I'm a pirate in Tokyo

Early the next morning, the sky was slightly brighter, and the sun barely shone slantly from below the horizon. The city turned from the dark yellow of midnight to the gray of dawn.

Wu Sheng rubbed his head and turned off the alarm clock that kept ringing on his cell phone.

I reluctantly sat up on the bed and stared at the dim wall in a daze. I don't know if those guys had a good meal last night, but they were all very excited. They had to play until 11 o'clock, and Wu Sheng started to chase people away.

When I got home, I muttered that he was a disappointment.

As a result, he didn't go to bed until after 12 o'clock after taking a shower. He got up at 5 o'clock to exercise, and only slept for less than 5 hours in total.

But he didn't fall back to sleep because of this. Whether it was martial arts training or fitness, you really couldn't stop for one day. If you stopped for one day, it would take a month's work. It was not about physical progress, but mental state.

You just have to keep that energy and keep walking, polishing yourself like a steel knife. Once your anger is exhausted, nothing will be left.

Wu Sheng was stunned for 5 minutes, and finally regained his composure. He got out of bed, opened the curtains, and looked at the sky with a white and reddish belly. He turned off the air conditioner and opened the window. The morning air was still relatively cool, which was a good time to get some ventilation.

After cleaning up, he started training again today. Unlike Dragon Girl who asked him to pay tribute to delicious food every day, Ma Chao asked him not to stop practicing martial arts.

In the final analysis, it is better to have a dominant will like Elig, who has no requirements and can just let others make his own decisions.

But since it is a contract and an agreement, Wu Sheng will naturally abide by it. He also had an in-depth chat with Bucky last night and already knows that when a contract is not abided by, the will may rebel. Bucky is a typical example.

Two hours later, it was daybreak, and the early morning sunlight shone into the room from the balcony, giving the entire room a holy light. After taking a shower, he wiped his hair with a towel, and opened the refrigerator refreshed.

I just remembered that those bastards emptied his refrigerator again last night.

His stomach was growling, and Wu Sheng exhaled helplessly: "It seems that we have to go out and solve it today."

He didn't waste any time, simply put on his sports clothes and went out downstairs, heading to the coffee shop from yesterday.

With a "ding" sound, Wu Sheng opened the door and was startled, because everything in the store seemed to be repeated yesterday. It was still the female barista making hand-made brews, and the same old man sitting at the bar yesterday.

"Welcome!" Rie Fukami greeted quickly when she heard the bell on the sliding door.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Wu Sheng walking in. He quickly found the same seat as yesterday and sat down. She immediately smiled. This boy was a big customer. Although he ordered less coffee, he ordered more sandwiches. Her house was all high-quality products.

Coffee is not as profitable as sandwiches!

Wu Sheng smiled and nodded to her, raised his hand and ordered two bacon, beef and cheese sandwiches and a glass of iced Americano.

This kind of sandwich is different from the ordinary dry sandwiches that everyone eats. The beef is usually beaten into patties, and then fried together with bacon, and then the cheese is wrapped in bread and fried back and forth until golden brown, and then sandwiched

Some tomatoes or seasonal vegetables.

Not strictly speaking, apart from the fact that the bun is a square bun, it is actually a small hamburger, but without pickles or sauce.

The only place where you can eat freshly made food like this in the morning is at your own home, Wu Sheng sighed.

The sandwiches cut into small portions were piled high on the plate. They were steaming, and the aroma of cheese and bacon mixed together and hit your nostrils.

He picked up a piece and bit off half of it in one bite. The bacon was fried to a fragrant aroma. Although the meatloaf was a little dry, all the water in the gravy was not lost.

With tomatoes, lettuce and fragrant cheese, after chewing a few times, it no longer feels dry.

80 points! This is an advanced level that can be achieved by relying solely on craftsmanship and not on ingredients.

Being able to eat this kind of food in the morning after two hours of strenuous exercise is simply more comfortable than going out to eat barbecue at night when you are so hungry.

"It's delicious!" Wu Sheng boasted loudly to Fukami Rie who was packing the kitchen utensils. He didn't want to find fault with the beef and insisted that the beef was bad. After all, if the meat was really good, it wouldn't be at this price. He kept grabbing the meat on the plate.

Eat the sandwich in big mouthfuls.

"As long as the customer is satisfied." Rie Fukami thanked her with a smile.

The smell of cheese and meat in the morning was really appetizing. The uncle sitting next to him couldn't help but swallowed when he saw Wu Sheng eating so deliciously. He said to Rie Fukami: "Miss Fukami, give me a portion too. This young man eats it."

It tastes so delicious that it brings out the greed in me."

"Haha." Rie Fukami also saw Wu Sheng smiling: "Mr. Maruyama, haven't you been recently..."

"It's okay to have some breakfast. I'm just trying to stop eating dinner now. By the way, give me another glass of ice water." The uncle said. He was drinking hand-made hot coffee and eating it with cheese and meat didn't taste right.

"OK."

Seeing that he also ordered this, Wu Sheng turned his head and nodded politely with a smile. There was food in his mouth and he couldn't speak.

