Cp: Dazai
Xia Yu went to pick up garbage as usual. Unexpectedly, it must be firearms such as AK-47 and FN FAL. He almost picked up some strange-shaped rings... However, today, his luck seems to be particularly bad?
"Miss, can you pull me out of it?" The man sitting folded in the trash can stretched out a hand with difficulty, but his voice was brisk as if he was traveling in the trash can.
Xia Yu closed the lid and headed to the next trash can.
As a result, the next day...
"Miss, I met you again~"
Same series: Stories about selling oneself to pay off debts in Yokohama
Intention: After picking up a bandage while picking up trash