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

This is a noisy izakaya, some off-duty company employees, in small groups of threes and threes, get together to talk loudly, it is estimated that more than half of their pressure in the workplace is volatilized by mixing alcohol in the izakaya.

In the corner of this izakaya, two small tables are arranged, and a very young man and a not very young man are seated.

A very young young man was Zhao Song, and at this time he took a sneaky look. After making sure no one noticed her, she turned her head and glanced at the not-so-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 it into his mouth. I swallowed it with a cold draft beer.

"Ahem, cough ......" Zhao Song coughed twice because he swallowed too quickly.

After clearing his throat, Zhao Song looked around again and saw that no one was paying attention to him. So he greeted the young man who was not very young next to him: "Hey, by yourself?"

The young man who was not very young looked around blankly, and then stretched out his hand at Zhao Song and pointed at himself.

Zhao Song nodded.

The young man nodded.

Zhao Song said in half-baked island Chinese: "Together?"

When the young man heard this, his eyes showed a hint of joy, and he hurriedly brought the wine and food on his table to Zhao Song's table.

Unsociable, this is a typical otaku, Zhao Song nodded secretly, this is the person he is looking for.

"Oh, sell that Mavana, you Ka!"

This man was rude, and the young man frowned secretly. However, he replied, "Tomiro Yoshikawa." ”

"Pierce the crotch of your pants (Cantonese transliteration)!?" Zhao Song looked at the young man's lower body incredulously, and repeated it suspiciously.

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

It seemed that seeing the displeasure on Yoshikawa Furo's face, Zhao Song hurriedly said: "My name is Zhao Song, I came from the Chinese family, the island Chinese is not very good, and the respectful body is not yet proficient, send a lot of tolerance." ”

After speaking, Zhao Song looked at him nervously, but as long as he showed any other emotions, this Pingshui encounter would be over.

Yoshikawa Furo showed a relieved look and said with a smile: "Hello Zhao Songsan." ”

Honorific?

Zhao Song raised his head, looked at the island man who was obviously older than himself, and replied solemnly: "Yoshikawa-san, hello." ”

After speaking, Zhao Song raised his glass, "Ding~" and Yoshikawa Tomiro touched it, and it was dried in one bite.

"What does Yoshikawa-san do?"

"Industrial management. ”

Zhao Song raised his eyebrows, "Intern?"

Tomiro Yoshikawa shook his head, "I'm already past the intern." ”

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

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

Zhao Song nodded in understanding, then raised his glass with a smile: "I think it's better for our second meeting (Note 1) to be held 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 Yoshikawa Furo's words: "Kabucho!"

"Of course!" a look of inexplicability flashed across Yoshikawa's face, as if he had found a like-minded friend, "Only Kabucho!" Yoshikawa said firmly.

..............

Kabumachi Ichiban Street is Tokyo's most famous red-light district, and it is at its busiest after 11 or 2 p.m. and crowded with tourists.

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

However, if you also want to bury yourself in hand-to-hand combat, you may be disappointed, as is the case with the widely circulated news on the Internet: they do not do business with foreigners.

In Kabucho Ichiban Street, practitioners have a limited level of education and do not know foreign languages. In addition, there is actually a fear of foreigners among the people of the island countries. This kind of fear is not understood. So there is a default rule here: no foreigners are not entertained – not just flower growers.

But there are always exceptions, and most custom shops will entertain guests brought in by regular customers.

And, of course, there are 90% of the solicitors on the streets.

10:30 p.m., Meiji Street, Tokyo, Cholesterol Bar.

Zhao Song looked at Yoshikawa Tomiro with a black line on his face, and his eyes had a feeling of looking at something different.

"Zhao Song-san," Yoshikawa Furo said with a wry smile, "this is the community you imagined gay, but it is not a perverted place, but an atmosphere of joy and freedom. The mask that has been worn for a long time can be taken off here and be yourself faithfully to your heart's content. ”

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

Yoshikawa shook his head vigorously.

"And Chuan-san. Zhao Song said solemnly, "You should know, where are we going?"

Yoshikawa Tomoro's face turned red, "Zhao Songsang, we can go three times." ”

"Okay!" Looking at Yoshikawa Tomoro's expectant eyes, Zhao Song nodded helplessly.

Then, the two sat on the bar casually, and then, Zhao Song was horrified to see a man's face like a flower.

Blowing God Takuya - the island country version of Ruhua, a shy and friendly GA&&AY, Zhao Song knows him because this guy has been on "Kangxi is Coming". In the show, he claimed to be like a day for 20 years, practicing high-speed vacuum suction and monkey tightening every day!

once shot the dignity of the industry in the arena - Ryo Shakui........

"Perverted!" Zhao Song scolded secretly, lowering his head and staring at the candle on the bar in front of him.

"What two shy and cute boys!" Fukijin Taku brought the mixed cocktail, smiled kindly, and turned to leave.

'SHY NM*&^B!!THANK YOU LL A*&... X!’

Tomiro Yoshikawa nodded in gratitude and handed him a cocktail.

Zhao Song was bored in one mouthful, "Yoshikawa, let's go!" He didn't even add an honorific title.

"No more sitting, this is the best bar for Kabucho!"

"But there's not even a mother here. Zhao Song stared at Yoshikawa Tomiro with big eyes, he also took the medicine and drank the wine, you brought me to a bar full of men, Lao Tzu has a good temper until now!

Being glared at by Zhao Song, Yoshikawa Tomoro's face gradually turned red, and after a long time, he stammered: "Zhao Songsang, let's talk about it first, I have only been to the place where I will go three times, and if they find an aunt to entertain you at that time, don't blame me." ”

"I'll pretend to be dumb then!" Zhao Song glanced at him after speaking, "Honest otaku!"

Hearing this, Yoshikawa Tomoro's face turned even redder, and then he said embarrassedly: "None of the people I know have ever been here, and I still explored this shop alone!"

The girl is good-looking and talkative, but it's very uncomfortable after the service!"

Suddenly, Zhao Song froze and looked at Yoshikawa Tomiro blankly. It was only then that he slowly remembered that Kabumachi was a red-light district, not a red-light district!

As one of the safest cities in the world, Tokyo's Kabumachi is just a part of the island culture, and here, honban (home run) is his offense!

"Banbandian?"

"Banbandian!" Tomiro Yoshikawa nodded.

"......." Zhao Song wanted to cry without tears.