Please make money.

"Come on! That's super cool! But... what are you doing?"

Alia looked at the Yakuza in front of her in surprise, a little confused as to whether today was yesterday.

No, it was agreed that he would be dealt with.

Chief Inspector Odagiri, can you please help me? You just cleaned up the ones above and will continue with the ones below, right?

"Iron Bae--" A Yakuza brother pointed at Alia unhappily.

I hate office workers like you the most. You are so weak, but you pretend to be superior. It's just -

Then his expression froze in place, looking at Alia's face, opening his mouth but unable to speak.

He didn't even look back, but just reached out to pull at the corner of his elder brother's clothes.

“Aniki…Aniki—”

The latter fiddled with it impatiently and turned around: "What's the matter? Don't make trouble! As the boss said, we are doing the legitimate business of collecting liquidated damages!"

"Aniki, look at her...does she look like..."

"What does it look like?" The eldest brother looked at Alia in confusion: "It's just a J——"

The latter blinked cutely: "Like what?"

"…What's your name?" The eldest brother's throat rolled.

"My name is Alia, I'm just a passerby... What do you want to do by blocking the floor of my company?"

"...?!!"

194-Adding scenes, adding scenes crazily or even stealing the show

"Hello, a can of coffee, 300 yen."

The convenience store cashier in green uniform smiled in a businesslike manner as she looked at the distracted woman in front of her.

Wearing sunglasses, he looks a bit like a big star, but his temperament is totally inconsistent, and he looks like he has lost his soul.

Could it be that she is a housewife who has suffered domestic violence? How pitiful...

"Customer...customer?" After a few seconds, the salesperson looked at the woman who was still distracted and couldn't help but remind her.

"Ah-hi!" Aragaki Satomi came to her senses and quickly responded.

When I looked up, I saw the girl in uniform opposite me, staring at me curiously with wide eyes.

"I'm so sorry, I was a little...how much is it?"

"Three hundred yen."

"Okay." She responded casually, opened her handbag and rummaged through it for a while, then took out a few coins and pursed her lips.

“Can I use the coupon?”

"OK."

"Thank you very much." Aragaki Satomi handed over the coin with some embarrassment.

"Welcome next time." The salesgirl handed her the packed items with both hands.

Aragaki Satomi took the bag, nodded, then turned and walked out of the convenience store.

Looking at her back, the salesgirl subconsciously glanced at the TV again.

Ah, it really looks like...

……

……

After walking out of the store and onto the street, Aragaki Satomi tightened her coat.

It was obviously not the time of the year when the wind blows, but she felt very cold for no reason.

My sister was being targeted - I had already noticed this - but I definitely didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Thinking back to the hints and ill intentions of some guys before, she now felt her whole body trembling slightly and could hardly bear it.

It was the noon commuting time, and pedestrians and cars were constantly passing by.

Such a busy scene should be filled with excitement and noise.

However, if you listen carefully, you rarely hear conversations among passers-by.

Some people would just deliberately suppress their complaints occasionally. Looking at the crowds of people hurrying by, most of them had worried looks on their faces or numb eyes.

This is the society we live in—a cold society where no one is willing to help anyone else and the air is filled with politeness and alienation.

Even in the constant stream of traffic, no horn honking was heard.

Under the dim sky, there was the dull sound of cars driving and pedestrians with gloomy faces.

Aragaki Satomi tightened her coat again and stood on the street waiting for her agent to drive over.

She has made up her mind. As a sister, she has to pay a certain price. She has already been mentally prepared for it, hasn't she?

"Sister, I'm hungry." A weak and childish voice sounded at the bus stop sign ahead.

"Let's go back, there are cake rolls!" Another older girl, holding her sister's hand, stood on the street.

She rummaged in her pocket and pulled out a lollipop: "Here, this is for you first."

"Hmm~"

Looking at this scene, Aragaki Satomi seemed to see her former self in a trance.

She debuted as a child star, and the reason she chose to pursue a career in acting was because her family was going through a dramatic change at that time.

