This is a noisy izakaya. Some off-duty company employees form their own small groups in twos and threes and gather together to chat loudly. It is estimated that more than half of their stress in the workplace is caused by mixing alcohol in the izakaya.
evaporated.
In the corner of this izakaya, two small tables were arranged, with a very young man and a not very young man sitting respectively.
The very young man was Zhao Song. At this time, he looked around furtively. After making sure that no one noticed her, he turned around and glanced at the not very young man next to him.
Then, when no one was paying attention, he poured a handful of Bawei Dihuang Pills from the medicine box and stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed it with a glass of ice-cold draft beer.
"Ahem..." Zhao Song coughed twice because he swallowed too quickly.
Clearing his throat, Zhao Song looked around again and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He said hello to the young man next to him, who was not very young: "Hey, are you alone?"
The young man, who was not very young, looked around blankly, then pointed at Zhao Song and pointed at himself.
Zhao Song nodded.
The young man also nodded.
Zhao Song said in half-baked island Mandarin: "Together?"
When the young man heard this, his eyes showed a trace of joy, and he quickly brought the food and wine on his table to Zhao Song's table.
Not good at sociability, he is a typical otaku. Zhao Song nodded secretly, this is the person he is looking for.
"Oh, let's get that mawana for you!"
This man was really rude. The young man frowned secretly. But he still replied: "Yoshikawa Tomiro."
"Piercing the crotch (Cantonese transliteration)!?" Zhao Song looked at the young man's lower body in disbelief and repeated it in confusion.
This time the young man didn't show his success on his face, but he still said politely: "Yoshikawa Tomiro."
As if he could see the displeasure on Yoshikawa Tomiro's face, Zhao Song said quickly: "My name is Zhao Song. I come from Zhonghua's family. My Mandarin is not very good and I am not proficient in Jingtai. Please forgive me."
After speaking, Zhao Song looked at him nervously. If he showed any other emotions, this chance encounter would be over.
Yoshikawa Fumiro showed a relieved look and said with a smile: "Hello Zhao Songsang."
Honorific?
Zhao Song raised his head, looked seriously at the island native who was obviously older than himself, and replied seriously: "Hello, Yoshikawa-san."
After saying that, Zhao Song raised his glass, "Ding~" and touched it with Yoshikawa Tomiro, and drank it in one gulp.
"What does Yoshikawa-san do?"
"Industrial Management."
Zhao Song raised his eyebrows, "Intern?"
Yoshikawa Tomiro shook his head, "I'm already an intern."
"Then you..." Zhao Song pointed to the small group in the izakaya and asked doubtfully.
Yoshikawa Furuo smiled bitterly and said: "I used to be ignorant and didn't go when I was called, but now no one calls me."
Zhao Song nodded to express his understanding, then smiled and raised his glass: "I think it would be better to hold our second meeting (Note 1) in a bar."
Yoshikawa Tomiro was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "I know a place with a very good atmosphere..."
Zhao Song waved his hand to interrupt Yoshikawa Furuo's words: "Kabucho!"
"Of course!" An inexplicable look flashed across Yoshikawa Tomiro's face, as if he had found a like-minded friend, "There is only Kabuchō!" Yoshikawa Tomiro said firmly.
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Kabucho Ichiban Street is the most famous red light district in Tokyo. It is most lively after 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening and has many tourists.
There are 3,000 maid cafes, cowherd shops, video shops, touch shops, game arcades, and many island country blacklists.
However, if you also want to immerse yourself in hand-to-hand combat, you may be disappointed, as the news widely circulated on the Internet: they do not do business with foreigners.
In Kabucho Ichiban Street, the employees have limited education and do not understand foreign languages. In addition, the islanders actually have a fear of foreigners. This fear is due to lack of understanding. So a default rule has been formed here: do not entertain foreigners.
People - it's not just that we don't entertain flower growers.
But there are always exceptions, and most custom shops will entertain guests brought by regular customers.
Of course, there is also the business of soliciting customers on the street, which is 90% done by scammers.
10:30 pm, Cholesterol Bar, Meiji Street, Tokyo.
Zhao Song looked at Fumiro Yoshikawa with a dark look on his face, as if he was looking at someone alien.
"Zhao Songsang," Yoshikawa Fulang said with a wry smile, "This is what you imagine a gay community is, but it is not abnormal, but an atmosphere of joy and freedom. You can take off the mask you have worn for a long time here and be faithful to your heart's content
Just be yourself. Free to disguise, free to express, and seeing the happiness and affection on their faces is really contagious."
"You too?" Zhao Song looked at Yoshikawa Tomiro with a fearful expression.
Yoshikawa Tomiro shook his head vigorously.
"Oikawa-san." Zhao Song said solemnly, "You should know where we are going?"
Yoshikawa Tomiro's face turned red, "Zhao Songsang, we can go to three meetings."
"Okay!" Looking at Yoshikawa Tomiro's expectant eyes, Zhao Song nodded helplessly.
Then, the two of them sat casually on the bar, and then, Zhao Song was horrified to see the face of a flower-like man.
Blowing God Takuya - the island country's version of Ruhua, a shy and friendly GA&&AY, Zhao Song knew him because this guy was on "The Coming of Kangxi". In the show, he claimed to have been practicing high-speed vacuum suction and suction every day for twenty years
Shen monkey tightening power!
Once, the industry's dignity in the arena - Ryo Takui was sucked into the door...
"Pervert!" Zhao Song cursed secretly, lowering his head and staring closely at the candles on the bar in front of him.
"What two shy and cute boys!" Fukigami Taku brought the cocktails he had mixed up, teased them in a friendly manner, and turned around to leave.
‘ShyNmp;…X!’
Yoshikawa Tomiro nodded his thanks and handed a cocktail to him.
Zhao Song became bored as soon as he said, "Yichuan, let's go!" He didn't even add the honorific.
"No more sitting around? This is the bar that best represents Kabuchō!"
"But there's not even a female here." Zhao Song stared at Yoshikawa Tomiro with big eyes. He also took the medicine and drank the wine. You brought me to a bar full of men. I can't tolerate it until now.
alright!
Being stared at by Zhao Song, Yoshikawa Furang's face gradually turned red. After a long time, he stammered and said: "Zhao Songsang, let's agree first. I have only been to the place where we will go three times.
If they find an aunt to entertain you, don't blame me."
"I will pretend to be dumb when the time comes!" Zhao Song rolled his eyes at him after he finished speaking, "I'm an honest homebody!"
Hearing this, Yoshikawa Tomiro's face turned even redder, and then he said sheepishly: "No one I know well has been here before, and I discovered this store by myself!
The girl is good-looking and talkative, but she feels very uncomfortable after the service!”
Suddenly, Zhao Song paused and looked at Yoshikawa Tomiro blankly. Only then did he slowly remember that Kabuchō is a red light district, not a red light district!
As one of the safest cities in the world, Tokyo's kabuchō is just a part of the island nation's culture. Here, this (home run) is illegal!