However, he didn't speak, but the uncle was quite curious about him. He had been drinking coffee here for almost half a year. From the time he opened the shop to now, it has basically become a part of his daily life, but it has not been so early in this long time.

I saw high school students in the store.

He is a mystery writer. Although he is not well-known, he has written a few popular mystery novels. Generally speaking, he has a successful career and has no worries about food and clothing. As a novelist, observing everyone makes him curious. He has become

His instinct:

This young man's hair was a little wet both times he came here, and he also smelled of shower gel. He must have come back after taking a shower. He must live very close to here.

He has a long breath, bright eyes, and eats a lot. There are some obvious white calluses on his palms and strong angular wrist muscles. He should exercise every morning. I don't know whether it is a club activity or a self-fitness.

He is young, probably still a high school student, not a student at a nearby university. He has only come down to eat in the past two days. It is possible that the elder at home who prepared breakfast for him is out for something.

And I remember that yesterday he packed it up and took it away, and specifically asked for jam sandwiches. There must be other people at home, and the family's financial situation must be very good, otherwise he wouldn't be so willing to eat it and pack so much...

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He looked at Wu Sheng from time to time while drinking coffee, but the content he inferred had already reached Siberia.

Although Wu Sheng didn't pay too much attention to an uncle looking at him from time to time, it didn't feel very good to be scanned up and down like this while eating. He drank the iced coffee in his hand in one gulp, turned around and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

What is it?"

When Maruyama saw him asking, he also realized that he was staring a little too much. His mouth moved a bit, but in the end he couldn't hold back from asking the question in his heart. Instead, he waved his hands and apologized to Wu Sheng: "No, no, it's a professional habit, so I'm bothering you, brother."

No, I’m really sorry.”

Seeing that the two of them were a little embarrassed, Fukami Rie on the side quickly helped Maruyama out and said: "Mr. Maruyama is a well-known mystery novelist. Maybe you have read his masterpiece "The Guest"."

Wu Sheng understood why the man was staring at him, and shook his head with a smile: "I see, but I don't usually read mystery novels, so I'm really sorry."

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. I was rude." Maruyama didn't care. He is not a great national writer. Does it mean that everyone has to have read his novels? It is normal if he has not.

Wu Sheng nodded and said nothing more. Instead, he ordered a few more sandwiches from Rie Fukami and took them away, eating them while waiting.

Speaking of which, now that Dragon Girl has such a big mouth, his food expenses for a day have already exceeded 10,000 yuan, and the comic fees alone seem to be a bit unable to support his expenses.

He began to hesitate again whether to quit his job at GM Tokyo.

Although Sauron gained a lot this time and his net worth exceeded ten million in an instant, another reality is that he was really lucky, and both gems came out with materials.

Luffy and Nami went in and came out, but they didn't find any odds and ends. One of them found a small mirror, the other a children's schoolbag, and they probably didn't even accept them if they were given to the Rayleigh family.

Not to mention Wu Sheng, he didn't make any money, but he was so good that he made money out of it.

When there is enough money, money is not a problem; when there is not enough, it is a big problem!

"Oh, when will I be able to release a single and become rich overnight? Why don't I use the money at all?" Wu Sheng was worried, and even thought about whether to sell a few songs.

Well, it's unlikely. If he has any reputation, he won't be willing to part with it if it's cheap. Why would anyone buy it if it's expensive?

He didn't have a particularly good solution for a while. He had a very good start when he came to this world. At least he didn't live in Adachi District or a small apartment that was only big enough for one person, and he didn't have a bare home.

The deposit is only tens of thousands, and I can't see how I can get rid of it next month.

With the Takeda couple's savings and estate insurance money, his normal expenses can last him three years.

Wu Sheng weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and roughly calculated the possible income after the release of the single volume of "Death King's Notes" in the future and his current savings: "For now, combat effectiveness is the most important thing, so GM Tokyo should resign first.

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After all, only when his combat effectiveness has improved can he help them better. Otherwise, if Linda does something bad one day and his combat effectiveness is not up to par, he will not be able to help, and it will be even more distressing.

"There is no need to use the deposit yet. Anyway, Zoro paid me back the money I spent to buy the knife last night. This money will be enough for me to survive for a while." Wu Sheng thought about it in his mind and made a financial expenditure plan for the next period of time.

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Since money is not an issue, the remaining problem is that GM Tokyo had just suspended operations due to an accident, and he ran to resign. The timing was a bit wrong.

"It's better to discuss this matter with Sanji. The most important thing is not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Here, Rie Fukami also prepared sandwiches and packed them for him.

He took the packed sandwich, paid for it, said hello to Maruyama, and went home.

As soon as Wu Shengcai went out, Rie Fukami looked at Maruyama complainingly: "Mr. Maruyama, please stop staring at other guests like this in the future. The night before yesterday, when you stared at a regular customer like this, they thought you had met a pervert!"

Maruyama scratched his head and was very embarrassed. He had already regarded this store as a canteen and a station, but he couldn't be disliked by the boss. He quickly apologized: "I'm really sorry. I've been running out of inspiration recently, and the editor is rushing me to push for manuscripts.

A little out of touch!"

"That can't be like this! If you do this, people will think you're a pervert!"

"Yes Yes Yes......"