Chapter 33: The Lost City

Tokyo at night is like a city that never sleeps, and even when the sun goes down, countless colorful neon lights continue its prosperity, keeping this steel behemoth running non-stop.

Fresh from a pouring rain, the concrete pavement of Meguro is lit up with neon lights.

Forced to smile and send off the last customer, Ozora Ken closed the store early in the morning.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Tokyo has just begun to celebrate, and the road is full of pedestrians.

For a small restaurant owner and chef like Kenichi Osora, the evening is the time when the traffic is the highest, and it is also the time when you need to work hard, but today he is not in the mood.

Saying sorry to the few regulars, Kenichi Ozora went out in embarrassment under their surprised gaze.

It's really embarrassing.

It's like a dog.

Kenichi Ozora is a college student, and although the university he graduated from is not a prestigious school, there is no doubt that he has the status of a college graduate.

When he graduated, he was also determined to make a career out of his ranks, but the beatings of reality soon taught him to be a man.

You are neither a graduate of the University of Tokyo nor a child of destiny, so why do you think you are qualified to cross this predetermined class?

He returned to his hometown of Meguro in despair

This is much better than the young people who are just as discouraged as he is, who have to return to their hometown in the countryside and he can stay in Tokyo.

Kenichi Oku inherited his father's small restaurant, as if returning to his own reality from his unrealistic fantasies.

If nothing else, he will spend his life here, just like his father, and his son will be like him, and he will inherit the hotel from him after a lot of adventures, and of course, the hotel will be renovated after all these years.

But Kenichi Ozora is not so lost, although he has lost a lot, he still has his most important treasure.

It was a girlfriend who had been dating since college, and even though he had endured such a major blow, he did not abandon their seven-year relationship.

This relationship is probably the only motivation to maintain Kenichi Osora's enthusiasm for life.

Even though he gradually became a philistine, bowed his anger under the deliberate difficulties of customers, swallowed his anger under the oppression of the extreme, and completely lost his vigor of the past, she never abandoned him.

She was the brightest sun in his life.

But today, the sun has fallen.

He saw her being held in the arms of another man, and there was not the slightest reluctance on his face.

He didn't blame her, because he knew his downfall.

But...... Why that man?

Why is it the man who bullies him all the time?

Why the man with foul language?

Why is it the man who was born in the extreme gangster?

Have you forgotten how he used to bully us?

Have you forgotten that we have to give him more than half of the money we make every month?

Have you forgotten how you used to despise that gruff man?

Only this man can't!

Kenichi Osora's mentality exploded.

He saw the man and woman hugging each other and felt that he had gone crazy, but he didn't say anything, just turned and left, not because of anything else, but because he didn't dare to provoke the man.

The only thing he dared to do was to vent the door early and find a place to let the alcohol intoxicate him......

Kenichi Oku asked for a few bottles of sake from the izakaya, but he didn't stay in the izakaya

These were acquaintances in the neighborhood, and he didn't want them to see him so embarrassed.

Alcohol fogged his mind, and he walked around the street with a half-empty bottle.

Suddenly, he saw the glass cabinet in the shop next to him, or the reflection of himself on the glass cabinet.

It's so ugly, it's worse than a stray dog.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, lifted the bottle, and poured another sip into his mouth.

After seven years of love, he thought they could accompany him for seventy years, but it turned out that he didn't deserve anything, everything was just a dream.

It's ridiculous that I didn't even notice it, and I don't know when I have lived into the way I used to look down on the most.

"Come on, come again!"

Kenichi Ozora roared angrily.

"Isn't it the extreme? Who's afraid of whom? Aren't you human? Can't you be killed with a knife? Who's afraid of whom? Why are you bullying me, what qualifications do you, a social scumbag who hasn't even read high school, bully me?! ”

Kenichi Ozora roared angrily and waved the wine bottle in his hand, his eyes were red, and under the influence of alcohol, he imagined that he was wielding a big sword and killing all those who bullied him one by one!

"Takahiro Ikuya! You trash! Waste that only knows how to use violence! Extreme garbage, sooner or later I'm going to kill you all! ”

Oku Kenichi roared angrily, but the surrounding houses didn't even react at all, only a dissatisfied scolding

In a city full of dreams and shattered dreams, it's all too common to let off steam.

A cold wind blew, which suddenly made Dakong Kenichi sober up a little.

He sat on the ground with his arms folded and began to weep bitterly.

The wine was empty, and he poured it into his mouth, only a few drops fell into his mouth.

"Woohoo!"

There was a barking of dogs.

Ken Oku looked over with confused eyes.

There was nothing to be seen, only a small dark alley from which the barking of dogs came.

Kenichi Ozora ignored it, just shoved the bottle into his mouth and shoved it into it hard

He wanted to just die like that.

But it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't bear the pain and pulled out the bottle.

Tears flowed down again, and Kenichi Oku fell to the ground softly, in pain.

He hated why he was so weak, and he didn't have the strength and courage to resist in the face of that disgusting bastard, and until today he found that he didn't even have the courage to kill himself.

"Woohoo!"

The barking of dogs kept coming, and it was even louder than before.

And in Kenichi Osora's ears, those ordinary dog barks seemed to have a mocking sound.

Even the dogs were laughing at him.

Okora got up in a rage.

"Bastards, it's just a bunch of dogs, and they dare to laugh at me!"

He was carrying a wine bottle, his face was hideous, and his fierce face was fully revealed.

"I don't dare to go to those extreme paths, don't I dare to find you dogs!"

He approached the dark alley, and except for a faint halo at the mouth of the alley, he couldn't see his fingers inward.

He heard the dog barking again, and subconsciously smashed the wine bottle in his hand.

The sound of wine bottles colliding with flesh and the screams of dogs were heard.

Kenichi Oku rushed over with a distorted face......