I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

If you go directly to arrest someone, you may be seen by a passing patrol, which will inevitably cause another trouble.

"It seems that the people behind are here to find you."

"No! I don't know them at all."

Arakawa Kotoyuki held Wuma Xingjin's sleeve, her knuckles turning white.

"My mother told me that if someone is looking for me, I should not believe anyone and run as far as I can."

Wuma Xingjin glanced at the men behind him who almost had the word "jidao" written on their faces.

The leader was wearing a black suit, black leather shoes, and beads on his hands. He had fierce eyes and a scar on his head.

Well, it looks like one meal can feed three good people.

Seeing Wuma Xingjin's gaze, the scarred man raised his hand and made a gesture at his neck.

"Ugh"

Regarding the threat from the scarred man, Wuma Xingjin sighed.

It seems that he can't get rid of her, but he can't keep going like this. Who knows if they will follow his whereabouts and find him at the door of his house. In this case, the daily life that he feels comfortable with may really be gone forever.

The umbrella is not big, and only the wind seems to be able to pass through the distance between the two.

Arakawa Kotoyuki's shoulders were shaking slightly, but her face was pretending to be calm.

The smell of the girl's body is very good, mixed with the fragrance of moist earth after the rain, which makes people feel inexplicably relaxed... It's strange.

The second half is completely delusional.

This is a city center with countless cars passing through, with only car exhaust that aggravates the greenhouse effect, dirt and leeks... green grass.

Pressed hard into the ground by the concrete made by this city, they cannot breathe together with the pedestrians on the bustling streets.

"Your feet?"

"what!"

Arakawa Kotoyuki seemed to have noticed something, her face was a little red.

Since the girl only had one round-toed shoe left, walking was too troublesome, so she simply took off the remaining shoe and was carrying it with her hands.

My soaked feet stepped on the stone pavement, and my two calves wrapped in mid-calf socks were stained with mud, as if I had used an ink-dropping brush to throw onto the fine snow-white rice paper.

Because of shyness, he was subconsciously curling his toes.

For some reason, the mimosa he saw on "Man and Nature" appeared in Wu Ma Xingjin's mind.

Wait, why not a Venus flytrap?

When a fly falls into the sweet trap, the tightening action of Venus flytrap and mimosa is the same, right?

But using a Venus flytrap to describe a beautiful girl’s feet is just... too exciting, isn’t it?

Perhaps because she couldn't stand the strange sights around her, the girl held on to her skirt with both hands, showing a troubled expression:

"If you can, please buy me a pair of shoes."

"Let's not ask about the boy who met for the first time asking to buy something."

"Do you think the store owner will let us in when he sees the people following us?"

"What should I do?"

"Can I call the police?"

Yes, if you encounter a problem and go to the police, the trouble can be solved in most cases.

"It's useless."

Seeing the confusion in Wuma Xingjin's eyes, Arakawa Kotoyuki took a deep breath, as if to announce something:

"Do you know the Arakawa Group?"

"I don't know, but if you want to talk about the Arasaka Building in Night City, I know it."

"Arasaka Building?"

"I used iron gall gauze inside to hammer Adam Hammer three times, turning him into Hammer-chan."

Arakawa Kotoyuki looked puzzled, what's going on?How could anyone not know about the Arakawa Group? Did he come from the countryside?

She felt the need to explain to this young man who was speaking incomprehensible words.

"The Arakawa Group controls many of Japan's traditional heavy industries. It is the leader in shipbuilding, automobile chassis, and the aviation industry. It is also responsible for providing some equipment to the Self-Defense Forces."

"It feels more and more like Arasaka." Wuma Xingjin touched his chin as if to confirm something.

"Miss Arakawa's last name is the same as that of the Arakawa Group, so there must be some connection, right? For example, the beautiful girl in embarrassment turned out to be Miss Arakawa."

"Yes, my father is the president of the Arakawa Group."

This is somewhat similar to "My Mayor Dad".

