Nimi City is not a big city, and the entire city has a population of only tens of thousands. In Japan, you may not even be able to get into the top 50.
In the city center, the most prosperous area, there is a small department store named Qianhe, which is also the only shopping mall in this small town.
The mall has three floors, and the entire second floor is where men's and women's clothing is sold. Du Weiguo held his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely in front.
Little Momoyo with her ponytail trotted along, her majestic chest rippling particularly eye-catching.
Behind Momoyo, there was also a handsome, handsome young man with a stern look. This young man's name was Kamada Jiro. He was Tsukamoto Akatora's confidant and stayed in Nimi City to serve Du Weiguo.
At this time, Tsukamoto Chihu had already set off overnight with the token given by Du Weiguo. In order to cover up people's eyes and ears, he would first take a boat to Wanwan, and then transfer to Bangkok.
Acting vigorously and resolutely is certainly one aspect, but it can be seen that the Yamaguchi-gumi is currently short of money and urgently needs to find new sources of income.
Du Weiguo's requirements for buying clothes are actually very simple. In terms of color, he will only choose black and blue. In terms of style, as long as they are smart and well-fitting.
Soon, Du Weiguo selected two sets of suits, two sets of casual clothes, a few changes of underwear, and a pair of leather shoes, all of which were the most expensive in the mall.
Of course, he didn't need to pay for these clothes himself. Jiro Kamada paid for them, and Du Weiguo was a distinguished guest of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
If he spent money at the mall today, Kamada would probably have to commit seppuku tonight, or at least have to cut off a finger.
Don't think this is a joke, the Japanese gang is really very strict and cruel, with strict rules and very cruel to their own people.
Passing by the women's clothing area, Du Weiguo randomly chose a goose-yellow one-piece dress for Momoyo on a whim.
However, when Momoyo put on this dress happily, the scene suddenly became a little embarrassing.
Momoyo is a child with extraordinary talents. She is only 16 years old and less than 160cm tall, but her bust size is really amazing.
You know, the color of goose yellow is very unfriendly to plump figures, especially those with excessively developed parts.
When Momoyo came out of the fitting room wearing this dress, the entire second floor of the mall seemed to be silent for a moment, and you could hear a pin drop.
Even Du Weiguo, who was used to big scenes, couldn't help but have a surprised look on his face.
"What, what's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"
Momoyo was originally excited and spun around on tiptoes, but when she saw Du Weiguo's joking expression, she suddenly felt guilty.
Du Weiguo had a wicked smile on his face:
"Uh, Momoyo, there's a life-size mirror there, take a look at it yourself."
Momoyo's face was full of doubts, and he walked to the mirror, screamed out, his face turned red, and he ran towards the dressing room with his arms folded.
Several female shop assistants around him showed kind-hearted smiles, well, there was also a sense of gloating about his misfortune.
"idiot!"
Jiro Kamada's eyes flashed fiercely, and he yelled filial piety at several clerks in a low tone. The clerks were immediately frightened, fell into silence, and quickly bowed to apologize.
Du Weiguo frowned slightly, a little displeased, "Damn, I went out to go shopping to pick up little girls, why are you pretending to be black and smart, and you are ruining my elegance."
Du Weiguo glanced at him and said softly:
"Jiro Kamada, go and put all the clothes back in the car. I have no plans to continue shopping for the time being. I'm just wandering around. Don't follow me."
Upon hearing this, Kamada Jiro's eyes suddenly showed a look of fear, he bowed deeply and said anxiously:
"Sir, I'm sorry! I was too reckless. Please give me another chance."
His English was average, with a heavy accent, and some Japanese. Du Weiguo was helpless and a little impatient, so he couldn't help but increase his tone:
"Get up quickly. I just want to walk around casually. I don't want anyone to follow me. Do you understand?"
Kamada Jiro's body trembled slightly, he was extremely frightened, his words stuttered, and he almost knelt down to beg for mercy:
"Yes, yes, sir, I understand."
Du Weiguo sighed secretly and patted his shoulder gently:
"Don't worry about it. I'm not dissatisfied with you. Go ahead and wait for me in the car. I'll take you to dinner later."
Upon hearing this, Kamada Jiro immediately felt as if he had received an amnesty and said hurriedly:
"Yes, yes, thank you sir, I will take my leave now."
Looking at Kamada Jiro's fearful and relieved back, Du Weiguo suddenly felt a little emotional. Unknowingly, he had become a big shot whose words, deeds, and even a look could determine the life or death of others.
