Reborn In Tokyo After Picking Up Sayu Who Ran Away From Home

   Chapter 382 Small Wallet

   "Hey, can you be my wallet? President~"

   Kato Yusuke reached out and picked up the glass on the dressing table, then was silent for a while, and said coldly: "Go down, don't block me."

   "Oh~..."

  Xinjoka pouted, but knelt down obediently, watching him drink and watch TV.

   "Can I do anything else?"

  “…”

   Yusuke did not respond. Holding the glass in his left hand and propping his right arm on the armrest, he returned to the posture of watching TV with his face slanted. He only occasionally took a sip of wine and looked a little drowsy.

  Xinjo Xiang pursed his lips and smiled, feeling that he had the answer.

  …

   TV is playing "Tom and Jerry".

   Accompanied by happy and lively music, Jerry, who was chased by Tom, ran to a stage and got into a black cloth bag, hoping to avoid Tom.

   The next second, Tom, who was following, appeared on the screen.

  He first rummaged around.

  Look here for a while, look there for a while.

   Pick up the bricks on the ground for a while, and turn over the lawn on the ground for a while.

   but got nothing.

   Finally, he turned his attention to the black cloth bag on the table, and his face gradually revealed a sinister smile.

   He tiptoed to the table, stretched his white hands to the cloth bag, squeezed the zipper with his fingers, slowly opened it, and then yanked the bag to the sides.

  I thought that a panicked Jerry would run out of it, but what appeared in front of him was a cold metal bat.

   Before he could react, the bat hit his face hard, making a close contact with Tom's face.

   Countless gold stars appeared on Tom's head, spinning.

   He shook his body, and finally fell to the ground dizzy as if he was drunk.

   Hahaha.

  The initiator, Jerry, took the opportunity to escape, ran into the water pipe outside the house in a panic, and fled into the house.

   "You mean president..." Shinjoka said, "Why don't you buy wine yourself?"

   Kato Yusuke took a sip of wine, his body gradually warmed, and he replied lightly: "I can't buy it."

   "Hmm?"

  “…”

   "Puha, shouldn't you be, you just went there during the day?"

  “…”

   "Huh~ Did I guess it?" Shinjoka looked up at him, eating her lolipop, and couldn't help but giggled.

   "You are so cute, that kind of plain love... Of course, you have to wait until 3 or 4 in the morning, especially the kind of store that is sleepy enough to doze off~ um."

   Her voice was muffled, as if she had a cold.

   Kato Yusuke ignored her and lightly touched her head with a glass after drinking.

   "Go and pour."

   "Huh? Now?" Shinjoka asked suspiciously, but was bumped on the head again.

"go."

   "Oh~..."

   So she took the cup and moved to the table again.

   "There are not many ice cubes, do you want to add more?"

"add."

   "Where's the soda?"

   A brief silence.

"add."

   "Is it still the way to drink Highball?"

"Half and half."

   "Hmm~ I know."

  Xinjo Xiang giggled, rubbed her slightly sour and red smiling face, and followed the instructions obediently.

   clack clack.

   First filled the glass with enough ice cubes, then poured half of the Yamazaki 12 and iced soda water separately, and stirred them half a circle with a stirring rod to make them blend.

   She looked at the slightly bubbling amber liquid, nodded with satisfaction, then thought about it and asked, "Can I change a dress? President."

"I am going out?"

   "No~ just sit down, I'll be fine soon."

   Kato Yusuke didn't respond, he just clicked his chin indistinctly.

  Xinjo Xiang nodded happily, turned his hands behind his back, adjusted his back and shoulders, then took out a pure white tattooed chest from the hem of his short sleeves and placed it on the bed.

   "Call..."

   She exhaled lightly, and her whole body felt much more relaxed.

   Then he reached out and picked up two strawberry jelly from the table, tore the package, and ate it into his mouth. The young face became slightly bulging because of this, but he didn't chew.

   Then he returned to Yusuke with the glass and sat down again.

   "Hmm~ President."

  “…”

   Kato Yusuke took the cup, glanced at her, and continued watching TV.

   In the picture, Tom and Jerry are still fighting, and the battlefield of the two has shifted to the table on Christmas Eve, where countless sumptuous dishes are placed.

   Tom found two semi-circular lids out of nowhere and put Jerry inside with a puff, but only caught Jerry's tail and his body was still exposed.

