I write dog blood in Yokohama

For the fact that I didn't bring my fat when I went out, I almost regretted it.

That's right, no matter how much I regard death as home, I still need to change and wash my underwear!

Cough, in short... Let's start with my current situation. At this moment, I have been living in this ghost place for five days, poor and helpless.

During this time, I spent every night in the small Internet cafe miserably. Every day I could only sleep in a small closed room with a length of 2 meters and a width of 1 meter, and eat some not very nutritious instant noodles.

During this period, a lot of so-called Mafia jobs were entrusted to me. They were undoubtedly messy and miscellaneous tasks, but the salary has not been paid yet... What a black-hearted organization. Almost all the money I saved was used to pay Internet fees. I went out to do odd jobs during the day and came back to live in an Internet cafe at night. I felt like a fool working for nothing.

Seeing that I am about to sit on the mountain and eat nothing, maybe it is time to consider working part-time to wash dishes.

All in all, the hard life of the past few days has made me suffer a lot. Every night I think about a serious and profound question, which is what Mysterious Voice once said...

How to behave to please the reader.

What an inexplicable condition to go home!Could it be that my current experience is being watched by everyone?Or do you need to correct all those Lei Wens? This should be ruled out. Where can I change the original manuscripts I have traveled through? Wouldn't it be better to change the text 800 times... Forget it, why do I feel that I am more ruthless than the mysterious voice.

Do you want me to kneel on the ground and kowtow three times every day, and repent to myself?

Don't do it, then where will I save my face!

Although I think so in my heart, if there is such a possibility, I will definitely come to a 360° fancy dochiza in a very real way. After all, it is nothing compared to going home!

How strong my thick skin is, when I think of this, I have already kowtowed very honestly. Fortunately, the Internet cafe is an independent closed room, otherwise I might be regarded as a crazy person.

Speaking of it, the mysterious sound seems to have given me an opportunity to ask urgent questions. I don’t know if I can use it to ask how to get home. I always feel that it’s not very good. If it can tell me, I would have said it in the first place. Damn, this kind of riddle is the most annoying people.

It's best not to ask it until you really don't understand it. After all, this opportunity to ask questions is rare, and it may be useful in the future.

……

The above is my hard life living in an Internet cafe these days.

Of course, in addition to thinking about how to go home, there is actually good news, that is, I have almost figured out my identity here.

I am a female, currently full name Baxun Jiaojiao, a 15-year-old young girl (big mistake), a cannon fodder of a well-known mafia's super low-level, the kind made by outsiders.

Through some later conversations with the boy with a popular face, I can roughly guess that I was smuggled into Japan. I didn’t have a passport and I didn’t have much money when I got here.

The surname Baxun was chosen randomly because I saw a billboard on the road by accident. After all, Chinese names are not convenient here.

The boy with a popular face is named Nong Sawa... I tried my best!Forgive me for not knowing what "Nong Sawa" means when translated into Chinese. The translation software on my phone doesn't support voice search. What can I do? I'm also desperate.

I know this guy’s name because I heard someone calling him like that two days ago. There is the same note in the [Contacts] of the phone. Judging from the call records with no more than 3 calls, it’s just a decoration. I took him for granted. The "Nongshawa" on the mobile phone matched together.

Having said that, there is nothing to introduce this public face at all, it is completely a miscellaneous role, the two of us are both low-level cannon fodder and are very young, so we are occasionally arranged to handle work together, but on the contrary, two people Whether the relationship is deep or shallow, it is probably the feeling that you are not satisfied with the friends you know above.

After realizing this, I was immediately relieved, and thanked myself for being unable to communicate normally with others because of my lack of language skills.

As for the dilapidated apartment that I lived in before, it was the staff dormitory where the low-level members lived. Tomorrow, we must find the person in charge to cancel the accommodation.

But before that, the things in the dormitory need to be moved to the Internet cafe in advance, and this also involves the problem at the beginning of this chapter, that is, some clothes that need to be changed, and they are all stored in the small, dilapidated apartment.

