I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Two hours later.

"Look at my move, it's a sure kill, a triangular slash!"

"Well, although your move is powerful, it's easy to handle if you have mastered the characteristics before it was launched... Congolese war drums!"

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

"how is this possible…"

On 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 arena by a powerful nirvana from the other side.

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

Fujiwara Takukai said indifferently.

"Damn, you must have opened some kind of cheat... Come again..."

Just when Sousuke Araki reluctantly launched the 101st challenge, the doorbell rang.

"Damn, it's already time... wait..."

Fujiwara Takumi jumped out and opened the door.

Outside the door, there was a spirited white-haired old man wearing a kimono and clogs, holding a beautiful lunch box in his hand.

"Master Fujiwara, I brought today's meal... What are your feet?"

The old man's eyes keenly noticed Fujiwara Takukai's feet, which were half-hanging on the ground.

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

Fujiwara Takumi took the lunch box and put it on the table beside him with difficulty.

"Is it because of cultivation? I also ask the young master not to work too hard... Are there any guests? Then the old slave will not bother."

Seeing the worn out sneakers at the entrance, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly and he respectfully retreated.

"It's really the second generation of the rich, and there are still people delivering meals to you?"

Sousuke Araki stuck his head out of the study and sighed.

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

Glancing at the sunset outside the window, Fujiwara Takumi said angrily, and took out stacks of delicate dishes from the food box.

Miso soup, side dishes, a whole box of exquisite Edomae style nigiri sushi…

"This nigiri sushi... This is bluefin and blue tuna with big belly, big belly and naked body? There are also golden squid, young yellowtail, red scallops, prawns, and clams? You won't be the heir of some big consortium, right?"

Looking at this box of dozens of nigiri sushi that can rival the Michelin restaurant level, Sosuke Araki couldn't help sighing.

As he has been engaged in offshore fishing, he is naturally aware of the prices of these precious ingredients.

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

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

Fujiwara Takumi just ate a few pieces of sushi picky, then put down his chopsticks.

The rest is naturally cheap, Araki Sousuke, who was unceremoniously and frantically inhaled.

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

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

The sushi rice can also be eaten as a very high-quality rice, and the grip is also very clever, compressing the air just right, and the whole taste is fluffy and elastic.

The size of the sushi can also be seen to be specially made for Fujiwara Takumi's habit, and the overall size is too small.

"I'm tired of eating these cold things every day..."

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

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

Sousuke Araki asked inarticulately, filling his mouth with food.

"They, they all like to live in dilapidated houses not far away. They spend their days practicing and practicing, but I live in a clean house..."

Fujiwara Takukai turned to look at Yoyogi Park outside the window, staring at the shrine of Meiji Jingu with hatred in his eyes.

"Cultivation? You don't look like someone who practices kendo or something like that. Could it be ninjutsu or something?"

Thinking of Fujiwara Takumi holding his head in his fists, Sousuke Araki joked.

"Anyway, it's a boring, shabby, rigid thing passed down from home."

"But then again, even if it's a dilapidated house, how happy you are to live with your parents, you have to know how to cherish it..."

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

Hearing Sousuke Araki say this, Fujiwara Takukai showed a slightly angry look on his face.

"...Like I've been in a welfare home since I was a child, I don't know what it's like to live with my parents. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to suddenly come in while watching an action movie and make you lower your voice?"

Hearing Sousuke Araki say that, Takumi Fujiwara's eyes narrowed...

Is this guy an orphan?

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

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

"Hmph, in their eyes, their son is a genius blessed by the gods, how could it be possible to encounter such a shameful thing... Besides, I made a special trip to draw a reward in the name of 'going out to practice', so I can't let them know …”

Fujiwara Takukai said yin and yang angrily.

"Oh? It sounds like it's not easy for you..."

"Well, if it were you, the family thinks that you are a genius of a thousand-year-old in some respects, but in fact, apart from your luck, you are actually terribly weak in that respect, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and No matter how hard you try to prove that no one believes you, what will you do?"

Takumi Fujiwara put one hand on his face melancholy, looking out the window at Yoyogi Park under the sunset.

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

"I don't hate it... Did I get a headache? What are you talking about..."

Fujiwara Takumi sighed.

With Sousuke Araki's crazy absorption, the food on the table was quickly wiped out.

He folded his hands satisfactorily and said, "Earth Burst Tianxing (thank you for your hospitality)!"

After dinner was over, Sosuke Araki prepared to get up and say goodbye, thinking that he still had work in the evening.

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

Walking to the entrance, he was holding a large box of game cassettes and a set of game consoles.

"It doesn't matter, that one is just a Lite that I won by eating ramen. When I got it back, I found that it was useless at all... Those cassettes have already cleared the customs a long time ago..."

"Oh, by the way, about the question just now... If it's something you like, don't worry about it, just do your best and it's over."

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

"Do you go all out? Sure enough, the answer belongs to single-celled organisms."

Fujiwara Takumi waved to him indifferently.

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

After closing the door and standing at the entrance, Fujiwara Takukai looked at his palm and said in a low voice.

The extremely gorgeous golden spiritual power surging in his palm, which is different from ordinary spiritual power users, gradually spread out and turned into pieces of circular chrysanthemum charms.

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