Can't Stop Drawing

As a commercial street that has had a tradition of running custom businesses since ancient times, Kabukicho still maintains this tradition until modern times.

The lights were feasting, the neon lights were shining, and the drunk uncle with a tie on his forehead staggered out with the support of his companions.

Girls in bright clothes and looks as good as stars stood at the door, smiling and waving goodbye to the guests.

Many young people who have just entered the society linger at the entrance of the street, their faces are flushed, swallowing saliva, wanting to enter but not daring to enter.

Da da da……

The blond girl in a jacket and short skirt stepped over the shy young people and strode towards the Cowherd's shop in the depths of Kabukicho.

In modern society, equality between men and women is emphasized. Kabukicho not only maintains the tradition, but also keeps up with the times, providing services for new and new women in the new era.

Compared with the traditional girls, the Cowherds do not have an advantage in terms of number or store locations.

However, as long as there is a stable source of customers, the cowherds don't need such an advantageous location.Their goal is not rich wives and ladies, they exist for a large number of working women.

Cost performance is their advantage.

With her hands in her pockets, Pan Di was in high spirits, walking on catwalks to the cowboy's shop she often went to.

Suddenly, when passing by a drunk uncle, the uncle reached out and grabbed Pandy's shoulder.

Stopping, Pandey looked at the uncle curiously.

Not far away, a few extreme gangsters squatting in the shadow of the street corner were startled, and the cigarettes in their mouths dropped.

The drunken uncle doesn't know Pan Di, and it's impossible for those extreme gangsters not to know him.

This blond girl is a member of the Nuragumi, a higher-level organization that controls the Yakuza in Kabukicho. It used to be known as the "Shadow Cabinet".

For a transaction like the custom industry, there is no guarantee of safety without a sufficient background.

The gangsters got up, trying to run over to pull the drunk uncle away.

However, Pandey just raised his hand, preventing these guys from coming to the "rescue".

"What's the matter? Uncle, grab a girl casually on the street, be careful, I'll ask Mr. Police to come over."

"Hahahaha." Breathing out the stench of alcohol, the drunk uncle laughed, "I...I might still be afraid if you say this in other places, but here...here, what is this place, you... You don't know, do you?"

Pan Di frowned, and said, "Uncle, you can't even speak, how much did you drink?"

"I'm not drunk!" The uncle's reaction was fierce.

"..." Pan Di slammed her mouth. Although she didn't speak, her meaning was obvious.

The uncle raised his eyes and glanced at Pandey, then reached into the pocket of his coat, fumbling for something.

"Will come to this kind of place, you... you also want to earn... extra money, right? How much?" Taking out a handful of banknotes, the uncle slurred his speech and said vaguely, "How much are you?"

Pan Di looked at the banknotes that the uncle took out. The papers were very new, they should have just been taken out of the bank, and they were all ten-thousand-yuan bills of the highest denomination.

"Oh, uncle, uncle, I'm not here to make money." Blinking his right eye, Pandey took out a few ten-thousand-yen bills from his hand, "Electronic payment is popular now, uncle, what are you doing with so many banknotes?" Woolen cloth?"

Slightly rolled up the [-]-yen bill and put it in the pocket of the jacket. Pandey went to support the drunk uncle.

"But since you want to chat with someone, let me chat with you."

"Chat? I'm not looking for someone to chat with! I want ○○○○○!" The drunk uncle shouted like crazy.

The uncle yelled and made passers-by on the road look sideways.

Although everyone came to this kind of place just to have fun, everyone was very low-key, and the girls in the rooms on the side of the street would not sell themselves loudly, let alone ran to the middle of the street and yelled such shameless words loudly.

Pan Di's face darkened slightly, he grabbed the uncle by the collar, and dragged him to a room on the side of the street.

Randomly choosing a room, ignoring the sighs of the girls in the room, Pan Di casually threw the drunk uncle onto the tatami in the room.

"Close the door." With a casual order, Pan Di stepped on the belly of the slightly sober drunk uncle, "Are you awake?"

The girl's manager, the man in sunglasses who is also a member of the Yakuza got up and pulled down the shutter door facing the street.

There was a rattling sound from the rolling shutter door, making the drunk uncle sober again.

The girl in this room stood up from her knees, pressed the hem of her kimono, bowed slightly to Pandey, and said, "Master Pandey, I'm going to clean up the room."

"No, just grab a glass of water and let him sober up."

Hearing what Pan Di said, the girl nodded and walked towards the inner room with small steps.

Looking up and down at the drunken man with a beer belly, Pan Di curled his lips in disgust, and muttered, "It looks like his physical strength is not very good, and he probably won't last long if he really gets started. And this face... tsk tsk tsk."

As a face controler, Pan Di didn't have much interest in men who don't look good. If they have a strong physique and seem to be able to last for a long time, they can be considered separately.

Soon, the girl brought a glass of water.

After receiving the clear water, Pan Di splashed it all on the drunk uncle's face with a bang, making him completely sober.

After being thrown by someone, another head of cold water was poured, the drunkenness faded, and the anger rose.

The uncle shook his head angrily and glared at Pandey.

Then, he saw the angel.

With the halo on the top and wings on his back, Pandey stands in the holy light, like an angel in heaven.

No, she is an angel.