I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Look at my move, it will kill, and the triangle will cut!"

"Well, although your move is powerful, but you have mastered the characteristics before launching, it is easy to handle... Congo drum!"

Sosuke Araki and Takumi Fujiwara sat calmly on the carpet, quickly rubbing the gamepad in their hands.

"How can it be……"

In the TV screen, the man in the green hat controlled by Sosuke Araki, after his nirvana was cracked by the gorilla on the opposite side, was directly blasted out of the field by the opposing gorilla's nirvana.

"If this continues, it will be a 100-game losing streak, Araki-kun."

Fujiwara Takumi said indifferently.

"Damn it, you guy must have opened some plug-in... come again..."

Just when Sosuke Araki was unwilling to launch the 101st challenge, the doorbell rang.

"Damn it, it's this time... Wait..."

Fujiwara Takumi jumped out and opened the door.

Outside the door, there is a vigorous white-haired old man wearing a kimono and clogs, holding a delicate lunch box in his hand.

"Master Fujiwara, I brought today's meal...what is your foot?"

The old man's eyes keenly noticed Fujiwara Takumi's feet half-dangling on the ground.

"It's okay... Well, it's just a little hurt..."

Fujiwara Takumi took the lunch box and put it on a side table with difficulty.

"Is it because of cultivation? Please don't work too hard, Master...Are there any guests? Then the old slave won't bother you."

Seeing the worn-out sneakers in the hallway, the old man's eyes condensed slightly and he stepped out respectfully.

"It's really a rich second generation, there are people who bring you food?"

Araki Sosuke sighed as he poked his head out of the study.

"It's all this time, you guys come and eat together...Anyway, they send a lot of them every time, and they can't finish eating."

Glancing at the sunset glow outside the window, Fujiwara Takumi spoke irritably, and took out stacks of exquisite dishes from the food box.

Miso soup, side dishes, a whole box of exquisite Edo-style nigiri sushi...

"This nigiri sushi... Is this bluefin blue tuna belly, belly and naked? And golden squid, young yellowtail, ark shell, prawns, clams? You guy will not be the heir of a big consortium, right?"

Seeing this box of dozens of nigiri sushi comparable to the Michelin restaurant level, Sosuke Araki couldn't help but sigh.

Having engaged in offshore fishing, he is naturally clear about the prices of these precious ingredients.

And looking at the quality of these ingredients, it looks like they just came out from the hands of a professional Michelin sushi chef. The kitchen where these meals are made is probably not far from here.

"Hey, don't you eat, it's a good time?"

Fujiwara Takumi only took a few picks of sushi before putting down his chopsticks.

The rest is naturally cheaper, Araki Sosuke who is unceremoniously inhaling frantically.

These fresh and delicious ingredients, without special seasoning at all, are already the top delicacy in the world.

The surface layer has been brushed with soy sauce, and freshly ground wasabi is placed between the ingredients and the sushi rice.

Sushi rice can also be eaten as a very high-quality rice, and the gripping technique is also extremely clever, compressing the air just right, and the whole taste is fluffy and elastic.

It can also be seen that the size of the sushi was specially made for the habits of Fujiwara Takumi, and the overall size is too small.

"Every day is these cold things, I'm tired of eating..."

At this time, the setting sun was about to set, and the red sunset glowed on Fujiwara Takumi's face, as if he was immersed in darkness.

"Where are your parents? Did they live with you?"

Sosuke Araki asked vaguely with his mouth full of food.

"They, they all like to live in a dilapidated house not far away. They are practicing spiritual practice all day long, but I live by myself and I am clean..."

Fujiwara Takukai turned to look at Yoyogi Park outside the window, staring bitterly at the shrine of Meiji Jingu.

"Cultivation? Seeing that you are not like a person who practices kendo, is it ninjutsu?"

Thinking of the way Fujiwara Takumi was holding his head in his fists, Sosuke Araki teased.

"Anyway, it's the boring, shabby, and rigid stuff passed down from home."

"But having said that, even if it is a dilapidated house, how happy it is to live with your parents, you must know how to cherish it..."

"You guy doesn't understand other people's situation at all, don't just be here..."

Hearing Sosuke Araki's words, Takumi Fujiwara showed a slight anger on his face.

"...Like I’ve been in an orphanage since I was a child, and I don’t know what it’s like to live with my parents. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to come in suddenly and ask you to turn your voice down while watching an action movie?"

Hearing Sosuke Araki say so, Takumi Fujiwara's eyes narrowed...

Is this guy an orphan?

He swallowed the original words in his mouth: "In short, it is not an enviable experience..."

"Your family is so innocent, why are you letting those guys rob you today? You can get revenge by just spending money to find a few people. It's okay to ask me to take action?"

"Hmph, in their eyes, their son is a genius who is blessed by the gods, how could he encounter such a shameful thing... Besides, I made a special trip to draw a reward in the name of'going out to practice', and I couldn't let them knowledge……"

Fujiwara Takumi yin and yang said weirdly.

"Oh? It sounds difficult for you..."

"Well, if it is you, the family thinks that you are a genius that is rare in a millennium, but in fact, apart from being a little lucky, you are actually terribly weak in that respect, and no matter how hard you try to prove that no one Trust you, what will you do?"

Fujiwara Takumi put his face sadly with one hand, looking at Yoyogi Park in the setting sun outside the window.

"Well, it depends on whether I like that thing..."

"I don't hate it...Is my brain pumped? Tell you what these are doing..."

Fujiwara Takumi sighed.

With the crazy absorption of Araki Sosuke, the food on the table was quickly wiped out.

He clasped his hands together contentedly: "The earth bursts into the sky (thanks for the hospitality)!"

After supper, Sousuke Araki was about to get up and leave, thinking that he still had work at night.

"Hey, can this game console really be borrowed from me? There are so many cassettes, and there is actually the latest "Assembly! Ghost Forest Friends Club"?"

When he walked to the entrance, he was holding a large box of game cassettes and a set of game consoles in his hands.

"It doesn't matter, that station is just the Lite I won when I ate the ramen. I took it back and found that it was useless... Those cassettes were already cleared..."

"Oh, by the way, about the question just now... If it's something you like, let him do so much, and you'll be done with all your energy."

Araki Sosuke turned around and said this seriously, and walked into the elevator.

"Go all out? It really is the answer to single-celled organisms."

Fujiwara Takumi waved his hand indifferently.

"Ordinary people who don't know anything are really happy."

After closing the door, standing at the entrance, Fujiwara Takumi looked at his palm and whispered.

The extremely gorgeous golden spiritual power surging in his palm, which is different from ordinary spiritual power people, gradually spread and turned into a round chrysanthemum charm.

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