Really fed up!My little inner has been worn for 5 days!If you wear it any longer, you can die on the spot.

The choice of going out to buy underwear was honorably given up, because a pair of panties in those large convenience stores actually cost 1000 yuan, and half of my remaining deposit was directly cleared after buying.

No matter how I think about this situation now, I can only go back to get things, although I really don't want to, super, super unwilling.

*

But that's all I can think of in my mind.

The dilapidated apartment was as messy as ever, and I searched for my memory to find this place. The smell of cigarettes in the corridor once again penetrated my nostrils. I grabbed the key and quickly climbed up to the door of room 201.

Just as he was about to open the lock outside the door, there seemed to be a sound of opening the door behind him, and then two men he didn't know came out from 203 on the opposite side of the room.

I glanced back, and one of the men was stunned for a moment, and then whistled ignorantly.

"..."

It's you again, sucker!

Remembering that this person was also the one who gave me such a mischievous face the day I first came here, I silently clenched the key in my hand, ignored it and continued to turn the door lock, the dog’s mouth can be cut off, really.

The man with a frustrated face didn't seem to think so, and started to walk this way. The man beside him didn't care about it, he leaned against the wall and watched the show with a gloating attitude.

"Junior さん, 久しぶりですね." The man had already walked over, bent down and approached me at a close distance, with a look of cheapness.

I turned around with my hands behind my back, and looked up at the man rubbing his face. He spoke neither fast nor slow, and all he said were short sentences, so the meaning was almost half-understood: "Why didn't you type last time?" Just leave after saying hello, it's very impolite to seniors, isn't it?"

When the girl in front of her turned around, he met her malicious gaze, which was a very uncomfortable gaze looking down at her with the tip of her nose.

I pretended to be very calm on the surface, but actually wanted to poke this person's eyeballs out. The law of heaven is not fair. It's already miserable enough that I've been living in an Internet cafe these days!Why are there still so many bad things.

Another accomplice next to him has already teased: "Hey, don't play too much."

"I know." The man standing opposite me smiled and waved his hand casually, then turned around, licked his lips and whistled, as if he wanted to extend his rough palm over.

He seemed to be very friendly and said to me: "You are a rookie sister~ Do you want to let the seniors teach you?"

No way, your level of flirtation is really not that good!

Is it a child lover?Hong Kong. Hei, the boss will cry without you, okay?

My eyes shifted to his outstretched palm, and the other hand behind his back has slowly reached for the pistol hidden in his trouser pocket. Ah, miscalculation, why did I forget to put the utility knife in my butt pocket before? Woolen cloth.

But think about it carefully, how can I say that I have also dealt with several dead bodies, and even cut off the fingers of the corpses to clean up the fingerprints when necessary, and now I have not seen any scenes.

If this guy makes any outrageous moves again, I will kick off his key parts and then run away quickly. If he fails to run, I will point a gun at his head.

...Of course, the above is just thinking about it in my head.

The following follow-up developments may be troublesome and even tear your face.

I swallowed irritably, my fingers had already touched the cold instrument, my body was tense and I was about to refuse with my poor Japanese vocabulary, when suddenly there was a cry mixed with the echo of the corridor——

"Hey, you guys."

The sound seemed to come from below, and everyone present was stunned for a moment. Following the sound, they looked down at the turning of the stairs between the first floor and the second floor. There was a red-haired young man with a beard standing there.

The other party shrugged: "I'm sorry to interrupt you all of a sudden, I just wanted to ask. Just now a task was sent from above."

"The person in charge asked me to come here to find a few random people. Do you want to come here together?"

"Huh?" Seeing the strange man who came up suddenly seemed to be looking at me, the frustrated face that was already close to my body stood up straight, and pointed at himself uncertainly: "Are you talking to me?"

"Yes." The red-brown haired man downstairs nodded.

