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Chapter 3 Zangqian Apartment
Chapter 3 Zangqian Apartment
After parking his beloved motorcycle "Samurai Samurai" (Yamaha XJR4000 modified) in the open-air parking lot, Sosuke Araki looked up at the tall apartment with his hands on his hips.
"This is where my great career begins..."
This five-story white apartment building with [-] suites is located less than one kilometer from Sensoji Temple in Taito District. It is his newly rented house.
During the day, Araki Sousuke had already been brought by the real estate agent to hand over the keys, and also brought some luggage over by the way.
For the interview, he turned down his part-time job tonight, so he came back straight after leaving the Internet cafe.
Under the night, the outer walls of the dilapidated apartment were pale, and only a few windows were dimly lit, making it look more gloomy and depressing.
Sousuke Araki's gaze was now focused on the night behind the apartment building.
A blue and white tower towering into the sky, blooming with soft lights of various purples and reds, like a tree, stretching in the vast night sky, blooming gorgeous flowers.
The majestic Skytree and the dark and dilapidated apartments are intertwined, as if reality and dreams are incompatible but not in harmony.
That's right, from the parking lot in front of the apartment, you can see the tallest building in Japan and the new landmark of Tokyo, the Tokyo Sky Tree.
Then the problem is coming.
How did Sousuke Araki rent this one-bedroom apartment in [Kuramae Apartment] with convenient transportation and adjacent to popular areas such as Ueno, Asakusa, and Akihabara at a "jump price" of [-] yen per month?
You know, the monthly rent for a one-bedroom apartment in the core location of Taito District starts at [-] yen.
This does not include the various upfront expenses such as deposits, key money, security deposits, cleaning fees, property fees, fire insurance, and intermediary fees that are required for renting a house in Japan.
As for the answer, it wasn't that Araki Sousuke was lucky or possessed any superb negotiating skills.
The Kuramae apartment is a "psychologically defective object".
That is to say, haunted house.
In Japan, where the suicide rate remains high, it can be said that haunted houses are everywhere, and there are tens of thousands of registered houses.
In view of the law, the landlord cannot hide from the renter the "psychological defect event" that has occurred in the property.
Therefore, a large number of professional haunted house appraisals and intermediary websites have emerged as the times require, and even the events that happened in the room, and detailed police releases can be queried, which can be read as a horror novel.
As an "atheist in the early stages of his business", Sosuke Araki, holding the mentality of "how many people have not died in any house", decisively rented the current house on an intermediary website called "Be careful! Haunted house identification" .
So far, the results are satisfactory.
As for what happened in the Kuramae apartment, Araki Sousuke naturally wouldn't go into it.
After all, a two-year lease has already been signed, wouldn't it make me feel uncomfortable to find out now?
After expressing his emotions, Sousuke Araki carried the cardboard box on the back seat of the motorcycle and walked towards the door of the apartment.
I don't know if the property management company wanted to save electricity or other reasons, but after 9 o'clock in the evening, the light at the door of the apartment went out.
Only the green "emergency escape light" was left blinking.
At the window on the third floor directly above the door of the apartment, a young woman with short hair was standing there, seemingly admiring the night view.
The woman seemed tall, and from Araki Sousuke's perspective, her head almost reached the ceiling.
Seeing Araki Sosuke looking over, the other party just nodded politely at him, then turned around and disappeared.
"Does the resident on the third floor seem quite friendly?" Araki Sousuke felt a little pity before he could see the other person's face clearly.
Naturally, there were other people staying in the Zangqian apartment.
For poor people who don't even have physical shelter, who cares about psychological flaws.
Living in a haunted house has never been based on courage, but on the compromise of struggling on the edge of survival.
Room 102, the Kuramae apartment rented by Araki Sousuke, is located at the end of the corridor on the first floor.
This is an old "tatami room" with a total area of just over ten square meters.
On the left and right sides of the small hallway at the entrance, there are miniature stoves, compact toilets and showers.
There is only one room further inside.
The walls and tatami are obviously newly installed, and there is a pungent smell.
In the center of the room is a low table left by the landlord, which serves as both a dining table and a stove.
When it's time to sleep, just move the table and spread the quilt from the closet.
Except for a low table and a bunch of personal belongings he packed during the day, there was nothing else.
The real family is empty.
"Hey, after the salary is paid, let's go to the second-hand shop to buy some home appliances."
Putting down the things in his hands, Araki Sousuke was about to take a shower and go to bed, but sadly found that the shower was broken.
After the rusty shower head struggled to spray a few drops of black unknown liquid, it stopped moving.
"Today is really... so unlucky... I remember the agent said that there is a Sento nearby..."
