Since I don’t have money to go to college, I have no choice but to slay dragons. Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five: The Displaced Man Chasing the Phantom
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five: The Displaced Man Chasing the Phantom
The figure gradually became blurred, and suddenly I sat up from the dream - waiting for the sun to set in the morning dew.
There is a sudden sound, but there is still a breath left and then it passes away - the sad wind and the desolation.
...
A Noh opera performance was played on the changing TV, with melodious singing, exaggerated makeup, and Noh opera actors rising and falling on the big screen, like flowers and butterflies.
"For those of you who are gangsters, what are your future plans?" Lin Nian asked casually while lying on the sofa looking at the traditional Japanese art that he couldn't appreciate.
"Plans?" Liang stood by the refrigerator with a cold beer in his mouth and threw a handful of juice towards the sofa: "What are your plans? Do you mean changing careers?"
"We generally refer to reforming the evil and returning to the right. The work of the underworld is still crooked no matter how beautiful the family is. You should know this, right?" Lin Nian took the juice thrown by Ryoichi and iced his hands.
"Underworld is not a job, but a choice in life... Besides, washing hands with a golden basin is a taboo in our industry. Anyone who thinks of it may end up dead on the street the next day." Ryoichi relied on
Looking at the refrigerator, I looked through the window to the telephone poles standing in the dark night. A few night sparrows fluttered and jumped among the bustling sparks in the distance.
"Tattoos can be washed away through photoelectric means," Lin Nian said.
"To be precise, 80% of tattoos can be washed away, but the remaining 20% cannot be washed away." Liang Yi stretched out his hand and pulled his collar to reveal the colorful colors underneath: "The longer it takes, the more it will settle.
The heavier the color, the harder it is to get away from it.”
"What's the tattoo?" Lin Nian asked.
Liang Yi glanced at the closed bedroom door not far away, put the cold beer on the refrigerator and reached out to unbutton a few buttons. Lin Nian on the sofa could not help but widen his eyes slightly after catching a glimpse of the gorgeous and eye-catching drawings on the chest.
The crazy scarlet and eerie green were reflected in his eyes.
"The picture of a red ghost walking around during the day to slay evil spirits." Ryoichi said: "The year I came of age, team leader Yilong took me to the tattoo master and gave it to me. In my family, only certain tattoo masters dare to get this kind of tattoo."
Tattoos are given by the leader of the team, and you follow the 'pattern master' worshiped by the family, bathe and burn incense, and worship ghosts and gods before you can get tattoos on your upper body, and then you can escape into the endless hell."
"Eternal hell?" Lin Nian chewed the word and smiled for no reason.
"Some things cannot be washed off after they are painted on, and forced washing will only leave ugly scars. On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, team leader Yilong asked me three times if I was ready, and I always answered yes," Ryoichi said lightly.
: "There is no reason for people like me to refuse hard-won gifts. After I escaped from the orphanage, I wandered the streets of Shinjuku, stealing people's wallets with dirty hands and feet. At that time, I met a group of yakuza gangsters in Ginza for a living.
There was a turf war, knives and guns were used. The scene was very tragic. It was also the first time that I knew that a person's body could hold so much blood, and that the faucet around his neck could not be turned off as soon as it was turned on. I knew that in this world, there is still a struggle for survival.
I am a worse and crueler person."
"That's when Team Leader Yilong came." Ryoichi recalled, looking at the incandescent lights in the living room: "He got out of a black Honda without any entourage, and without any weapons in his hands.
The old man, who was over half a hundred years old, walked alone to the center of the battlefield. At that time, I thought he was looking for death, but when he walked between the two groups of gangsters, I realized that I was wrong. He was bleeding like a column after slashing.
The gangsters with red eyes all stopped for no reason. When they saw Team Leader Yilong, they were like seeing ghosts walking in the daytime. They retreated and separated on both sides. The one in the east was bleeding in the east, and the one in the west was panting in the west. The old man
Just one person cut this tragic scene into two, without even saying a word from beginning to end."
"So from that time on, I told myself in my heart that when I grow up, I will also be such a majestic person, wearing a suit, driving a car, everyone knows my name, and everyone respects me." After that, Ryoichi
He said calmly and took a big sip of beer into his mouth.
"It's a very reasonable wish." Lin Nian nodded and couldn't deny the concept: "No matter how dangerous this road is, you will continue to walk on it in the future. What about your sister?"
"Sister?" Liang Yi glanced at Lin Nian: "Oh, are you talking about Qianxun... She and I are from two different worlds. No matter how high I climb, there is no need for her to get involved in my affairs. For her
For me, just get into a good university, find a good job, and find a man you like to marry."
"While praying for a grand and domineering future, you are also giving your family the most ordinary and warm future?" Lin Nian sipped the juice: "You will probably not see her again after she gets married, right?"