The scenery in front of me seems to be changing, and the surrounding signs are beginning to become brand new from a contemporary perspective, as if time has been pulled back to that decadent and dissolute era.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

"Go to sleep. When you sleep, you won't be hungry. Go to sleep."

Aragaki Satomi turned around and saw a disheveled mother and daughter cuddling in the corner in the narrow alley.

"..."

The woman's hair was disheveled, her face was deliberately blackened, and the original color of her coat could no longer be seen.

But the child in her arms was kept as clean as possible and looked like a beautiful porcelain doll.

"Mom, when will Dad come back?" The little girl's big eyes were filled with a hint of anticipation.

"I'll be back soon. I'll be back soon."

あなたがWhere にいても

It must be found

火けたsaka道芊るリズム

ここは真夏のクリスマス

The silk is so soft

The stage of driving down

The floating singing of Asami Kobayashi could be heard from both sides of the street, as if it were really Christmas in midsummer, with an intoxicating foamy feeling.

The distinct combination of bass and electric guitar and the lighthearted and joyful melody are as brilliant and empty as bubbles.

Attracted by the singing, more and more people walked into the bright and bustling Kabukicho under the neon lights.

"Bang---"

"ah----"

First there was a dull thud like a heavy object falling to the ground, followed by a sharp female scream.

The sudden change and the scream that pierced the numb crowd made passers-by subconsciously stop.

"Another"

"It looks like Aragaki-san..."

"Eh? You know him? You must be kidding!"

"Really? We drank together before. He's the president of a real estate company. What a pity..."

"..."

Aragaki Satomi stared blankly at the motionless figure lying on the ground. A dark red color slowly spread around, looking so dazzling in the dim sky.

The dull sound hit her heart like a heavy hammer, and the throbbing heartbeat seemed audible to the naked ear.

A siren sounded from a distance, and soon a blue and white police car stopped outside the crowd.

Several police officers in blue uniforms got out of the car, quickly evacuated the crowd, and set up a warning isolation zone around them.

Soon an ambulance arrived at the scene. A doctor in a white coat got out of the car and quickly walked to the figure on the ground and took a general look.

He turned around and said a few words to his companions, and then a white cloth lightly covered his figure.

Everything is so simple and the process is so familiar.

Aragaki Satomi slowly walked out of the crowd, walking in the direction away from the light.

The discussions of the people around and the sirens of police cars made the bleak streets more noisy.

However, her world was silent, with only the muffled sounds echoing and the glaring dark red spreading.

The past and the future

Compared with the past and the future

Strong love Ruwa

Still love you deeply

I'm so miserable that I have to escape

Even if I escape from troubles

I'm running away privately

Can't escape from me

"what----"

Aragaki Satomi bent down in pain, holding her head, but the song in her head showed no sign of stopping.

After a long while, the singing died down and she came back to her senses, breathing heavily. Then she was horrified to find herself standing in the middle of the street.

She quickly covered her face, escaped from the gazes of the people around her, trotted and hid in a corner.

"Sitomi-chan, there's a bit of a traffic jam here. If you're in a hurry, would you like to take a taxi?"

"..."

"Sitomi-chan?" The manager seemed to hear her low panting: "Are you okay? You again - take a deep breath! Relax! Wait for me where you are!"

Aragaki Satomi closed the flip phone she had used for many years, which still had some stains on it, and leaned helplessly against the wall with her face covered.

She has a very serious mental illness, but only her agent knows about it, not even her sister.

This is not the first time that the song in my mind just now has appeared.

Each time is different, sometimes it is singing, sometimes it is pictures, and sometimes there are even words.

When it happened for the first time, I even rolled around on the floor of my apartment holding my head in pain.

Later, as the frequency of occurrence gradually increased, the symptoms became less and less severe.

This time it was just a brief headache, which was completely tolerable compared to the initial one.

She was silent for a long time, then she caught a glimpse of a telephone booth next to her and paused.

She walked to the telephone booth like a puppet, picked up the phone and pressed two numbers.

But when she was about to press the third number, she stopped.

...You can't win at all, you know that, right?

She paused for a long time, her trembling fingers lingering on the last 0, but she couldn't help but think of the scene she had just encountered.