I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Ikebukuro, out of the front building delivery station.

This is a small shop in a remote parking lot, with a row of motorcycles neatly placed at the door.

"Mitsui-san still looks so strong."

"Higongye-kun, is this the brother you said you asked me to take care of, he had a bad brain since he was a child, and only has muscles left?"

Inside the store, a middle-aged uncle with a tough face and a strong figure greeted the two with a smile on his face.

This muscular uncle named Atsushi Mitsui is a senior of the Jinpen Handwashing Organization, a pole organization where Yukihira Higashino belongs.

Currently, as the station manager who has contracted this delivery station, he is responsible for delivering meals for Japan's largest delivery website "Demaekan".

As the largest delivery ordering website in Japan, Demaekan has cooperated with tens of thousands of stores in Japan, delivering products ranging from various foods and beverages to rice, frozen products, condiments, fruit meats and adult products.

"Brother Mitsui, I'm Sousuke Araki who came for an interview today. It's the first time we've met, please take care of me!"

Although he was very unhappy with the description of "the brain is not good and there is only muscle left", Sosuke Araki bowed to the other party with full vigor like a younger brother of the polar organization.

"Araki-kun looks very energetic, I don't have to use the gang of violence with me... locomotives are not allowed, how about the technology?"

Atsushi Mitsui looked at Sousuke Araki and seemed very satisfied with his physique.

"I have an exemption for a large two-wheeled vehicle... If I have the skills to ride... I'll know if I don't try it..."

Speaking of this topic, Sosuke Araki's mouth curled into a wicked smile.

"Hey, don't mess around."

Seeing his expression, Higashino Yukihira had a bad premonition.

ten minutes later.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom... woo~~~"

"Alright, alright, alright... My delivery motorcycle can't stand your toss."

Atsushi Mitsui, sweating profusely, stopped Sousuke Araki's "performance".

Just now, this kid asked him for the motorcycle key, and he immediately started burning tires, drifting in place, tail-flicking, and head-turning in the parking lot. Like a street performer, it attracted a lot of passers-by, and there were even people beside him. Applause.

"You really recommended an incredible guy to me..."

Looking at the burnt tires, Mitsui Atsushi complained to Higashino Yukihira.

Complaining is complaining. From his eyes, it is natural to see that Sosuke Araki's motorcycle skills are "professional", not to mention car delivery, I am afraid that it is impeccable to perform stunts.

"Just kidding, this guy is the veteran of the Phoenix Rampage."

Higashino Yukihira was not genuine.

The job he recommended to Sousuke Araki, to put it bluntly, was to deliver food.

"Araki-kun, do you know what is the next rising industry in Japan?"

Back in the office, Atsushi Mitsui, who turned his back to Sosuke Araki in the backlight, started his speech.

"Could it be... a VR action movie with accompanying dolls?"

"Wrong! It's the mobile food delivery industry. Think about it, with the acceleration of the pace of life, the demand for food delivery in urban areas is skyrocketing, and we, as children of destiny, came into being under the tide of this era."

"For takeout, I remember you can also order it on Uber..."

Yukihira Higashino interrupted.

UBER originally entered Japan as a taxi-hailing software, but after its performance suffered from Waterloo, it has a second spring on the pioneering food delivery platform UBEREATS.

As a national food delivery software known as "one bicycle can deliver food", anyone can receive orders on it and earn food delivery fees.

"Don't compare us to those old men who deliver food on foot, we are professional!"

Hearing "UBER", Atsushi Mitsui immediately showed disdain.

Recently, many white-collar workers use the UBER software to deliver food by the way in order to exercise after get off work.

The most extreme thing is that many elderly people over 70 years old, even in line with the principle of exercising, do not even ride bicycles, and start the road of "Buddhist takeaway" on the UBER platform by walking.

I often see the old man strolling around the park with the food he wants to give to the guests.

This has also led to the fact that the delivery speed of the UBER platform is quite slow. Two hours after placing an order, an elderly deliveryman older than your grandfather knocks on your door tremblingly with the food that has long been cold. commonplace.

In contrast, the delivery staff who go out of the front hall are more professional and efficient, and the delivery fee is naturally higher.

"Fill out these forms, and you will officially become a proud member of the Ikebukuro delivery station in Demaekan! You can't lose to those half-hearted white-collar workers who ride bicycles and old men who take a walk to deliver food!"

After introducing the working hours and benefits, Atsushi Mitsui took Sousuke Araki into the job without hesitation.

Sousuke Araki is also very satisfied with the job.

The income is higher than the convenience store, and the time is free. After running for a basic amount of time every day, the rest of the time depends on each person's mood and the more work, the more reward.

"Kun Araki, this is your employee ID number, just bind it to your mobile APP."

After filling out the entry documents, Atsushi Mitsui took out a job number plate with "9527" printed on it and gave it to Sosuke Araki, and then began to teach him how to use the mobile APP to take orders.

After learning to accept orders~www.NovelMTL.com~ Atsushi Mitsui took him to the parking lot to choose a car.

When delivering meals, you must wear the uniform of the front hall and use a motorcycle that is uniformly equipped.

In addition to the reasons for controlling fuel consumption, the company's motorcycle insurance coverage is quite high.

"Hey, an old motorcycle like this can't get up to speed at all... Can't you ride my Sengoku Samurai?"

Looking at the row of "old, weak, sick and disabled" locomotives, Sosuke Araki showed a look of disgust.

"The company has regulations, and in order to save costs, only small-displacement locomotives must be used for distribution."

"Wait... what's that one?"

Sosuke Araki glanced at a locomotive in the corner.

It was a large-displacement heavy-duty locomotive with solid black paint, huge tires, and exaggerated streamlined decoration.

He couldn't take his eyes away from the car he loved.

"Oh, this one, it's the locomotive 'Ghost Jet' that was customized for the recent collaboration with the anime special drama 'Ghost Rider'. It's the only heavy locomotive in the store."

Atsushi Mitsui explained.

"Isn't there still some good stuff, and they look pretty handsome, can I use this one?"

Sosuke Araki rode on the bike and tried it out, and immediately fell in love with this bike, feeling that it was more ferocious than his Sengoku samurai.

"Are you sure? If you want to ride this 'Ghost Jet', it's not impossible... But the company has some rules that are very troublesome and do not add money. Others can't avoid it. Once you choose, you can't go back. "

Atsushi Mitsui confirmed to him.

"A real man has to ride the wildest horse. I can't give in on that."

Sousuke Araki said as he lifted up his short hair handsomely.

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