One Thousand Six Hundred and Sixteen Chapters of the Cafe's Gundam

The latest website: Tokyo is a very interesting place.

Luke finds it interesting not because of its prosperity, but because of the crowd.

The more people there are, the more things will happen, and there will be more crimes, and experience points will naturally be seen everywhere.

Some are really over the top, some are just weird.

Luke is well versed in doing good deeds, hiding in the dark, and throwing a small ice bead in the distance.

In the storage space, there are as many ice beads made in batches.

Take it and throw it away and destroy it automatically.

I didn't use this before, mainly because it was not heavy enough, and it was easy to float at a long range.

But with Bullseye's primary precision and powerful strength, he will never get a headshot if knocked out within 50 meters.

It's not that he sympathizes with criminals, but ordinary crimes also have a headshot, so it's not like the keyboard judge in the previous life, who started to die indefinitely.

It's the most worry-free thing when knocking dizzy.

In Tokyo, it is also common for drunks to hit the streets in the middle of the night.

As for whether these "drunk" criminals will be violated by others, it's not something Luke needs to worry about.

This way of doing good is too subtle, and neither the criminal nor the victim can see the little ice bead in the dark.

The next day, there were many ghost stories circulating in Tokyo, some were told by criminals, and some were told by victims. After thinking about it, both parties were very frightened.

After Los Angeles and New York, Luke made persistent efforts to add a horror urban legend to Tokyo.

He didn't feel it at all, just watched the system gain more than 6,000 experience points in one night.

Of course, knocking criminals on the street can't get such a high score, but I dropped by three small drug dens on the way in one night, and the harvest was accumulated, so I got this number.

If you don't make a small step, you can't go a thousand miles. The ancients honestly didn't deceive me. Looking at the scenery outside the window, Luke raised the corners of his mouth and took a sip of coffee.

"Ah,

Are you an actor? ' A girl's voice came from beside him.

Luke turned his head sideways: "No. In addition, I don't take photos or exchange phone numbers, thank you."

After speaking, he turned around again, ignoring the twenty-seventh girl who came up to talk this morning.

It was interesting to be approached by female guests at the maid cafe, but it was only interesting.

If he had to say it, among the girls he met yesterday to today, the lady in the white dress was barely within his acceptable range.

But as his taste is getting higher and higher, he is really not interested in having fun in Neon.

A single Max in New York, with his "absolute height" mind, can turn 99.99% of Neon's women into scum in seconds.

Those who are used to eating two-headed abalone find it difficult to be interested in ten-headed abalone and twenty-headed abalone.

As for the maid... Luke couldn't help sighing.

It can only be said that when the second dimension becomes the third dimension, the illusion is always too easy to be shattered.

Even though the one he chose was the most expensive and the best maid cafe in Akihabara, the quality of the maids could only be said to be okay.

And most of the other "maids" he saw along the way in Akihabara didn't have the high-quality girls who approached him on the roadside - it was difficult for girls with poor conditions to have the courage to approach him.

Of course, the overall level of these "maids" is much higher than that of ordinary neon women, which is enough to deal with otaku and tourists.

On the other hand, the food and drinks in this maid cafe are equally so-so.

The coffee material is not bad, the barista's skill is not clear, but the latte art is not bad, but the taste is not right for the "American" customers like Luke.

He ordered a blue mountain, a cappuccino.

Blue Mountain ordered it for himself.

As we all know, Neon people monopolize more than half of the production of real Blue Mountain coffee beans.

Luke thinks that maybe they have some unique skills in brewing Blue Mountain coffee?

As a result... he didn't drink anything, and it felt similar to the coffee machine in the restroom of the police station.

The cappuccino is sweet and milky.

This was tasted on behalf of Selena, and after just one sip, someone immediately helped her refuse another sip in her heart.

Finally, there is the legendary love omurice.

The cutest little maid in the store asked him, with little stars in her eyes, what pattern he wanted to paint on the tomato sauce for the omelette, he hesitated: "Anything is fine?"

The little maid's thoughts were all on his face, she just nodded subconsciously when she heard the words: "Yes, master, our craftsmanship is very good."

Luke nodded and pondered for two seconds: "Then draw a Flying Wing Gundam Zero EW."

Little Maid: (;'⌒`)?

Looking at her expression, Luke nodded regretfully: "It doesn't seem to work, then replace it with the Strike Freedom Gundam?"

Little Maid: (つ﹏?)!

Luke was helpless: "That's fine, just draw one."

"Okay, master." The little maid left with a complicated mood.

Not long after, she came to deliver the omelette again, looking at him eagerly: "Master, this pattern...Are you satisfied?"

Luke looked at the cute and simple Hello Kitty + heart shape above, and stopped playing the nasty "two seconds of indifference", but nodded slightly, expressing his approval.

This is to say that I am satisfied, it is too small to look down on Lu someone who likes to study cooking.

To say that I am not satisfied is actually a bit unfair.

He came into this house-style coffee shop. Strictly speaking, the taste of drinks and food is not its selling point, but the girl is beautiful enough to act like a spoiled child.

Luke also wanted to experience the "resort" boasted by the otaku in his previous life, so he didn't choose a few other shops with good coffee or food.

Travel, that's what it is.

If you want to taste beautiful and delicious food, you naturally have to suffer the result of "meeting is not as famous as being famous", and most of them are this result.

When walking out of the coffee shop, Luke directly tipped the cute little maid a Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Lest she look at the omelette with tears in her eyes again.

And Luke rejected her proposal to take a photo at the beginning - with his current face, isn't the group photo paid for and given away!

So he chooses to tip enough.

Where did Yukichi Fukuzawa (10,000 yen) come from? Of course, it is sponsored by these enthusiastic associations in Tokyo.

Compared to stacking more than ten cubic Franklins (one hundred dollars) in the space, the Fukuzawa Yukichi harvested last night couldn't fit into a suitcase.

It's not enough money for just one night.

But these few days, he can find a little money from a drug dealer in Tokyo if he has nothing to do, so the travel food fund in Japan should be no problem.

After coming out of the coffee shop, he had nowhere to go for the time being.

There are many scenery in Tokyo, but he is only interested in cherry blossoms and maid cafes.

The rest of the shrines and temples are completely unattractive, as are the modern landmarks like Tokyo Tower.

So he honestly found a high-end coffee shop at the top of the building, and found a window seat by himself in the corner.

There are no passers-by here, and women don't come to talk to each other every once in a while.

Also, drones have better signals.

With the condescending position, the two are contrasted, which is convenient for him to be familiar with the terrain of Tokyo.

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