I teach kendo in Tokyo

At that moment, Shigeru Ikeda remembered the words of the barber shop manager: "It is difficult for a prodigal to turn back. Your past and the causes and consequences you have already done will not let you go just because you change your mind.

"They will follow you like a shadow."

Immediately afterwards, Shigeru Ikeda saw the store manager looking at him with complicated eyes.

At this time, someone pushed the door open and entered the store.

It was Onishi, Nange's "banchou", a giant man with a height of 1.9 meters - looking at his figure, you can't help but think that the nutritional policies implemented by the Japanese government to increase the height of the entire population are really effective.

The mountain-like Onishi held a metal bat in his hand, with blood stains still on it.

A group of guys wearing Nange uniforms followed Da Ni and poured into the convenience store.

"Hey, isn't this Amao? How come Ming Qingao's ace captain appears at the counter of the convenience store?" Onishi obviously knew why Ikeda Shigeru was working part-time, so he pretended to be confused.

Suddenly, he patted his head with the bloody bat: "Ah! I understand! You are robbing, right? That must be the case! Hey, clerk! Take out all the money quickly! Don't you know who this is? ? This is the little bully known throughout the Geshi District!"

Shigeru Ikeda yelled at Onishi: "Onishi! Stop farting!"

"Really? Do you want to tell me that you are working here?" Daxi looked back at his brothers, "Listen, Mingqing's Amao said that he is working! Do you believe it?"

"That's weird!" A monster wearing a shabby "special attack suit" from whom he didn't know where he got it laughed. "For the money from part-time work, I only need to blackmail a few young masters! No, with Amao With your reputation, even if you don’t want to blackmail me, there will be young masters who offer you money, just to be able to show off and follow you!"

"That's right, who knows how to work!"

"Only those with a broken brain would do something as funny as part-time work!"

Ikeda Shigetetsu's face was green, and he was thinking anxiously about how to solve the problem in front of him - how to solve the problem in front of him as a "good person".

By the way, even good people can use force, right?

"Master and Craftsman" - well, not Master and Craftsman, isn't that Kiryu Kazuma using force to punish evil and promote good? Just like a real Kamen Rider.

If he were a "Master Craftsman", he would have pulled out his wooden sword, beaten these bastards, and thrown them out one by one. That must be like this!

Shigeru Ikeda came to this conclusion and started looking for something that could be used as a weapon...

But at this time, Mr. Nakagawa rushed out of the staff room and shouted: "I have called the police! The police will be here soon!"

The store manager gave Mr. Nakagawa a helpless look and said, "I pressed the emergency alarm button when these people came in. The patrol should be here soon."

As a large chain store and a store in Tokyo, the store is equipped with closed-circuit television and one-touch alarm devices, which are still rare items today.

Mr. Nakagawa told Shigeru Ikeda these things on the day he joined the company.

But Shigeru Ikeda completely forgot.

Now, he suddenly felt relieved.

——Yes, good people can call the police.

——I have been a bad boy for so long that I have forgotten even this kind of thing.

Delinquents generally have a bad impression of the police, and they basically forget that the police have a bounden duty to protect the lives of ordinary people.

As soon as he finished speaking, the delinquent boy who was showing off outside the convenience store rushed in: "Here comes the note!"

Onishi was speechless, picked up a pack of paper towels from the shelf, tore it open, wiped the blood on the metal bat, and then threw the bloody paper in front of the injured Asano.

Then two patrolmen riding bicycles with lights arrived. Seeing this posture, the patrolman walking behind immediately started using the walkie-talkie to request reinforcements.

The patrol officer in front got out of the car, carefully maintaining a distance, with one hand pulling out the baton with a protective rope from his waist, and with the other hand pressing the gun on his waist.

"Don't move! Police! Put down your weapons!" The police's shout came through the slightly open door of the convenience store.

Onishi stared at Ikeda Shigeru, the smile on his face was as bright as when he first came in.

But he didn't say much, as if the current situation didn't require him to say much.

He turned around and raised the bat above his head like a surrendering soldier: "We won't resist! We're coming out!"

Then Onishi led a group of Nange's bad boys out of the store.

At this time, Miura came up to Shigeru Ikeda and said apologetically: "We just wanted to come and see how you were doing at work, but we met Onishi and the others halfway, so we had to do this."

Irie said angrily: "This Onishi must have gotten the information, he is here to find you!"

Shigeru Ikeda ignored the two former friends and bowed to the store manager: "I'm sorry! I've caused you trouble!"

The store manager looked complicated, pursed his lips and said nothing.

At this time, a police officer came in, holding a gun in one hand and a baton in the other, and said to the bad boys in the store: "You guys should get out too! Those who participated in the fight should go to the police station to take notes!"

Miura looked at Shigeru Ikeda, then helped the injured Asano limp toward the door.

Irie looked at Shigeru Ikeda meaningfully and followed the steps of his two companions.

The policeman stared at Ikeda and shouted angrily: "And you! Get out of here!"

Shigeru Ikeda was a little nervous at this time and almost shouted to the police officer, but the store manager said: "This is our store clerk. Although he knew both parties of the fight, he did not participate in the fight. The surveillance over there recorded the whole process." Come down and you can testify."

The police officer looked at the surveillance camera and nodded: "I understand. Thank you for your cooperation. Depending on the situation, someone may come to extract surveillance evidence later. Please be careful not to delete it."

"I understand." The store manager bowed to the police officer, "Thank you for your hard work."

The police officer didn't respond. He looked at Shigeru Ikeda again, his eyes full of distrust.

Then the officer left.

Shigeru Ikeda bowed deeply to the store manager: "I'm sorry. Also, thank you for your help just now."

The store manager sighed, took out the cigarette case from his pocket to get cigarettes, and then saw the no-smoking sign on the wall.

So he said to Mr. Nakagawa: "Nakagawa, please look at the counter for a while and wipe the blood on the floor."

"Yes." Mr. Nakagawa nodded.

The store manager walked into the staff room.

Shigeru Ikeda felt that he should follow him, because the store manager obviously seemed to have something to say.

He glanced at Mr. Ukawa, who gestured to him, asking him to follow him.

So Ikeda Shigeru also entered the staff room. He looked at the staff closet that he had only used for a day, and he felt a sense of reluctance for some reason.

This reluctance reminded him of what he might face in the future.

But... maybe the store manager...

With anxiety and hope, Shigeru Ikeda pushed open the employee door of the staff room at the back of the store.

The store manager was squatting next to the trash can behind the store in a standard Asian squatting posture. The sparks on the cigarette hanging from his lips flickered in the dim light of the back alley.

"When you came to apply for the job," the store manager started, "I thought this might be what happened."