Tokyo is full of villains? Sorry, I specialize in dealing with villains

Japanese taxis are notoriously expensive, and the only difference between this and outright robbery is that -

The service is pretty good. It's not as rude and discourteous as robbing you directly, and you don't have to worry about your life being in danger.

If you get robbed accidentally, you can comfort yourself in your heart and feel that you have experienced a different life.

The rich can be willful and not afraid of being robbed, just treat it as an experience of life.

Dongchuan Che, who is short of money, can't do it.

Just now, before blackmailing... no, to be more precise, before demanding mental damages from his boss, Kujo Himeko, the evil woman in black stockings, in the office, Toru Fuyukawa was still worrying about where to have dinner tonight.

Therefore, even if he had tens of thousands of dollars, he would not dare to be so extravagant.

I can only squeeze into the tram with other office workers.

Soon, a cool breeze blew across my cheeks, and the tram arrived at the station and slowly stopped beside the platform.

Toru Fuyukawa stood up from the waiting bench, followed the crowd, and squeezed into the crowded tram like sardines.

Although it is crowded, it is not as crowded as most people imagine.

It was already past seven in the evening, not rush hour. No matter how many people there were in Tokyo, the flow of people was not so high that it was crowded all the time.

Thanks to this, Dongchuan Che, who squeezed into the car, was lucky enough to find a window seat on the tram.

Speaking of which, the tram is really a very famous place...

Many of the works that everyone loves to watch revolve around crowded tram scenes.

Unfortunately, most of these contents are fabricated. After actual experience, Dongchuan Che found that the real situation was not like this——

The ability to stop time or induce hypnosis did not appear, and there were no glamorous and innocent female JKs or workplace OLs who were forced to stick closely to their bodies because there were too many people on the train.

Fantasy is just fantasy after all.

Just like the Japanese rural high school series, it has nothing to do with reality.

Thinking about these things in my mind.

The tram started quickly.

The car body was shaking as it moved forward.

Outside the car window, the white Oshima cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

……

After walking out of the station, Fuyukawa Che walked along the Dusk River Shopping Street for about ten minutes according to his fused memory, then suddenly turned into an alley at the corner and entered a residential area.

Given my original financial situation, I naturally cannot afford to rent a house with convenient transportation and a good location.

Therefore, after turning into the alley, Dongchuan Che walked along the narrow alley for a while before finally arriving at the downstairs of the apartment where he rented.

Looking up, what caught my eye was a dilapidated four-story apartment building that had been built a long time ago and looked shabby.

As if to cope with the plum rains, the roof of the apartment is designed to be sloping and covered with dark gray tiles.

But because of its age, from a distance, you can even vaguely see some things like moss and grass on the tiles, which clearly look like they have been in disrepair for a long time.

Looking down, the dilapidated exterior walls of the apartment still bore traces of rainwater, some places were even damaged, and the paint swayed in the wind, looking like it would fall off at any moment.

"Is this place really habitable?"

Dongchuan Che shook his head and sighed inwardly.

This living environment is worse than I imagined.

His memories were not completely integrated, so for many things, he only had a general impression in his mind and did not remember them very clearly.

Therefore, even though I had prepared myself mentally before coming here, I still couldn't help but be a little surprised after the actual visit.

I wonder if the apartments awarded by the system will be any better...

Unfortunately, it’s late today, and I’ve just arrived and I’m unfamiliar with the place, so it’s not convenient for me to run around. I can only wait until tomorrow when I have time to check it.

Fortunately, he had cleverly told that woman, Kujo Himeko, in advance that she would not be going to work tomorrow, so he had plenty of time.

He doesn't care what means that woman, Kujo Himeko, uses to cover up the fact that he will be absent from work tomorrow. Anyway, he will not go tomorrow.

With the evidence in hand, Dongchuan Che was not worried at all.

He believes that—

That bad woman, Kujo Himeko, will handle this matter properly.

The reason why Kujo Himeko behaved so badly in front of him before was simply because she was too frightened at the time, which was inconsistent with her true ability and character.

How could Himeko Kujo become a class president at the age of 30 without any foundation in Japan's workplace, where gender discrimination is rampant, without any real skills of her own?

The famous Director Hao Cheng has been a social animal for so many years, but in the end, he is just a director? In the end, he only succeeded by threatening his female boss Jin Meiting...

Ahem, we've strayed off topic...

In short, in the Japanese and Korean workplaces where seniority is a strong ethos, anyone who can become a class leader at a young age is no ordinary person.

Not to mention a female queen like Kujo Himeko.

……

I was carrying bags of things I had bought at a roadside convenience store when I passed by the Twilight River Shopping Street just now - actually just instant noodles, milk, bread, sausages and other fast food.

