Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

Advertisements for gigolos are everywhere at the entrance to the commercial district. Various male holy grails and second-hand tour advertisements can be seen everywhere. Box cars with revealing advertisements are parked on the roadside. Signs of custom shops are lined up in a row. Young girls dressed in various cosplay costumes start introducing the services of their shops as soon as they see people.

What are these little cars for? They're usually used by office workers who pay to get on the bus after get off work or during their lunch break, where they can watch adult videos and have sex. They also sell disposable Holy Grails.

By the way, it's not just these shops. Just walking into some parks in the city, you can see rows of savior girls standing together. However, these savior girls are of course not like Ogiwara Sayu who can be taken home for a night. Generally, they still have to pay a fee. The shy ones may even hide in the corner with masks on, while the bold ones will directly hold up price tags and enthusiastically sell themselves.

There are even some weird price tags that say how many kilograms of refined rice a night.

This huge sense of separation made Kerry marvel. It was obvious that the river bank less than 5 kilometers away was where the homeless people were stationed and all kinds of dilapidated buildings lived in. There were even incidents of homeless people being arrested on the street a few days ago, but this place seemed like a different world.

Prosperous and crazy, it was like entering the castle of Slaanesh.

Kazuma also felt a sense of separation. Japan is a country where quarrels between men and women are very serious. Although it seems that the battle is over, Japanese men and women now go on dates on a AA basis, and the bride price has dropped to the level of a worker's company paying for a few months. Yes, Japan also has a bride price, but in fact, the Internet has developed to the point where men and women are eager to strangle each other.

However, Kazuma, who rarely goes out, sees countless young men and women who are out looking for pleasure in reality. Women look for gigolos, men go to brothels, and single mothers hold signs and try hard to sell themselves, unwilling to find other jobs.

It is hard to imagine looking at those on the Internet, but only by looking at these places can we be sure that, yes, humans are a rare species of natural succubus in the entire animal kingdom who can have sex all year round and get pleasure from sex.

"Japan is finished." Kazuma couldn't help but shake his head.

"Is this how the world should be?" Kerry said, not knowing whether he was answering Kazuma or talking to himself.

After marveling at the night view of Tokyo, the two still had to get down to business. They had originally thought that this would be difficult and even Kazuma had imagined how to fight wits and courage with the surveillance personnel, but this area was so prosperous that it seemed unnecessary.

Of course, this also brings up a problem, which is that it seems that nothing can be monitored in front of the door from across the street.

After thinking it over, Kazuma turned to look at Keri.

"How about we go in and take a look?"

"Okay." Kerry nodded.

"It's pretty good. I've never been to a place like this before." Kazuma rubbed his hands and the two of them walked towards the bar.

"Peace be with you in the Lord, welcome!" Hearing the welcome words that could make true believers faint, the two people dressed strangely entered without anyone stopping them.

This is normal, after all, this is Tokyo.

Kazuma walked in with anticipation.

For a NEET like him who would never go to such a place, there was no difference between a bar and another world.

In various games and animations, this place seems to be a particularly promiscuous place. The men and women on the dance floor are having a fierce silver party. If you sit there, someone will talk to you. All kinds of legal and illegal transactions are carried out here. Maybe if the two of them sit inside, a rosy encounter may begin.

Of course, until he entered the door, Kazuma was still full of disgust towards three-dimensional bad women. He thought they were completely rotten and all had venereal diseases. His noble master Kazuma would never be interested in women who came to such a place.

However, when he saw the figures of those hot girls with exquisite makeup, he had to admit that sometimes he could not act arbitrarily. The brain should be in charge, but occasionally he should also trust the judgment of the second brother.

The manic background noise seemed to be alkali-inducing to the two men's ears. Because they were there to collect intelligence, they did not look for a seat by the side, but found a place to sit in the hall.

"As expected of a Japanese church, there are no little boys."

As Kerry sat down and sighed, a waitress dressed in nun's clothes came up immediately.

"Guest, what do you need? If you need anything later, you can go to the bar and ask~

By the way, are you two here alone? Do you need a girl to accompany you? Many of the girls in our shop are just high school graduates~"

Because people associated with gangs cannot open bank cards for electronic payment, and the venue is special, ordering is not done by scanning codes.

Kerry took the menu seriously, nodding or shaking his head from time to time, and occasionally asking questions.

