Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

One story, truck accident.

First operating day of the year.

Even though we didn't pinch the holidays in particular on the calendar, the day's work ended in half a day, even though we had a longer New Year's holiday than usual.

In the factory break room, working men chat with a can of coffee and cigarettes in one hand.

Tobacco smoke was abundant indoors as it is a resting place that has been rarely allowed to smoke in recent years.

"Uh, I finished today in half a day..."

And whining to Samisawa is Yaichi Fujido, a 35-year-old single factory worker.

There are several other workers, all of whom, without exception, grab cigarettes or pinch them in their fingers, but there are no cigarettes in Yangichi's hand.

He doesn't have the habit of smoking in the first place.

Nonetheless, the reason I'm here is that, first, I don't care about cigarette smoke, and secondly, I don't hate the dull air after work.

"I think it's time for me to pay my cards."

Yaichi spat at his senior Noguchi, a fool nearly halfway to talking to himself.

"Then you should talk to the national fund for now."

"Cockin?"

"Sort of, national gold. Are we treating you like a private business owner for once?

"What kind of national money is that?

"I'm not sure because I just heard chills from an architect acquaintance, too, like a national gold lender"

"Can I borrow it? I'm already full of cash slots."

"They're having trouble without borrowers right now, aren't they? Two pars a year, and the judge says it's Yuru."

"Are you serious!? I'll check it out."

That's how the door to the break room, where he continues to chat with Dallas, was opened, and a full-time Tamura peeked into his face.

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm closing the factory, but will you go home?

"Uh-huh."

Stand up while each extinguishes a cigarette fire or drinks up a can of coffee.

Yangichi also put an empty coffee can in the trash and left the break room behind.

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The factory where Yaichi works incorporated the full percentage system a few years ago.

The few full-time employees, irrespective of their monthly pay, were on a full percentage basis.

However, the title of the worker is not part-time or seconded, but the individual employer.

What I'm doing is no different from being a part-timer, but I'm outsourcing work to a private employer for once.

So insurance and pensions are entirely at your own expense.

Something like minimum wage does not apply, and if you don't have a job, you'll finish early, as you do today, and you'll be paid less for it.

It's a subtle place if asked if it's black though.

In the busy season, the volume of work around the hour increases significantly, with three to four hours of overtime becoming the norm and being fully proportional, the remuneration for that amount is thus also exactly multiplied.

Sometimes, the monthly reward exceeded 400,000 yen.

For that matter, 150,000 yen may be cut during idle periods.

On average, would it be about 250,000 yen?

So I could never say enough about a poor working environment.

However, this wave of income is also a frightening part.

It's fine if you're a person who can manage himself properly, or if you have a wife who can manage your money exactly like your senior Noguchi.

Save well when you have more rewards and chop up your savings in less months.

It would be perfectly fine if I could do that, but Yaichi was unfortunately a sweet type of person with sweet self-management.

A lot of rewards would really waste it and raise my standard of living.

And it was difficult to lower the standard of living that rose once, and the months of low pay were often not well moderated, resulting in deficits.

As a result, I repeatedly paid a portion of my credit card usage as a revo, and I called it a "connection to payday” to get my hands on cash, and now I have a fair amount of debt.

For once, we seem to be able to manage about this month's payment, but if we don't accommodate it from somewhere next month, various payments could be delayed, which I'm actually deeply afraid of.

"Ugh, cold...... National Gold... National Gold."

On his way home from the factory, Yaichi was looking into 'national money' and doing it on his smartphone.

The screen is only viewed when the foot stops, such as waiting for a signal, so as not to become a walking smartphone.

The ethics around it were Yaichi, who had quite a bit.

"Government Finance... this"

We will discover a site that looks like it and scrutinize the information.

What Yaichi was looking for was a borrowing at a cheap rate.

However, it was found that this state money and the others were clearly stated that they could not be used in exchange.

Apart from the official website, I took a peek at the site where the average person explained how to use it, but in the end it seemed like a service that could only borrow the expenses needed for capital investment, new employment, etc., and it turns out that without a solid business plan, the review would not pass, and Yaichi dropped his shoulder significantly

(Mr. Noguchi... still tedious...)

