Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 31 Fun

After returning home, Masato Fujiwara, lying in bed, began to think about what he had done today. He couldn't help but start to reflect...whether what he had done was too much.

It seems a little bit, but no matter how you think about it, it was the old devil and the female devil who started the trouble. If one of these two guys doesn't talk nonsense and the other doesn't randomly shoot videos that she shouldn't shoot, how can Masato Fujiwara be interested? To find them trouble?

In the final analysis, they are all seeking their own death. Secondly, they are all Japanese devils. Why should Fujiwara Masato sympathize with them?
  After such self-education, Fujiwara Masato calmed down again.

Very good, since there is no problem, let's go to bed, we have to go to work tomorrow.

Fujiwara Masato slept peacefully, but the Adachi Ward police were a little crazy today.

"Have you found Amu Kotaro?"

"No, our people have searched near his home seven or eight times, but have not been able to find him."

"Contact, his contact..." The Nagato Police Department proposed another idea, but was immediately rejected by the policeman in front of him shaking his head.

"According to Amu Kotaro's nephew, his cell phone has been destroyed by someone else, and he doesn't have a new phone yet."

"Baga! Since you don't have a mobile phone, don't go out and run around! This bastard old guy, where is he running to now?" The Nagato Police Department already had an ominous premonition in his heart, but the luck in his heart prevented him from going. Say it.

"Nagato Police Department... Amu Kotaro's nephew said that he wanted to go to the nearest police station when he went out, but our people have called the nearby police stations to inquire, and they all said that they had not received any calls from the old man. Report the crime, I'm afraid..." The beautiful police officer added a possibility.

The Nagato Police Department shook his head feebly, and then sighed.

"Then let's do this. Register him according to the missing case, and let the Adachi City traffic police and patrols pay attention to it."

"We're not looking for it anymore?"

"How to find it? Maybe this old guy's people are floating under Tokyo Bay now..."

"Police Department, we have new progress regarding the residents of 208. We already know who lives there..."

"Then what are you waiting for? Send someone quickly to capture them for interrogation!"

"Minister, minister, something bad is going on. Is there something going on at the low-rent housing again?"

"Nani, what's going on?"

"Remember the person who took the video before? According to her neighbor's report, she was broken into by a group of thugs tonight and broke the bones in her left hand!"

"Masaka...those violent gang members are too arrogant. Come on, follow me to the police!"

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While the police in Adachi City were working hard to search the mountains and seas, arrest the 208 thieves gang, and try to find Masato Fujiwara, the latter went to work in the Jasmine Cafe, preparing to continue facing young and beautiful girls today. Professional women smile. "Masato-kun, come here for a moment."

Masato Fujiwara, who had just changed clothes and left the employee lounge, looked at Asami Inoshita who was waving to him, and the one standing next to her who looked very similar to her and had a sweet smile on his face.

"Let me introduce, Masato-kun, this is Keiko Inoshita, my eldest daughter. She is studying at Tokyo Women's University. Today is Saturday. She has free time, so she came to the cafe to help... You are all young people, get along well. Bar."

"Hi Yi."

Keiko Inoshita is very beautiful. She is different from the oval-faced beauties that are popular in Korean girl groups now. Like her mother, she has an oval face. She is not very tall, about 1.65 meters. She is similar to the current Fujiwara Masato. The bulge wasn't as spectacular as her mother's, but it wasn't small either.

If described as a car, Asami Inakata is an SVU. Its steering wheel is large and tough, the interior is luxurious, and the driving feel is soft. The engine will roar in time with a slight step on the accelerator, and the exhaust gas released from the exhaust pipe is even lighter. No odor.

Keiko Inoshita is a car. Its steering wheel is smaller, but it can be considered a large steering wheel in the Japanese automobile industry. Its interior decoration style focuses on youthful and beautiful style, with pink as the main color and white as the supplement. The butt of the car is big. It's tall and straight, the driving feel is unknown, and what's going on inside and outside the exhaust pipe is unknown.

Fujiwara Masato, who had already eaten meat, looked at Keiko Inoshita without fear, and then showed her his signature smile. The latter immediately felt dizzy.

"Wow... such a handsome face, such a cute smile..." Keiko Inoshita felt hot under her belly button and her legs were a little weak. She quickly held her mother's shoulders to steady herself, and then panicked. He smiled sweetly back at the good-looking young man.

"Hello, Fujiwara-kun, I...I am Keiko Inoshita, please give me some advice."

Any work that is repeated day after day will be boring, and the same is true for coffee shop work. When Fujiwara Masato first started, he would be happy that he could learn new things.

After he learned all the skills of a waiter and some of the coffee techniques that only a barista can master, Fujiwara Masato inevitably felt irritated by his work.

However, this kind of job has a new change today. A girl named Inoshita Keiko joined the job and took away the boredom with her youth and liveliness.

After the customer in Seat 1 paid his order and left his seat, Masato Fujiwara walked over with the plate in his hand. Keiko Inoshita ran over with the wind and grabbed the empty coffee cup and plate before him.

"Fujiwara-kun, you go and have a rest. I'll take care of things here." Keiko Inoshita patted her chest hard, causing a wave of waves, like a reliable big sister making a promise.

Today is Saturday, and most companies in nearby office buildings and commercial buildings are on holiday. Except for a small number of overtime workers and a few female customers who come to see the "Jasmine" boy even on holiday, there are no customers in the coffee shop. not much.

Therefore, when Keiko Inoshita was rushing to work, Masato Fujiwara was relaxed. He could even be lazy at work and sit there on the waiter's seat in front of the bar, supporting his chin with both hands, thinking about the problem.

What is Masato Fujiwara thinking about?

He was thinking about how to use his plug-in. During this period of time, Fujiwara Masato discovered the power of what he had and the incompetence of the Japanese police.

Therefore, Fujiwara Masato is now thinking about what he should do in the future, how to use the system to develop his power, make things more fun, and at the same time become rich himself.

Fujiwara Masato now feels that opening a coffee shop is not fun. Opening a skull of a Japanese soldier and playing with a Japanese mother-in-law is more fun.

(End of this chapter)