They all think I'm a boss

Toki Fujikawa has not been to Tokyo for a while.

As the most populous and the most economical first city in Japan, from the bustling and noisy streets of Shinjuku to the remote alleys that no one cares about, Tokyo is changing almost every day.

The only thing that remains constant is probably the dense flow of people who are always in a hurry on the street.

The streets of Ikebukuro are always so lively. A bustling commercial building stands on both sides of the main road. A movie promotional video is playing on the LED screen on the left. Strange monsters fight hard, the battle scene is extremely gorgeous, then the screen suddenly goes black, and a few seconds later, the four characters "Touken Ranbu" outlined with a brush are reflected on the pure white screen.

["Touken Ranbu" big movie! On x month o, witness the past history with the swords! ! ! 】

The building on the right is hung with a huge advertisement, which depicts many vivid cartoon characters, and each cartoon character holds a weapon in his hand, whether long or short, or a knife or a gun. There is also a text at the bottom.

【Amazon, Rakuten, Yahoo's top three book bestseller lists!The total circulation has exceeded [-] million!This summer's phenomenal work "Touken Ranbu" will be animated! ! ! 】

Fujikawa stared at the two advertisements for a while, then quickly looked away.

As a very inclusive city, there are all kinds of people dressed on the streets of Tokyo, hot girls in cool clothes and exaggerated makeup, street artists with disheveled hair and beards who look like they haven't showered for a few days, and many wearing lolita, Boys and girls in cosplay clothes.

Walking along the way, Fujikawa Toki has seen more than ten cosplayers wearing the same sword uniform, and the short swords behind him all looked surprised.

"The clothes on them are similar to those worn by Brother [-] and His Royal Highness Sanriyue..."

They are all the same style, can they not be the same?

Fujikawa looked indifferent.

On the streets of Ikebukuro, where strange costumes can be seen everywhere, Fujikawa's priestly costume and fox mask look much more normal.

"My lord, where are we going next?"

Imai looked up at his lord with some doubts. Originally, he thought that the lord brought them back to Tokyo to play with Conan and Ayumi, but Conan and Ayumi lived in Mihua Town, which is a little far away from Ikebukuro where they are now. distance.

"Go find someone to collect the debt."

Fujikawa Toki responded lightly.

Jin Jian was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

Fujikawa looked down at him, "To be precise, I asked him for copyright fees."

Well, I still don't get it...

Just when Jinjian was about to ask more carefully, there was a sudden exclamation from the side, and then a huge object was flying towards this side quickly.

"Eh?! Vending machine?!"

A passer-by looked at the flying red object in horror, "Why are there vending machines here?!"

Facts have proved that this vending machine can not only fly in the sky, but also has an intelligent navigation system, directly skipping the crowd who don't know the truth, and attacking Fujikawa Toki's face accurately.

Fujikawa took a step back unhurriedly, then stretched out his hand, and firmly caught the vending machine that fell from the sky.

"Fuji-chuan-kun-!"

A gnashing of teeth came from not far away. Hearing this sound, the onlookers who were still eating melons immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

A blond young man wearing a black bartender uniform was walking towards this side. Wherever he went, it was like Moses dividing the sea. The crowded crowd automatically made way for him.

"You made it hard for me to find, Fuji-Chuan-kun--!"

"Long time no see, Shizuo."

Fujikawa Toki greeted the blond young man across from him calmly.

"Very well, it looks like you still remember my name."

The blond youth, that is, Shizuo Heiwajima took off the indigo sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and stared viciously at Fujikawa opposite him.

"Then can we settle the previous account here?"

Hearing this sentence, Fujikawa was at a loss for a while, "What account? Why don't I remember that I owe you money?"

"Don't pretend to be confused with me!"

Shizuo Heiwajima punched the vending machine next to it, directly punching a hole in the sturdy body.

"Don't say you have forgotten the good thing you did in Shinjuku a few months ago!"

months ago?Shinjuku?

Oh, he remembered.

Fujikawa suddenly realized.

At that time, in order for Lin Ye to help him find a cheap place to move, he promised Lin Ye that Shizuo Heiwajima would not come to trouble him for a month...

"It looks like you've remembered."

The blond young man's voice was deep and dangerous, like a volcano about to erupt, and every sound was filled with scorching anger that could swallow people up.

"Well, I remembered."

Fujikawa Toki nodded in acknowledgment.

"If you blame me for not bringing condolence items to visit you, it's because I moved to another city, and when I sent you to the hospital, I had already bought fruit and put it in your ward."

"So you bought the durian next to my bed?"

Three veins popped out of Shizuo Heiwajima's forehead in an instant.

It’s okay not to mention it, but as soon as he said it, he remembered that when he woke up, he found a huge durian on the bed, facing his head, and the ecstasy smell almost made him faint again.