  Tom didn't care about it either, and immediately held the lid to his mouth, opened his mouth, and swallowed Jerry's "Haha".

   Kato Yusuke sat up slightly and watched as Jerry's partner, the little mouse, rescued him from Tom's mouth. The two little guys bounced onto the elastic jelly and fell into it.

   He took a deep breath, took a big mouthful of the special note, and swallowed it whole.

   Then he turned his head and glanced out the window, and uttered a deep sigh at the gradually deepening night.

   "Go deeper."

  The night did not respond to him, only the cold bright moon hung high in the night sky, staring at him faintly.

   He absentmindedly reached out his hand towards the bright white moon high in the sky, as if speculating the distance from him, and saw the scar on his hand in the next second.

   then put down his hand weakly and touched the head of the person in front of him, as if to praise him.

  The animation on the TV is still playing, and the cheerful music renders the humor of the animated characters, rhythmically rising and falling together.

  Squeeze, breathing, and from downstairs—the clamor of the men staggering.

  Everything is mixed together and keeps ringing in my ears.

   Thousands of houses are brightly lit, but no one shines on him.

   There seems to be a barrier invisible to the naked eye that divides the world in two.

   Kato Yusuke couldn't help but start thinking.

   He felt that if his memory was also erased, he might feel better.

   But in fact he became an observer, like no matter how many possibilities and parallels there are, in the end, only what he observes will prevail.

   is always excluded.

   While enjoying special treatment, nothing can be changed.

   He rubbed the girl's silky short hair, the corners of his mouth raised a sinister and indifferent smile, then drank the wine in the glass, put the glass aside, and pressed his hand slightly.

   The body's deeper warmth under the influence of the alcohol enveloped him.

   Puyo, puff.

  The cartoon characters on the TV made a squeezing or squeezing sound, and they kept sticking their tongues out, which seemed very funny, as if mocking him.

   After a while.

   His pupils were briefly out of focus, but they recovered immediately, becoming silent and deep again.

   "Cough cough..."

Xin Tiaoxiang, who was sitting on the ground, looked up and looked at him puzzled for a while, thinking that it was time to add wine again, so he pulled up the hem of his short sleeves and stood up, reached for the glass beside him, but was pulled by him. fell into his arms.

   Kato Yusuke lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "After eating, talk."

   Xin Tiaoxiang covered her mouth and smiled, moved her mouth up and down a few times, swallowed the strawberry jelly with a "gudu", and then blinked her eyes, only to feel that this brand of jelly still smells of milk.

   "Don't you want to drink? President~"

   She giggled, reached out and hugged his furry head, put her ear to her ear and said triumphantly, "In this way, we are accomplices~"

   Kato Yusuke was silent, his pitch-black eyes were dim.

   Shinjoka continued: "Whether it's this room or anything else, no other opposite **** has come in except you? President~?"

   After more than ten seconds.

   Kato Yusuke reached out and pushed her away.

  “?”

   Shinjoka frowned slightly and was about to say something...

   "Go and turn off the TV."

   A low and calm voice came out of Yusuke's mouth.

  “…Oh~”

   She turned to turn off the TV.

Snapped.

The sound of    switch closing sounded in the room.

   The TV dimmed at the same time as the lights.

"what?"

"come over."

  In the darkness, Shinjoka smiled slyly, and then walked towards her "small purse".

   Another sleepless night with torrential rain and wanton behavior...

  In the bar on the first floor, the men and women were still drinking and drinking, full of laughter and laughter, and had no idea of ​​all this.

   He doesn't hear what's going on outside the window, and he only craves what's in the cup.

   (the Easter egg chapter of last month's monthly pass is uploaded to the group today)

  …

   The next morning.

   When the dark sky had not woken up from its slumber, the sparrows had already started chirping.

   Kato Yusuke sat beside the bed, staring blankly at the unfamiliar room for a while, gradually becoming conscious.

   took out the phone and glanced at it, the date and time displayed on it are:

  Sunday, 6:15.

   Then put away the phone again and stood up.

   Pick up your own clothes from several places and start dressing.

   The whole process took about five minutes, and it was all dressed up.

   He glanced at the bedside, swept over the half-covered ketone body, then raised his foot to the door, opened the lock, opened the door, and walked out.

   He closed the door and walked down the stairs quietly.

  huh...huh...

