I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Chapter 5: talisman paper

Facing the question of the woman in front of him, Sousuke Araki started a fierce battle in his heart.

Sosuke Araki, 22 years old, a virgin.

This is the first woman in the past five years who has been approached by you without being scared away. You must seize the opportunity.

If the answer is beautiful, will it seem too frivolous.

If the answer is not beautiful, it may make the other party feel withdrawn.

The answer is so-so, it feels insincere.

Seeing the woman's big eyes looking at him with "expectation", Sousuke Araki put on the attitude of a prodigal son, put one hand on the wall, and gave his answer handsomely.

"Cough cough... I don't know if you are beautiful in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the ancients, you are beautiful. If you can let me know more about you, maybe you will have the opportunity to become the most beautiful woman in my heart."

Hearing his words, the woman looked at him suspiciously, as if she didn't respond for a while.

Bowing her head and thinking for a while, the woman walked towards Araki.

As the distance between the two gradually narrowed, Sousuke Araki rigidly maintained a posture of supporting the wall with one hand, his heart already beating to the throat.

Well done, the answer just now was indeed 100 points.

"Am I so... beautiful?"

Under Araki Sousuke's expectant gaze, the woman slowly walked in front of him.

Gently and elegantly pulling up her hair, she gently picked up the string that tied the mask behind her ears, as if preparing to take off the mask.

Seeing her very charming movements and smelling the faint scent of the other party's body, Araki Sousuke's breathing gradually became heavier.

Under the mask, what kind of delicate face will it be?

At this moment, a large amount of black energy poured out of the woman uncontrollably and was sucked into Sousuke Araki's body.

The whole process lasted about two seconds.

Sousuke Araki naturally couldn't see the black aura, he just kept his expectant gaze, looking at the woman whose movements were stagnant just before taking off the mask.

Why didn't you take it, you're shy?

The woman seemed to be weakened instantly and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong, is it anemia?" Sousuke Araki immediately put down the cardboard box in his hand and reached out to help.

The woman's bloodshot eyes, with a look of horror and inconceivable, turned around and ran into the dark corridor of the apartment as if avoiding a flood and beasts.

That speed, 9 seconds into 100 meters.

"Hey...Are you scared away by me again? At least let me know the name."

Seeing the other party's slender back as if being swallowed by the dim corridor, Sousuke Araki sighed.

Because of the tattoos and the nose of the plane, the number of girls who were scared away by him was almost broken.

Since the other party also lives in this apartment, he must explain it well next time we meet.

While thinking so, Sousuke Araki entered the corridor in frustration.

A door in front of him suddenly and slowly opened a crack...

In the crack of the door, a pale eyeball appeared extremely abrupt in the weak light.

That eyeball stared at Sousuke Araki so lifelessly.

As he got closer, Sousuke Araki saw that behind the crack of the door was a squat middle-aged man.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and nodded politely to the other party.

Does this uncle have a habit of peeping at new neighbors?

The other party didn't respond, just stared at him quietly.

"Hehe, have you met Miss Sawada?"

It wasn't until he walked through the door that he heard the uncle inside say something faintly.

"Oh! So her name is Zetian? What a rare beauty..."

Just when Sosuke Araki wanted to get more personal information of "Miss Sawada", the other party slammed the door shut.

"What a weirdo..."

Sousuke Araki muttered and returned to his room.

The family has four walls, and his "private collections" are still in school. Sosuke Araki just sent a message to his best friend to show off "there is a beautiful girl in the neighbor of the new apartment", and then took out the sheets in the closet and laid it down to sleep. down.

In the dark room, the door of the closet slid open gently, and a pale eyeball suddenly appeared in the crack of the door, staring quietly at Sousuke Araki, who was sleeping soundly.

The next day, Sousuke Araki woke up early.

No way, this kind of old-fashioned apartment, the sound insulation effect will not be very ideal.

Since the second half of last night, rustling footsteps have always been heard upstairs, as if many people were walking around.

The noise made him unable to sleep deeply.

Just as he folded the quilt and put it into the fireplace, and then moved the old low table back to its original position, a piece of paper fell from the inside of the table.

Sousuke Araki picked up the piece of paper curiously.

This is a slightly yellow rectangular rune paper on which incomprehensible red runes are drawn with cinnabar or the like.

"This is... a talisman?"

This kind of talisman is quite common in shrines.

Maybe it was placed by the landlord Tujili. After all, this room can also be regarded as a "psychologically defective item".

Throwing the talisman paper into the trash can, Sousuke Araki picked up his phone again to check if there were any text messages such as interview notices.

With a slip of his hand, his old-fashioned mobile phone fell under the low table.

Sousuke Araki had to arch his body and get under the low table to pick it up.

When he got the phone and was about to retreat, he subconsciously glanced up.

At this glance, Araki Sousuke's eyes were split.

"What a fool? That's not it!"

Sousuke Araki was so stumped that he turned over, and he naturally turned the low table upside down.

On the reverse side of the low table, layers of yellow talisman papers were plastered densely and densely!

There are probably hundreds of them.

An angry Sousuke Araki immediately picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of the real estate agency.

Japanese landlords generally do not have direct contact with tenants, and most of them are handed over to intermediary companies for communication.

"Mosimoxi, this is Hou Hailudou from the [Beware! Haunted House Identification] intermediary department..."

On the other end of the phone, a man with a frivolous tone picked up the phone casually.

Sousuke Araki immediately complained to the other party. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Then I vaguely heard words such as "Sister, there is a customer complaint", "Just perfunctory him".

"What? This is the peace talisman I asked for from Asakusa Shrine? Don't bully me for being less literate. I still know the words "Evil Spirit Removal" on it... and this number... has reached the level of a curse, okay? And The shower, and the noisy neighbor upstairs…”

After negotiating with the intermediary company, the other party only promised to send someone to repair the shower in the near future.

"Damn, why do you use the reason that no one lives upstairs to prevaricate me... Wait..."

Hanging up the phone, Sousuke Araki turned to look at the densely packed talisman paper at the bottom of the table, and swallowed hard.

As expected, the words "Asakusa Shrine" were printed on the corner of the talisman paper.

Suddenly, he jumped to the bottom of the table excitedly, carefully removed the talismans one by one, and collected them neatly into a stack.

Then, Sousuke Araki put his thumb in his mouth and licked it skillfully, counting the talisman paper "swipe" like counting money.

"There are two hundred and forty-three in total...hehe..."

After counting, he happily put the stack of saliva-stained talismans into his pocket, as if it were a stack of banknotes.

The Asakusa Shrine next to Sensoji Temple has been known as the "Three Shrines and Gods" since ancient times.

It is said that the various imperial and talisman papers in the shrine are very effective, and the supply is in short supply.

Prices start at 500 yen.

If this stack can be sold, it will be 120,000 yen.

Four months' rent.

Thinking of this, the dissatisfaction in his heart immediately vanished.

In the room, he sorted out the things in the cardboard box that he had brought in. Seeing that it was approaching the afternoon, Sousuke Araki rode his bike to the place where he was working.

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