I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Faced with the problem of the woman in front of him, Araki Sosuke launched a fierce battle in his heart.

Araki Sosuke, 22 years old, a virgin.

This is the first time you approached a woman in the last five years without being scared away. You must take the opportunity.

The answer is pretty, whether it will appear too frivolous.

If the answer is not beautiful, it may make the other person retreat.

The answer was so-so, feeling insincere.

Seeing the woman looking at herself with big eyes "expectingly", Sosuke Araki assumed the attitude of a prodigal son in love, leaning on the wall with one hand, and handsomely gave his own answer.

"Cough cough... I don't know if you are beautiful in the eyes of others, but the ancients said that in the eyes of lovers, if you can let me know more about you, maybe you have a chance to become the most beautiful woman in my heart."

Hearing what he said, the woman looked at him suspiciously, as if she didn't react for a while.

Looking down for a moment, the woman walked towards Araki.

As the distance between the two gradually narrowed, Sosuke Araki stiffly maintained a posture of one-handed support against the wall, and his heart had already jumped to his throat.

Well done, the answer just now turned out to be 100 points.

"Am I like this... pretty?"

Under Sosuke Araki's expectant gaze, the woman slowly walked up to him.

Lifting her hair softly and gracefully, she gently lifted the rope behind her ear to tie the mask, as if she was about to take off the mask.

Seeing her extremely charming movements and smelling the faint scent of the other person, Sousuke Araki's breathing gradually became heavier.

Under the mask, what kind of delicate face would it look like.

At this moment, a large amount of black energy gushed out of the woman's body uncontrollably, and was inhaled into Sousuke Araki's body.

The whole process lasted about two seconds.

Araki Sosuke naturally couldn't see the black air. He just kept looking forward to look at the woman whose movements stopped just before removing the mask.

Why don't you take it yet, shy?

The woman seemed to weaken instantly and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong, is it anemia?" Araki Sosuke immediately put down the cardboard box in his hand, reaching out for help.

With a look of horror and inconceivability in the bloodshot eyes of the woman, like avoiding a scourge, she turned around and ran into the dark walkway of the apartment.

At that speed, it's 9 seconds into 100 meters.

"Hey...Are you scared off by me again? At least let me know the name."

Seeing the slender back of the other party as if swallowed by the dim corridor, Sosuke Araki sighed.

The girls who were scared off by him because of the tattoos and airplane heads were almost broken.

Since the other party also lives in this apartment, you must explain it next time you meet.

Thinking like this, Sosuke Araki entered the corridor in frustration.

A door in front of him suddenly opened slowly...

In the crack of the door, a pale eyeball appeared extremely abrupt in the weak light.

That eyeball stared at Sosuke Araki dumbly.

When he got closer, Araki Sosuke saw that behind the door crack was a short, middle-aged man.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and politely nodded to the other party.

Does this uncle have a habit of spying on new neighbors?

The other party did not respond, just stared at him quietly.

"Hehehe, have you met Miss Zetian?"

He didn't hear the uncle inside said quietly until he passed the door.

"Oh! Is she called Sawada? What a rare beauty..."

When Sosuke Araki wanted to obtain more personal information about "Miss Sawada", the other party closed the door with a "bang".

"What a weird person..."

Araki Sosuke muttered and returned to his room.

My apprentices are surrounded by walls, and my own "private collections" are still in school. Sosuke Araki just sent a message to his buddies to show off "there is a big beauty in the neighbor of the new apartment", so he took out the sheets in the closet and spread the sheets to sleep. Down.

In the dark room, the door of the closet slid slightly open, and suddenly a pale eyeball appeared in the crack of the door, just staring quietly at Sosuke Araki, who was sleeping so loudly.

...

The next day, Araki Zongsuke woke up early.

No way, this kind of old-fashioned apartment, the soundproofing effect is naturally not very satisfactory.

Since the middle of the night last night, rustling footsteps have always been heard upstairs, as if many people were walking around.

It was so noisy that he could never fall asleep deeply.

Just when he folded the quilt and put it into the fireplace, and then moved the old low table back to its original position, a piece of paper fell from the inside of the table.

Araki Sosuke picked up the piece of paper curiously.

This is a slightly yellow rectangular rune paper with cinnabar and other red runes painted on it.

"This is... talisman paper?"

This kind of talisman is very common in shrines.

Maybe it was the landlord who put it in auspiciously. After all, this room can be regarded as a "psychologically defective item."

Throwing the talisman paper in the trash can, Araki Sosuke picked up the phone again to check if there were any briefings such as interview notices.

One hand slipped, and his old-fashioned mobile phone fell under the low table.

Araki Sosuke had to arch up and go under the low table to pick it up.

When he got the phone and was about to withdraw, he glanced up subconsciously.

At this glance, Zongsuke Araki's eyes were cracking.

"Cheating? This is not it!"

Araki Sosuke was knocked over and stood up, and he naturally made the low table upright.

On the reverse side of the low table, layer upon layer, densely plastered with yellow talisman paper!

There are hundreds of them by visual inspection.

The angry Sosuke Araki immediately picked up his cell phone and dialed the number of the housing agency.

Landlords in Japan generally do not have direct contact with tenants, and most of them are handled by intermediary companies.

"Mosimosi, this is [Be careful! Haunted House Appraisal] Hou Hailu Dou from the Intermediary Department..."

On the other end of the phone, a man with a frivolous tone casually answered the phone.

Sosuke Araki immediately complained to the other party.

Then vaguely heard words such as "Sister, there is a complaint from a guest", "Just play with him casually" and so on.

"What? This is the peace charm that I asked for from Asakusa Shrine? Don't bully me. I don't have a little culture. I still know the words "Evil Spirit Retreat" above...and this number...has already reached the level of a curse, okay? And the shower, and the noisy neighbor upstairs..."

After negotiating with the intermediary company, the other party only promised to send someone to repair the shower in the near future.

"Damn it, use the reason that no one lives upstairs to prevaricate me... wait..."

After hanging up the phone, Araki Sosuke turned his head to look at the dense talisman paper under the table, and swallowed hard.

In the corner of the talisman paper, the words "Asakusa Shrine" were printed as expected.

Suddenly he rushed to the bottom of the table excitedly, carefully took off the talisman paper one by one, and collected them neatly into a pile.

Then, Araki Sosuke put his thumb in his mouth and licked it skillfully, and counted the talisman paper like a banknote.

"A total of two hundred and forty-three...hehe..."

After counting, he happily put the pile of saliva-stained talisman paper into his pocket, as if it were a pile of banknotes.

Asakusa Shrine next to Sensoji Temple has been named the "Three Shrine Gods" since ancient times.

The various Omori and talisman papers in the shrine are said to be very effective and in short supply.

Prices start at 500 yen.

If this pile can be sold, it will be 120,000 yen.

Four months' rent.

Thinking of this, the dissatisfaction in his heart immediately vanished.

I sorted out the contents of the cardboard boxes in the room. Seeing that the time was approaching in the afternoon, Sosuke Araki rode to work.

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