I run a bank in Tokyo

Chapter 190 The Breath of the Summer Festival
After leaving Sakurai Hitomi's room for the second time, Shin Seijuro glanced at the time, it was 3:29 in the morning.

Forget it.

After hesitating for a while, he gave up his plan to create the third soul Homiz.

Although the soul is healed by the system, to be on the safe side, it's better to warm it up for a while.

After all, he didn't drift his head away.

Finally realizing that my state was not right, I returned to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and cleared my mind... No, I still couldn't fall asleep.

Emotionally.

I can't help but think about what the updated system will look like, what functions it has, whether the name I glanced at before is real, and which one to choose for the second devil fruit, etc., too many thoughts are rushing Come out, the brain is so active, how can I fall asleep!

Just go to the basement and work overtime.

Without Pinocchio, the studio...is not deserted either!
Don't worry about disturbing Pinocchio's work, Ororo can play games more Highly!

The crackling sound made him think he had come to an Internet cafe at the beginning of the century.

However, Ororo's precise control was developed through games, and he couldn't say anything when he used the wind to play with the flames in various tricks during the barbecue.

"Boss, can't sleep?" Ororo didn't know what cartoons or movies he watched recently, and he also learned how to flick his tongue.

Moreover, in order to learn to flick the tongue, he actually mastered the ability to vibrate!
He didn't know what to say anymore, so he just let it go.

Although he was not directly involved in what happened tonight, Ororo knew about it. After all, he is a body with a common destiny and is ready to support at any time.

No matter what you can do, you must not sit still.

Without experiencing the danger in the soul, his mood is much more stable, but he understands his mood at the moment.

"Yeah." Shin Seijuro sat at the desk.

"Do you want to play two games?" Ororo asked.

In the past, when Jin Seijuro was away, Pinocchio would secretly play with it from time to time.

Now that Pinocchio is going to the shop, it's a bit boring to play alone.

"What game?" Shin Seijuro was in a daze, stood up and walked over.

I was obsessed with it for many years in the previous life, but in this life, I wanted to change to a new way of life, and never touched games again.

I was intrigued by a word of it.

"Fighting games, I'll teach you how to play." Ororo said excitedly.

Similar to the King of Fighters series in his previous life.

It has been more than ten years in this world, and there are still a group of hardcore players, and there is even a dedicated battle platform.

"A move like this?" Shin Kiyojuro asked.

"Yes, you should familiarize yourself with it a few times first." Ororo.

"Okay." Shin Kiyojuro said.

Half an hour later, Shin Seijuro returned to work in front of the computer.

No more crackling.

On the contrary, the rustling sound of the pen nib moving at high speed on the drawing paper is clearly audible.

Occasionally hand-painted.

Ororo, squatted in a corner and shut himself up.

The road leads to the same goal, how can I put it, Jin Qingjuro also has more than 20 years of game experience in his previous life, and now he has a shockingly strong physical fitness.

It took a long while to escape from the blow.

In late June, the sky brightened very early.

At 5:40, Shinseijuro put down his pencil, glanced at Ororo who was still in autism, got up and said, "Come on, let's take a walk with me!"

Ororo turned into a ray of wind and coiled around him.

Morning jogging has long since ceased to have any effect on him.

Going out for a walk is to change your mood and welcome new students.

The aftertaste is not so easy to dissipate. I am in a particularly good mood now, everything I see is pleasing to the eye, and I find it cute. I just feel that life is beautiful in every way, and I need to appreciate it.

On the main road, many vehicles have begun to converge towards the city center.

There are more people in Shinjuku Station.

However, there were very few pedestrians.

"Boss, why are you so powerful?"

"Boss, what's the trick?"

"Boss, I want to learn!"

Along the way, Ororo kept chattering in his ears.

"Just wait for your strength to improve by a stage or two! You know, I have never played games, and I can abuse you immediately after I learn it, because my strength is stronger than yours." Jin Qingjuro used this method to stimulate it to enhance its strength.

Although his own crisis has been resolved, but thinking of the names he had glimpsed in the system before, the future seems to be even more exciting.

Strength will continue to improve.

Otherwise, why should he be obsessed with seeking benefits from the system.

Ororo then quieted down.

On the streets of Shinjuku, signs of summer festivals have begun to appear.

As early as mid-May, Tokyo had already held the Kanda Festival, but he did not participate at that time.

In June, similar sacrificial activities were held in some areas and shrines.

However, we have to wait until July and August for the summer festivals to officially arrive and spread across the country.

Kyoto Gion Festival, Aomori Nebuta Festival, Akita Kanto Festival, Sendai Tanabata Festival, Sapporo Summer Festival...

Worship, prayer, song and dance, carnival fireworks, parade, mountain hats, food, yukata...

Dreamy Midsummer Night, fireworks in the world, when I watched anime in my previous life, I also dreamed of RB’s summer festival, this time I must experience it for myself.

Unknowingly, the fluttering mentality gradually settled.

Still happy and happy, but no longer fluttering.

The world really deserves to be a place where even gods and devils can perish.

Halfway through, I suddenly received a call from Fu Jin.

Not a phone bug, but a cell phone.

"Boss, are you okay?" Even Fujin noticed something strange about him last night.

I kept trying not to disturb him until my younger brother Crow sent a message that he was found shopping in the streets of West Shinjuku, and then I contacted him.

"Oh, there was a temporary incident last night, but it has been resolved." Only then did Jin Qingjuro remember the matter of the store.

It's not surprising that it knows its own information. Now, it's not an exaggeration to say that it has eyes all over Tokyo.

"It's good that you're fine." As long as Jinqing Juro is safe and sound, Fu Jin is the most loyal little brother.

"How are you doing?" Kiyoshiro asked.

"It's just me and Pinocchio in the shop now," Fokine replied.

There is no sign on the store, and it will not open to the public. Except for those who have received the invitation letter, no other guests will come to the door, and they are naturally idle.

"I'll send Randolph to accompany you later." Shin Seijuro said.

In fact, Randolph is more suitable as a guest waiter than Pinocchio, but he practices boxing and legs, and his body loses a lot of hair, so his image is not very elegant.

"Okay, boss." No matter what he said, Fu Jin would not object.

"Well, you can also open a business on your own. You can figure out what to do specifically. You can use the income as you wish. Just think of it as helping the store maintain its popularity." Shin Seijuro pondered for a moment and then said.

I don't know if it was a mutation when he became Homiz. Fu Jin is very smart, far beyond the smart of ordinary people!
Smart people are often not willing to be lonely and mediocre, and will always come up with various ideas.

It would be too wasteful to let it guard the shop, and it would be appropriate to leave this kind of thing to Pinocchio.

That being the case, give it a chance, let it run free and see what its potential is.

"Thank you boss!" Fu Jin thanked in surprise.

(End of this chapter)