Japanese big things

It is midsummer, the sun is scorching, the scorching sun is scorching the earth, and the scorching heat is like a steamer. The branches and leaves on the trees hang their heads, as if they cannot bear such strong light and heat, and look depressed.

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There are only a few pedestrians on the street, and it feels empty. The few figures are also walking in a hurry, with no intention of staying at all. The scene that used to be relatively prosperous seems to have become worse under the dual test of the scorching sun and scorching heat.

It’s a lot more desolate.

The seaside is not far away, and a sea breeze will blow from time to time. The coolness and comfort that should be felt are mixed with the scorching heat, making people feel warm. It makes people feel a bit unbearable.

It’s even more like the illusion of having a kotatsu on a sunny day.

"Ogi-san, bring me a bottle of Coke."

Before anyone entered the store, a young man's voice came in first. Following a kicking and slamming sound, the owner of the voice broke into the small store.

"Is this Nakamura-san, back from the seaside again?"

The owner of the small shop is Ogissan, who is in his fifties. Probably because of overwork, his silver hair is quite conspicuous. He was immersed in reading the newspaper when he suddenly heard a sound at the door of the shop.

So I subconsciously raised my head.

The young man who appeared in front of Oji-san was Nakamura-san. He was wearing a T-shirt, a pair of cropped pants, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet. Together with his bright black eyes, he formed a figure.

He looks like a cheerful young boy.

"Is there anything special about the beach? You've been going to the beach a lot recently, very frequently, and it feels quite strange."

Ogissan was obviously very familiar with this boy. While he was saying hello and chatting, he stood up and took out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator next to him, and then handed it directly to the other person's hand skillfully.

"That's not true. I just want to enjoy the sea breeze. It's quite boring to stay at home all the time."

The boy took out his wallet from his pocket, then pulled out a Noguchi Hideyo and placed it at the cashier in front of Ogi-san. Because the 1,000 yen banknote had Noguchi's face printed on it, Noguchi Hideyo also referred to 1,000 yen.

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"That's true... However, the seaside is actually quite boring. They are all places that I have seen since I was a child. After living there for decades, I have long been tired of seeing them and have no feeling at all. There are only those who come from out of town.

Only tourists who are young will be interested in the seaside. It’s just a sea area without any changes. I really don’t know what to see.”

Putting away the Hideyo Noguchi card, Ogissan buried his head in finding change. His tone was full of emotion, and he didn't stop talking. First he agreed with the young man's words, and then he kept complaining about the dull life here.

And boring.

"Well, how should I put it? For people who don't live by the sea, the sea has always been a place they yearn for."

Ogissan's words made sense, and the boy's heart was full of recognition for a while. Although when he first went to the beach, he also carried a yearning for the sea. But recently, he often ran to the beach, and the frequency became so frequent, even though

After a short period of time, that feeling of longing began to slowly fade away.

"What you said seems to be right... It's probably like Tokyo. For us country people, Tokyo is very prosperous and longing for. But for locals in Tokyo, it is probably commonplace and has long been tired of seeing it.

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Changing the perspective and thinking about it from his perspective, Ogissan agreed with the young man's thoughts. After living in a place for decades and becoming familiar with the plants and trees nearby, no matter who he is, he must have a feeling of boredom.<

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"It should be about the same...goodbye."

The young man smiled, took the change from Ogissan's hand, and put it into his wallet. Then he said hello and walked outside, planning to leave.

"By the way, wait a minute, Nakamura-san."

As if remembering something, Ogisang suddenly stopped the boy. He turned around, lowered his head, bent over and searched in the corner of the cabinet at the back, then took out an envelope-shaped item and placed it at the cash register.

On stage.

"I almost forgot, there is your express delivery, it seems to be sent from Kanazawa City."

Pointing to the envelope on the table, Ogissan said happily: "I was chatting with you just now, and I almost forgot about it while we were chatting."

"It's okay...thank you."

It was just a trivial matter, and the boy didn't care much about it. After thanking him, he reached for the envelope and looked at the recipient. Nakamura Masahiro, this is his name, and it is indeed a courier addressed to him.

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As I walked out of the shop, a billowing heat wave hit me. From the coolness inside the shop to the scorching heat outside, the temperature difference switched instantly, and a feeling of heat arose spontaneously. I subconsciously unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle, and Nakamura Masahiro gave me a happy expression.

I drank freely and drank almost half the bottle in one go.

When the cold Coke entered his mouth, a refreshing feeling filled his whole body. Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but burped. He screwed the bottle cap back on and held the bottle with his elbow. Nakamura Masahiro moved forward slowly,

I found the sender's information on the envelope, Chaizhou Koide located in Xianglinfang, Kanazawa City.

"It seems that my advertising work should be used. In that case, the bonus for recruiting advertising should be in the envelope, right?"

Nakamura Masahiro murmured and made some guesses, and finally decided to open the envelope and take a look. After all, guesses can only be guesses. If they are not confirmed, everything is just imagination.

