right, but the service time is also unusually long, so that his tired body is completely relaxed and full of energy.

The massage came to an end, just as Araki Sosuke, who was addicted to it and couldn't help himself, took out the banknotes and strongly demanded an additional hour of "special service package"...

wake up.

Dreams are always broken at the best moments.

"This is... my own..."

Sosuke Araki opened his eyes, and the familiar apartment ceiling was still in sight.

Perhaps the massage effect in the dream continued to reality. Araki Sosuke only felt that the whole body was comfortable, his muscles and bones were refreshed, and even his strength seemed to be much greater.

Contrary to the energetic body after waking up, it is the empty mind that feels lost after waking up from a dream.

Just when he was struggling desperately to return to his dreams by falling asleep, he heard a sound of "squeaky squeaky".

He got up and looked at it, and suddenly his soul was gone.

The door of the room was open, and it was constantly swinging with the breeze.

"Did too much yesterday and didn't close the door? Or a thief came in?"

Sosuke Araki immediately stopped dozing off and became vigilant.

Turning to his feet, he closed the door first, and then looked around the room carefully.

After confirming that all the learning materials and home appliances are in, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Apart from these, he has nothing worthy of being stolen.

I picked up my phone and found that it was already 12:30 noon.

12 missed calls.

Among them, there are 7 Kengo Yamada and 5 Mayumi Kotori.

"Is it right? Yesterday, the shot was too heavy, so I drove Abe Temple's little white face into the hospital... I obviously saved a bit of strength..."

Ignoring the phone call from Yamada Kengo, Sosuke Araki immediately returned to Tori Mayumi.

After all, it was an appointment to go to "Chu Ling" (defrauding money) together.

After making an appointment with Yu Mayumi Kotori on the phone, and after meeting at the platform of the Shinjuku Odakyu Line, Sosuke Araki cleared up a bit and went out.

In the gloomy corridor, the door of Room 103 opened slowly.

The uncle still had one eye on the crack of the door, staring quietly at Sosuke Araki who was closing the door, his eyes seemed a little surprised.

"Oh, early uncle."

Faced with this uncle who likes to stare at people in the doorway, Sosuke Araki greeted him indifferently.

He grew up in the orphanage since he was a child, and he has seen a lot of strange people. Although this uncle looks gloomy, he is at least harmless. He looks at him without a piece of meat.

When Sosuke Araki walked out of the apartment door, 103's door was closed.

"Sure enough... do it... the first one... it's my turn..."

Inside the door, there was a soft whisper.

……………………

On the third day of the test, the book ranked fifth in visual inspection. It is estimated that it is dangerous to qualify.

If you don't vote, I don't vote, when will Araki come out.

You have one vote, I have one vote, Araki can still jump tomorrow.

If you don't do it, I don't do it, Araki will be knocked down immediately.

You work hard, I work hard, Araki can do miracles.

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