novelraw Chapter 187 Narumi goes astray [add more updates for leader Silvana! 】
Chapter 187 Narumi goes astray [add more updates for leader Silvana! 】
Chapter 187 Narumi goes astray [add more updates for leader Silvana! 】
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Tokyo
Narumi Ryoma's savings were almost spent.
In just a few days, he found another job. However, Japanese society is strictly hierarchical, especially the upper and lower levels in the workplace. Not to mention the upper and lower levels, the old employees who have been with the same level for a long time can boss around the newcomers, but the newcomers dare not Talking back, I am afraid that I will be given the label of "disrespect for seniors", "undisciplined" and "uneducated", and I will have to live for a year or two, even in a small place.
With Narumi Ryoma's temper, needless to say, the result is needless to say, he was already angry, irritable and bored, he didn't like his senior, because of a small matter, he had a conflict, but fortunately there was no big fight this time, just an irritable quarrel, However, the store manager still apologized to him inappropriately, so he couldn't stay any longer.
The sky and the earth are big, but Narumi Ryoma can't find a place to stay. The previous cronies and friends already knew how desperate he was, so it was okay to come out to play together, but he hesitated when it came to borrowing money and staying overnight.
If this continues, before the remaining money is used up, either go back to Shikoku or ask the master for help.
Before he knew it, Narumi Ryoma was astonished to realize that he had subconsciously walked to the vicinity of Yuefeng High School in Bunkyo District.
Narumi couldn't help being a little envious when he looked at the many youthful peers who came and saw them talking and laughing.
Once upon a time, he was also one of them, staying in a greenhouse that wasn't too warm, but it was still a good place to go.
But now running for a living.
He was carrying his shoulder bag, ready to go somewhere else out of boredom.
A few people bumped into him and called him in surprise.
One of them pointed at Narumi in a white vest in surprise:
"Hey, isn't this Narumi!"
"Narumi?!"
"..."
A few people gathered around, Narumi took a closer look, it was a few friends from the third grade, and subconsciously frowned.
In fact, they were not very familiar, but one was his good friend, and he didn't want to meet familiar people in this situation.
"Narumi!"
The friend's face changed, he didn't expect to see Narumi Ryoma near the school, frowned, stepped forward and pulled Narumi to the side:
"Didn't I tell you last time...Forget it, you come with me!"
"doing what?"
Narumi didn't know why, and followed his friend to the side of the telephone pole.
"Find a job?"
"No."
He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and took a sip sullenly.
"...Didn't I say last time that you don't come to me if you don't have money, but you still found the school..."
The friend complained, and angrily took out three thousand yen scattered from his pocket and stuffed them into his hand:
"Lending you for the last time, don't come to me in the future, take care of yourself."
The friend put the change into Narumi's hand indifferently, and ran all the way to the friends just now against the setting sun. Their shadows gradually faded away, and only Narumi Ryoma, who was alone on the spot, was stunned.
"..."
This is, alms?
Perhaps, Narumi Ryoma saw his friend's slight disgust and impatience because he misunderstood him for pestering him. He held the loose coins tightly and gritted his teeth, but in the end he remained silent. Stuffing the money in your pocket instead of going after it with backbone and throwing it on the ground saying no.
Because he is really short of money now.
For some reason, Narumi Ryoma looked at the students who were chatting and laughing, and felt that their pure school uniforms were so dazzling in his eyes.
He left the area in disgust and continued to wander the streets of Tokyo
……
A few days later
Somewhere in the streets of Tokyo.
Unkempt and somewhat embarrassed, Hai Longma walked for a day and was so exhausted that he was forced to sit on the same street floor as those homeless people he looked down upon.
Seeing a homeless man get up, he sat on the ground wearily, kicking the bowl in front of him angrily.
Some people think that neon is an economic powerhouse, and there are few or no homeless or beggars, but in fact there are still some.
However, because begging in Neon is a petty crime, the number of beggars is relatively small.