What is it that transcends the original wish? Peace and joy, living a simple life behind closed doors with Yang Caiyu, and surviving the great times together, haha.
If there is a chance now, Du Weiguo can choose these two lives again. After seeing the colorful world, will he still be willing to choose the original ordinary wish?
"Sir, let's go."
Sakurai Momoyo's timid voice sounded, interrupting Du Weiguo's thoughts. She had already changed back into her own clothes, with a hint of blush unique to shy girls on her face, and her hair was slightly disheveled.
Du Weiguo gently rubbed her head, smiled and joked:
"Let's choose another piece of clothing."
Momoyo was so ashamed that her face was bleeding, and she lowered her head: "No more."
Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head, changing the topic:
"Momoyo, is there any delicious or fun place here in Shinmi? Take me there."
"Hmm~"
Momoyo rolled her eyes and thought, and put her fingers on her lips, biting them gently with her teeth. She looked very cute:
"Sir, our place is a small place. Apart from the hot springs, there are no lively places. There have been no ritual activities recently. We can only visit Sanwei Temple and Rashomon."
"Rashomon? What is this place?"
Hearing this place name, Du Weiguo immediately became interested, while Momoyo seemed to lack interest:
"Well, this Rashomon is actually a big cave in the woods on the outskirts of the city. It seems to be called a cave. It's dark inside and there are always strange noises. It's scary.
Sir, how about we go roller skating and eat ice cream? I know a very delicious shop. Their cream ice cream is very smooth and sweet. "
Momoyo had a longing expression on her face, and Du Weiguo suddenly bent down, put his ear to her ear, and said mysteriously:
"Momoyo, ice cream will promote breast growth, if you still eat it, it will explode!"
"Sir~"
Momoyo moaned in a long voice, and her little face, which had just faded away from redness, suddenly turned red again, with a shy and beautiful expression.
Making the little beauty happy is naturally pleasing to the eye, and Du Weiguo also enjoys it. He feels that the anger in his body has been relieved a little, and he is relaxed and happy.
The Crown car drove steadily on the highway. Du Weiguo rolled down the window and slowly exhaled the smoke. Looking at the lush greenery on both sides, the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, he felt filled with emotion.
This place is obviously not his hometown, nor does he have his lover, and he is even the enemy of Japan. But here, he can enjoy himself freely and stretch his fists unscrupulously. Nothing in the world is permanent!
"Sir, have you thought of anything unhappy? You are frowning, are you homesick?"
Momoyo's crisp voice interrupted Du Weiguo's thoughts. She was sitting next to him, licking an ice cream cone in her mouth.
There was a touch of white cream on her pink lips, her eyes were narrowed like a kitten, and her eyelashes were fluttering happily.
Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt, clapped his hands gently, smiled and said perfunctorily:
"No, I was thinking about what to eat for a while. I had beef in the morning and I don't want to eat anymore at noon."
Momoyo pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. She was not a fool. Naturally, she knew that Du Weiguo was perfunctory and muttered in Japanese:
"If you don't want to say it, just say it. Really, I'm not a fool."
"Sir, I know that there is a sukiyaki restaurant in Gaoliang City in the south that has been operating for decades. His sukiyaki and tempura are very famous. I wonder if you are interested."
At this time, Jiro Kamada, who had been driving honestly, suddenly interjected and made his presence felt.
He knew that he had not performed well before and had lost points with Du Weiguo, so now he was very eager to show off.
"Gaoliang City? How far away?"
Du Weiguo asked in a dull tone, and Kamada Jiro answered respectfully:
"Sir, Gaoliang City is only about 25 kilometers away from the Rashomon Cave we are about to reach, about half an hour's drive."
"Okay, let's go there for lunch today and try the sukiyaki pot and tempura you recommended."
Upon hearing this, Kamada Jiro suddenly beamed: "Okay, sir."
The newly discovered Rashomon Gate is actually a mountain forest, a door-like landscape naturally formed by rocks, and then connected to a stalactite cave below.
The so-called strange sounds are nothing more than natural echoes formed by the mountain wind passing through the cave and swirling inside it.
Now in 1966, this place has not been developed into a fixed attraction at all. Not only is there no road, there is no lighting equipment in the cave.
Darkness cannot stop Du Weiguo, and if you bring a cute little beauty like Momoyo into a dark cave, you can definitely take advantage of it.
