Rebirth Turn of the Century

On the evening of October 2, Tokyo, Meiji Street.

This is a noisy izakaya. Some off-duty company employees form their own small groups in twos and threes, chatting loudly together. It is estimated that more than half of their pressure in the workplace is mixed with alcohol in the izakaya. Volatile.

In the corner of this izakaya, two small tables were arranged, and a very young young man and a not very young young man sat respectively.

The very young man was Zhao Song, and he looked around furtively at this moment. After making sure that no one noticed her side, she turned her head and glanced at the not very young young man next to her.

Then, while everyone was not paying attention, he poured out a handful of Bawei Dihuang pills from the medicine box and stuffed them into his mouth. Swallowed it with ice cold draft beer.

"Ahem..." Zhao Song coughed twice because he swallowed too fast.

After clearing his throat, Zhao Song looked around again and saw that no one was paying attention to him. Then he greeted the not-so-young young man beside him: "Hey, are you alone?"

The not-so-young young man looked around blankly, then pointed at Zhao Song and pointed at himself.

Zhao Song nodded.

The young man also nodded.

Zhao Song spoke the island Mandarin he was not familiar with and said, "Together?"

When the young man heard this, there was a trace of joy in his eyes, and he quickly brought the food and wine from his own table to Zhao Song's.

Not sociable, this is a typical otaku, Zhao Song nodded secretly, this is the person he is looking for.

"Oh, sell me, Namawana, you!"

This man is so rude, the young man frowned secretly. But he still replied: "Tomiro Yoshikawa."

"Piercing the crotch (Cantonese transliteration)!?" Zhao Song looked at the young man's lower body in disbelief, and repeated in doubt.

The young man didn't show the center on his face this time, but he still said politely: "Tomiro Yoshikawa."

Seemingly seeing the displeasure on Yoshikawa Tomiro's face, Zhao Song quickly said, "My name is Zhao Song. I come from the Zhonghua family. I'm not very good at the island language, and I can't master the style of respect. Please forgive me."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Song looked at him nervously, but if he showed any other emotions, this chance meeting would be considered as over.

Yoshikawa Tomiro showed a relieved look, and said with a smile: "Hello, Zhao Songsang."

Honorifics?

Zhao Song raised his head, looked seriously at the islander who was obviously older than himself, and replied solemnly, "Hello, Yoshikawa-san."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Song raised his glass, "Ding~" as soon as he touched Tomiro Yoshikawa, he drank it in one mouthful.

"What does Yoshikawa-san do?"

"Industrial Management."

Zhao Song raised his eyebrows, "Intern?"

Yoshikawa Tomiro shook his head, "It's past the intern."

"Then you..." Zhao Song pointed to the small group in the izakaya and asked suspiciously.

Yoshikawa Furo smiled bitterly, and said: "I used to be ignorant, and I didn't go when I was called, but now no one calls me."

Zhao Song nodded to express his understanding, then smiled and raised his glass: "I think it's better to hold our second meeting (Note 1) in a bar."

Yoshikawa Tomiro was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "I know a place where the atmosphere is very good..."

Zhao Song waved his hand and interrupted Fulang Yoshikawa: "Kabucho!"

"Of course!" Tomiro Yoshikawa had an inexplicable look on his face, as if he had found a like-minded friend, "Only Kabukicho!" Tomiro Yoshikawa said firmly.

…………..

Kakacho 1st Street is the most famous red light district in Tokyo. It is the most lively after 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening, and there are many tourists.

There are 3,000 maid cafes, cowherd shops, video shops, touch shops, game halls, and many black list of island countries gathered in it.

However, if you also want to bury yourself in the fight, you may be disappointed, just like the news widely circulated on the Internet: they do not do business with foreigners.

In Kakacho Ichibangai, practitioners have a limited level of education and do not know foreign languages. In addition, the people of the island country actually have a kind of fear of foreigners. This kind of fear is ignorance. So a default rule has been formed here: no foreigners are entertained-not just flower growers.

