Arakawa-ku, a warehouse for a trucking company.

"Sato, this is Maruyama Torotaro, my countryman, just call him Torotaro. On the first day of attendance today, this kid has the strength to help take care of it. ”

"No problem Kashiwagi-san, leave it to me. Torotaro yes, come with me. ”

Shirakawa Kaede was busy registering for school, and Torotaro also started his part-time job life under the leadership of Kashiwagi. Under the care of Toshiwagi, Torotaro was arranged to work as an unloader in the warehouse of Kashiwagi's company.

Now that the country's economy is booming, people are needed everywhere. As a position of unloader that does not require much technical requirements, most people can do it.

It's easy to arrange a Torotaro onboarding. It's just that he is not an official member of the company, but a labor dispatch route.

Labor dispatch, is the word familiar to you? That's right, it's an expatriate. Compared with regular employees, there are no welfare subsidies, and wages are paid daily.

The company does not take the risk and can let them go at any time without any compensation disputes. And this kind of good thing? The capitalists are in ecstasy.

In the future, the form of employment that occupied the mainstream in the temporary labor market of the Celestial Empire, in the seventies and eighties, the little RB had already played well.

"Torotaro, work hard and don't cause trouble."

Kashiwagi knows Torotaro's character, for fear that he won't know how to converge and cause trouble. Tokyo is no better than a fawn, no one accommodates you, and those who can't stand the grievances are doomed to be eliminated.

"Don't worry, Uncle Kashiwagi, I understand." Torotaro waved goodbye to Kashiwagi and turned to Kashiwagi again. "Sato-san, please take care of me in the future."

Torotaro is impulsive, but he's not stupid. Since I am here to beg for a living and earn money to hire a better doctor for my mother, I will work hard, and a little grievance is nothing.

Torotaro is optimistic, and the work he arranges is quite to his liking. Strength works, and the last thing he lacks is strength.

Sato saw that although Torotaro was a little rougher, his attitude was not bad, and he was not picky like a fledgling boy who didn't know the height of the sky. I couldn't help but nod secretly.

"Now, what you have to do is to put the goods delivered by the forklift and put them neatly in the truck compartment. To save space, put as much space as possible.

The most important thing is to be careful not to damage the goods, otherwise the day will be in vain, or even upside down. “

Sato took Torotaro around the warehouse, probably told him some precautions, and after taking care of his safety, he went to work on his own.

Torotaro watched the people coming and going in the warehouse, and the forklifts were running around. There is the excitement of the first day of work, but also a little dazed and reserved.

"Hey, boy. Don't worry about being in a daze, hurry up and come over to help. ”

Torotaro was stunned and pointed at himself with his finger, "Me?" ”

"Nonsense, or anyone. The whole warehouse is in a daze, and it's really a 'golden egg' from the northeast, stupid to death. ”

The ridicule of the workers made the people around laugh, and the simple black round head was not a "golden egg".

As a native RB native, Torotaro certainly knows what "golden eggs" mean.

Especially the ridiculed eyes of everyone, and the indifferent laughter stung him deeply. Torotaro's thick eyebrows were stirred up as if they had come to life, swimming back and forth.

His face turned black and red with anger, and he turned around to teach the guy a lesson. But when he was about to take a step, he endured it again.

The pale face of his mother, the care of Kashiwagi, and the agreement with Shirakawa Kaede to make a lot of money flashed back and forth in his mind.

Taking a deep breath, Torotaro let go of his clenched fists, and his two eyebrows seemed to lose their luster and drooped.

Seeing his deflated appearance, the people around the crowd laughed even more, and even began to point.

"Hey, you guys are messing around with nothing. The trucks waiting to pick up the goods outside have been lined up for a kilometer, and the goods are not finished today, so they are all left to work overtime. ”

Sato didn't know when he would appear, and scolded everyone to hurry up and work. Seeing that everyone had dispersed, he finally took a deep look at Torotaro, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing.

Torotaro, who was alone, pursed his lips a few times. Then he rolled up his sleeves without saying a word and began to work.

The cardboard boxes were stuffed into the carriage one by one, and his waist gradually folded.

The shipments allocated to him should have ended long ago. The strange thing is that every time there is the last bit left, the moment he turns around, it fills up again.

Just like a spring that does not dry up, scooping away a scoop and giving birth to another scoop, as if it will never dry up.

I don't know, Xiao Feng's side is not smooth. Exhausted and lying on a tatami mat, Torotaro thought at the last moment that it was actually good to go to university.

…

It's really good to go to college, at least that's what Shirakawa Kaede thinks at the moment.

April 1 was the entrance ceremony to Meiji University. On this day, all new students dressed in formal attire and participated in the school's group activities.

The same is true for Shirakawa Kaede, the dress on his body was specially bought by his mother in the city. Because Shirakawa Kaede is thin, and he doesn't like the wide-shouldered and fat suit style of RB people in this period.

After Kazuko cut it herself, it finally met his heart.

Slim suit, tall figure, delicate eyebrows. Not to mention, sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles.

This outfit immediately raised his whole image by more than one grade. It's no longer like the country boy at the beginning.

Kiryu Eleven, who is in the same dormitory, is taking care of his long and unruly hair in front of the mirror. What's even more sassy is that his suit is white!

Thinking that he would have to walk with him to school later, Shirakawa Kaede had a toothache. It turns out that some people, even if they walk with him, need courage.

As for persuading him to wear the same dark formal clothes as everyone else, this thought didn't even come to Shirakawa Kaede.

Based on his back-and-forth between Buddha and God yesterday, Shirakawa Kaede knew that he was not an ordinary person.

Speaking of the dormitory, another giant, Daiji Yamashita, has long been empty, and maybe he is crowding on the subway to Tama Ward at this time.

His entrance ceremony was at the Ikuta campus, and Shirakawa Kaede didn't know why he didn't live in the dormitory so close to Tama Ward, so he had to run to Suginami Ward.

Thirty or forty minutes at a time, figure what.

Fortunately, most of the courses in the university can be arranged by yourself, so you don't have to go back and forth every day, so you can concentrate the courses on two or three days a week.

After packing up, Shirakawa Kaede and Kiryu Eleven went to the school's auditorium together. There, the Chancellor of the University of Minnesota will deliver televised speeches via a closed-circuit television system, and the major campuses will receive signals simultaneously.

In April, the grass grows and the warbler flies. The most straightforward embodiment on campus is the pink and white cherry blossoms along the road, competing with each other. The warm breeze blows, and the petals are disturbed.

Such a beautiful scenery is especially loved by Kiryu Eleven. Under the cherry blossom tree, the white suit of the sao bag. The picture is too beautiful for Shirakawa Kaede to dare to look at.

If it weren't for Shirakawa Kaede pulling him, this guy probably wouldn't even want to participate in the entrance ceremony and would have gone to enjoy the cherry blossoms.

When the two of them came to the auditorium, facing thousands of pairs of eyes that converged, Shirakawa Kaede only felt that his scalp was numb. Especially after everyone noticed the strange Kiryu Eleven, it caused a burst of exclamations, followed by excited cheers and laughter.

Alas, did your college life start with being a foil by the side of the much-anticipated protagonist?

But think about these years, even the Red Army can publicize it on campus with great fanfare, and students hold demonstrations at every turn. Then wearing a white suit doesn't seem like a big deal.

In the magical and chaotic 70s, communism and capital, Westernization and tradition, rural and urban, the sparks that popped up from their collision. Even the booming economy can't hide its strangeness.