Ota is from Aomori Prefecture, the northernmost part of the island, and his parents died young, and he was raised by his grandmother since he was a child.

My grandmother's biggest hope was that Ota would be able to read more books, and she would not have to go to university or graduate from high school. Then you can find a stable job in the town, marry a local girl, get married and have children.

However, like many orphans who have lost their parents, Ota spent his days fooling around with his fox friends and dogs in town at a very young age.

Because I didn't have money, I learned to steal things, stealing money everywhere, stealing when I could. Even money for temples and shrines is stolen.

With a stick, a thread, and a unicorn, he has a way of stealing the money for the incense oil offered to the temple from the well-guarded wooden offering box.

So in the process of growing up, he gradually became a complete and hopeless little scoundrel.

There were two or three children like him, and they naturally formed a natural alliance. Because Ota has the most strength, there is no doubt that he has become their leader.

However, life is still the same, and a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old children wander the streets in rags all day long.

In order to make a little money, he will also engage in some bizarre tricks with his younger brothers. During the day, they sell all kinds of small building materials or scrap hardware stolen from all over the world to local shops.

When night falls, they sneak inside and steal back what they had only sold during the day. And then after a while take it and sell it to another store.

One time things went wrong, because this kind of trick was played too much, which caused some shops to be alarmed.

One of the shopkeepers marked the item he received, and a few days later it was taken to his shop by Ota and ready to be sold again.

Then Ota and they were caught on the spot, and they wanted to resist if they were not afraid of heaven and earth. The shopkeeper picked up his tattooed arm and beat them up.

"Boy, when I was in the Far East Society, no one dared to fool me like this."

The hideous pattern on the owner's arm, the fierce eyes, and the domineering and confident tone left a great shadow in Ota's heart.

He never set foot in the shop again, as if there was a great horror there.

This incident left a deep fear in Ota's heart, but it opened another door.

He wanted to be like that, he wanted to be a true pole. Tokyo, the headquarters of the Far Eastern Society he inquired about, became a sacred place in his mind.

But my grandmother is old and can't do without someone to take care of her. Although Ota sometimes does things badly, he is at least a person with a filial piety.

Last winter, when his grandmother passed away suddenly, Ota finally made up his mind to go to Tokyo to find the Far Eastern Society.

Even in order to join the Far Eastern Society, he left a tattoo on his arm in advance, and made a business card for himself in the Far Eastern Society.

He had already thought about finding the Far Eastern Society in Tokyo, and directly reported the name of the shopkeeper who beat him in his hometown, and said that he had introduced him to join the club.

On the way to Tokyo, Ota even passed a extreme addiction in advance. The feeling of being majestic and so majestic that others don't dare to look at him is really cool.

Even his acting skills are extraordinary, and he is ready to recruit one or two younger brothers, one of whom seems to be very capable of fighting. It's a pity that another kid went to college, otherwise with his years of experience as a master, he might be able to make a fortune by using the craftsmanship of that little white face.

However, after arriving in Tokyo, things didn't go as smoothly as expected.,First I found the wrong place.,Beat up by other yakuza groups.。

After a month and a half, they finally found the headquarters of the Far Eastern Society near Ikebukuro, but when they reported the name of the old shopkeeper, they were greeted not with polite courtesy, but with a more ferocious old fist.

If they hadn't run so fast, they might have been caught back and their little fingers cut.

I've been living in Tokyo for two months, and I haven't mixed up my identity with Jidao, and all the money on my body has been spent.

Seeing that the little friends who followed him were all yellow and thin, Ota gritted his teeth and walked towards the homeless man on the side of the street.

As a result..., they were so hungry that they couldn't walk, and they were severely repaired by three or four homeless men.

I'm a dignified Uncle Ota, and one day I was reduced to grabbing food with a homeless man, and what's even more shameful is that I haven't beaten each other yet...

This was Ota's last-minute thought before he was knocked unconscious.

"Hey, wake up~wake up~"

Ota had a dream in which he had eaten a full meal of fish and meat, and was getting ready for a good night's sleep. But I feel that someone is buzzing in my ear, like an annoying fly, disturbing people's dreams.

"Yaga~ Don't affect Uncle Ota's sleep" Ota turned over in the garbage heap and continued to sleep.

Kaede Shirakawa and Torotaro pinched their noses and looked at each other, and the latter nodded in understanding.

Then Torotaro rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thick black and sturdy arms, and threw out the two big-eared scrapers with "pop" and "pop".

