I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

In the mottled mirror of the barbershop, there was a young man with sleepy eyes, a masculine face, and a super-short oily hair in black and gold.

Compared with Araki Sousuke's previous aircraft head, it is a little less decadent and more capable and mature.

When the drowsiness on his face disappeared, he frowned habitually.

Still looks like a criminal.

Moreover, it looks... more ferocious than before.

"This... looks no different from the Nu Luoquan gang watching the scene..."

While complaining, Araki Sousuke turned his head slightly...

"Wait! What is this? Uncle Mo?!!!"

On the side of his short temple hair in front of his left ear, there was an unusually exquisite knife mark with a hexagram pattern.

"How about it? This is my best 'Death Hexagram'. Seeing how unlucky you have been recently, I gave it to you for free."

Uncle Mo wiped his hands and said proudly.

"King of Shit... Hooligan Heart? This name is a curse no matter how you hear it, and it looks like this, doesn't it look more like a Taoist? How do I have an interview this afternoon..."

Araki Sosuke growled inarticulately.

If the previous airplane head can only be regarded as a bad boy of the gangster, but now this hairstyle can be said to be an elite gangster who licks blood with a knife head and has more than double-digit murders.

"Your boy has such a broken hairstyle, it would be great if he could be rescued, and you dare to pick and choose!"

Suppressed by Uncle Mo's muscles and roar, Araki Sousuke could only obediently accept his fate and stand up to pay.

When he was about to leave the barbershop, he thought of Miss Zetian in his dream just now, and he looked back in the mirror again, trying to pull himself together.

Miss Zetian, let me change this hairstyle for you.

All living beings are bustling and bustling, coming and going without a trace.

At least I, with this hairstyle, will always remember the beautiful you who once bloomed in this world.

...

After one hour.

PREGO Pachinko Ikebukuro West Exit Branch.

In the loud music and blinding lights and shadows...

Araki Sousuke, who has a new hairstyle and makes the eyes of passers-by even more frightened, is sitting in front of a "Grudge" themed Paqingo machine with a cigarette in his mouth.

He put his face against the machine, quickly pressed the launch button with one hand, and constantly rotated the angle button with the other hand, his crossed Erlang legs were shaking rapidly with the rhythm of the music.

Following his operation, densely packed steel balls were fired continuously like machine guns, and fell into the "winning" hole below.

Various lottery animations were also played on the screen. Occasionally, after winning the grand prize, a pale-faced Kayako would show up to express congratulations.

As the pillar of Japan's gaming industry, accounting for 4% of the national GDP, Paqingo, commonly known as the "small steel ball", is of course not as simple as controlling the angle to launch steel balls and enter the hole to draw a lottery.

After combining with electronic games, in addition to the rich themes of the machines, besides the themed machines that are frequently associated with various anime and idol groups, the prizes are also varied, ranging from food and drink expenses, digital products, adult products to anime peripherals. Everything is available.

Only you can't think of it, and you can't change it without you.

"Tsk tsk, this thing Ryoma gave is really amazing..."

Under Araki Sousuke's machine, a large number of small steel balls have accumulated, and it seems that he has won a lot.

Gambling is prohibited by Japanese law, so the small steel balls won cannot be directly exchanged for money in the store, but can only be exchanged for various prizes.

However, the small steel balls can be exchanged for something called "Jingpin" in the store, which is 18K gold wrapped in a plastic shell.

And in the alleys near every pachinko shop, there must be a small shop that pays cash for this kind of "scenic delicacy" at a fixed price.

As for what you said this shop has to do with pachinko shops?

At least on the surface it doesn't look like anything will matter.

The seemingly strict legal regulations are indeed circumvented by such a child's play.

It is by virtue of this method that after the combination of pachinko and video games, it has flourished under the control of Yakuza and has become a gaming industry that has ruined countless Japanese people’s fortunes and loves and hates it.

After Sousuke Araki finished his hair, he really didn't come here to play pachinko.

Although Higashino Xinghei had already made an appointment to take him to the interview today.

But when he finished his haircut and sent it here, Higashino Xinghei didn't answer the phone anyway.

Sosuke Araki, who was bored, could only go to the pachinko shop to pass the time, adjust his mood, and try "that thing" by the way.

"That thing" is a small magnetic device that Ryoma "clanged" from the storage warehouse two years ago. It is said that it belonged to a certain pachinko fraud group.

At this moment, "that thing" is like a watch, firmly hidden in Araki Sousuke's cuff, and as his hand moves across the screen, he quietly sucks the steel ball into the "winning" hole.

"Get rich, get rich... let him win this store until it goes bankrupt, hahahaha..."

Araki Sousuke checked with his eyes, and there were already piles of small steel balls worth more than 100,000 yen in the machine in front of him.

The pachinko industry has developed to this day, and customers no longer have to carry a large box of steel balls to exchange them.

Just take off the small card on the machine, and the amount of steel balls you win will be directly recorded in the card, and you can exchange it at the counter.

The reason why Sousuke Araki chose this "Grudge" machine was precisely because the screen and sound effects of this machine were too eerie, and many customers felt it was unlucky, so it was placed in a corner where no one cared about it.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

"Oh, Xinghei, I've been here a long time ago, and I'm at the PREGO next to the station... You come here first, I'm winning big here... The thing Ryoma gave is so useful..."

It was so cool to win, Sousuke Araki sprayed all his saliva on the screen, and even Kayako, who had been frequently appearing on the screen to celebrate him with a "face kill" because of "winning the lottery", didn't care.

At this moment, someone behind him patted him on the shoulder.

"Didn't you see that my uncle is very lucky, don't change, don't change, go away..."

Araki Sosuke said impatiently while biting his cigarette butt without looking back.

Occasionally there will be some superstitious "Pachinko pros" who will only play fixed machines, so they often find someone to change machines.

The man patted him on the shoulder again, this time with a little more force.

Araki Sousuke stopped what he was doing and looked back.

Four men in black suits with unkind faces stood behind him at some point, frowning, biting their lower lip, and looking at him with veins on their foreheads.

It looked like they had been watching him play for a while.

"Big brothers, is there something wrong?"

Looking at these men who were obviously watching the scene, Araki Sousuke asked with a guilty conscience.

The leading man with a tattoo in his collar and a scar on his brow slowly raised his hand, pointed to his cuff and said, "This guest...is exposed..."