A beggar is the one who asks someone for money directly, and a homeless man who is down and out but does not cause trouble to others. He should be sitting in the position of a beggar.
Some people say that neon tramps are poets, why tramps are "poets", because they are actually closer to "frustrated people in life" than "beggars".
In addition to homeless people who have no self-reliance experience and are lazy by nature, there are still some people who cannot adapt to the depressive social atmosphere in Japan.They voluntarily give up and return to the workplace with complex interpersonal relationships.Unwilling to lose oneself, voluntarily choose to be a loser in life.Someone said, "After a year of wandering life, I don't want to go to work step by step, because a life without an alarm clock is a happy life."
People who are not good at interpersonal relationships in Japan will become homeless. They used to be loyal members, qualified leaders, and successful people, but for various reasons...
Of course, Narumi Ryoma didn't pay attention to these things, and looked at the homeless people around with a little disgust. In fact, they were in a good state of mind, and some even sat on the ground with newspapers in their hands and read them carefully.
Narumi Ryoma lowered his head, feeling ashamed to sit here awkwardly.
After a short break, Narumi decided to find a place to rest.
A few thousand yen borrowed by a friend is nothing, after all, in Tokyo, even a small meal costs thousands of yen, and it will be spent quickly.
But before he got up, he heard a crisp 'ding'. He looked up in astonishment, and saw a passing middle-aged man casually throwing a 500 yen coin into the bowl in front of him.
Narumi Ryoma stared down at the bowl.
After 10 minutes, another little boy threw [-] yen in.
One after another, the bowls in front of him accumulated nearly a thousand yen.
It is not a small sum for the current Narumi Ryoma.
Narumi hesitated for a moment, and looked around, but no one was staring at him specifically, even if there were, they were indifferent, like looking at a tramp with disgust.
After struggling for a moment, Narumi Ryoma hesitantly grabbed the thousand yen coin and held it in his hand.
For him now, this is not a small amount of money, it is enough for him to have a few meals when he is empty.
From the corner of his eye, he saw that the homeless man was about to come back not far away, Narumi Ryoma's expression changed, he subconsciously stuffed the coin into his pocket, and left in a hurry.
Then, under the strange eyes of the convenience store clerk, Narumi bought a box of instant noodles and ham in embarrassment, soaked a bowl in the convenience store, and ate it hungrily.
Then he carried his shoulder bag contentedly, and it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. He wandered to a bridge hole, and the hotel could not afford to live in it temporarily. He was here for the past few days...
Narumi's complexion changed, a homeless man took a good position in the bridge hole that he occupied in the past few days.
It was also very cold in the bridge hole at night, and only this corner was protected from the wind, so I could barely sleep.
He called the tramp stiffly to get up.
"There's a place next to it, so why don't you go somewhere?" said the homeless man in his 40s, curling his lips.
"Get up!"
Narumi grabbed his neck and threw it away impatiently, not listening to what he had to say.
Seeing that Narumi was strong and strong, the other party changed his face, didn't say anything, moved away without saying a word, and hid in another corner.
"This position is so good, I will let it to you?"
Seeing a wild dog lying beside him, Narumi frowned and kicked at the stench.
"Everyone is worthy of robbing me?"
Narumi Ryoma took out the bedding from the bag and laid it on the cold muddy floor, pulling his neck viciously: "Ha, you are far behind..."
The wild dog fled in embarrassment with a whimper, and the homeless man huddled in a corner silently, indifferent.
The huge bridge hole is empty and lonely, only the cold wind howls past.
The complacent Narumi Ryoma's smile suddenly froze, and his mood fell to the bottom.
He lay on the bedroll mocking himself, tossing and turning, his eyes suddenly turned red.
It turned out that he could only compete with tramps and wild dogs to prove his strength.
……
the corner of a certain day
The penniless Narumi Ryomakuai is no different from a homeless man, his unkempt appearance has not been cleaned for a few days, and his strong body odor is as disgusting as a beggar.
He dragged his exhausted body and looked blankly. When passing by a certain alley, he found someone dumping expired food.
