"Mom, why hasn't Dad come home yet?"

"Dad has been very busy at work lately, and we have to be considerate of Dad."

The night is getting dark, and the warm lights light up a small home in the Liuping room.

Mother is in the kitchen, the sound of chopping cabbage aggressively on the chopping board, and boiling miso rolling in the pot.

Young Taro, sitting in a chair, fiddling with the toy figure of Super Sentai in his hand, is a heroic character in TV tokusatsu dramas that have recently become popular among children.

"Click."

The sound of the key opening the door.

Taro's eyes lit up and he ran to the door.

"Daddy's Back"

"I'm back."

"Welcome home."

"Taro, did you go to school today?"

The father entered the house and hugged Taro with a smile, and the father was forever in front of the child

"Yes, Mr. Mizuno also said that I did well today, just like Chilian."

Taro excitedly held up the toy in his hand.

"Taro, let Dad wash his hands and eat first."

Mom's voice came from the kitchen.

"Let's eat, today's Super Squad is about to start broadcasting"

"Taro, have you done your schoolwork?"

Mom's voice came again.

“”

"I'll do it later, Dad will watch it with you."

"Yay"

Taro raised the toy in his hand and cheered, a small family, simple and happy.

The father accompanied Taro, watched the Super Sentai on an old TV that was not much bigger than the radio, accompanied the child to finish his schoolwork, and coaxed him to sleep.

Night, deep.

Taro falls asleep.

Father closed the door softly behind him.

Then, the tiredness slowly appeared in the eyes.

"Is there still overtime in the factory?"

The wife gently pressed against the broad back of the family, and handed a glass of milk.

"It probably won't end anytime soon."

"It's getting late, and I heard about Mrs. Eina's house next door, and her husband has been laid off by the factory."

"The benefits are not good, today the special managers have come to the factory in person to speak, everyone is saying that Americans no longer buy our products, to reduce costs, and have been laying off employees recently"

When my father said this, he patted his chest with a perk-hearted expression in front of his wife.

"Don't worry, your husband will never be laid off, the section chief values me very much, peace of mind"

"This is all in exchange for your unpaid overtime, it is those people who are forcing you, using this position to force you, I have heard, the person who works the longest hours a day can keep the position, is it not, the body will collapse after a long time, how long have you not had a good rest."

The wife looked at her husband's deep eye bags worriedly, how could she not see the tiredness hidden behind her eyes after many years of husband and wife.

"Don't get in the way, your husband is in good health, and I won't be tired with you and the children."

The husband grinned.

"Let's rest, I have to finish my work early tomorrow and come back to watch the super team with Taro."

The next day, the night.

"Dad came back later today than yesterday, and the Super Sentai is about to start broadcasting."

Taro played with his hero villain toy and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Dad will be back in a while, don't worry, if Taro is hungry, I'll serve you food first."

Mom rubbed Taro's head and said.

"I'm going to wait for Daddy to come back and eat together."

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door.

"Daddy's Back"

Taro said happily.

Mom noticed something different.

My husband usually uses a key to open the door.

The mother got up and opened the door, but it was not her husband who was outside the door, but one of her husband's co-workers, whose face was gloomy, and his expression was a little sad and difficult to speak, and he said with difficulty:

"Are you Mrs. Sakai?"

When my mother saw the look of the visitor, she chuckled, and a very bad premonition arose.

She glanced at Taro in the room and gently closed the door, blocking out the sound.

Taro looked puzzled.

The sound was isolated, and he could not hear the staccato sound outside the house, telling a bad news that the family could not bear.

"Fatigue is too much, I lost my mind in the workshop operation, I was involved in the machine tool, and it was too late to be sent to the hospital, we are sorry, please mourn"

A few minutes later.

The door opened.

Mom is back.

Taro looked at his mother as if something wasn't quite right.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, your eyes are so red"

"Is there a possibility that the cooking was flooded just now, Taro is very observant."

Mom smiled and rubbed Taro's head.

"Let's eat first."

"Aren't we waiting for Dad?"

"Dad, just now Dad's friend came to tell Mom that Dad has something to do and needs to go on a business trip for a few days, and he can't come back for a few days."

"I don't want to see my dad, he said okay, he wants to watch the super team with me today, how can he talk and not talk"

Taro throws a tantrum with a hero dote toy.

"Taro is a man, he can't be so ignorant, Dad will be angry if he finds out."

Taro pouted in anger.

"Mom is with you to see if it's okay"

Taro looked surprised.

"Mom never watches Super Clans."

"Mom will accompany you in the future, okay?"

"Uh-huh"

Taro nodded vigorously.

