Tokyo, Nakano-ku.

A superior apartment, twelfth floor, room 1203.

Yuji Tomita was in a dimly lit room, smiling slightly lewdly at a fluorescent computer screen.

"This is good, this is good, this is super!"

He browsed the pages of the Custom Shop.

There are many photos and descriptions of the girls working in the store.

For a certain amount of money, these girls can come to their homes and have a good night, which is quite cost-effective for someone like Yuji Tomita.

He is not unemployed, but he does not need to leave his home to work.

Yuji Tomita, whose mother died early, has become a squat at home since the failure of his employment activities after graduating from college, and his economy comes from his busy father, who uses the money to buy paid videos online, and finally, he can't hold back the loneliness of being single for more than 20 years, Yuji Tomita chose the takeaway service of a custom store.

Since then, he has been out of control, not only falling in love with this behavior, but also recording it and posting it as a review post on 2oh, looking at the soaring number of replies, Yuji Tomita even feels that it is better than being in bed, after all, he can only last three minutes in bed.

Today, when he finished editing yesterday's photos and posted them to the forum, and was still immersed in the envious and jealous replies of those people in the forum, the doorbell rang.

Ding Dong Ding Dong -

"I didn't order takeout, did I?"

Yuji Tomita thought for a moment and ignored it.

NhK won't come to the door at this time, right?

Sliding the wheel, Yuji Tomita thought boredly.

You know, NhK's old hooligans who can enforce fees as long as the signal can reach can be reached are quite difficult, but it's night now, and NhK's staff shouldn't be so dedicated.

Ding Dong Ding Dong -

The doorbell rang again, irritating.

Yuji Tomita scratched the back of his head, moved his slightly bloated body from his chair, put on his slippers, and walked to the door.

"Who?"

He asked in an impatient voice.

"Hello, we are NhK."

The other side said in a hearty voice.

“？”

Yuji Tomita was stunned.

Is there really an NhK staff coming to the door so late?

Just kidding, right?

He opened the door suspiciously.

Outside the door, stood a young man with dyed yellow hair and a signature business smile.

He was wearing NhK's clothes and seemed to have really come to collect TV bills.

"By the way, we have now launched a great value service that can detect the TV line for you for free, so that you can better receive our NhK signal, can I go in?"

The young man said very familiarly.

"This ...... Not very convenient. ”

Yuji Tomita originally planned to pay the money and finish the matter, but it seems that the other party still wants to help check the line.

"It's too much trouble."

At this time, a man's voice suddenly came from behind the yellow-haired NhK staff.

The next moment, a slippery and dark tentacle with a thorny surface stretched out from behind Huang Mao, and in an instant, it wrapped around Yuji Tomita's wrist.

The second, the third, these tentacles quickly took control of Yuji Tomita's body, making him hang in the air.

"What is this......?"

Yuji Tomita suddenly thought of the plot in some manga works, and his voice trembled in fright.

On the other side, the yellow-haired NhK staff member looked behind him with some disgust.

"Xu Sang, didn't I say it, I'll find a way to get in and investigate first, if there is a problem, you can follow up, so directly, if you make a mistake and are complained, you have to write a review."

Jiro Sakata in disguise said.

The spirit removal master is not so popular in Heguo, after all, a person who came to him said that Jun is haunted by resentful spirits, and if he is not cured, he will be afraid of the depths, and everyone will think that it is a god stick.

If you are entrusted, it is okay, take the initiative to come to the door like this, if there is any deviation, you will be responsible in the future, and it is inevitable to be complained by ordinary people.

This is the Strange Research Society's restraint on these powerful people.

A well-known politician in China once said that there are no rules, there is no circle, and Enron is still very much in favor of the association's approach.

"I'm sorry, but no one should believe NhK's door-to-door charges in the middle of the night, right?"

An Ran, who was dressed in black, walked out and glanced at Jiro Sakata.

From the clothes to the temperament, it is very in line with the appearance of the NhK staff, impeccable.

The receptionist of the Weird Research Society, unexpectedly enjoys the look of cosplay.

However, Jiro Sakata always leaks some crappy flaws in his perfect outfit, such as pretending to be an NhK worker who comes to collect money at night, or a blind man waiting for a traffic light, or a 20-year-old elementary school student.

It can only be said that everyone has their own hobbies, and Enron does not comment on this.

"Isn't that someone who believes it?"

Jiro Sakata took off his hat with the NhK logo and pointed at Yuji Tomita, who was controlled by the tentacles.

"What are you going to do?"

Yuji Tomita asked in horror.

"Shhhh

An Ran put his fingers in front of his mouth to silence him, and at the same time thoughtfully released a tentacle that bound Yuji Tomita's left leg.

The tentacle is then used to raise the hallway camera slightly so that it cannot capture the doorway.

"Xu Sang, the means are very skilled."

Jiro Sakata touched his chin and walked into the room, habitually looking around.

It is a classic and kotoku room.

The high-end living room is almost unused.,It's full of some figure boxes.,Butter packaging boxes,R18 magazines,And leftover takeout.,Snacks, etc.,55-inch TV next to the game console.,The handle full of oil is placed on the coffee table.,And a book spread out to a certain NtR-themed serialized "Lost o Day" together,There is also an otaku happy cup next to it。

"Don't look at me like this, I'm a pure love party."

An Ran glanced at the cartoon with the expression of the heroine who was gradually degrading and sinking, and said casually.

“？”

Yuji Tomita looked at the tentacles that bound him, and a question mark appeared on his head.

"Mr. Yuji Tomita, or Mr. [Kabukicho JK Evaluation Guide], do you have any impression of this girl?"

An Ran reached out his phone with his tentacle and pulled up the one in the forum post, Nanami Hayakawa.

When Yuji Tomita heard this, his face suddenly turned pale.

"Y-How did you find me......?"

He wanted to say something else, but Enron's tentacles exerted a little force, causing Yuji Tomita to cry out in pain.

"Painful, painful, you are tortured to extract confessions, I will sue you."

"Oh?"

An Ran tilted his head and said as if he was very confused.

"Mr. Tomita, you are suspected of [beep-] trading, and you have taken photos and posted them on the Internet without the permission of others, which has already constituted a crime, of course, these issues are what the police need to consider, I want to ask about the transaction between you and this girl."

“......”

Yuji Tomita was speechless for a while.

He could only take a closer look at the post photos on Enron's phone.

Then, he spoke with some embarrassment.

"Actually...... This is a picture I stole from another group.,It costs a lot of money to call this kind of service once.,I also want krypton gold for the game.,It's impossible to call it often.,But,There are a lot of people who see the post.,So I found some similar photos on the Internet.,Match your own description.,Pretend to often order takeout......"

In other words, in RpG.

“？”

Enron's tentacles turned into the shape of a question mark.