Yuanye sat in the tram and looked at the city in front of him.
The light outside the window is stretched by the high-speed movement of the train, and the entire city seems to be bound by colorful threads of light.
"This is the real Tokyo." Teppei Uehara lamented, "The place we live in is just a shadow under the lighthouse of Tokyo."
"Look, that's the Bay Area." Teppei Uehara pointed to Tokyo Bay in the distance. "My sister is an underground idol. She once went to the home of the eldest lady in the same band to have a celebration party. She came back and told me, that eldest sister The lady has a three-meter-tall Christmas tree at home.”
"The place I rent is very short, and sometimes I bump my head when I stand up." Teppei Uehara gestured with his hand on his head, "But even so, I don't have the money to buy him a small Christmas tree. "
"In the end, I took the risk to help someone hack a database, and I was almost made a fool by the backflow of data." Teppei Uehara smiled bitterly, "In the end, I was tricked when delivering the goods, and I didn't earn a penny. I was even scolded by my grandfather. Suddenly, my sister took care of me, who was temporarily paralyzed in the lower half of my body, and spent a Christmas without a Christmas tree."
Yuanye thought about it and said, "There should be a Christmas tree in the future Christmas."
"I don't think it's possible." Teppei Uehara stood up and got out of the car.
At this point, they couldn't go on. The two of them didn't go any further. They just zipped up their clothes, put on their hoods, and walked into the cold wind.
Genya's home is very close to Uehara Teppei's home. After all, they are both poor and rent in the same low-rent civilian area. His house is closer to the station, and Uehara Teppei also goes with him on the way.
When he walked two or three blocks away from his home, Yuanye noticed something was wrong. Since his swordsmanship level was upgraded to LV.6, his senses had become much sharper and he could accurately capture some information that he had ignored in the past.
——Someone gathers near my rented apartment. Am I looking for mine, or are they looking for someone else?
Yuanye lifted up his collar to cover the lower half of his face and observed with the corner of his eye.
——There are also people who are specially on lookout, and they are organized.
——The fight will easily affect Teppei Uehara, so get rid of him first.
"Teppei." Genya patted Uehara Teppei on the shoulder, "Let's go have a late-night snack. It's been a long time since I went to Uncle Arima's ramen stand."
"Okay, I'm a little bit greedy when you say that." Teppei Uehara didn't know what was going on, but he readily agreed.
The two of them turned right at the intersection in front of Yuan Ye's rented apartment and walked toward a nearby park.
Crossing the small park, there was a wooden-decorated car parked next to the road. There was no dazzling neon sign, but an electronic lantern hung on the rear of the car. An orange light was faintly revealed under the dark blue curtain hanging on the side. .
"Uncle Arima, a bowl of soy sauce ramen." Teppei Uehara opened the curtain and sat down awkwardly.
"Me too." Yuanye opened the curtain.
"Okay." The master in the car responded and started to operate, "Master Yuan hasn't been here for a long time."
"I'm not really a young master from a big family, so I don't have the money to come here." Genya replied with a smile. Master Arima's ramen cart was inherited from his father. Their family started it after the bubble era of the last century. It has been selling ramen for almost a century. It has a good reputation in the neighborhood and is very familiar with the residents nearby.
"You are here just in time. I will close the stall in five minutes." Master Arima raised the temperature of the soup pot, took out two large bowls, and poured seasonings into the bowls. "The streets are not peaceful recently. It is said that there are Clean things are gone, and only some office workers will come to visit at night.”
"We are a scientific society now. There is nothing unclean." Teppei Uehara touched a cup, opened the water outlet in front of him, and poured a cup of hot water. "It is probably those Yakuza who are causing trouble on the street in the middle of the night. I heard The Black Dragon Society has been having internal conflicts recently, and without their restraint, the small gangs below may have come out again to extort passers-by."
"That's not necessarily the case." Master Arima put the noodles in a slotted spoon and put them into a soup pot to cook quickly. "But the number of people making trouble in the Yakuza has indeed increased. Yesterday, those guys asked me to collect the protection fee for this month. Obviously I just collected it half a month ago, so I insisted that I didn’t pay it.”
"It's okay to meet those small organizations with no background. If we meet those who are qualified to attend the Edo United Conference, their lawyers will kill us." Master Arima said in the tone of an experienced person.
Chef Arima put the cooked noodles into a bowl, poured two ladles of noodle soup to mix up the sauce, then placed the ingredients that had been cut in advance and handed them to the two of them: "The soy sauce ramen is ready. There are still ingredients left today. Let's eat." It's broken before it's finished, so I'll give it to you along the way."
The ramen on the table not only had two extra pieces of barbecued pork, but also a cut-in soft-boiled egg. Genya knew that the so-called leftover ingredients were just words, but were actually a kind gift from Master Arima.
"Now the police don't care about fights between Yakuza. The patrol police in our neighborhood will not come at all after their last inspection at seven o'clock. Don't wander around after eating noodles. Go home as soon as possible. If you encounter Yakuza, give them some pocket money. Just put the money in and don't cause trouble." Master Arima ordered as he looked at the two people in front of them who had their heads buried in the bowls of noodles.
"By the way, Uncle Arima, do you have a spare rolling pin here? I'd like to borrow it." Genya quickly finished the ramen in the bowl and raised his head and asked.
"Yes, you can take it and use it. You don't have to give it back to me." Master Arima rummaged around in the locker and took out a rolling pin that was still wrapped in plastic.
"Thank you." Yuanye took the rolling pin, stood up and patted Zheping on the shoulder, "I'm leaving first."
"Oh." Uehara Teppei raised his head from the noodle bowl and responded vaguely.
Genya scanned the payment code hanging on the wall and paid for two bowls of ramen with barbecued pork and soft-boiled eggs: "I'll take Zheping's share."
After finishing speaking, Genya didn't give Master Arima time to check the payment amount. He picked up the rolling pin, opened the door curtain, and left the ramen cart.
After stepping out of the ramen truck, Yuan Ye took a deep breath of cold air to cheer up his spirits. He took off his hat and turned on the video recording function of his personal terminal. There might be a conflict later. Although the police were said not to care about the matter, they left a message. Evidence is also a guarantee.
Genya tore off the plastic outer cover of the rolling pin and hid it in the sleeve of his clothes.
After walking through the park and turning around the street, Yuan Ye came to the vicinity of his rented apartment. The personal terminals of the people waiting at the street finally recognized Yuan Ye's face and sent out a message to remind them.
"Damn it." The man in a cheap purple suit swore, "He's finally back, let us wait."
The man reported the matter to Sakata in the chat software, ignoring Genya who walked by them. Their task was to block the road to prevent him from escaping.
——No active attack? It seems that the real owner is waiting for me in front.
Yuan Ye thought like this as he stepped onto the stairs of the apartment, and the rusty steel made a "creep" sound.