Mom accompanied Taro to watch a special film and coaxed Taro to sleep, although Dad was not here tonight, everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Until late at night, Taro fell asleep.

Mom left Taro's room and closed the door.

Picking up the photo of the family photo, he sat on the floor of the entrance with his eyes blank, his fingers gently rubbing the photo, the person who was already stuck in the memory if he didn't pay attention.

Taro's dad

Her husband

In the quiet room, there was the sound of twitching noses, mixed with the forced composure that had endured for a long time.

The nasal cavity was irrepressibly sore, swollen, and tingling the tear ducts, and something surged from the bottom of my heart into my eyes.

His cheeks trembled in patience, and he opened his mouth and gasped violently, as if this was the way not to be overwhelmed and suffocated by the turbulence.

"With you and the child, I'm not tired"

The husband's last words seemed to ring in his ears.

"Snap"

Patience finally broke the embankment, and my mother held the family photo, curled up on the ground, her hands covering her mouth were already full of tears, and she screamed silently in pain and containment, and cried bitterly.

A strong mother who forcibly endures in front of her children, in this silent night, is drowned in the pain and tears of her husband's death.

At the funeral.

"Mom, why do people die?"

Taro was holding a hero villain toy in one hand and his mother in the other, looking at the mourning hall with blank eyes.

The mother looked at her husband's mourning hall for a while and said:

"Because people are vulnerable."

"Dad is not vulnerable, Dad is strong, Dad is like Chilian who will beat all the bad guys away"

Taro held the hero villain toy, and the more he spoke, the more his voice trembled, and his eyes became redder.

"Yes, Daddy is not vulnerable, Daddy is strong, it's those bad people who are too bad."

Mom crouched down and held Taro's face and wiped away his tears.

"I don't want it, I don't want my dad to die, my dad promised to watch the super squad with me, I want my dad to come back, mom, you let dad come back, okay

Taro Taro will listen to his mother in the future, Taro is no longer a picky eater, and he will be a good mother in his schoolwork, okay with your mother, will Taro listen to her mother for everything, and let her father come back, okay?"

The child's voice was already indistinct in the sobbing, and the desolate and helpless cry tore through everyone's hearts in front of the mourning hall.

The voice drowned in tears and snot was muffled, but he kept repeating that he would give up everything he cherished and begged his mother to let his father come back.

The young boy does not know that there is no resurrection after death, and he wants to give up all his toys, but he cannot let his mother bring back his father

This was the first time that the young Taro realized what death was.

It was the most terrible thing, something that even if he gave up all his toys, he couldn't let the almighty mom and dad solve it.

"You don't want to come again, Mrs. Sakai, this is an accident, there is no accident at all, there is no illegal forcing employees to work overtime, don't you understand?"

The suit-clad executive sat in an office chair and threw the lighter on the table.

Mrs. Sakai, who was sitting opposite the special manager, took out a timesheet with a fearless face and said:

"My husband had an accident at work because of overwork, which caused him to be overworked, and this timesheet is proof of this.

At the same time, I also have oral evidence from the layoffs, saying that you are using layoffs and jobs as threats to force employees to work overtime illegally, and I will report you to the union. ”

Mrs. Sakai came up with conclusive evidence.

When the special manager saw it, he shook the cigarette butt with disdain, and said it so desperately, he simply broke the jar and broke it.

"So what, these employees are not here now, they are all fired."

"Their words can also be used as evidence, and I will sue the union"

"You sue, you sue, go sue"

The agent slapped the table and yelled in intimidation

"I'll see how the unions can call on them to strike, that's great, the Americans don't buy goods, I don't want to pay these people, you just let them strike"

The special manager looked disdainful, shook his cigarette, and his big leather shoes were cocked on the table.

"Wake up, auntie, what era is it, I still think that you people are qualified to work for me, and now everyone is making money and buying dollars to buy real estate.

People like you are here, the factory can still be here, and the only value is to be able to let the government lend us money, do you really think your life is worth much?

The security guard pulled her out for me."

The agent beckoned the security guard to come in, and rudely carried Mrs. Sakai out.

"You won't end well, I'll sue you, you kill him, you will pay"

Mrs. Sakai was tugging, staring viciously at the arrogant-looking agent, wanting to give the most vicious curse in the world.

"Phew."

The agent spat out.

"You cheap people deserve to be poor for the rest of your life."

The manager sat there and thought about it.

"But it's annoying enough"

He picked up the phone and made a call, explaining.

"Yes, as for the family members in the dead factory, they said that they were going to the union to sue, although it was useless, but it would be very troublesome if someone came to check the accounts, we still have to make money, find someone to warn and beat it, she seems to have some evidence in her hand, and she will solve it together."