"Where does the wine for your blend come from?"

"French William Winery." The waiter replied respectfully.

"Hmm... Is this sake pure rice?"

"Yes, guest."

Looking at the various overpriced drinks, they should be used when ordering hostesses or asking for additional services. A bottle of wine that costs tens of thousands of yen outside is now priced at hundreds of thousands.

Seeing Kerry so carefully identifying the products, even going so far as to examine the origin, the waiter's eyes suddenly lit up. This must be a big customer! So he rubbed Kerry's hand on the table with his thigh.

"If you're too bored, you can go to the private room. I can also have a drink with you~"

"That's great. Get three of these 300 yen lemon cokes. Remember to drink with me. Oh, and get a plate of fries."

Ps:

It's not that the author is just randomly adding stereotypes, but Japan is really like this (sad), but they also know that this is not good, so general entertainment works will not show it.

ps2:

By the way, this is a mixture of a bar and a winery, with a hall for guests to play on their own, and private rooms for guests to be accompanied by hostesses or professional gigolos.

Chapter 13 The Hunt Begins

Waiter! Angry!

Fortunately, he was professional. He suppressed his anger and brought three drinks to Kerry. He was even polite enough to sit down and chat with Kerry before leaving.

The level of business is so thin that someone just walks away without ordering any drinks.

After the other person left, Kazuma took his place and sat next to Kerry and spoke quietly.

"Hey, aren't you afraid that people will suspect you're a plainclothes officer from the Metropolitan Police Department if you do something so special?"

Kerry stretched out his finger and shook it.

"No, if they really came here to gather information, they would definitely act like a normal drinker.

Like, can you imagine a plainclothes police officer in a pain jacket following you around with a cheering stick?

When Kazuma thought about it, it was true!

Kazuma unzipped the mouth of his mask and put the straw in his mouth, while Kerry simply threw away the straw and raised the goblet to his lips to take a sip.

However, although they looked like they were making big moves, the amount they drank was very small, because they had already decided to just drink one glass until the store closed!

Although it was a bar, there was a small screen on the bar that was silently playing the latest news.

"A murderer appeared in Ota Ward, suspected to be affiliated with the University of Tokyo..."

"Due to security concerns in the area, the public Xiuhua High School has announced that the start of school will be postponed by one week. Parents, please rest assured."

"The Meteorological Ministry predicts that the Fukushima area may be hit by a huge typhoon in the summer."

Although the two of them were sitting, their eyes were looking around.

Kerry looked at the door to prevent the Metropolitan Police Department from coming to arrest him, then looked to see if anyone was exchanging anything in the venue, and then looked at the back door, where a man who was obviously guarding the venue was wearing sunglasses, making it impossible to tell where he was looking.

Kazuma looked at the girls on the dance floor who were exposing their belly buttons despite the cold weather, then at the professionals on the DJ stage who were still dancing in low-cut clothes, and then at the booths where hostesses were ordered. He couldn't keep up.

But it was obvious that things were not going to happen that quickly, and the two of them were prepared to observe for a few more days.

At this moment, another group of people walked in with a welcome that could make the old Pope faint.

"Yeah, Tokyo is doing really well."

As soon as the group came in, they attracted Kerry's attention.

Because they looked like they were here for the first time, their voices were a little loud and could even penetrate the background noise. Although they seemed unfamiliar with this place, their goal was very clear. They waved and walked towards the Jidao in the corner who was obviously guarding the place.

The man talked to them for a while, and soon called someone to take them to the private room.

Kerry elbowed Kazuma next to him.

"Go to the parking lot and see if you can find their car. You can check to see if the exhaust pipe is hot."

Kazuma was a little reluctant and wanted to ask why you didn't go, but in the end he retreated under Kerry's gaze and walked away somewhat unhappily.

Normal people should not touch the exhaust pipe. The temperature of that thing is extremely high when the car is just parked. It is really immortal, so it can be treated like an animal.

Soon, Kazuma came back and approached with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Two of them, probably belonged to those people just now. They are both private cars of Fusong Town."

"That's great, but I don't know if these people will leave."

Japan's license plates are relatively abstract. To get a license plate, you must make sure that you have a fixed parking space in the area before you can get a license plate for that area.

