In Tokyo, even the most fierce dragon is afraid of the hatchet

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"You don't need to bring these things with you. Just go and buy whatever you want!"

"..."

Time for women to change clothes.

It's probably the most torturous thing in the world.

Despite Nagano Nao's urging outside, the three women of different ages took more than two hours to change their clothes.

What's even more outrageous is that when she reached the door, Yuki Nagano remembered that she had not moisturized her face, so she went back to do so.

After being tormented for almost a whole morning, Nagano Nao had really had enough.

"Places like West Germany are full of European cosmetics. Just buy them when you land!"

"Straight guy, do you know how serious it is for girls to not moisturize? Their skin will age."

"Kasan never uses cosmetics. They are harmful to the skin!"

"But I don't have skin as good as Kasan's!"

"Your skin is already very good, Yuki. But for things like this, a regular diet and a good work and rest schedule are very important. If your internal organs are full of energy, your appearance will be radiant. Yuki, you always eat junk food..."

"But what if I can't control my mouth?"

"What does this have to do with not being able to control your mouth? The little cutie can't control her mouth either, but her skin is just so tender. This is the kind of beauty that is hard to come by. You should pay more attention, Yuki!"

"hateful......"

"..."

Three women in one drama?

Do not!

Three women together are like three hundred ducks.

Driving a car.

Listening to three women bickering.

Nao Nagano already had a premonition that his hearing would deteriorate significantly during this trip to Germany.

Another half hour passed.

After rushing for a long time, we finally arrived at the airport.

Kurata Himiri had been waiting at the door. When she saw Nagano Nao coming, she bowed and greeted the Nagano family.

Remembering that he had forgotten to exchange some foreign currency because he had been listening to their gossip on the way, Nagano Nao said, "You go through security first, I'll go exchange some marks for backup."

"Oh, then you better hurry up, straight man."

"Know it!"

Today, when the Plaza Accord was signed, the Japanese yen has become an international currency.

The benefits are that the tourism industry is booming, there are no restrictions on currency exchange, and there are currency exchange windows set up by banks everywhere in the airport.

Came to a bank counter.

Nao Nagano took out one million yen from his wallet.

In front of me was a blond foreigner with his eyes closed, communicating in English with the bank clerk at the counter.

It was obvious that this foreign guy was here for tourism. He was carrying a broken travel bag and holding a stack of Japanese yen. He said with an extremely exaggerated expression, "Oh my god! How come there are only 41 yen?"

"Sorry, this is the current exchange rate!" The bank clerk looked at the tourist's angry face and said with a smile on his face.

Before 1970, the Japanese yen was fixed at 360 to 1 US dollar.

After the floating exchange rate began, it has been appreciating all the way, especially after the Plaza Accord, when it became an international currency. It has been just over four years from 85 to now, and it has appreciated from 4 to the current 238.

This kind of appreciation is hard to accept if you haven't been to Japan for many years.

Nagano Nao was laughing secretly beside him.

In exchange for this little amount of money, I really worry whether you can leave the airport safely.

The counter clerk obviously saw what Nagano was thinking. After the American left, he smiled and said, "How dare he come to Japan for such a small amount of money? I hope he can get a ride from the airport and not end up sleeping on the streets!"

"Ha ha......"

Tokyo at night.

The flashing neon lights, red, blue, pink and yellow, decorate the city with colorful lights.

People come and go, bustling about. Everywhere you can see men and women in kimonos going in and out of shops, taking leisurely strolls, and laughter everywhere, showing the hustle and bustle of the city.

Compared to the United States, the temperature in Japan is much higher in winter.

But even so, the temperature at night has dropped to seven or eight degrees, and you won't feel hot even if you wear a down jacket.

On the streets, you can see beautiful girls everywhere wearing short skirts that reveal their white thighs, fashionable tight suits, very beautifully woven sweaters, paired with hip skirts and denim shorts. Their petite figures are fascinating.

Paul Pitt admired the beauty and gritted his teeth secretly. How could he not understand the look in the counter clerk's eyes just now!

hateful!

As an American, I was just looked down upon.

When I get to Tokyo, I must find a hotel and teach that Japanese woman a lesson to get my revenge!

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Japan is an extremely xenophobic country.

Here, even if they are doing the flesh trade, they generally won't serve foreigners, especially Westerners and Africans. Without an introduction from acquaintances, even Kabukicho Ichibangai won't do business with foreigners.

But Paul Pitt didn't know this. With a monthly income of 3,000 US dollars, he was considered middle class in the United States. Otherwise, how could he have the money to go abroad for vacation!

Out of the airport.

Paul Pitt arrived at the pick-up area.

Several people were standing on the street, chatting and waving to stop passing taxis.

Paul Pitt felt annoyed when he saw these little Japanese and was too lazy to stand with them.

But what was annoying was the flashing lights on the street and the taxis everywhere, but Paul Pitt couldn't get a taxi no matter how hard he tried standing on the roadside.

Time passed by minute by minute.

I waited for half an hour, but no taxi stopped.

It would be fine if there were no cars on the road.

But the car lights on the road were dazzling, and taxis passed by from time to time, but the drivers had no intention of stopping to pick up passengers.

'FUCK, what the hell, why didn't any of the cars stop?'

Paul Pitt cursed inwardly.

But realize that in Japan, getting on and off taxis may have to be done at fixed locations.

When he arrived at the place where the Japanese had taken the taxi, he waved to the passing taxi again.

However, it was like seeing a ghost. Although someone looked at him, there was no intention of stopping.

Being inexplicably ignored like this and unable to hail a taxi, Paul Pitt felt that the world was full of malice!

asshole!

How could a taxi driver be so arrogant?

Don’t you know how to make money?

and many more?

The lighting near the airport was not very good at night. Upon closer inspection, I saw a lot of people gathered not far away and also trying to get a ride, but they seemed to be holding something in their hands.

Went over and had a look.

Paul Pitt was dumbfounded.

Everyone who took the bus was holding yellow 10,000 yuan bills in their hands. Some passengers even started arguing over who could get on the bus, and then someone took out more money from his pocket and started throwing it around.

Finally, a man who offered one hundred thousand got in the car and left.

FUCK!!!

Am I fucking dazzled?

Paul Pitt couldn't believe what he saw.

One hundred thousand!

One hundred thousand yen for a taxi? ! !

How can this be?

Trust!

These people must be agents, deliberately trying to cheat me of my money!

However, after waiting for a very long time, there were still many people who took their money and got on the bus, leaving only Paul Pitt.

It's a bit cold at night.

The cold wind blew, and Paul Pitt was alone, letting the wind blow on him.