A man named Noguchi, a senior, would probably have had more trouble with his life than that, just like Yaichi, if he didn't have a solid wife.

I just changed the signal so I put my smartphone in my shoulder bag and raised my face.

Then I saw the truck rushing into the crosswalk with momentum that seemed to ignore the signal.

"Oh... are you serious!?

If you were walking away without a safety check, or you might have collided with the truck, looking at your smartphone as it is, but fortunately I noticed it early on so I wait for the truck to pass.

Most of the other pedestrians had noticed, so they looked flirty to stop in a hurry.

... but from the other side of the road, I could see one child failing to check his safety and trying to cross the crosswalk to run half way because the signal had changed.

A mother and a woman's voice screaming for a noun that would probably be a child's name.

If we jump in now, can we help this kid?

When I was lost for a moment, I saw a person jumping out of behind that child.

Apparently a young man, the man immediately caught up with the child, turned his arm around to hold the child's hips, then flipped his body and threw the child at the former one.

And with that recoil, the man jumps towards Yangichi while still having quite a momentum.

"Okay! Come on!!

There were no pedestrians waiting for the signal near Yangichi, and also there was off the track path.

If you can take it well, a man won't get hurt either.

I am somewhat confident in my power because I have done quite a bit of physical work in the factory for once.

Yaichi dropped his hips and gassed at the man who jumped in momentum.

"Guys!

A accepted man smiles when he sees Yaichi.

He seemed like a pretty good young man.

Turning our gaze forward as we relieved ourselves, for some reason the truck coming toward us to be sucked in accounted for the bulk of our sight.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... is that it?

Certainly, the truck should have approached the moment.

Afterwards, I thought it would probably collide, laying face down and stifling my body, but it never struck me.

I looked up terrified and looked around, but there was nothing.

Yes, nothing.

Nothing, a bright white space.

"This is no way..."

One man stood as he looked around, remembering his unpleasant feeling.

Apparently the man I took it from earlier.

When did you leave Yaichi?

"Um."

When Yaichi spoke, the man looked back to be played.

"... Oh, thank you just now"

Apparently, they also realized who Yangichi was.

"Um, I was in the truck earlier..."

"... right?

"Maybe, but we..."

"Dead... don't you think"

Mouth the decisive words.

Whatever you think, it's not where I was earlier.

More importantly, there's nothing like it. I just didn't think there was a white, wide space on the planet.

I'll look at your feet, but there's nothing like the ground.

Nevertheless, there was also the unnaturalness of being able to stand somehow.

"Ha-ha-ha... I haven't twisted early in the New Year. You're gonna have a baby next month. Hey, me."

"Are you sure!? Congratulations..."

"Shh. Well, I just got life insurance the other day, so I'm lucky."

"Yeah, I'm just a provincial citizen."

"No, no, I was, too, tin? I got in there rooted for my soliciting aunt who comes on company holidays...... Oh, but I haven't told my wife yet."

"Well, aren't you okay? The insurance company will contact you. I think the diplomats are coming to the right place in the old treasury system."

"That's it. Well, the guys at the company were watching, so somebody's gonna tell them."

"So you're going to be born next month, is it a boy, is it a girl?

"He's a man."

"Did you decide on a name?

"No, I struggled. I've been thinking a lot about not being a fashionable sparkling name or something lately, huh? Ultimately, it was about to be" cinta, "but my wife suddenly started to disagree."

"Cinta-kun, I think that's a good name, but hey"

"It's a ssss!? But I don't know what it is..."

"... could it be Cinta with a" thick ”in her” heart ”?

"Yes!! It means I want you to live with your heart." Heart too. "

"You know what... by the way? of food."

"Is that the tough one? I like to eat with three glasses of vinegar."

"I'm a black honey, but by the way. And when I write about it in kanji, it's" thick ”in my heart."

"Seriously!!?"

"Seriously."

"Ahhh... so he said let's make it big, not fat..."

"As it is, well, isn't your wife going to do well around there?

"You don't have to be” fat ”to think it's my will... Oh, I'm standing on a dream pillow..."