But there are always exceptions to everything. Most custom shops will entertain guests brought by regular customers.

Of course, there are 90% of the street soliciting jobs of scammers.

10:30pm, Tokyo Meiji Dori, Cholesterol Bar.

Zhao Song looked at Tomiro Yoshikawa with a dark face, with a feeling of looking at a different kind of eyes.

"Zhao Songsang," Yoshikawa Fulang said with a wry smile, "this is the gay community you imagine, but it's not abnormal, but a joyful and free atmosphere. You can take off the mask you've worn for a long time here, and be faithful to your heart's content Just be yourself. The freedom to disguise, the freedom to express, to watch the happiness on their faces is really contagious."

"You too?" Zhao Song looked at Tomiro Yoshikawa with a frightened expression.

Yoshikawa Tomiro shook his head vigorously.

"Ji Chuan Sang." Zhao Song said solemnly, "You should know where we are going?"

Yoshikawa Tomirou blushed, "Zhao Songsang, we can meet three times."

"Okay!" Seeing Yoshikawa Tomiro's expectant eyes, Zhao Song nodded helplessly.

Then, the two sat on the bar casually, and then, Zhao Song saw a flower-like man's face in horror.

Blowing God Takuya—the island version of Ruhua, a shy and friendly GA\u0026amp;\u0026amp;AY, Zhao Song knows him because this buddy has appeared in "Kangxi Is Coming". In the program, he claims that he has practiced high-speed vacuum suction and Shenhou compression skills every day for twenty years!

Once took the dignity of the industry in the arena - Ryo Shakai shot a goal........

"Pervert!" Zhao Song cursed secretly, lowering his head and staring at the candles on the bar in front of him.

"Two shy and cute boys!" Fuki Shintaku brought up the prepared cocktail, made a friendly tease, then turned and left.

'Shy NM*\u0026amp;^b! Thank you LL*\u0026amp;…X!’

Yoshikawa Tomiro nodded his thanks and handed him a glass of cocktail.

Zhao Song became bored with one mouthful, "Ji Chuan, let's go!" He didn't even add an honorific title.

"Sit no more? This is the bar that best represents Kabuki!"

"But there isn't even a mother here." Zhao Song stared at Tomi Yoshikawa with wide eyes, took the medicine and drank the wine, you brought me to a bar full of men, I've been holding back until now it's considered a temper alright!

Stared at by Zhao Song, Tomiro Yoshikawa's face gradually turned red, and after a long time, he stammered and said: "Zhao Songsang, let's make it clear first, I have only been to the place where I will go in the three meetings, and I will go there once." If they find an aunt to entertain you, don't blame me."

"I'll pretend to be dumb at that time!" Zhao Song gave him a blank look after finishing speaking, "Honest otaku!"

Hearing this, Tomiro Yoshikawa's face turned even redder, and then he said embarrassedly: "No one I know has been here before, and I explored this store by myself!

The girls are good-looking and talkative, but it is quite uncomfortable after the service is over! "

Suddenly, Zhao Song paused, staring blankly at Tomi Yoshikawa. Until then, he slowly remembered that Kabukicho is a red light district, but not a red light district!

As one of the safest cities in the world, Kabukicho in Tokyo is just a part of the culture of the island country. Here, Benban (home run) is his N's crime!

"Banban store?"

"Banfandian!" Tomiro Yoshikawa nodded.

"..." Zhao Song wanted to cry but had no tears.

There is a country's customs over there, and it is introduced very purely. There are many typos on purpose, and I have to change it in my heart.

It is a legal custom street in Japan. If you have time, you can feel it, but don't go too far, because foreigners are really not accepted there.

Of course, there are no absolutes, otherwise why don't you learn Chinese if you have nothing to do?

I will continue to write, not necessarily the second chapter.