Flying over the bubble era

Chapter 1 001. New arrivals
1985 years.

Yesterday, I was teased by Qiuhu, and today it is cold and rainy. The weather in Tokyo is more erratic than I imagined.

Get off at Shinjuku Station and go through the underpass.Walking out of the station, Iwahashi Shinichi held up his umbrella, like a raindrop falling into the water, melting into the sea of ​​umbrellas on the street.

He has been living in Tokyo for almost three months, and he still has not been able to adapt to everything in this huge city.It was probably the little countryman's breath rooted in his bones that made him unable to immediately integrate into the prosperity of the big city.

In his last life, he spent most of his time in a small town in the south.The quietness and closure of the small place gave him a sense of security, and it also made him inert, and he never thought of leaving until he was reborn.

Maybe in a few years, he will change his mind and leave his hometown to see the world outside.

It's a pity that he hasn't had time to give this "maybe" a chance to prove it.Life ended prematurely, and when I opened my eyes again, I arrived in this strange country and was forced to be a drifter.

Shinichi Iwahashi was born on June 41, Showa 1966 ([-]). After graduating from high school, like many young people who regard Tokyo as a stage to realize their dreams, they went to Beijing from their hometown of Shizuoka, looking forward to showing themselves.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to give this "expectation" a chance to perform.The premature end of his life was replaced by his soul from more than thirty years later.

The signal light changed from red to green, and Shinichi Iwabashi followed the crowd across the zebra crossing.

Days are getting shorter, and night has come.The streets were lit up with colorful neon lights, and the various billboards reflected each other, making people's eyes hurt.

He walked through the street surrounded by gaudy neon signs, carefully avoiding the stagnant water on the road under his feet, until he turned into a narrow road left between the buildings and only allowed for one person to enter and exit, and got into the alley at the back of the building.

Under the quiet street lamps, the rain threads are like silver flying insects dancing in groups in the mist.

In the dimly lit alley, near the trash can, two or three wild cats were foraging for food. They sensed the breath of people, raised their heads, glanced at him, and looked back indifferently.

Climbing up the second floor along the iron stairs welded outside the building, Iwahashi Shinichi twisted the small door leading to the backstage.

Before the official business hours of the nightclub "Odyssey", the waiters were chatting in the corner of the hall. Only the colorful light from the colorful lights on the top of the hall flowed silently and lonely in the hall.

Iwahashi Shinichi put on his uniform, tied his bow tie, walked into the hall, and joined the boring crows in the corner.

When it was almost business hours, the lady who accompanied the wine came in one after another from the gate.

The market has been doing well these days, and a little cold rain has not dampened their enthusiasm for work.When they walked to the preparation room in the backstage, they chattered and complained about the weather, but no one was willing to stop work.

In this gap, the accompaniment band has already boarded the side stage.When the time is up, the show will start on time regardless of whether there are guests.

The first escort lady who returned to the hall from the preparation room saw him and called out, "Rock Bridge!"

"what?"

The blues dance was playing in the hall, and she pointed to the backing band on the stage, "Let's do a puppet (dance) together." Her voice was slurred because of chewing gum in her mouth.

"Okay." Iwahashi Shinichi walked towards her.

As the distance got closer, the sweet and greasy perfume smell penetrated into the nose.

During the warm-up, the bored escort lady danced to music to pass the time, and sometimes brought in a male waiter as a dance partner.Among the waiters in the store, Shinichi Iwahashi danced the best.

At this point, he became a hot commodity.

In his last life, he participated in a dance club in college. He never thought that one day, the fun of his student days would still come in handy in a nightclub in a foreign country.Life is amazing.

He was still very young in his last life, so young that he used "My whole life" as the opening remark to recall his previous life, and he felt that he was not worthy of such a solemn word.

In a short life, he lived an ordinary life and lived an ordinary life.Now that the identity is changed, it is not much better.Open your eyes and live again, there is no grand road in front of you, let alone a life that creates miracles.

But even so.After the end of life, it is a miracle to be able to get a chance to start over again, even if it is ordinary.He felt quite content.

Live well and good things will happen.

This is a Friday night, and the number of companies that implement the double-off system has recently increased, and Friday's performance has also been bullish.A little cold rain did not dampen her enthusiasm for working with the wine lady, and it did not affect the customers who came to the store to have fun.

Several office workers came in together, the band changed a new tune, the female singer sang on the stage, and the waiters and waitresses also returned to their respective positions.This situation is like a short-term contract between Cinderella and the pumpkin carriage.When the time is up, that's it.

The waitresses in the store almost never maintain a good relationship with the waiters. They all know where the ceiling of the waiters is.

After nine o'clock, three waves of customers poured in one after another, and business was booming in the store.Iwahashi Shinichi shuttled around the store, delivering towels and menus to guests' tables, replacing the weak whiskey and full ashtrays.

At this time, the accompaniment band played the tune that he and the escort lady skipped together when the business started today.

Iwahashi Shinichi was like a wild cat who felt the human breath when he was hunting for food. He raised his head and glanced at the pair of figures swaying on the dance floor, and withdrew his gaze indifferently.

The hall was filled with smoke, the lights fell and came back on, flowing silently.

After living in Tokyo for almost three months, Iwahashi Shinichi worked in a nightclub for almost three months.

In his last life, he managed the shelves in a bookstore, worked at a barbecue stall for summer vacations, and put on a doll hood to hand out shop leaflets on the street, and was surrounded by crazy kids.

Until the official inauguration, he has done a lot of decent and indecent work.

However, it was the first time to engage in night-related work.

That said, even though it was his first time working in a nightclub, he did well.She does her work neatly, maintains a good relationship with her colleagues, and has a good evaluation from the manager. She is still the No. 1 dancer in the heart of Miss Wine.

It was really smooth sailing.

If it goes on like this, maybe one day I will be able to stand on the top of the waiter in the store - the waiter foreman.

……Kidding.

One song ends, another one starts.

This night was no different than every night before, and probably many more if there were no better job replacements.

In this feasting night world, but none of the thousands of colors in this night world is related to him.

He looked around the noisy venue, put away the moment, which can be called confusion about his future, and walked to the new table of guests.Just after offering the towel, the other side greeted him with a smile, "Good evening, Yanqiao."

Iwahashi Shinichi raised his head, "Take no Uchi-san."

(End of this chapter)