While thinking, Araki Sousuke took a change of clothes and went out.
Walking in the dark and narrow corridor, the flashing green lights give people a creepy feeling.
"This property company is too stingy."
Walking on the small road in front of the apartment, the starlight in the sky made Araki Sousuke feel a lot easier to breathe.
"Ah, here it is, the door is still open, LUCKY!"
After walking along the path for a while, he successfully found the public bath that the intermediary said was written "Jomon Sento".
"Wash away bad luck ~ wash away bad luck~"
In the bath, Sousuke Araki happily sat on a small stool, humming a tune he created himself, and rubbed his head and body with foam.
It was already a bit late, and he was the only one here when he came in.
"...When those guys saw Akagi-san's tattoo, they immediately peed in fright."
"That's natural. Right now, everyone in the ministry thinks Brother Akagi is the candidate for the next minister."
Three clean and sleek men walked into the bathing place laughing and laughing.
The middle-aged man in the lead had a small blond oiled hair, exaggerated earrings and lip studs, and a large tattoo on his entire arm and back.
It's almost like "I'm the big brother of Jidao" written on his face.
The two men behind him are constantly courting him.
"Yes, yes, last time Akagi-san knocked that guy to the ground with one punch."
"And that time, the time with a beer bottle..."
"It's just..."
While sitting down to take a bath, the three of them kept bragging about "Akagi-san's glorious deeds".
"Huh heh heh~ The peach blossoms are coming~ The bad luck is gone~"
Not paying attention to the arrival of the three of them at all, Sousuke Araki still hummed a ditty loudly, rubbing the foam vigorously between his legs.
"That kid... is a bit noisy."
The man called "Akagi-san" looked at the man in the corner who had rubbed himself into a "humanoid self-propelled foam monster" with some displeasure.
"Boy, I advise you to be quiet..."
Another man immediately yelled at Sousuke Araki loudly.
But Sousuke Araki, who was obsessed with washing his hair, didn't seem to hear his voice.
"Are young people nowadays so arrogant? It seems that I have an obligation to teach them a lesson."
"Oh? Being able to receive Akagi-san's personal education will save him a lot of detours in the future. These 'loose generations' recently..."
"Akagi-san" stood up, holding a small tub for flushing water in his hand, and walked slowly behind Araki Sousuke...
Ask for collection, ask for recommendation.
(End of this chapter)
After parking his beloved motorcycle "Samurai Samurai" (Yamaha XJR4000 modified) in the open-air parking lot, Sosuke Araki looked up at the tall apartment with his hands on his hips.
"This is where my great career begins..."
This five-story white apartment building with [-] suites is located less than one kilometer from Sensoji Temple in Taito District. It is his newly rented house.
During the day, Araki Sousuke had already been brought by the real estate agent to hand over the keys, and also brought some luggage over by the way.
For the interview, he turned down his part-time job tonight, so he came back straight after leaving the Internet cafe.
Under the night, the outer walls of the dilapidated apartment were pale, and only a few windows were dimly lit, making it look more gloomy and depressing.
Sousuke Araki's gaze was now focused on the night behind the apartment building.
A blue and white tower towering into the sky, blooming with soft lights of various purples and reds, like a tree, stretching in the vast night sky, blooming gorgeous flowers.
The majestic Skytree and the dark and dilapidated apartments are intertwined, as if reality and dreams are incompatible but not in harmony.
That's right, from the parking lot in front of the apartment, you can see the tallest building in Japan and the new landmark of Tokyo, the Tokyo Sky Tree.
Then the problem is coming.
How did Sousuke Araki rent this one-bedroom apartment in [Kuramae Apartment] with convenient transportation and adjacent to popular areas such as Ueno, Asakusa, and Akihabara at a "jump price" of [-] yen per month?
You know, the monthly rent for a one-bedroom apartment in the core location of Taito District starts at [-] yen.
This does not include the various upfront expenses such as deposits, key money, security deposits, cleaning fees, property fees, fire insurance, and intermediary fees that are required for renting a house in Japan.
As for the answer, it wasn't that Araki Sousuke was lucky or possessed any superb negotiating skills.
The Kuramae apartment is a "psychologically defective object".
That is to say, haunted house.
In Japan, where the suicide rate remains high, it can be said that haunted houses are everywhere, and there are tens of thousands of registered houses.
In view of the law, the landlord cannot hide from the renter the "psychological defect event" that has occurred in the property.
Therefore, a large number of professional haunted house appraisals and intermediary websites have emerged as the times require, and even the events that happened in the room, and detailed police releases can be queried, which can be read as a horror novel.
