Just as "Akagi-san" walked majestically behind Sosuke Araki, Sousuke Araki happened to stand up and took the wooden basin and poured it from his head.

The foam all over his body immediately dissipated with the water, revealing his inverted triangle back muscles and eight-pack abs.

"Huh? Is there something wrong? ”

Turning his head to see the man behind him, Araki habitually raised his nostrils, the bridge of his nose, and his eyebrows and squeezed together, putting on a classic stinky face of a bad boy.

If there were little ghosts who dared to put on this "looking for death" expression to themselves on weekdays, "Akagi-san" would have smashed the basin into the other party's face.

But now, "Akagi-san" sneered flatteringly and poured the water from the basin on Sosuke Araki's broad chest.

"I didn't ...... It's okay...... Right...... By the way, it's just to see that you have too much foam on your body, little brother, to help you pour it......"

The other two people in the distance also looked at Sousuke Araki with horror in their eyes at this moment.

What shocked the three of them was not Araki's strong physique, which has a body fat rate of 8%, which is comparable to that of a fitness expert.

Instead, it covered his entire back and hips, a black tattoo of a Bodhisattva with angry eyes.

The tattooed Bodhisattva glared angrily, holding a Zen staff and sitting on a skull lotus platform, with a hideous and terrifying face.

In addition to the Bodhisattva figure on his back, Sosuke Araki's body was covered with black unknown runes except for his hands and feet.

When he was sent to the orphanage as an infant, 90% of his skin was already covered by these tattoos.

This is also the reason why he has tried to wear long clothes and long sleeves since he was a child, and he always closes the door to take a bath.

Even so, he is still often mistaken for a delinquent boy, until he finally gets used to breaking the jar.

"Oh? That's so thankful, I can't pour it on my back when I take a shower, and I'm very distressed. ”

For the expressions of the three of them, Sousuke Araki, who was not surprised, naturally didn't care.

So, the originally majestic "Akagi-san", after obediently watering Sousuke Araki, hurriedly washed and retreated with the other two.

In Japan, there is a strict hierarchy of tattoos for members.

Most of the people who can get to this point are the core members of various organizations, not those who can be offended by minions like them.

"Ah~ comfortable."

After cleaning his body, Sosuke Araki jumped into the soup pool and soaked.

The hot water and rising steam soothed every pore of his body, sweeping away the fatigue of a long day's travel.

After soaking in his eyes for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It was an uncomfortable feeling of being locked in with a cold gaze.

Sosuke Araki opened his eyes and subconsciously looked around left and right.

He was the only one in the bathhouse late at night.

You can hear the sound of a needle hitting the ground.

"I'm too tired today......

After confirming that it was a delusion, he closed his eyes again.

After a while, the cold gaze came again.

Sure enough, there was something wrong.

Sousuke Araki opened his eyes again, carefully checking every inch of his surroundings where people might be hidden.

"Thinking too much?"

Suddenly, he swept his eyes to a mirror in the shower area in the distance.

In the mirror, directly behind him, about a meter away, there was a vague figure, squatting in the water motionless.

But when he looked in the mirror, it was empty.

Don't......

Sousuke Araki took a few steps back, jumped up from the water, and reached out to grab the direction that Yuguang had confirmed earlier.

Sure enough, nothing was caught......

Wrong!

He reached out and jerked down the water.

Immediately I felt like I had grabbed some greasy, round object.

At the same time, the eyes of the bodhisattva on Sosuke Araki's back moved slightly, as if he had come to life, and he glared angrily at it.

A trace of black gas poured down his arm into the tattoo and disappeared.

A middle-aged bald uncle who can be seen everywhere on the street, smiling and rising from the water, his hands still clasped in front of him.

Sousuke Araki's hand was grasping at the Mediterranean Sea of that uncle.

A trace of black qi quietly entered the uncle's body along the top of the uncle's head.

"Uncle, are you a ninja? Please don't make this kind of joke in the middle of the night, scare the person to death......"

This uncle probably took a bath here in the first place.

He must have deliberately submerged in the water when he turned his head to look.

When he looked away, he popped up again.

This kind of middle-aged joke with a bad taste......

"The water temperature is just right today, thank you."

Maybe it was because he had been soaking for a long time, but the uncle's face was red and his expression was serene, as if he was emitting a glowing white light.

"Inexplicably, I'm so scared of you that I'm not interested...... I'll go first, Ojisan, you slowly soak ......"

Sousuke Araki, who was in a ruined mood, didn't even plan to steam in the sauna, got up and walked out of the bathhouse.

"You kid has been washing for so long and finally come out, so I've been waiting, old man, I'm going to close off work."

"Hmph, that uncle inside has been soaking for longer."

Under the complaint of the sento boss, Sosuke Araki bought a bottle of chilled milk and left with his clothes.

"You're the last, where is there anyone else ......"

Muttering, the boss began to close the door.

In the bathhouse, the figure in the water, with his hands folded, gradually dissipated with the white mist that rose with the steaming.

……

Humming a little song of unknown meaning and drinking iced milk, Sosuke Araki returned to the door of his apartment.

At the entrance of the dimly lit apartment, a tall, long-haired woman caught his eye.

Under the red coat, the snow-white skirt moves slightly in the wind, revealing the shiny and delicate thighs.

Sousuke Araki sucked the milk and glanced back and forth at the woman with a cautious expression.

Secret technique, Eye of the Void.

After the secret technique was activated, he silently got a string of numbers in his heart.

168-87-60-86。

When he got closer, he found that the woman was wearing a mask on her face and could not see her face.

In April, it is normal to wear a mask because of hay fever.

About 2 out of 5 Japanese people are hay fever patients, which is a national disease of Japan.

On top of the white mask, the big eyes with delicate eyelashes were also quietly looking at Sousuke Araki.

Eyes met, and Sosuke Araki only felt that the heart in his chest was accelerating.

Didn't look away, did she look at me......

"Good evening, I'm a newly moved Sosuke Araki in Room 102, a graduate of Shibuya Keizai University and currently considering offers from several major entertainment companies...... Are you a resident here? ”

When he approached, Sousuke Araki immediately assumed a posture of "social elite" to greet the other party.

In the dim light, the skin on the woman's face became paler.

"I ...... Is it pretty? ”

The woman wearing the mask did not bow in return like ordinary people, but asked abruptly in a hoarse and magnetic voice.

"Could it be ......" Hearing the other party's words, Sosuke Araki took a nervous breath, and his brain was running at high speed.