five minutes later.

"Yeah, I'm really lucky today."

Sousuke Araki hummed a little song with a relaxed face, and came out of the alley with three boxes of figurines.

Deep in the alley, the three high school students who had just carried out the "forced buying behavior" were lying on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces.

Originally, he was asked to attack a strange boy like "Central Split Head", but he really couldn't do it.

In the end, these three guys made the first move, which actually allowed him to "eat black" with peace of mind.

He turned his head and saw that the boy with the middle split was still squatting in the corner with a straight face.

"Hey, haven't you left yet?"

Maybe it's because he has an aristocratic temperament, whether he was beaten before or curled up in a corner now, he gives people the awe-inspiring aura of a peerless swordsman who is defeated by others.

Even the street lamp beside him, which was bent and fell to the ground for unknown reasons, was still trying to shine, and under the same frame as him, it also turned into a philosophical performance art.

"Hmph, it turned out to be black eating black... Then I really want to thank you for helping me teach them a lesson."

The boy in the middle division glanced at the three boxes of figurines in Sosuke Araki's hand, and said indifferently.

"Hey...don't thank me..."

Sousuke Araki frowned slightly, looking on guard.

No matter how thankful you are, I won't give you back the hand.

"Wait, you guy, could it be that... you twisted your foot?"

Sousuke Araki squinted at the opponent's left ankle.

There, there was a big swelling.

"Don't worry about me, take the figurine and take it as a thank you for teaching those guys."

"Oh? Are you so willing? Don't you plan to try to get it back yourself?"

"It doesn't matter, that kind of thing is something I can buy anyway... This silicone custom-made large-size 'Empress out of the Bath' is produced by the original glasses factory, and the quality is completely different from those of the foundry. It falls on those who don't understand appreciation. In the hands of this guy, it's a total waste of money."

"Yo, you guy, you're quite knowledgeable, so I'll thank you, Bumin."

Saying so, Araki Sosuke proudly carried three boxes of figures and left.

In the quiet and empty alley, the boy with a split head glanced at his ankle and sighed softly.

"It's... boring."

"Boom boom boom..."

A roar of a motorcycle came, and before the boy had time to raise his head, he only felt that there was ice on his head.

A jar of iced DR.PEPPER was placed on his head.

Raised his head, parked on the motorcycle in front of him, and straddled Sousuke Araki, who was returning.

"Put a cold compress on your feet... I'll take you back, these three boxes of figures will be used as travel expenses..."

"You don't need to help me."

The mid-separated boy turned his head in annoyance.

"Why are you so awkward, they all say that you paid the toll... If you hesitate again, when the three guys in the alley wake up, they will trouble you again."

Hearing Sousuke Araki say this, the boy hesitated and stepped into the back seat of his motorcycle.

The locomotive immediately ejected like a bullet.

"You guy, are you serious about the counterattack of that punch just now?"

Driving on the road, Sousuke Araki asked in confusion.

He has been in the welfare home since he was a child. If someone wants to rob him, no matter how many people and how strong the other party is, he will be like a ruthless wolf cub who will protect him with his life.

"Even if I say that I have tried my best, you won't believe it... Besides, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it. It's just three figures. There's no need to waste your efforts. Anyway... I'm used to it."

The boy with the split head still said indifferently, he pulled away DR.PEPPER, which had been frozen at his ankle, and raised his head to drink it.

"This pull ring is for you..."

He handed the Griphook in his hand to Sosuke Araki.

"What are you doing for me, don't you take out the trash... Wait, 10,000 yen?! Did you step on the shit, you bastard!"

Sosuke Araki, who was riding a bike originally, looked at Griphook and was almost scared of a car accident.

On the tab in his hand, "10,000 yen in cash" was printed impressively.

This is the legendary "first prize" that Sousuke Araki, who has been drinking Dr. Pepper for a few years, has only heard of and never seen, and has a very low probability of winning.

"This kind of thing that can be won at random... Are you so happy?"

"Central split" turned his face awkwardly.

Putting Griphook's precious treasure in his pocket, Sousuke Araki glanced at the other party's indifferent expression from the rearview mirror, and asked curiously, "You guy, you feel really sad, you don't even smile when you win the lottery. By the way, what's your name?"

"Takukai, Fujiwara Takumi."

"What? Your family runs a tofu shop, and you happen to have a white AE86 for grocery shopping, right? In fact, a racing engine was secretly modified in the car, and then your father put a glass of water in the car every morning to let you cross the road. Harunayama is going to deliver?"

"Sorry, what are you talking about?"

The boy named "Fujiwara Takumi" was dumbfounded when he asked.

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Shibuya Ward, Yoyogi 3-chome.

Sousuke Araki supported Takumi Fujiwara and walked into a high-end apartment near the north side of Yoyogi Park.

"Wow, Takukai, your family is quite big. Do you live alone? You can actually overlook Yoyogi Park here? Is there Meiji Shrine over there?"

Looking out from the luxuriously decorated two-bedroom apartment on the thirteenth floor where Fujiwara Takukai lived, the entire vast Yoyogi Park is unobstructed, and it can be said to be a wonderful and refreshing view.

Comparing Room 102 of the Kuramae apartment where Araki Sosuke lives, it is the difference between the palace and the slum.

Fujiwara Takumi laboriously took out an ice cube from the refrigerator, sat on the sofa and applied a cold compress to his ankle.

"Even if you are older than me, please don't call anyone else's name casually... By the way, I'm already home, you can leave with a figure..."

He said angrily to the bad-haired boy who looked like a country bumpkin in the living room.

"Oh oh oh oh!!! What is this, so many good things, did I stumble into the golden treasury of the king..."

Araki Sosuke disappeared without knowing when.

Immediately, a ghostly exclamation came from his study.

"Hey, don't touch other people's things..."

Fujiwara Takumi immediately followed up with one foot.

"Yo **** ho... Is this the legendary diamond-encrusted version of Onijiro's figure that is limited to the world? It is said to be worth 10 million yen..."

The large study room is more like an exhibition room, with a variety of exquisite figures in acrylic boxes.

"This...is it the legendary 24K pure gold version of the 'RX-78-2GUNDAMFeaturingROBOT Spirit' Gundam figure? And this...isn't this the world's limited edition of 100 Ace Ghost World? Is this row here? You unpacked the box... you actually collected all the prizes from the "King of Ghosts"?"

Araki Sousuke gushed out his tongue like a rapper~lightnovelpub.net~ I can't see that you understand this guy well, obviously you look like an old underworld... Hey, don't get too close, drool It's all sprayed on..."

Seeing Sousuke Araki constantly stroking his collection with both hands, he almost licked it with his tongue, and black lines stood up on Fujiwara Takumi's cold expression.

"PS4+VR, WII, XBOX, 3DS... There is actually a switch that has become a financial product, do you guys open a game arcade? And what is the situation of the game cards on this wall, according to customs clearance and The archive progress is classified and labeled? Are you the second generation of rich who broke the dimensional wall in the legend?"

"No... these are all..."

Fujiwara Takumi hesitated.

Although his family is not bad, if the man in front of him who is full of crime knows that he bought these with the money he won the lottery, will he be kidnapped?

Soon, Sousuke Araki crouched on the other wall again, looking at the bookshelves full of physical game cassettes and admiring.

"Ehhh, isn't this 'Gui Erda, Don't Save the Princess, Legend: Breath of Hell', I've been wanting to try it for a long time, it is said that finding the little ghost hidden in the corner will give you golden poo?"

"Don't just turn on other people's game consoles at other people's homes and start playing!!!"

Fujiwara Takukai's cold expression collapsed, and there was only his powerless roar in the room.

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