I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"At that time, I started delivery at 10 o'clock and didn't get off work until about 4 o'clock in the morning. Then every time around 1 o'clock, I would receive a fixed delivery order. The location was on the first floor of Royal Cobo Apartment. ."

Oizumi-kun continued to tell with a gloomy expression on his face.

"It's normal for customers to get used to placing orders at the same time."

"No, I have sent it for 5 consecutive nights. I haven't seen the customer, but after talking to the other party through the door, I left the goods at the door upon request."

"That's okay, I have often met such customers recently, and it must be disgusting with my grimace helmet."

When I think of the horror, disgust, contempt, envy, hunger and other gazes of those guests who have been staring at his own body recently, Sosuke Araki gets a lot of fire.

"If this is the case, then forget it. Because I live nearby. One afternoon when I was passing by the Royal Copper Apartment, I saw a police officer downstairs to understand the situation. The couple died of electrocution while traveling out of town more than ten days ago. The police tracked down two coke-like corpses all the way to this side. And that one...it happened to be the one that I delivered five days in a row!"

"Sure enough, this kind of plot is going...you remembered the house number wrong, right."

"I think so too, but when I checked the order records, I found that those orders were no longer available."

"Well, isn't there a dead end... There is something wrong with the dispatch system."

"Anyway, I am sure that I am not mistaken... After going there for 5 consecutive days, I remember the house number clearly. Anyway, you should try to get off work before 12 o'clock."

Just when Oizumi-kun looked solemnly admonishing Araki Sosuke, the stationmaster Mitsui came over.

"Daquan, are you scaring newcomers again? Thanks to your story, there have been fewer and fewer people willing to go to night shifts recently, and I'm having a headache."

Seeing the unhappy expression of the delivery stationmaster, Oizumi closed his mouth immediately.

Everyone was scattered with birds and beasts, and began the delivery work.

...

Toshima District, East Ikebukuro.

Below the huge chimney, one of the landmarks of Ikebukuro, is the Toshima Sweeping Plant.

In the idle factory shed in the factory, several men with ill-faced expressions are sitting inside, eating pizza with numb expressions.

The enclosed factory shed is full of strong smell.

With his naked upper body, Tiger Taro Yamabei, naked with three huge phantom face tattoos on his back and shoulders, is constantly flipping a huge car tire, swaying philosophical sweat.

The exaggerated heavy tire was easily carried in his hand, looking like an ant lifting a peanut.

The people in Gonglin who were watching were frightened...for fear that he would break his hand.

"Red Head" is a ghost with immense power in ancient legends that can easily pull and insert five-inch nails into the ground with bare hands.

And Yamabei Tiger Taro, who originally liked to exercise his body, after swallowing the "red-headed scalp", what he obtained was the pure brute force of the red-headed head.

"Hello, the pizza you ordered at the front restaurant has arrived."

Outside the factory shed, a man in a uniform with the words "Out of the Front Hall" handed in the pizza respectfully.

Several men in the house immediately raised their heads and looked at him expectantly.

"It's not that guy, this delivery person has been here three times."

Gong Lin shook his head disappointedly.

The delivery person glanced curiously at the "durian pizza fanatics", and quickly left the scene in their murderous eyes.

He was also a little puzzled, even if the SHAKEY'S pizza is very famous, there is no need to order so many durian pizzas while doing activities.

"Wait, bastard... why is it durian again? I have eaten twelve durian pizzas..."

After the deliveryman left, he opened the newly delivered hot pizza on the table, and Gong Linjun yelled at the other man.

"Because of the limited funds for the event, it happens that the durian-flavored pizza is on a special offer. Not only is the delivery fee free, and the voucher for durian pizza is returned, it can be said that the more the order, the cheaper... Moreover, the button for another order is at the front. It’s very convenient to re-select the address..."

The man explained triumphantly.

"Damn it, how come you can't meet that kid to deliver you even after ordering more than ten orders? Are you sure he is at work tonight?"

Gong Lin roared with his mouth full of durian while chewing on pizza.

They found out from the police informant's file that the guy’s latest work contact address was the Ikebukuro distribution station in the front hall. In order to deal with this guy in a low-key manner, he thought of a way to seduce him to deliver food to his door.

But when the funding for this mission was already burning precariously, and when he continued his life with special offers, he hadn't seen the kid yet.

"Boss Gonglin, we have already found someone to confirm with our own eyes in advance. That guy is already working at the distribution station, and he's wearing a special suit for linked activities, which is easy to recognize."

Another man responded with a stronger durian tone.

"Then what's more verbose, keep going."

As soon as Tiger Taro Yamabei, who had been silent in the corner, spoke, several people immediately fell silent.

"Ding Dong, the order was successfully placed, thank you for your patronage when you leave the front hall!"

In the silent factory shed, only the sound of APP and the sound of chewing pizza were left.

Three hours later.

"Hiccup. Boss Gonglin, I can't eat anymore. I don't want to smell durian pizza in my life..."

"Asshole, didn't you let you change some other flavors!"

"I also want to order the limited pizza with bluefin tuna and king crab legs, but the funds for the event are limited..."

The factory shed was already occupied by the strong durian flavor, and the new boxes of pizza were also placed aside when no one was interested.

"Hello, the pizza you delivered at the front store has arrived."

A delivery clerk said so and walked into the warehouse.

"Hiccup... is it here again? If it still smells like durian, just cut your little finger..."

Hearing this sound, several men lying on their stomachs raised their heads from the table tiredly.

The man who came in carrying a box of durian pizza was a man wearing a black tight leather jacket and a ghostly motorcycle helmet.

"Just... it's him, finally here!"

Several men scrambled to their feet and rushed towards the door of the warehouse.

"En? Seeing me so excited, is it a super fan of Ghost Rider?"

Entering the warehouse, it was Sousuke Araki who had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing a few people running towards him excitedly, he couldn't help thinking to himself.

Before he could react to what happened, those "super fans" with excited expressions brushed past him and rushed to the door...

"Wow!"

The rolling shutter door of the factory shed was directly pulled down by several people.

"Araki Sosuke, dare to ruin our bliss, come... let's count your sins."

Gong Lin Selini walked out of the factory shed, swallowing the durian pizza in his mouth quickly, and took out his pistol and pointed it at Sosuke Araki.

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