After tearing off the seal, Nakamura Masahiro opened the envelope. The first thing he saw was Fukuzawa Yukichi's head, which is the character printed on the yen-denomination banknotes. Although half of his body was still hidden inside the envelope, he couldn't fully see it.

But this familiar feeling cannot be erased.

After all, he has several Fukuzawa Yukichi in his wallet. Since they meet every day, this familiarity is almost engraved in his bones. Other things may not be so familiar, but everyone’s favorite Fukuzawa Yukichi is definitely the most special.

Exists.

Taking out Fukuzawa Yukichi from the envelope, Nakamura Masahiro counted them. There were 20 in total, which was 200,000 yen. Although the bonus for recruiting advertisements was only so much, it was not a huge sum, but after all, it was close to the local area.

The monthly income standard for ordinary people.

For Masahiro Nakamura, 200,000 yen is not too little. He originally had the mentality of giving it a try. It would be best to win a prize, but it doesn’t matter if he fails to win. Now that he has received the prize, what else do he need for a bicycle?

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Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another page of paper inside the envelope. Out of curiosity, Masahiro Nakamura took it out and took a look. There was a lot of dense fonts written on it, and he felt dizzy just looking at it. He scanned ten lines quickly.

After reading it once, the specific content is very simple to summarize.

The other party means that the advertising effect is very good, and they plan to extend the original promotion area from Ishikawa Prefecture to the entire Hokuriku region. If possible, they will also consider expanding it to the entire Japan. Of course, corresponding compensation will also be given to Masahiro Nakamura

Some.

However, even if there is some compensation, it should not be too much. After all, this advertising work is a recruitment type, and the other party has already paid the bonus. In theory, the ownership of this advertisement already belongs to the other party. If you are really stingy, one

Not even a cent of compensation was given, so Nakamura Masahiro could only stare blankly.

Pouring his lips, Nakamura Masahiro tore the envelope and the page into pieces, and then threw them into the corresponding trash can when passing by a convenience store. Along the outside of the shopping street, Nakamura Masahiro walked around the Anno Hotel in turn.

I went to the Hokuriku Chunichi News Kinseki Shopping Center, and then passed through the narrow alleys filled with izakayas, before finally returning to my home near Kinishi Nishi 3-chome.

"I'm back."

After entering the house and changing his shoes at the entrance, Masahiro Nakamura yelled out of habit. Originally, he did not have this habit, but due to the influence of life factors, he gradually developed this habit.

"Onii-chan, did you bring me a gift?"

A little girl's voice came out from the room, and then her figure appeared in Nakamura Masahiro's sight. She was short, with a pair of big watery eyes on her fleshy face, and she wore a long pink t-shirt.

The dress, combined with the ball head on the little head, is completely kawaii and cute.

"Uh, sorry, Meihui, I didn't bring a gift today."

Looking at the kawaii cute creature trotting up to him, his eyes full of expectation, Nakamura Masahiro felt a sense of guilt in his heart. He didn't know how to answer, and it seemed that he couldn't use lame excuses to coax Meihui.

After thinking about it for a while, Masahiro Nakamura knelt down, reached out and rubbed his sister's little head lovingly, and coaxed in a soothing tone: "Next time, remember to bring a gift to Meihui next time."

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"Onii-chan, lying to others is wrong."

With her small mouth pouted, the little girl looked aggrieved, and something crystal seemed to be surging in her watery eyes. Looking at this posture, she might cry, which made Masahiro Nakamura a little unable to resist.
"Onii-chan will never lie to Meihui. Meihui, you have to trust Onii-chan."

Smiling at Mihui, Nakamura Masahiro hugged his sister and made a promise in a sworn tone. Don't worry about whether something will go wrong later, anyway, it is right to comfort his sister Mihui first.

"But, you said the same thing last time."

Nakamura Masahiro's words still had an effect, Mihui hugged his neck directly. However, there was still doubt in her tone, and she exposed Nakamura Masahiro's background.

Because Nakamura Masahiro often brings some small gifts to Meihui when he goes home, so she has developed full expectations. However, it is not always possible to remember it, and occasional oversights are inevitable.

Although these negligences were not caused intentionally by Masahiro Nakamura, but were accidentally forgotten sometimes, the impression left on his sister Mie was full of suspicion of a bad record.

For Meihui, who is still a child, perhaps other aspects are forgotten in a flash and she may not be able to remember anything. But she often cares about such things, and the depth and longevity of her memory can also be called a gift.

"Isn't that Onii-chan's forgotten? People will inevitably forget things sometimes. Mihui, are you right?"

Nakamura Masahiro was a little embarrassed and quickly found a very reasonable reason for himself. He was afraid that his sister would be entangled in this matter again, so he changed the topic and said: "Where is Odo-san? He hasn't come back yet?"

"Odosang said he had work to do, so he hurried out."

Curling up in Masahiro Nakamura's arms, Meihui leaned her little head tightly against his shoulder and whispered: "Onii-chan, I miss my mother."