I'm really unnerved in Tokyo

Chapter 24 The Dominated Terror

"Where...how can I do such a despicable thing like you."

Mochizuki Ayano, whose mind was pierced by others, stammered a little.

Then, what surprised her was... Araki Sousuke actually took out a small green card, swiped it on the machine, and continued to clip it.

"Can it be... like this? Why didn't I think of it!"

The small card that Sousuke Araki took out is one for everyone in Tokyo.

That is SUICA, nicknamed "Suica".

The Suica card was originally a stored-value card used for transportation such as trams, buses, subways, and Shinkansen.

However, with the expansion of payment channels, at present, most convenience stores, vending machines, or large chain stores like Ji'an's Palace can use the amount in it for consumption.

But what Mochizuki Ayano, who claims to have "produced in the game hall for many years", did not expect is that the watermelon card can be swiped on the nearest claw machine?

This guy...is really not a simple character.

Now that the other party has no worries about change, Mochizuki Ayano will naturally not waste her spiritual power to activate the pupil technique to affect the other party's operation.

After all, it only costs [-] yen to clip once, and you can buy four and get one free.

The burden caused by the pupil technique cannot be replenished so cheaply.

Soon, she watched Sousuke Araki take away the box of evil figures.

"How about it, this is me, the big brother. I worked in the game hall for two months, and my skills were honed at night when no one was around!"

Immersed in the cheerful congratulatory music in the game hall, Araki Sousuke did not forget to show off to the "audience girls" who were watching.

"Hmph, childish things like pinching dolls are only played by children... Do you dare to compare with me?
"Others? How do you compare?"

Araki Sousuke asked curiously.

"The machine in this hall is up to you to choose. However, if you lose, hand over the box of figures."

Mochizuki Ayano gritted her teeth provocatively.

"Oh, how long has it been since no one dared to challenge me in the game hall? There is still some time, it is not impossible to play with you... But, if you lose, you have to do one thing as I asked... "

Hearing the other party's challenge, Sousuke Araki, who already had three boxes of figures in his hand, smiled evilly.

"Do one thing?" Seeing the other party's lustful smile, Mochizuki Ayano subconsciously put her hands on her chest.

"Are you afraid? Don't think wrongly, I'm not interested in a yellow-haired girl like you who has an A minus."

"Who... who is A minus... I am... don't cry when you lose!"

Mochizuki Ayano was inexplicably hit by a "weak point attack", and her cheeks swelled like porpoises.

Today, let you feel the horror of being dominated by the head of the ninth section directly appointed by the Metropolitan Police Department, a genius girl with an IQ of 180 and a 10-dan karate who has dominated the SEGA game hall for nearly [-] years.

She added silently in her heart.

……

Next to the fighting game console called "Fist of Demon Slayer".

Mochizuki Ayano and Araki Sousuke sat on both sides of the machine back to back, and put in coins with serious expressions.

"Hmph, if you choose this game, just wait and cry. This lady is the winner of the "Fist of Ghost Slayer" online competition for three consecutive weeks..."

Entering the character selection interface, Mochizuki Ayano chose her best and favorite character, the "ghost girl-Douzijiang" who is possessed by ghosts but fights for humans.

On the other hand, Sousuke Araki chose the "ghost fighter-pig-headed man" who is known as the weakest character in the game.

"Pig-headed man? You really dare to choose, wait to be defeated by this lady without injury..."

10 minute later.

"How...how is it possible...my bean paste..."

Mochizuki Ayano looked at the screen in disbelief.

On the screen of the game console, "Ghost Girl-Douzijiang" lay down on the ground screaming, while the "pig-headed man" beside him was doing handstands funny.

"Yawn...so boring, so elementary school students are still too weak..."

Sousuke Araki, who was opposite, lit a cigarette in disregard of the game hall's "no smoking indoors" regulations.

"It's just that you are lucky. You chose the game I am least good at. Let's compare with another game."

……

Named "Blood Haunted House", it is a shooting machine that supports up to four players playing at the same time.

Holding a gun with one hand, the girl calmly and accurately shot the ghosts on the screen one by one to pass the level, and the words "NEW RECORD" appeared on the screen.

"Hey, it's a pity, I'm afraid no one can surpass this highest record."

Mochizuki Ayano smiled slightly exaggeratedly.

Hmph, stupid guy, I never thought that as long as this lady has seen things with her left eye, she will never forget them.

She can even remember exactly which ghost will come out from which corner in a few seconds.

Then, the old god Araki Sousuke walked up to the ground with a cigarette in his mouth, and dropped coins for four people at a time...

15 minute later.

Sousuke Araki handsomely inserted the gun in his hand back into the machine.

The word "NEW RECORD" appears on the screen again.

"How...how can you shoot with four guns by yourself, you are cheating!"

Looking at Sousuke Araki with an indifferent face, Mochizuki Ayano protested.

Just now, this guy used four guns by himself like a tentacle monster, switching between two, saving even the time to put the gun back to change the bullets.

And the number of monsters in the four-player mode doubled, so the score was naturally higher.

Next, Mochizuki Ayano was tortured to pieces by the hateful man in front of her, whether it was a dancing machine, a motorcycle, a racing car, or a shooting machine.

Let alone the racing games that she was not good at, after all, she is not yet old enough to get a driver's license.

But this guy's body structure is simply anti-human. The first time she saw someone playing a dance machine was playing on all fours like a dog.

During the competition of the shooting machine, this criminal man even took all the basketballs from the machine next door, causing her to fail.

Mochizuki Ayano, a genius girl with an IQ of 180, lost so thoroughly for the first time in her life.

"Damn, are the people who designed these games all idiots?"

While saying this, she looked at a machine in the corner.

It was an old boxing machine. You only need to put on your gloves and punch the machine to display the value.

Although this is a game abandoned by the times, it is also a game that cannot be tricked.

Regardless of Mochizuki Ayano's petite stature, she has practiced karate since she was a child, and can be the head of the ninth class. Her fighting skills naturally have two brushes.

And due to some special reasons, her strength far exceeds that of adult men.

The other party seemed to have won some kind of college student kendo championship, but in her opinion, it was only at an amateur level.

"Are you sure... the last item is this?"

Sousuke Araki looked at the boxing machine in front of him, and then at the petite Ayano Mochizuki, with an expression of "You didn't give up on yourself, did you?"

"Hmph, don't cry when you lose."

Mochizuki Ayano put on her gloves, moved her hands and feet, her eyes fixed, she stepped on the ground, lowered her waist, and punched with her backhand.

Seeing the girl's extremely smooth movements and the burst of murderous aura, Araki Sosuke's lower body was slightly cold, and he opened his mouth in surprise, and the smoke in his mouth fell out.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

This time, the opponent perfectly borrowed strength from the ground, and through the rotation of the waist, concentrated all the strength of the whole body on the fist and blasted it out without any loss.

Obviously practiced.

Moreover, based on the height difference, adult males can only be killed instantly in the face of this blow.

The egg is broken and the bird has no trace.

A high score of 756 was displayed on the screen.

Mochizuki Ayano showed a satisfied smile.

Generally, there are adult men who keep exercising, and it is not bad to be able to hit 400.

"It's very powerful, kid, it seems that I have to be more serious."

Picking up the cigarette on the ground and taking another puff, Sousuke Araki rolled up his sleeves.

　Who can tell me how to create character cards? ()
　　
　
(End of this chapter)