"And the male companion behind you. Well, two people should be enough. Are you coming?" The man's voice felt calm and gentle.

The frustrating man didn't answer, and looked at his companion behind him, as if he was thinking about it, "Are you serious? What mission?"

"Smash the field. It's not very difficult, and it can add a little bit of performance, isn't it?"

"Tch, that's what you said." The frustrating man raised his eyebrows, and after thinking about it, he seemed to agree, but he turned around again when he thought of something, and smiled flatteringly at me: "Well, that's it, I'm sorry , senior brother suddenly has something to do, I will play with you next time."

Ah Sobi (playing) you bastard.

I didn't respond to this. It might be better to say that their conversation just now was too fast and full of long sentences. Let go of the hands that were already covered in cold sweat, and lowered your eyes to stare at the two people walking down the stairs along the handrail one after the other.

The good buddy of the face rubbing man thought of something and complained: "But how can three people do it if you mess up! Brother, are you out of your mind? Did the higher-ups explain it to you clearly? I'll call again Alright buddy."

"Is that so? You can do whatever you want." The red-brown haired man standing at the corner of the stairs didn't say much, and he wasn't angry. He just shrugged his shoulders and noticed the way I looked at him. He nodded at me. Nodding, he turned and left with the two men.

Wait, nod to me?

I didn't ignore the other party's movement for a moment, I was stunned for a while, and looked at the direction he was leaving with uncertainty, was he helping me out just now...

Although it seemed that he just came to find someone suddenly because of something, it must be said that this person called out in a timely manner, so the matter did not develop in the worst direction.

As for the worst development, hey, that is, I took out my two guns to scare them. If the two men are sensible, they will stop entangled. If they are aroused by this, they will probably also take out a gun Point to my skull.

For this situation, I am not surprised at all. After all, my current identity is a 15-year-old girl who is mixed in the underworld. She is still the lowest-level girl who has just joined for a long time. She looks very ordinary, except for some weapons. Outside hands have no power to restrain the chicken, not to mention living in this kind of employee dormitory where the lower classes gather together, the safety issue really cannot be guaranteed.

That's why I'm in a hurry to move out, okay?

Suspecting that my identity is simply fabricated by the mysterious voice out of thin air, in order to let me experience the hell mode at the beginning, what a cruel person.

Pistols and guns are not very good at the moment. If you want to learn, you can only secretly observe other people shooting. Including handling corpses, I also secretly learn and explore by myself.

The entire corridor has basically quieted down, I didn't stay where I was, and quickly opened the door and got into the room after confirming that the crisis was over.

……

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it.

Sitting silently on the ground, when I returned to the room, I traced my thoughts forward, buried my head and thought about the situation just now, never expecting that I would suddenly meet that man here.

——Oda Sakunosuke.

Is it Odasaku?Red-haired features, flat tone, and familiar hairstyle no matter how you look at it, that person just now is definitely Oda Sakunosuke!

It's been 5 days since I've been here, and after 5 full days, I finally met an anime character I know! !I stood up abruptly from the tatami, crossed the round wooden table excitedly, and looked at the several boxes stacked half a person's height in front of me.

... Excitement is nothing but excitement, and I can't rush up to ask for an autograph. Hey, I don't have much time left, and staying in this apartment for a second is a torment. The most urgent task right now is how to move all these things to the small apartment. internet cafe.

But that narrow room can't fit at all, can it?

Turning over every day, I can accidentally knock against the wall, and my knee is actually still bruised.

It seems that I can only pick up some important things and take them away, or wait until I go out to find out if there is a place to store my luggage. If I can, I really want to take the bedding and the small round table.

With a small calculation in my heart, I found the subway station in embarrassment with all the boxes, stuffed most of the things into the self-service coin locker, and lost 500 yen again very hard.

I picked some frequently used items and necessities to bring back to the Internet cafe. The only thing I can be thankful for is that the small room can still hold some things.

Of course, the bedding was finally put back by me, hehe.