"Not necessarily." Ryoichi raised his eyebrows: "If the boyfriend she is dating is a scumbag, maybe I will have the opportunity to build a fresh concrete pillar for the Tokyo building."
"With a brother like you, Qianxun will probably have to let you sit at the father's seat when he gets married in the future, right?" Lin Nian smiled and raised the juice can to Ryoichi next to the refrigerator.
"It's meaningless to talk about things that are too far away." Ryoichi also smiled, lowered his head, shook it, and raised his beer can to touch it slightly.
The future?
While drinking, Ryoichi recalled for no reason the first time he met Ayochi Chihiro. It was in a rental house that was not much better than the one he has now.
I still remember that day seemed to be Monday. After he received the task of placing orphans from his family, he came to visit with the procedures for the orphanage. At that time, he knocked on the door of the rental house and no one responded, so he had to use some tricks to open the lock and get in.
When I got there, I found that there was no one in the room, and then I remembered that it was a working day and the school had classes. No matter how early it was, I would have to wait until four o'clock in the afternoon for anyone to come back.
He simply walked around the rental house. There was nothing special. The TV series in the living room were covered with a large layer of dust, indicating that the owner did not like watching TV. There were no magazines to relieve boredom, and there was no game console that was popular among students on the market.
, only a square cushion next to the low table in the middle of the living room still has dents on it.
Ryoichi sat on the cushion and looked up at the front door of the rental house. The ticking clock on the door was making a never-ending circular motion. At that time, for no reason, he suddenly became a character and guessed the owner of the room.
I spent all my free time in the house sitting like this, listening to the clock ticking back and forth and feeling the time flow through my fingers, letting the sun rise and set outside the window, until I felt sleepy and fell asleep on the table.
Boring and boring daily life, what is the expectation of such a life? Ryoichi doesn't understand.
He sat and thought, and soon fell asleep in the afternoon sun. He lay on the table sleepily and slept until the afternoon, until the sound of the door lock cylinder springing up woke him up.
At that time, before the sleepy Ryoichi could react, a girl's clear voice came from the door, and she said: "ただいま(I'm back)."
At this moment, Ryoichi realized what the girl was waiting for by sitting here over and over again. In a way, the girl and he were the same kind of people. They had both sat behind the door for a long time, meditated, and listened to the rain.
The sound flowing on the railing outside the window tastes the cold and slightly moist taste that evokes loneliness.
What they are waiting for is the boring future, but the impossible "ただいま" and the "おかえり" that they can never say.
Childish and unrealistic, but with great wishes.
‘おかえり’ (Welcome back).
That afternoon, Ryoichi, who had been an orphan since childhood, spoke for the first time that unfamiliar line of dialogue that was destined to be familiar.
——So what if you give her a bright future? As long as you know that there is someone sitting behind the door waiting for you, I'm back, the welcome dialogue will never be boring, because there is always someone who will accompany you to play this unconventional game.
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There must be some support and reason to climb to the top of the underworld, so why can't this reason be hers?
Liang Yi smiled while drinking cold beer, his eyes full of tenderness.
Lin Nian, who was drinking juice on the sofa, suddenly turned his head. The wandering light and flames were reflected in his pupils.
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The sound of the explosion was deafening. Ryoichi rolled out and couldn't tell the difference between the sky and the earth. He only felt his ears ringing and his eyes filled with blood. The whole world seemed to be spinning. He didn't stop rolling until the back of his head hit the ground and there was severe pain.
There seemed to be a gap in his memory. A moment ago, he was lost in thought by the refrigerator in the dormitory. At this moment, confusion and pain completely filled his brain, making it difficult to sort out his thoughts.
A violent coughing sound suddenly sounded next to Ryoichi. He was lying on the ground and tried to turn his head to look, only to see Lin Nian pressing Mandy and throwing him to the ground, raising a large amount of dust.
Lin Nian was disgraced and covered in blood. His exposed skin was cracked and cracked, and a large number of capillaries were broken. After seeing Liang Yi's gaze, he spat out blood and whispered in a low voice: "I'm sorry, the situation is too critical. Five
The moment of stepping up is still not fast enough..."
Liang Yi stared at Lin Nian blankly. The firelight falling from the sky made his face that was rubbed and stained with blood appear bright and dark. He suddenly seemed to notice something and climbed up with difficulty with an expressionless face. He raised his head and looked at the apartment.
On the third floor of the building, flames and billowing smoke shot straight into the sky, and his shadow stretched very long under the firelight.
Standing alone under the billowing smoke, he looked like a stray owl, or like a poor man sitting by the window listening to the sunset, hearing the sound of the clock reaching its climax but no one responded, and looking at
The closed door that no longer opened let out a hysterical howl.