The Road To Play From Douluo

After looking at the night, it was estimated that Komaji would have rested at this time. If he wanted to find him, he would have to wait until dawn.

After a while of meditation, the night passed quietly, and the streets of Edo Castle became noisy again.

Lotta ordered a cup of tea at a street teahouse and savored it carefully. One was to kill time, and the other was to observe Komaji's whereabouts.

This place is not far from the place where Komaji stole last time. If Komaji wants to continue stealing, there is a high probability that he will choose this place.

While drinking tea, Luo Ta did not just enjoy the tea, but also asked other tea drinkers around him about Komaji.

Whenever Koji is mentioned, every tea-goer's face looks disgusted. It seems that Koji's reputation among the public is not good.

Now, of course, it was no exception. The tea guests around him began to discuss Komaji's affairs one after another because of Lota's enlightenment.

"It is said that the child is a symbol of something ominous. He has teeth as soon as he is born."

"I see, no wonder that bastard is always stealing things! Sure enough, that kind of guy should be executed as soon as possible, lest he grow into a scourge for Edo."

Speaking such vicious words to a child, even Lotta, who looked down upon everything, was a little touched. He slowly raised a finger and gently slapped the person with invisible energy.

The pained tea guest roared and stood up. The fierce light in his eyes scanned every tea guest around him, as if he was about to cause trouble.

After the tea guest chatting with him calmed him down, he also reminded him fearfully: "I think you should talk less. I didn't see anyone approaching you just now. Maybe you have received retribution."

After being told this, the tea guest seemed a little scared. As the person involved, he knew very well what the actual situation was, and it was almost the same as what the other party said.

Without thinking much, the two of them quickly paid and left the teahouse, not daring to stay in the teahouse for even a second longer.

Looking at the two people running away in panic, Lotta shook his beard. It was not too much to teach such a guy with no moral integrity a lesson.

Looking at the street outside, there was still no commotion. It was obvious that Komaji had not taken action yet. Although he didn’t know when Komaji would start stealing, Lotta had plenty of time to wait and was not in a hurry.

Finally, the hard work paid off, and a bustling sound came from the street. If you listen carefully, it turns out that it's not a scolding sound but a happy shouting sound.

"Good news! Good news! The thief Kōji has been caught and is now being sent to trial. Everyone, go and take a look!"

Everyone around him was familiar with Komaji. Everyone in Edo knew about this bad boy who often stole.

"Really? I've long been unhappy with that kid. He stole my labor money last time."

"You too? Me too!"

"How about we go and see how miserable that kid is?"

"Okay, that's exactly what I meant."

The people around him didn't have even a hint of sympathy for Komaji. On the contrary, they still mocked him with vicious words.

But for these uninformed people, this behavior is normal operation.

Lota left a few copper coins and slowly stood up to follow the team escorting Komaji ahead.

Seeing Komaji being arrested, the crowd on the street showed no sympathy, and some just looked at him with ruthless cold eyes.

Many people who were patronized by Koji showed relief smiles. In their eyes, Koji, a thief, should have been tried by the government long ago.

"I hope this time the Yamen won't just beat him a few times and release him, but just execute him."

Koji lowered his head and was forcibly escorted towards the Yamen. He did not expect anyone to speak for him. No one in this world would sympathize with a poor person like him.

But for the sake of his seriously ill father, what does this pain mean? The image of his father appeared in Komaji's mind, and his will became stronger.

Soon, Koji knelt outside the yamen's trial hall. Looking at the familiar young man kneeling in front of him, the yamen's inquisitor was also very confused.

Looking at the large group of angry passers-by outside, it seemed that if he didn't solve the problem of Zhizhi today, the Yamen Mansion might be destroyed.

"Sir Inquisitor, we feel that there is no need for a trial. We strongly recommend that this child be executed. Such a child will definitely become a villain when he grows up. For the long-term stability of Edo in the future, you must make a wise decision." An elected representative of the passers-by demonstrated to the inquisitor.

With the leader in charge, the crowd around him started shouting, and the sound was so loud that the inquisitor almost couldn't sit still.

"Okay, be quiet! If you continue to disrupt the order of the Yamen, everyone will be treated as guilty!"

The inquisitor had no choice but to use the privileges of his position, otherwise his words alone would not be able to scare so many excited passers-by.

It is said to be subject to trial, but in fact there is nothing to review. Koji was a child who stole finances, and it was impossible to use the death penalty on a child.

The excited people outside the door kept calling for Komaji to be executed. This was what made it most difficult for the inquisitor.

After thinking twice, the inquisitor didn't want to take over Komaji's mess anymore, and directly ordered Komaji's arms to be tattooed with dark blue tattoos, three on each front of the arms.

Such a mark is enough to illustrate Komaji's identity - a despicable thief, unworthy of sympathy.

Then the inquisitor announced loudly: "Here, I declare that Komaji will be completely expelled from Edo."

"Hey! No, is it over?"

"Gan, what kind of stupid sentence is this!"

Although everyone was not very satisfied with the verdict, many sensible people still saw the intention behind the trial judge's decision. Looking at Koji kneeling in the courtroom, many people showed sinister smiles.

Originally, Komaji was beaten severely by the court, but the inquisitor didn't know whether it was due to his conscience or something else, but he was spared the punishment in the end.

After Komaji was released, he immediately accelerated towards home. He must take his father out of Edo as soon as possible.

Komaji didn't stop for a moment, even though his body was panting heavily, he never slowed down.

Finally, Koji arrived at the street where his home was located. As he was about to run home, he was suddenly stopped by the surrounding neighbors.

It can be said that the only people in Edo who really understood Komaji were these neighbors. Although they wanted to help Komaji, the cost of treatment for his father's illness was far beyond what they could afford, and they were unable to do anything except sending some condolence gifts from time to time.

Komaji was so anxious now that he had no time to listen to the nagging of these neighbors. When he saw that his neighbors had no intention of talking, he planned to leave.

"Wait a minute Komaji, listen to us!" The middle-aged uncle who often visits Komaji's father stopped Komaji sternly.

Looking at the young Komaji, the middle-aged uncle really couldn't bear to tell the truth, but even if he didn't tell it, Komaji would still find out, so it was better to tell him.

"Koji...your father is gone..."

Komaji's pupils tightened and he looked at the middle-aged uncle in the distance. He immediately retorted: "No way, you are lying to me!"

The middle-aged man also held back his tears and conveyed all the last words Komaji's father told him to Komaji.

"Your father took his own life in order to give you a bright future. Do you understand? Koji!" the middle-aged uncle said tremblingly.

Komaji couldn't listen to any words now and ignored the middle-aged uncle. He ran straight towards his home.

"It's a lie! Everything is a lie! How could father commit suicide!"

Koji opened the door full of hope, but what was unusual was that he never said "Father" out loud.

Because he saw...his father lying peacefully in front of him, with a thick strangulation mark on his neck very obvious.