Chapter Ninety-Eight

"Of course, Mr. Kazama left me something. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Lihua took out a golden pocket watch from his pocket. "Mr. Kazama said that it was given to him by Yumi Sawamura, you should be impressed, right?"

Chu He took the pocket watch and opened it to take a look. Inside is a photo of Kiryu, Geumayama, and Kazama, which was several years ago. "This was filmed by our dad and us a year before we were ready to enter the underworld, and then we disobeyed him and entered the underworld. That's when I made a decision that in the future if Daddy had anything that would be of use to me. Even if he asked him to jump off the building, I would never frown. ”

―――――――― gorgeous dividing line―――――――― changed the protagonist-

Osaka Sotenbori is one of the most beautiful places in Japan, and its prosperity is no less than that of Kamurocho. (Waseda University in Osaka, Japan, is a school for writers I like very much, and my favorite writer is Haruki Murakami.) ）

A nightclub called "crand" is also full of business. In each booth, there are one or more ladies accompanying the man, but the ladies here are only drinking and chatting with the guests, and it is absolutely not allowed to do anything with their hands and feet. Of course, there are also those who get drunk and go crazy.

In a booth, a tall guest took advantage of the strength of the wine to put his hand into the lady's clothes.

"This guest, please don't do this...

The drunk man kept coming, but laughed obscenely: "Don't pretend to be a prodigal hoof, you want this too." ”

"Help, help," the young lady kept shouting.

The waiter ran over at the right time and said, "This honored guest, please abide by the rules, otherwise..."

"How else?" The drunk stood up and slapped the waiter in the face.

"Fool !!" The waiter didn't fight back.

The noisy nightclub fell silent in an instant, except for the sound of the heels of leather shoes colliding with the floor. It was a man with an eyepatch in his left eye, and his long hair was combed into a pigtail and tied back at the back of his head.

"Thank you very much for being here today, but please refrain from doing so!" He bowed very respectfully to the guest.

This goods are also a little confused: "Don't talk nonsense, I came to pay for it." Besides, which onion are you? ”

He bowed again, handed over his business card and said, "I forgot to introduce, I am the manager of this store." My surname is Majima. ”

"You're the manager!"

"I'm sorry for this customer, please don't use your hands or feet in our store, and don't use violence."

He sneered and said, "What if I don't listen?" Do you dare to hit Lao Tzu? Come on? ”

He kicked on the coffee table, and the bottles, ice cubes, and ice forks scattered all over the ground. "How can this work? After all, our rule is that the guest is God. ”

"Oh, really?" The drunk picked up the wine bottle on the ground and poured it directly on the head of Majima. "This bottle is mine, what a gift from God."

Majima licked his lips and said, "I have always thought about tasting wine like this, thank you so much for this guest." ”

"Bastard!!" The drunk man took the bottle and smashed it on the head of Majima...