Moreover, even in Tokyo, the name does not have a unified beginning of "Tokyo", but is separated. For example, in Setagaya Ward, the upper right corner of the license plate of the garage will have the Chinese characters "Setagaya", and in Shinagawa Ward, it will have the Chinese characters "Shinagawa".

Although wealthy people may rent a garage in Tokyo for a long time and hang a Tokyo license plate to show off their respectability, even if they are not in Tokyo, they will act like Beijing tycoons in spirit.

But it was obvious that the group of people just now did not seem to be the leaders, and the car they were driving was probably the club's public car, so there was no need to make so many details.

However, Kerry didn't expect that he was too lucky. He had just heard that the place was related to Fusong, and now people from there came.

And combined with the previous encounter with the village chief, there was also something "edible" appearing around him when he was hungry.

He glanced at Sato Kazuma next to him.

Kerry felt more and more that it was necessary to keep this European dog by his side.

He is indeed a bastard who is lucky enough to steal the goddess' panties!

But it's a pity that the two of them sat here until the store was about to close, and they didn't wait for that group of people to come out. It seems that the other party was planning to spend the night.

Helplessly, at four in the morning, Kerry and Kazuma left the bar.

However, it seemed that the human-faced dog they had eaten before had not been completely digested, so the two of them felt neither hungry nor sleepy.

Kazuma suggested that they go to a nearby park to rest first, so the two of them went to the park to drink some water.

Many media outlets promote the idea that tap water in Japan is drinkable, but in fact, the only water you can drink is from taps installed in schools and parks. It's the same no matter where you buy the machine, and many old devices aren't necessarily very clean. Since they all eat river fish sashimi, you should just follow their lead.

Kerry went to the restroom in the park, and was speechless to see a sign saying "No Eating Here" on the restroom.

This thing is not only found in parks, but also in office buildings and schools. This is because there are really many people in Japan's weird social class who hide in corners to eat like Pochi-chan. Also, since Japanese public toilets are basically toilets that take a long time to occupy, there are such notices. After that, the refresh points for those with social anxiety have changed from the bathroom to the rooftop and the corners of the stairs.

Chris shook his hands to let the water stains on his hands wet the mirror, and walked out of the bathroom, but he saw Kazuma who looked a little anxious.

"Over there!" Kazuma pointed to the entrance of the park.

"I just saw those two cars speeding past! They were carrying a truck!"

When Kerry heard what Kazuma said, he frowned and rushed out of the park.

But it was too late. All that was left was a truck slowly driving away.

Kerry squinted his eyes, memorized the license plate in the darkness, then turned to look at Kazuma.

"Do you know which way to get from Tokyo to Saitama?"

"I know..." Kazuma, who had opened his mask and was panting as he caught up, replied instinctively, then realized something and waved his hands repeatedly.

"No! That place is on the other side of Tokyo!"

If you want to accurately locate a car heading to Saitama, the only location is the bridge from Arakawa Ward to Adachi Ward. It is hard to say where the car will go after passing there.

But Adachi and Ota are almost the two farthest districts in Tokyo. Looking at Kerry who seemed to be about to catch up, Kazuma felt his scalp tingling.

Kerry also frowned, but then shook his head.

"It's okay, I can find a way to get a car."

"Do you really have a solution?" Kazuma looked at Kerry with a suspicious look.

"It's okay. I got it once before when I came out."

...

In an alley in Shinagawa Ward, Tokyo's most prosperous district, south of Ota Ward, several members of a running group parked their motorcycles on the side of the road.

"Hey! Ikeno! I heard that your motorcycle was stolen by a psychopath a few days ago?"

One of them, a young man who looked older, was pointing at a young man who looked aggrieved and laughing.

"That...that's the legendary Ota Ward killer! Didn't you guys watch the news? That psychopath was the one who dared to hack people in the street!"

The young man who was being ridiculed spoke with a look of dissatisfaction.

"Huh? What a murderer! If he shows up in front of me, I'll knock his head off with my ninja! You coward, you should just go ride a Honda Syaoran from now on! Hahahaha!"

The young man's laughter aroused the response of several other young people in the violent group.

"Exactly! Ikeda, you're so useless!"

"He's just a mental patient! What's there to be afraid of?"

Just as they were laughing, the sound of high-fives came from the entrance of the alley.

After attracting the attention of all the other people with applause, Kerry pointed to the mental patient sign on his chest and shook the dagger in his hand.

"Hello, can you lend me your motorcycle?"