  In the dimly lit bar, a woman was sleeping on the bar, and the guests from last night had disappeared.

  The air was filled with a strong smell of wine.

   He didn't disturb the other party, just walked out of the room in the dark, walked through the corridor, and came to the entrance.

   took out his sneakers from the shoe cabinet, put them on his feet, and then opened the door and walked out of the house.

   A murky but cool air came oncoming.

   Kato Yusuke lightly bumped against the door and walked towards the station on the same road he had come from yesterday.

   Kabukicho in the early morning is extraordinarily quiet, and there is hardly any activity on the main street, showing the opposite side of the lively night.

   On the streets full of rubbish, many middle-aged men in suits are leaning on telephone poles or lying on the ground, sleeping soundly on the street without any image at all, as if they can't feel the increasing autumn feeling at all.

   From this, it is not difficult to understand why in today's society, incidents of people freezing to death on the street still occur from time to time.

   For most Japanese men, having a drink after get off work is not only their way to decompress, but also an essential part of society and the workplace.

   Even if he really freezes to death on the street, as long as he buys insurance, his family will get a financial compensation that is enough to live in peace, so as not to have the kind of situation where his wife and children cannot survive after passing away.

   On the other hand, perhaps it is precisely because of the existence of this insurance that many people who are forced into a corner by life choose to commit suicide after seeing no hope, and thus leave a sum of money for their families.

   As long as you don’t choose to lie on the track, you will be compensated smoothly in the end. Otherwise, if the traffic is paralyzed, even if you get compensation, you will be claimed by the railway company.

   As a country with a high suicide rate in the world, the reason why this happens in Japan, in addition to the huge social pressure, is also related to the beauty of "decaying things" advocated by the literary world.

   Kato Yusuke has always disagreed with this kind of morbid aesthetics, but he will not comment on it, but more of a cold-hearted observation.

   He walked silently on the road, watching the wild cat rummaging through the garbage, and swept across the face of a little black cat with a fishbone in his mouth.

   And the little black cat also glanced at him lightly, then lowered his head and licked the remaining flesh on the fishbone indifferently, wagging his black and shiny tail behind him.

   One person and one cat went against this, gradually increasing the distance.

   Fragments of some memories flashed through my mind.

   Kato Yusuke suddenly stopped and turned to look again.

   Beneath the trash can a little distance away, the little black cat was licking his claws and looking at him with a pair of green vertical pupils.

   "Wow meow?"

   The black cat opened its mouth and barked, as if asking what to look at?

   Kato Yusuke thought for a while, then called out, "...Little black?"

   The other party didn't respond to this, just glanced at him coldly, and at the same time stretched out his claws to hold the fishbone in front of him, and his tail stood up alertly.

   Kato Yusuke simply squatted down and said, "Wow?"

   The little black cat was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to be provoked, the hair all over his body stood up, his slender body bowed into a full moon, and he made a long and thin shrill cry.

   "Wow--!!"

  ‘Exchange for dried fish. ’

  ‘Successful exchange of dried fish will deduct 10 points. ’

   Tear.

   Yusuke tore open the package, grabbed a handful of dried fish from the inside, put it in the palm of his hand, and hooked the little black cat.

   "Come here, please eat small dried fish."

   "Um meow meow?"

   The little black cat tilted its head, and the end of its tail turned from upright to slightly curved downwards, and its voice was a little less sharp and a little sweeter.

   He sat on the ground with his body upright, his tail twirling left and right behind him, but he didn't move.

   Kato Yusuke stared at him for a while, then stood up, turned and left.

   Just took two steps…

   "Wow!"

   There was a sudden feeling of being tugged on his back, and then his shoulders suddenly became heavy, and a furry head suddenly pressed against his face.

   Kato Yusuke turned his face, looked at the green cat's eyes, then raised his hand and sent a small piece of dried fish over.

   "You smell so bad."

   "Meow Meow~"

   The little black cat ate and wobbled its tail.

   "Want to go home with me?"

"Meow."

   "One sound means 'good', right?"

   The little black cat didn't respond, but he didn't get off his shoulder either.

   Kato Yusuke looked around and saw the Don Quixote that was open 24 hours a day, so he raised his feet and walked over there.

  …

   Thank you [Black Sky Tribulation Power] and [Even World No. 1] for their rewards.

   (end of this chapter)