Behind the Scenes: From Pirates to Tokyo

Chapter 59 Anyway, I am tomorrow
After being stunned by the accident at first, Muroki Heihachiro immediately understood what the girl in front of him was talking about.

Yen helps communication.

This is common in Tokyo—at least Muroki had heard from high school in Kansai how open Tokyo girls were.

You give me yen, and I will talk with you, isn't this kind of thing a good deal?
Uncle's life, father's life, we are all modern people, it is really normal for each to get what he needs.

But what I heard is what I heard. In the past few years working in Beijing, Muroki Heirahachiro has only heard of it but never seen it. When he was the closest, he only heard about it from his colleagues around him, but it was only limited to hearing about it.

Muroki Heihachiro wished he could split a yen into two petals to spend, how could he spend money to find a girl who was working for his uncle.

And it's not just an economic issue.

I put myself in the shoes and thought for a while that I have a daughter and a younger sister, and I would like her to help her in socializing... Muraki Heihachiro couldn't accept it emotionally and intellectually.

Looking at Muraki Heihachiro's stunned and silent face, the girl became anxious again, and whispered: "Ten thousand yen is enough..."

"No, five thousand yen will do..."

"And it's my first time..."

The words she uttered three times made Muraki Heihachiro's head buzzing.

But at the same time, there were also words that caught Muroki Heihachiro's attention on the other side.

"Hello, has anyone seen the person in the photo near here?"

Two patrolmen in police uniforms stopped a passerby on the side of the street.

The two held the photo in their hands, but because their backs were facing each other, Muraki Heihachiro couldn't see who was in the front photo.

Are they looking for themselves?Muroki Heihachiro guessed it was unlikely, no matter what, the government would not look for him with great fanfare even though he knew he was an extraordinary person, would he?

But for the sake of caution, or because he has not adjusted his mentality after killing so many people, Muroki Heihachiro subconsciously avoided the direction of the police. Covering with his hands, he walked towards the love hotel on the side.

Here in Shinjuku, Shibuya, love hotels, bubble bath shops and so on are really common, like some kind of iconic surface, and there may be such stores in the whole alley at a glance.

Although everyone living in Tokyo has such high desires, but the birth rate is so low, it is estimated that the ministers related to population and childbirth would like to prick the condoms in the love hotel with needles, even if it will cause the child to be born. I don't know who the father is, but at least there is no shortage of labor.

"Huh?" The rustic girl was a little panicked when she was caught off guard by Muroki Heihachiro.

However, as if she had made up her mind again, she gritted her teeth and followed Muraki Heihachiro into the room.

I have already made up my mind, how can I panic at this time.

Unlike hotels in China, Japanese love hotels do not require ID registration. After all, there is no ID card in Japan.

And in order to prevent guests from being embarrassed or other embarrassing things, check-in in love hotels, etc. are all self-service.

Guests only need to check which "theme room" is good on the wall wall beside the entrance, and they can check in directly through the self-service machine.

This omits the contact between people, and it is also convenient for the hotel to escape responsibility. For example, if a guest has a relationship with a woman who pays, the hotel can completely say that we are a self-service hotel and have no idea that such a thing will happen.

The two police officers who were questioning passers-by also saw the high school girl who was pulled into the love hotel.

"Tsk tsk, you really don't have old hearts."

"I think you are envious, and you also want to find a girl who can pick up the job?"

"What are you talking about, go to Yuzuke to socialize, don't you want this layer of police skin on me?"

"Then you mean if it wasn't for the police, it would have been done?"

"Hey, maybe then."

Entourage, or something more chaotic than that, was so common in the Tokyo metropolis that the two policemen didn't take it seriously.

It is the job of the parents and the school teachers to manage the affairs of the assistants. Taking a step back, it is also the job of the politicians. It is enough trouble for the police to deal with the matter at hand-"Don't look at it Hurry up and catch this bastard who dared to steal American bicycles."

At the window on the second floor of the love hotel, Muraki Heihachiro quietly observed the two policemen through the cracks in the curtains.

After seeing the two policemen walk away, he lowered the curtains and let out a long sigh of relief.

The crisis is temporarily lifted.

"I'm sorry, just because I saw an acquaintance I didn't want to see, I rashly pulled you in. It's okay now, you can..." Muraki Heihachiro scratched his head and turned around, but he turned half a circle, saying After a while, he couldn't say anything.

"Instigate."

The girl was taking off her sailor suit, revealing her bruised upper body wearing only a bra.

She looked at Muraki Heihachiro with her big and pitiful eyes.

Muraki Heihachiro, who was looking at him, took a step back and leaned against the window sill, almost turning over and falling out of the window.

When did he experience such a scene, even when he was with Suzi, he was dominated by the experienced Suzi.

"No, no, put on your clothes, put on your clothes quickly."

"Crack!"

Muroki Heihachiro was really excited, and the excited thunder fruit unknowingly mobilized his power, and the light pipes in the room crackled and flickered.

"Snapped!"

The light bulb in the room finally couldn't bear the power of the thunder fruit, and directly short-circuited with a snap.

But there are still colorful neon lights shining in from outside the window, the pink lights of the love hotel downstairs, the slight drunkenness of the bubble bath shop across the street, and the moonlight in the sky. The atmosphere inside is somewhat ambiguous.

Following this slight darkness, Muroki Heihachiro was able to calm down the excitement in his heart, he took a deep breath and said to the girl in front of him: "Well, you can sit by the bed first, okay?"

"……Um."

The girl in the dark nodded lightly, and groped to sit by the bed.

The bed in the love hotel is astonishingly soft, and there are strings of bracelets and anklets hanging directly above the bed—this can be regarded as a big gift package for newcomers prepared for rope craftsmen.

Muraki Heihachiro also sat by the bed, he tightened his suit a little nervously: "Get to know each other, my name is Muraki Heirahachiro, how about you?"

"Black-tailed Ningyue."

"Ning Yue, it sounds like a name that boys and girls of your age would use."

"Ah."

"..."

"........."

After a brief exchange of names, the atmosphere between the two fell silent again.

As an adult, Muroki Heihachiro felt obliged to be the first to break the silence.

But before he could speak, the girl sitting next to him spoke first.

"Actually, you don't need money..."

"Anyway, I'm going to be raped tomorrow."

After she said this, she raised her head slightly and looked at Muraki Heihachiro.

(End of this chapter)