On January 1, 2004, when Masayoshi Kishimoto suddenly opened his eyes at 8 a.m., he realized that he was not on the big bed at home.

He lay flat on the tatami mat in a small room, and then sat up as if he had been electrocuted. The two black eyeballs in his eye sockets looked around the room a little, and the whole person became more and more nervous.

Kishimoto's first reaction was to think in his heart, could it be that he was dreaming. However, it is not like it at all. He lifted the quilt on his body, ignored the cold of the Tokyo winter, and ran to the bathroom mirror with small steps.

He doesn't look at it and is not afraid, and the more he looks, the more afraid he becomes. The face in the mirror is no longer the face I used to be. I couldn't help but muttered to myself: "It must be a dream, it must be a dream." ”

As he spoke, Kishimoto turned around and walked back to his sleeping place, and lay down slowly, closing his eyes again, hoping that he would be fine when he woke up again.

When the time came to eleven o'clock, Masayoshi Kishimoto woke up again. When he opened his eyes, he saw the same thing he had seen at eight o'clock.

Completely unbelievable, he got up again and ran into the bathroom to look in the mirror. The face that appeared in the mirror was exactly the same as what I had seen at eight o'clock.

Masayoshi Kishimoto kneaded his face with both hands, let go of his hand, and then looked at himself in the mirror, which was still the same self.

It was only after he came back and forth many times that he finally believed that he was not dreaming, but that it had really happened to him.

"Damn, is this a rebirth? God! not like you. Kishimoto said loudly to himself in the mirror.

After he finished speaking, the whole person became bad. Before he slept on the first day, he was also the chairman of the hard gold group, one of Japan's chaebols, and a world-class billionaire.

When he woke up from this sleep, how did he become a poor dick? He did not lose the memory of his previous life, but also made the memory of this body begin to appear in his head.

Masayoshi Kishimoto began to comfort himself: "Calm down, calm down, let me think about it, what the hell is going on?"

He understands that he is now in Adachi, one of the poorest of Tokyo's 23 wards. The room he was in was not private property, but rented in a two-story building, each with an old apartment of more than ten square meters.

Masayoshi Kishimoto was not sure for a moment whether the Tokyo, Japan he was in now was not the Tokyo, Japan of the previous life.

The reason why he has this situation is that the two memories do not intersect and match at all. In his previous life, he still had a private house in Ueno, Taito District, and a pachinko shop left by his cheap father and other properties.

Overall, this one start is not very good, but it is still quite good. Through his own ingenuity and the ability of unpredictable prophets, he founded the hard gold group and made it bigger and stronger little by little.

I can't even think about this specific self now. He couldn't help but shake his head at the thought of something. Although the former director is a native of Tokyo, he is definitely at the level of waste wood, and he lives on the 100,000 yen monthly welfare payment from the ward office.

How did he die? Sudden death. To be precise, cool death. Why is it cool to die? Small masturbation is pleasant, big masturbation hurts the body, and strong masturbation is gone. And so he was gone.

Masayoshi Kishimoto stopped for the time being when he thought of this. He thought back to his previous life, and his soul came to such a waste body, so what would the body look like in the previous life?

Is it cheaper to be occupied by another soul, or is it a soulless shell? If you want to find out what is going on, you have to find out for yourself.

Masayoshi Kishimoto was still the man who dared to think and do things, so he walked out of the small bathroom and returned to the room.

He was going to get some money out of the house so he could take the subway from Adachi Ward to Roppongi, Minato Ward, where he lived and worked in his previous life.

Masayoshi Kishimoto saw that the room was not only very messy, but also a lot of toilet paper and toilet paper were everywhere. His nose began to smell a foul smell, too.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly went to open the curtains and opened the window for ventilation. What kind of iniquity did you create to deserve such punishment?

Kishimoto felt that he had fallen into the mud pit from the clouds all at once. Wouldn't he just divorce and separate from Rie Sakai, and he wouldn't suffer such a punishment, right?

After others are reborn, just like in their previous life, they will climb to the top step by step, become CEO, win Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life. Why did you fall from the pinnacle of your life all of a sudden?

Masayoshi Kishimoto suddenly closed the window again. In winter, when I opened the window and didn't wear thick clothes, I immediately felt the stinging of the cold wind blowing on my body.

The window was closed, and the smell of rancid smell continued to drill into the two nostrils. His right hand reached for the window again, trying to open it.

However, I couldn't do it for a long time, after all, the cold of winter was even more sad. He really couldn't do it, so he had to get dressed first, then freshen up, and go out with the money.

There is no misfit in the selection of clothes by Kishimoto, after all, although these clothes are cheap, they are also bought in accordance with the body of the original owner.

It's just that I chose a slightly cleaner one from a pile of not very clean clothes and put it on my body.

After he got dressed, he reappeared in front of the bathroom mirror. He turned on the faucet, only to find that there was no running water coming from there.

While Kishimoto was dumbfounded, he remembered that because of his arrears, not only the water was cut off, but also the electricity was also cut off. He couldn't feel any cold on his body anymore, after all, his heart was cold.

He stood for several minutes before he came back to his senses. It's the first time I've had such a reborn start, and I won't feel too miserable. It can also make individuals live again, which is better than anything else.

The problem is that I am not reborn for the first time, but for the second time. His previous rebirth had already risen to the position of a capitalist, an investor, and a Japanese magnate.

Now, my situation is incomparable to what I used to be. This comparison, I feel that I can use a miserable word?

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