"Yes."

Fujikawa admitted frankly.

He felt very sorry at the time, so he went to a nearby fruit shop to buy some fruit to express his condolences. However, he had no experience in visiting patients before, and he didn't know what fruits to buy when visiting patients. He thought that the most expensive one should be the best. , I bought the most expensive durian imported from Thailand on the recommendation of the fruit shop owner.

Very well, at first he thought it was a prank done by that nasty paramecium in Shinjuku, but now the truth is revealed, the old enmity is added to the new enmity, and he has to settle accounts with this nasty guy today.

Shizuo Heiwajima gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and was about to fight the man opposite, when he saw a few small heads popping up behind Fujikawa Toki.

"Ah, brother Shizuo, long time no see!"

The little knives happily greeted the blond youth opposite.

Seeing these little Doudings who appeared out of nowhere, Shizuo Heiwajima, who was still on fire just now, turned off his fire immediately.

"whispering sound."

When the young man stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand and glared at Fujikawa opposite him, the expression on his face softened a little, "You are still the same as before, taking these little kids with you everywhere you go."

Fujikawa ignored his words, turned around and walked to the vending machine beside him, added a bigger hole to the hole made by the blond youth, and then took out a few from the basically scrapped vending machine. Cans of drinks were distributed to the teenagers behind him.

"This is what Jingxiong invited you to drink, you have to thank him."

Fujikawa Toki said solemnly.

The teenagers nodded, each holding a can of drink in their hands, and shouted sweetly at the blond youth, "Thank you, Brother Jingxiong."

Shizuo Heiwajima froze for a moment, "Hey, you..."

Toki Fujikawa threw him a box of strawberry-flavored sweet milk.

"Anyway, you have to pay in the end, and it doesn't make any difference to you if you pay more or less."

He said this with confidence, directly blocking the "honest" blond young man across from him speechless.

"Where have you been all this time?"

The sweetness of strawberry milk slightly relieved the irritability in his heart, and Shizuo Heiwajima rarely chatted with him "calmly".

"Didn't Lin tell you that I moved to Yokohama?"

Holding the strawberry milk of the same style as him in his hand, Fujikawa raised his head and glanced at him.

The word "Lin Ye" seemed to be a timed bomb. The blond young man who was "calm" just now crushed the milk carton in his hand, and the pink liquid flowed all over his hands.

"Don't bring up that unappetizing paramecium in front of me."

Fujikawa calmly took a sip of the strawberry milk in his hand. It seemed that nothing had changed except the bustle and bustle of the streets of Ikebukuro, and the inexplicable love and killing between the two.

Shizuo Heiwajima didn't stay here for long, and was soon called away by his boss with a reggae hair.

When passing by Lucia's sushi restaurant, Toki Fujikawa saw Simon holding a sign at the door to invite customers.

"Oh, Ah Shi, long time no see."

When he saw Fujikawa, Simon warmly greeted him, "I heard that you have moved to Yokohama, are you still used to living there? Do you want to come and try our sushi after a long time?"

It was still the old familiar Dalieba-style Japanese, Fujikawa shook his head, "Next time, I have something to do now."

Halfway through the walk, he suddenly remembered something, turned back, and walked to the tall Russian man, "By the way, you know Fei..."

Suddenly stuck in the middle of the sentence, Fujikawa Toki silently took out the phone from his sleeve, opened the photo album, and asked while pointing to a person on the screen.

"Do you know this man?"

"Huh? This person is..."

Simon looked down at the photo on Fujikawa's cell phone, and then the expression on his face suddenly became serious.

"Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky."

He only glanced at the person in the photo and called out the name of the person in the photo. Then he looked at Fujikawa seriously, "Where did you meet him?"

"Yokohama."

Toki Fujikawa briefly told Simon about the incident that happened in Yokohama earlier.

When he heard that Fermito was taken away by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the solemn expression on Simon's face not only did not decrease, but deepened.

"That man is very cunning, and it is very likely that he was arrested on purpose."

Simon patted Fujikawa Toki's shoulder and looked at him seriously.

"You must be careful with him, there is also a magician named Gogol."

Gogol?

This was the first time Fujikawa heard this name, but Simon beside him was already holding up signs to attract other guests, and he seemed unwilling to mention those two people again.

Fujikawa Toki silently memorized the name "Gogol" and left with the dagger boys behind him.

Simon glanced at their leaving figure from the corner of his eye, and said softly in Russian, "Good luck to you".

……

Fujikawa stood in front of a dilapidated house. Although this place is located in Ikebukuro, its location is quite remote. It is difficult for ordinary people to find this place. Under the doubtful gaze of a group of dagger boys, Fujikawa raised his hand and rang This door in front of you.

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