I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"I'm so kind, what do you think of me... What I want is a job, not your depraved things..."

Seeing the box of things that polluted people's hearts, Araki Sousuke immediately went into a rage, got up and planned to leave.

Talking to this "public official" who is full of criminal aura, I really have my head flooded.

"Take your time. Next time my brother has something good to make money, he will call you."

Ryoma didn't stop before Er, and accompanied him to the door with a smile.

"Eh? Sousuke, you guy, did you get a new tattoo recently?"

Looking at the tattoo on Araki Sousuke's back, Nizuma Ryoma asked curiously.

"No, is there any place on my body where I can get a tattoo? And I don't have that spare money..."

Sousuke Araki, who was getting dressed, denied it.

"Really? Did I remember it wrong? I always feel that your tattoo is different from before..."

"Hey, is it fading?"

Araki Sousuke wanted to wash off this annoying tattoo, but he dismissed the idea after consulting the expensive fees.

"Eyes, yes, eyes... I remember that this thing used to have its eyes closed?"

Two, the dragon horse seemed to have noticed something before, and pointed at the eyebrows and eyes of the angry-eyed Bodhisattva.

"How can I see this thing on my back? You remember it wrong."

Holding the box of "souvenirs", Sousuke Araki stood at the door and bid farewell to Ryoma Erzai.

"Hey, the talisman paper from Asakusa Shrine? You asked for it specially for me? Then I'll accept it unceremoniously."

Walking downstairs without looking back, Araki Sousuke glanced at the BMW again enviously.

The policeman who had knocked on the door earlier was taking pictures with the hood open.

"Hey, wait... Why is the trunk full of bullet holes, and it's still sealed by the police station... Is this car also confiscated? This bastard..."

After leaving Ryoma's house two years ago, Araki Sousuke went to the Internet cafe to deliver his resume as usual.

After sending out a round of resumes for all the newer job postings, he got a delivery call from the second-hand shop.

The second-hand home appliances purchased before will be delivered in an hour.

When he returned to the apartment by bicycle, the delivery person from the second-hand store was already waiting there.

"This is what it looks like..."

After the people from the second-hand store finished installing and adjusting the home appliances and left, Araki Sousuke looked at the messy room with satisfaction.

When I finally got a refrigerator, I lost the priority to snap up expired food in convenience stores.

Thinking of this, he became depressed again.

"You can't have your cake and eat it too, this is life."

As the saying goes, when you have time, you don't have money, and when you have money, you don't have time.

In order to test the function of the DVD player and relieve his depression, he took out the DVD that Ryoma had given him two years ago and played it.

After a while, an indescribable sound was faintly heard throughout the corridor on the first floor.

...

into the night.

"Moxi, Moxi... who is it? Speak quickly, my uncle is immersed in the ocean of knowledge and cannot extricate himself."

"Harassing phone calls? Call at such a critical moment and don't speak..."

Araki Sosuke threw the phone aside angrily.

He was just studying the "study materials" sent by Ryoma, and at a critical moment, he was interrupted by a phone call that came and he didn't speak. He lost his mood, turned off the TV, covered himself with a quilt, and went to sleep.

In the corridor, there was the crisp sound of high heels.

This reminded him of the high heels on Miss Sawada's feet.

Since the "farewell" in the parking lot that day, I haven't found a natural opportunity to meet Ms. Zetian.

Opening the door and rushing out immediately upon hearing footsteps should be mistaken for a crime.

"Miss Zetian seems to be the same as me. She always gets off work very late, and it's quite hard."

Just thinking about it wildly, his intermittent snoring sounded in the living room.

Not long after Araki Sousuke fell asleep, on the stove next to the entrance, his newly bought microwave oven suddenly began to "buzz".

As if echoing each other from afar, his newly bought washing machine also started to spin.

After a while, with a "ding", the microwave oven stopped working.

There was a yellow light in the microwave oven cabin, and the hatch popped open, and drops of blood quietly flowed out from the inside, dripping along the stove to the ground.

"Tick tock... tick tock..."

Inside the microwave oven was the blood-stained head of a man.

As the glass plate in the microwave stopped spinning, the human head suddenly opened its eyes.

Then, the washing machine also stopped rotating, and a pair of hands cut off from the wrists and feet cut off from the ankles pushed open the lid and slowly climbed out.

The high-end double-door refrigerator opposite the microwave oven opened all the doors without warning.

There was no time to put food in it, and the refrigerator, which was supposed to be empty, was now neatly filled with 20 cm square dark red pieces of meat and internal organs wrapped in plastic wrap.

As blood flowed out of the refrigerator like a waterfall, the things in the refrigerator began to squirm and crawl out.

The human head in the microwave also rolled to the ground with a "gurgle".

Numerous pieces of meat, limbs, internal organs and human heads slowly gathered on the ground, squirming in the direction of Araki Sousuke like a thousand troops.

That human head was the fastest, rolling to Araki Sosuke first, leaped lightly, and opened its bloody mouth to bite him.

In mid-air, the black air on the head was sucked into Araki Sosuke's body, and then fell powerlessly onto his face.

The sleeping Araki Sousuke just collided with that human head, face to face intimately.

As the cheeks collided, the human head glowed with white fluorescence like a light bulb, turning into spots of light and shattering.

As the head dissipated, the other parts that followed immediately behind froze, and continued to crawl towards Sousuke Araki.

Araki Sousuke opened his eyes vaguely.

He felt that something seemed to touch him just now.

Then he immediately woke up, stood up, and very skillfully grabbed a slipper beside him.

"There are mice?"

This is the first floor of the apartment, and in addition to the messy room, he is not surprised that there are mice.

But the mouse came to my face in the middle of the night, and I couldn't stand it.

The room was pitch black, but Araki Sousuke could feel several mice moving in the living room.

"There's more than one... Could it be that they're making a nest in my house?"

How can this be, if you bite your precious learning materials, it won't work!

Araki Sousuke immediately walked to the wall and pressed the chandelier switch.

But the lights didn't come on.

"Damn mouse, not only made a nest, but even the wires were bitten by me?"

Sensing movement around him, Araki Sousuke gritted his teeth and took the slippers and struck in that direction.

In the darkness, a severed hand crawled across the ground.

It was obviously just hit by a plastic slipper from a 100-yen store, but the severed hand flew to the corner and shattered into white light spots as if it had touched Sousuke Araki.

hit.

The room was too dark, Araki Sousuke could not see the appearance of the mouse clearly.

But from the feel of the slipper, he was sure he had hit something.

Another black shadow passed by his feet.

Araki Sousuke subconsciously kicked it out.

A beating heart flew to the entrance like a football shot, and the white light shattered all over the place.

Beside, there is still movement...

Could it be that there are dozens of mice?

Thinking of this, even Sousuke Araki, who is not very hygienic, has goose bumps all over his body.

This uncle has fought with you today to let you know who is paying the rent!

In the darkness, the sound of "slapping" slippers kept ringing, accompanied by the invisible, static-like fluorescence.