Speaking of this, the beautiful girl couldn't help but raise her head slightly, like a proud swan lady.

"Then Miss Arakawa does not need to call the police. Where is your bodyguard?"

"According to my experience in reading romance novels, a young lady usually has several hidden bodyguards around her to protect her safety."

Arakawa Kotoyuki ignored Wu Ma Xingjin's strange experience, bit her pink lower lip, and looked depressed:

"I don't know what happened. All the servants in the house left yesterday, including the bodyguards you mentioned."

"My mother told me in the morning that I should protect myself, and then we lost contact."

She felt that she had never been as worried in her life as she was today, but feeling sorry for herself could not solve the problem.

"I called the police immediately after my mother disappeared, but it was not the police who came, but the people behind me. I originally wanted to ask the neighbors for help, but they said they did not want to have anything to do with the Xiaoping Group."

"They climbed into the yard and I got scared and ran away."

It seems that the Jida has come to visit.

Just think about it with a despicable frog's urine, and you will know what will happen to a beautiful girl in her prime of life who is kidnapped by the Yakuza.

Enough to film twelve episodes of Li.

"Looks like trouble."

"It's rude to say that, though."

As if she was brewing emotions, the tangle and humiliation on Arakawa Kotoyuki's face turned into a sincere expression. She leaned slightly and asked Wuma Xingjin:

"Please help me."

The matter was urgent, and she had to seek help from the handsome young man in front of her, even if she had to sacrifice the dignity of the Arakawa family.

After her identity changed overnight, no matter how naive she was, she had to learn to assess the situation.

Even if Arakawa Kotoyuki was so depressed that she lost her shoes, she could not hide her well-educated attitude.

If it were someone else who was requested by the noble lady in a flattering tone, looking at her with eyes like amber gems.

I'm afraid her blood will immediately surge up, and she will rush to protect her with a roar like an anime hero.

But reality is not anime.

It's likely that the Yakuza will give him a free one-way ticket on the Tokyo Bay speedboat.

The one that comes with a sack and lead weight can be said to be quite considerate.

"But I refuse."

"Thank you...ah?"

The eldest lady has never been rejected before, but tonight she was rejected twice in a row in front of this guy named Wuma Xingjin.

Twice, twice.

A sense of grievance was stuck in his chest, and a faint mist appeared in his beautiful eyes.

Even she had somewhat guessed that something might have happened to her group, and she didn't have the power to do as she once did.

For the first time, Arakawa Kotoyuki experienced what it means to feel powerless.

"Ms. Arakawa, I don't see your sincerity."

Sincerity?What sincerity?

Could it be that his previous best friend said that exposing your breasts when asking others is the most sincere thing?

Wuma Xingjin looked like a serious person, but this was what he was thinking about.

He helped me really for my health.

No, this is the only thing that is not allowed!

But if it's someone as handsome as Wuma Jun...

Looking at the eldest lady who was clearly in a state of delusion, Wuma Xingjin’s poker face had the word doubt written on it:

"I mean pay, Miss Arakawa, what are you thinking about?"

Reward, as expected...

"If Ms. Arakawa can pay my rent for the next six months, I will definitely do it."

Wu Ma Xingjin, who was juggling part-time work and study, wanted to relax for himself. If it could make him live more comfortably in Tokyo, where land is scarce, then Arakawa Kotoyuki would be a big help.

"Wha, what?"

"It's not just the rent. If it's just at this level, I can even help you buy the house."

Arakawa Kotoyuki breathed a sigh of relief, with a "no more than that" expression on her pretty face.

He took out a bank card from his bag that looked like it was customized, but was actually customized and shook it.

Arakawa Kotoyuki is full of confidence.

Chapter 3 As long as we can get there!

Wuma Xingjin is like a cat that pretends to be reserved.

When facing the funny cat stick, even though his body and expression were calm, his eyes seemed to have directional tracking turned on, following the bank card in Arakawa Kotoyuki's hand.