As an "atheist in the early stages of his business", Sosuke Araki, holding the mentality of "how many people have not died in any house", decisively rented the current house on an intermediary website called "Be careful! Haunted house identification" .
So far, the results are satisfactory.
As for what happened in the Kuramae apartment, Araki Sousuke naturally wouldn't go into it.
After all, a two-year lease has already been signed, wouldn't it make me feel uncomfortable to find out now?
After expressing his emotions, Sousuke Araki carried the cardboard box on the back seat of the motorcycle and walked towards the door of the apartment.
I don't know if the property management company wanted to save electricity or other reasons, but after 9 o'clock in the evening, the light at the door of the apartment went out.
Only the green "emergency escape light" was left blinking.
At the window on the third floor directly above the door of the apartment, a young woman with short hair was standing there, seemingly admiring the night view.
The woman seemed tall, and from Araki Sousuke's perspective, her head almost reached the ceiling.
Seeing Araki Sosuke looking over, the other party just nodded politely at him, then turned around and disappeared.
"Does the resident on the third floor seem quite friendly?" Araki Sousuke felt a little pity before he could see the other person's face clearly.
Naturally, there were other people staying in the Zangqian apartment.
For poor people who don't even have physical shelter, who cares about psychological flaws.
Living in a haunted house has never been based on courage, but on the compromise of struggling on the edge of survival.
Room 102, the Kuramae apartment rented by Araki Sousuke, is located at the end of the corridor on the first floor.
This is an old "tatami room" with a total area of just over ten square meters.
On the left and right sides of the small hallway at the entrance, there are miniature stoves, compact toilets and showers.
There is only one room further inside.
The walls and tatami are obviously newly installed, and there is a pungent smell.
In the center of the room is a low table left by the landlord, which serves as both a dining table and a stove.
When it's time to sleep, just move the table and spread the quilt from the closet.
Except for a low table and a bunch of personal belongings he packed during the day, there was nothing else.
The real family is empty.
"Hey, after the salary is paid, let's go to the second-hand shop to buy some home appliances."
Putting down the things in his hands, Araki Sousuke was about to take a shower and go to bed, but sadly found that the shower was broken.
After the rusty shower head struggled to spray a few drops of black unknown liquid, it stopped moving.
"Today is really... so unlucky... I remember the agent said that there is a Sento nearby..."
While thinking, Araki Sousuke took a change of clothes and went out.
Walking in the dark and narrow corridor, the flashing green lights give people a creepy feeling.
"This property company is too stingy."
Walking on the small road in front of the apartment, the starlight in the sky made Araki Sousuke feel a lot easier to breathe.
"Ah, here it is, the door is still open, LUCKY!"
After walking along the path for a while, he successfully found the public bath that the intermediary said was written "Jomon Sento".
"Wash away bad luck ~ wash away bad luck~"
In the bath, Sousuke Araki happily sat on a small stool, humming a tune he created himself, and rubbed his head and body with foam.
It was already a bit late, and he was the only one here when he came in.
"...When those guys saw Akagi-san's tattoo, they immediately peed in fright."
"That's natural. Right now, everyone in the ministry thinks Brother Akagi is the candidate for the next minister."
Three clean and sleek men walked into the bathing place laughing and laughing.
The middle-aged man in the lead had a small blond oiled hair, exaggerated earrings and lip studs, and a large tattoo on his entire arm and back.
It's almost like "I'm the big brother of Jidao" written on his face.
The two men behind him are constantly courting him.
"Yes, yes, last time Akagi-san knocked that guy to the ground with one punch."
"And that time, the time with a beer bottle..."
"It's just..."
While sitting down to take a bath, the three of them kept bragging about "Akagi-san's glorious deeds".
"Huh heh heh~ The peach blossoms are coming~ The bad luck is gone~"
Not paying attention to the arrival of the three of them at all, Sousuke Araki still hummed a ditty loudly, rubbing the foam vigorously between his legs.
"That kid... is a bit noisy."
The man called "Akagi-san" looked at the man in the corner who had rubbed himself into a "humanoid self-propelled foam monster" with some displeasure.
"Boy, I advise you to be quiet..."
Another man immediately yelled at Sousuke Araki loudly.
But Sousuke Araki, who was obsessed with washing his hair, didn't seem to hear his voice.
"Are young people nowadays so arrogant? It seems that I have an obligation to teach them a lesson."
"Oh? Being able to receive Akagi-san's personal education will save him a lot of detours in the future. These 'loose generations' recently..."
"Akagi-san" stood up, holding a small tub for flushing water in his hand, and walked slowly behind Araki Sousuke...
Ask for collection, ask for recommendation.
(End of this chapter)
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