Dongchuan Che pushed the door of the first floor of the dilapidated apartment and walked upstairs.

"Squeak-"

As Dongchuan Che pushed the door, the hinges made a harsh creaking sound like the stuttering of an old record, which was very characteristic of the last century.

Fortunately, the tenants living here should have become accustomed to this kind of sound, so Dongchuan Che does not have to worry about being scolded for disturbing others.

The voice-controlled lights in the corridor flickered due to poor contact, but Dongchuan Che didn't care about these details.

He took a step forward and went upstairs.

He lived on the third floor with a relatively good view, but such an old apartment naturally did not have such a high-end configuration as an elevator, so he could only go up the stairs.

Fortunately, the 20-year-old body, although slightly malnourished, was not troubled by the small stairs.

Even if there is no elevator, living on the third floor will not be inconvenient. On the contrary, you can exercise.

Dongchuan Che walked hurriedly.

Soon they came to the third floor carrying large and small bags of things.

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

It gets dark earlier in spring, and the sunset has already completely sunk below the horizon.

The poorly lit apartment was dim and almost dark.

We can only rely on the old voice-controlled lights in the corridor to flicker and provide assistance.

Honestly, it's pretty scary.

It always feels like it could be haunted at any moment.

Dongchuan Che had just thought so when he arrived at his door, and then... it really became haunted -

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the darkness at the end of the corridor, and rushed towards his current direction at an extremely fast speed.

"What is this?"

The incident happened suddenly, and before Dongchuan Che could react, the black shadow had already flashed in front of him.

"You're finally back! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? Damn trash!"

"Why are you back so late today?"

The black shadow stopped in front of Dongchuan Che and said so.

Her voice is very pleasant, and she can be said to be a perfect female lead in an anime.

Especially the word "small fry", which instantly awakened many memories in Dongchuan Che's mind and reminded him of a character in a game produced by Yuzu Society.

"It would be really nice to be called trash and rubbish by a voice like that."

As this thought subconsciously popped up in his mind, Dongchuan Che suddenly felt angry.

——Because, at this time and in this place, who else could it be except the little female JK Saotome Sagiri who always bullied him in his memory?

“Hehehe…”

'It's definitely haunted.'

"It's just a little female ghost that's causing trouble."

Dongchuan Che sneered in his heart.

As a fun way to chat with your girlfriend or play certain games, it feels great to be called "trash", "scum", "garbage", "die" and other exciting words used by criminals.

It also feels good to be stared at by someone with cold eyes as if they were looking at garbage.

But, but, the premise of all of this is limited to the two special cases mentioned above.

If it really comes to reality, any normal person would be instantly furious if someone calls him a small fry or trash in front of him, and would immediately lose his temper.

Of course, Dongchuan Che is also a normal person.

Therefore, he was very angry.

What's more, he and the little female devil Saotome Sagiri have some new and old grudges.

Based on the above elements, being scolded at this time was like adding fuel to the fire and making him even more angry.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, can't you hear me, you stinky bastard?"

Seeing Toru Fuyukawa staring at her with an unhappy expression, Saotome Sagiri cursed him rudely.

She stood on tiptoe and reached out her hand, wanting to make physical contact with Dongchuan Che.

It seems like you want to grab his collar?

Hard.

The fist is hard.

"Snapped--"

Dongchuan Che put the things in his hand on the floor.

He angrily waved away the hand extended by the female JK Saotome Sagiri.

Then, without saying a word, he put his hand in his trouser pocket, took out the key and prepared to open the door.

He was not planning to let Saotome Sagiri, the little female JK, go.

Instead, he wanted to pack up the things he had just bought before going out to settle the score with Saotome Sagiri, the little female JK.

Otherwise, I'll be too tied up to let go later...

"hiss--"

Dongchuan Che used a lot of strength.

Saotome Sagiri, who was slapped hard by him, gasped in pain, and the extremely delicate skin on her hand turned red in an instant.

"How dare you hit me?"

"Is this guy crazy today?"

"Or is it because I treated him kindly yesterday that he's starting to push his luck a little too far today?"

"No, this won't work."

"We must teach this stinking bastard a lesson and dampen his arrogance. Otherwise, it will be difficult to exploit him in the future."

"I have to squeeze all my pocket money from this stinky bastard. The little bit my mom gives me isn't even enough for food..."

Thinking of the consequences of losing her source of pocket money, Saotome Sagiri instantly became furious, even angrier than the victim, Toru Fuyukawa.

"Hey,"

She stared at the bags that Dong Chuanche had placed on the ground and said angrily,

"Didn't you say you had no money?"

"Then where do you get the money to buy these things?"

"As I recall, your salary for this month won't be paid until the day after tomorrow, right?"