Three days later.

Outside the walls of the Sakai house.

Kill your whole family, die

All kinds of triad retaliations of splashing paint and brushing big-character posters came one after another, causing panic among the surrounding neighbors.

Mother and son even heard the door lock ringing at night, as if someone was picking the lock.

Mrs. Sakai took a kitchen knife and banged on the door through the wall, shouting that I had a knife in my hand and that I was calling the police to scare the person who broke the door away.

"Mom I'm scared"

Taro curled up and shivered, clutching the hero's toy tightly in his hand.

Mom squatted down and hugged Taro to comfort:

"Taro is not afraid, my mother has always been by your side and has always been by your side to protect you."

For the rest of her life, Mrs. Sakai raised her vigilance, but she was still uneasy.

While earning a meager income by doing odd jobs at convenience stores, she traveled everywhere, but ran into walls everywhere.

The obstruction of all sides is like an invisible net, trying to suffocate every fish in this water.

At the same time, the harassment of the underworld has not stopped.

Mrs. Sakai is getting thinner and thinner day by day due to physical and mental hardship.

Until the day.

Taro comes home from school with his favorite hero villain toy in his hand.

In front of his house, he saw a police car

Taro didn't know what was going on, he didn't understand it as a young man, but he sensed that something bad was happening, and it was like his mother telling him at a funeral that his father was dead.

It's uncomfortable

Taro suddenly felt so uncomfortable.

He suddenly ran desperately to the house, raised the cordon and rushed in.

"Alas, child, who are you, this is the scene of the crime, you can't break in"

The police officer, who was making notes next to him and didn't have his hands free, saw a child out of nowhere breaking into the scene of the crime and shouted.

However, Taro had already run into the house.

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy"

Taro's anxious voice came to an abrupt end.

A scene that shouldn't have appeared in the eyes of a child will remain in Taro's memory forever.

This was the second time he had known death.

Only this time, without the protection of his mother, everything became so cruel and ruthless.

The corpse hanging from the rope will always be with Taro in his dreams every night for the next fifty years.

"Smack"

The hero villain toy fell to the ground.

Cracked.

Taro's treasures all along, all lost at this moment, his hero, is gone

"You can't break in"

The police rushed in and covered Taro's eyes for the first time.

"Ahh

The officer clutched a row of deep tooth marks and bleeding hands.

Taro's figure is gone.

Children ran and cried.

I fell, got up and kept running, and continued to cry.

I fell and my knees and hands were hurt, but I never stopped.

In the midst of crying, there was a surging pain that was difficult to hear, and many passers-by frequently looked sideways and even called the police.

Taro kept crying and running.

Eventually, they ran to the embankment and stopped.

I didn't stop by myself.

It's hitting someone.

An ugly and weird-looking old man grabbed Taro, looked up and down in surprise, and said:

"Child, what are you crying about?"

"Mommy, Daddy, Mommy"

A child who has been overwhelmed by pain and grief is no longer able to answer any questions.

The old man didn't care, put his hand on Taro and nodded, shaking his head slightly.

"So that's the case, anyway, you don't have your parents, just follow me, be my student, your parents were killed, give you a chance to take revenge, what your name is, it doesn't matter, I will give you a new name."

The weird old man hugged the crying Taro and said:

"You will be called in the future, turn into the Dao."

No kind of hatred comes for no reason.

The law can only regulate those who abide by the social contract.

The other chooses to break away from the social contract.

The general silence can be regarded as the approval of the people.

The times are constantly changing by relying on another kind of person.

The definition of their behavior is constantly being reinvented, and it can be said to be an uprising or a revolution.

In the middle of Edo Castle, on a high platform.

He flipped through the book in his hand.

The Magatama bracelet trembled.

He was reading the manuscript of a friend he had visited, while also waiting for a result.

A subversion of the mystery of today's Tokyo.

The black umbrella landed, and the Oiran was in the middle of the road.

Tokyo's new generation collides with Edo's old grudges.

At the same time, the fire was also lit in Yoshiwara Flower Street.

The flame of the inexhaustible stars rises with the wind.

The revived butterfly in the ancient tomb flapped its wings.

A monstrous fire was set off, like a hysterical roar in the midst of burning:

It's time to pay it back

Look at the fire that is burning in Yoshiwara Flower Street.

The corners of He's mouth rose slightly, and he gently closed the book in his hand.

On the cover of the book is the Social Contract Theory.

Born free, but always in chains.

ps: The childhood background of Reiniri Road is Japan at the end of the Showa period after the Plaza Agreement, and I will talk about it in a single chapter after the end of the Yoshiwara plot.