Narumi's eyes lit up immediately, he hesitated for a moment, and began to writhe in the trash can with a stick.
It really made him find a few expired biscuit packaging bags, gobbled them up, and casually unscrewed a little mineral water left to go with it.
The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the cold evening wind was blowing, Narumi Ryoma's little self-esteem drove him to squat in the shadow of the alley to eat.
Greedily sucking the biscuit crumbs on his fingertips, barely eating enough to regain some strength.
"call……"
He let out a long sigh of relief. He had barely managed to survive the past few days. When he was hungry or thirsty, he went to look through the trash can, and at night he went back to rest under the bridge. He felt that his self-esteem was slowly collapsing, and he even considered whether to go to the customs If he is a cowherd in the shop, maybe he should go back to his hometown in Shiguo in desperation.
There were few people in this dark alley, but at this moment there were noisy movements, Narumi Ryoma glanced at them, rested with his hands on his stomach, and ignored them.
There were shrill screams and the sound of swords colliding with metal, getting closer and closer.
More than a dozen men in flowered shirts held clubs, knives and sticks and drove two fleeing men in. Although there were a large number of men, the opponent's fearless viciousness wanted to bite and peel people, and the narrow alleyway suddenly became chaotic. lump.
"Damn it, where is the smelly beggar, get out!"
A rogue in a flowered shirt who was pushed and shoved accidentally tripped over Narumi's legs, gave a 'tui' in disgust, kicked Narumi Ryoma aggressively, and surrounded him without hesitation, without looking He glanced.
"..."
Narumi stayed in the corner to rest obediently, never thought that he would suddenly suffer an unreasonable disaster, and it would not be uncomfortable to be kicked in the lower abdomen, but what made him even more angry was that this guy regarded him as a beggar and a tramp. Burned the grievance and resentment suppressed in my heart these days.
"go to hell!"
Narumi struggled to get up, rushed forward and kicked his lower back, there was a click, which was heart-numbing, accompanied by his howling and screaming, it was as if his waist was broken, and he snatched it without saying a word. The long knife in Guo Qi's hand cut it down pre-emptively!
Even the gangsters in flowered shirts who besieged the two of them were stunned. They didn't realize that they were injured by this guy who appeared out of nowhere until the blood spattered!
Can you bear it?
When several knives, guns and sticks were thrown head-on, Narumi, who was caught off guard, died immediately. Unexpectedly, this aroused his ruthlessness. The moment he grasped the long knife, the familiar skills of the past returned, staring at his eyes like copper bells, he roared With a loud slash, with the help of the two hunted people, the ferocious fight of the three of them forced back the dozen or so aggrieved people, leaving a mess on the ground.
"call……"
Narumi didn't feel well either, with multiple hangs and tattered clothes, he was extremely embarrassed, and the three panting heavily looked at each other in embarrassment.
"what's your name?"
The middle-aged man in his thirties stared at Narumi with a deep voice, his face was savage and ferocious without anger and prestige. At this time, he viciously 'tui' on the ground, looking at the worthy man in front of him. Brave young man.
"Narumi Ryoma."
Under the bright moonlight, Narumi, whose face was covered in blood, stood dully on the ground. When he caught a glimpse of the bloody tattoo on his chest, he froze for a moment, and replied subconsciously.
"Thanks. Nowhere to go?"
"Um……"
"Come with me first."
The middle-aged man clutched his injured forehead and ordered casually, and walked out of the alley wearily. Not long after, several cars drove up, and a dozen fierce men got out of the car and respectfully called "Brother". Frowning, he waved to Narumi to let him get into the car.
【The other party is not an ordinary person】
Obviously, seeing the tattoos on these people's arms and chests, as well as their fierce appearance, Narumi could probably guess their identities.
Narumi hesitated and struggled, thinking of the suffocating life in the daily life, spat out the blood froth fiercely, clenched his fists and followed without hesitation.
He felt his chance had come.
(End of this chapter)