However, although Du Weiguo was lustful, he was not obscene. He just stood at the entrance of the cave and glanced briefly, then turned around and left without interest.
An empty cave can be seen all the way to the end at a glance. There are only jagged rocks and a few dead bones of animals. It stinks. What is there to see?
After leaving Rashomon and driving to Kaoliang City, Momoyo was very excited. This was the first time she left Shinmi, and everything she saw was new. She was chattering and surprised all the way.
Especially when she saw the majestic Songshan Ancient City, she was even more excited. She cheered loudly and looked at Du Weiguo expectantly.
Du Weiguo glanced at this ancient Songshan city, which was said to be the most majestic in Japan, with a look of disdain on his face.
This ancient city is built on the mountain, with a total of 5 floors, white walls and black tiles. It is only slightly larger than a football field and limited in size. It is more refined but not imposing at all.
That's it? You have the nerve to call it spectacular. You bunch of shallow-sighted island country monkeys have probably never seen the four-nine cities in my heavenly kingdom, right?
In fact, it's not that big. There are 4 gates in the imperial city and 9 gates in the inner city. The total area is 62 square kilometers or 62 million square meters. It can be worth the 8,700 yuan of Songshan City.
Hey, Du Weiguo's damn sense of national superiority is coming back again.
Naturally, Du Weiguo had no interest in visiting the scenic spots and historic sites of Japan. He just stood in the square at the foot of this ancient city and smoked.
Kamada Jiro was asked to take Sakurai Momoyo up for a walk. Although Du Weiguo looked down on it, it was the ancient city of Matsuyama.
It is indeed a very famous tourist attraction. Although today is not a rest day, there are still many tourists who come here to check in as a souvenir.
Songshan Ancient City is built on the mountain, with a total of five floors. There is a square at the bottom, surrounded by many cherry blossom trees, which are now blooming brilliantly.
Around the square, there are also some stalls selling some tourist souvenirs or local specialties. These are the basic routines of later generations of attractions.
Seeing this inexplicably familiar scene, Du Weiguo smiled, but soon, one of the stalls attracted his attention.
To be precise, the person who attracted Du Weiguo was a person, a skinny boy about 16 years old.
The boy's hair was long and disheveled, and his face was dirty. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could barely tell that he had a pretty outline and a pair of very smart eyes.
The thing he sells is also very special, which is a piece of rag with some inconspicuous pebbles of different sizes and colors.
The only commonality is that these pebbles should have been simply screened, relatively smooth, and nearly elliptical in shape.
Japan is a country with many mountains and rivers, so pebbles can be seen almost everywhere and are not rare. Moreover, they are dirty, so naturally no one cares about their stones.
These naturally failed to attract Du Weiguo's attention. What really aroused interest was that someone in the square was monitoring the boy.
More than ten meters away, there was a middle-aged man, leaning on a motorcycle and smoking. His eyes glanced at the boy intentionally or unintentionally.
There was also a man and a woman, who looked like a couple. Tourists who were choosing souvenirs were also approaching the boy intentionally or unintentionally.
There was also a young man with a camera in his hand, seemingly taking pictures of the scenery, but his eyes never left the boy.
Du Weiguo's eyes were poisonous. He could easily see that these people had weapons on them. Was this an arrest?
What department are they in? What is the purpose of going to such great lengths to get close to a down-and-out boy who is harmless to humans and animals?
At this moment, the tourist couple came to the boy's stall and squatted on either side of the boy.
The man picked up a stone at random and weighed it gently in his hand: "Kid, how did you sell this stone?"
The boy looked at the stone in the man's hand. Just as he was about to speak, the woman struck out with lightning, her palms formed like a knife, and she slashed hard at the boy's neck.
"Whoosh~uh~"
Just as her palm was about to get close to the boy's neck, a pebble flew up very suddenly and hit the woman's chest first.
The woman immediately groaned and sat down on the ground. The man also took action at this time, and he rushed towards the boy.
"Pah~ah~"
A pebble hit him on the forehead, blood splattered everywhere, and the man couldn't help but let out a scream, but he still threw the boy.
At this time, the man smoking and the young man taking the photo had already rushed towards the boy, and they even took out weapons from their clothes.
Du Weiguo's eyes flashed, what kind of weapon is this, a stun gun? That's interesting. Are these people from Japan's special department?
This boy is a superpower, and if his superpower is correct, it should be telekinesis!