It's really cool, I wanted to teach this guy a lesson last time in the car, and today I finally got my wish. Torotaro withdrew his hand contentedly.

"Hmm..." Ota opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Shirakawa Kaede and Torotaro squatting in front of him, and he couldn't turn for a while.

"Ota-san, long time no see." Shirakawa Kaede said hello with a smile.

"Huh, it's you?" Ota recognized the figure in front of him, he still had some impressions of Shirakawa Kaede, and he had just dreamed and appeared.

In the dream, they are all their little brothers, and the sycophants are called smooth, and the flattery is terrible.

"You woke me up" Ota slowly woke up, and when he saw himself sitting in the garbage heap, he felt embarrassed.

Shirakawa Kaede nodded, "I see that Ota-san is sleeping too deeply, and this is not a good place to sleep, so I can only be rude to wake up Ota-san." ”

"Well, thank you. But why does my face hurt a little? Ota rubbed his hot cheeks, a little suspicious.

Shirakawa Kaede and Torotaro glanced at each other without a trace, and said in unison, "Maybe it's because there are more mosquitoes here." ”

"Hum~", Ota slapped his arm hard, took his palm away, and the body of a large-flowered mosquito remained on his arm.

He struggled to get up and saw that his little friend was still asleep. There was a burst of shame and anger in my heart, "Hey, you fools, get up quickly, and disgrace me."

Ota punched and kicked his little brother in a row. It's just that a few people are standing together, all wilted, and some even have bruises on their faces.

"Ota-san, do you need any help?" Shirakawa Kaede saw Ota's embarrassment, thinking that they were all fellow villagers in the Northeast, and asked kindly.

Ota's face was flushed, and he lowered his head for a long time, and he didn't hold back a complete sentence.

Shirakawa Kaede could probably guess in his heart that their experience was not very good, just look at the blank eyes of his younger brothers.

He didn't press any further, but took some money from his pocket and handed it to him. "Buy something to eat, if you really can't go back to your hometown in the Northeast, it's good. If you want to survive in Tokyo, you have to learn to bow your head. ”

"I'm Ota..." Ota subconsciously wanted to spit out the fragrance, but he stopped stiffly, he waved his hand, "Anyway, I can't ask for your money." ”

Shirakawa Kaede smiled, "Take it, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about taking care of the people who follow you." ”

Ota was stunned, he turned his head to look at his friends who had followed him since he was a child, only to see them staring directly at the banknotes in Bai Chuanfeng's hands, and some were even secretly swallowing saliva.

Ota showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and took the money with trembling fingers, "Shirakawa-kun, thank you." The voice was extremely depressed.

Shirakawa Kaede patted him on the shoulder and didn't speak. Immediately got up to leave, and Torotaro nodded at Ota and left with him.

Looking at the figure that was fading away under the street lamp, and then at the thousands of yen in his hand, Ota had a complicated expression.

"Boss, are we still doing Yakuza yet?" There was a little brother beside him, and he asked in a hesitant tone.

The experience of this period of time made them no longer full of illusions about the word Jidao, and it had nothing to do with the imaginary chivalrous way.

Ota did not speak, but turned away in silence. Several younger brothers looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Hey, do you want to fill your stomach?" Under the street lamp, Ota put his hands in his pockets and roared from afar.

"Ah, go, go." A few younger brothers happily trotted all the way over.

"After eating, take a bath. I'll start looking for work tomorrow. ”

"Good, good"

Under the street lamp, several young people were bouncing around, stretched by the lights.

The two teenagers on the other side, Shirakawa Kaede, who was almost at the residence, were also being pestered by Torotaro to ask questions.

"Xiao Feng, why do you want to help them, they were bullying people in the car at that time."

"That guy Ota isn't a good guy, but he's not hopelessly bad either.

Did you see the look in his eyes just now, he has long lost his arrogance and arrogance. All I saw was depression and uneasiness.

So I think someone with this kind of look must have never done anything heinous before, at most he is a country gangster.

And everyone is from the Northeast, so let's help if you can. ”

"Well, it's a little. But thinking of that guy's hateful expression at the beginning, I wanted to beat him up. ”

"Didn't you already beat him?"

"Ahhh

"Torotaro, everyone has the possibility of encountering their own predicament to a greater or lesser extent. When they are struggling on the edge of the abyss, don't think about pushing them, maybe you can try to pull, maybe this action will affect their lives. ”

"Xiao Feng, what you said is too profound, I don't understand."

"You guy, why are you so stupid."

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