The man rescued from Kabukicho

Just after writing the question mark, Cilang raised his head and realized that Yijiyuan had prepared medical bandages and took out a gel patch for injuries from the storage box.

Yijiyuan did not answer the question, but first ordered: "Look up, look at the head."

Although he didn't know what to do, Jirou still did what Ijuin said.Yijiyuan tore off the antibacterial film, and put the gel patch on Cilang's throat, bringing a jelly-like cool, soft and comfortable touch.

Then Yijiin wrapped a bandage around Cilang's neck in a professional way, and then asked back: "If the boss asks, how will you explain to the boss why you can't speak?"

Cirou was taken aback.

Before he came, he had already written an explanation for his unexcused absenteeism in his handbook, and he apologized for being unable to speak at the beginning.

But he didn't think about it, or he subconsciously avoided thinking about it, and he had to explain to his boss that he couldn't speak.

Because he was kidnapped and taken to Kabukicho by a loan company... he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

Just thinking about this kind of reason makes Cilang feel ashamed of his own weakness to the extreme, let alone explaining it to outsiders is impossible.

Yijiyuan didn't seem to see Cilang's shame, and continued in that indifferent voice: "I personally think that it's just the boss of the place where I work, and there is no need to explain in detail. And even if you tell the truth, will the boss believe it? After all You are an adult male with a height of 1.8 meters. You seem to have no injuries or illnesses. You suddenly absent from work for a few days and come back and say that you can’t speak. According to common sense, even if the boss doesn’t say anything on the surface, he will suspect that you are lying.”

This is true.

Although Yijuin didn't say it clearly, Cirou understood that the fact that he was a criminal would also make the shopkeeper more inclined to judge that he was lying.

After the dressing was finished, Yijiyuan threw the remaining bandages into the trash can, and continued: "Besides, whether the boss believes it or not, you can't speak now, you can only write with a pen. This conversation will waste a lot of time. If the boss has a bad temper Urgent, already impatient? Isn’t that more difficult to get forgiveness. So, it’s better to show him clearly that you have been attacked and injured. This is not a lie, it’s just a manifestation of psychological trauma Just come out. It is an effective means of defense to avoid side effects."

Cilang touched his neck, and what he touched was a medical bandage wrapped in layers but not uncomfortable.

He looked up at Yijiyuan. How well did this man understand society and people's hearts, so that he could pre-conceive so comprehensively?If it was Yijiyuan who met his ex-girlfriend, he would definitely not be deceived, and he would definitely not fall into the current situation like himself.

It seemed natural to admire this man.

Ciro wrote down his thanks in his notebook.

"Go." Ijuin said.

Cilang carried the ledger, opened the car door, and got out of the car.

This is a chaotic neighborhood in Tokyo where fish and dragons are mixed together, and it is even more noisy at night. When Jiro got out of the car, he was immediately surrounded by noise.

The sound of horns and engines urging vehicles, the sounds of people coming and going on the street, the sound of disputes, the sound of music and hawking in shops to attract customers, as well as the greetings of younger brothers handing out leaflets to attract customers... All the voices came from all directions. , as if covering the sky and covering the earth, making Cilang dizzy for a moment.

This is a not-so-glamorous and noisy corner of Tokyo, which is completely different from the tranquility of the Ijuin family in the bustling top.

This is the society he tried to integrate into before, but in just a few days, what happened made him realize once again that he was just an ant at will in the eyes of some people, and the shame and fear of being an ex-convict broke out again. Just standing on this street made him feel timid.

Even for a moment, I had the shameful thought of fleeing back to the car.

not like this.

If you dare not even take a step to go out, how can you talk about the future of returning to society?

Cilang gripped the ledger tightly, trying to ignore the excessive self-consciousness of "whether someone noticed me as a criminal", and walked step by step to a convenience store one street away.

Many passers-by noticed this tall and handsome guy with a bandage around his neck. They didn't know that their staring eyes would be interpreted as disgust by the person concerned, but they were just curious.

Cirou walked faster and faster, but when he approached the convenience store, his pace slowed down again.

No matter how slow he was, he walked to the door of the store.

This is a private convenience store, and the signboard is a copycat of a well-known convenience chain, with 11-[-] written in a grandiose manner.

He pushed open the door, and the familiar welcoming voice sounded: "Welcome! Eh?? Mochizuki-san??? What's wrong with you?!"

Standing behind the counter was Takao-kun, a part-time college student who had kindly invited Jirou to go out with him.

Seeing that it was him, Cirou breathed a sigh of relief. Although Takao-kun was a little young and frivolous in his life, he was a good person.

Cirou turned the ledger to the prepared page, and showed the written words to Takao-kun: [Hello, I'm sorry I didn't show up to cause trouble to the store recently, because something happened, I want to talk to the boss Sang, for Apologies for absenteeism and resignation.Is boss Sang here? 】

"Oh, oh." Takao-kun was a little panicked, but he quickly understood the situation, "He's here, I'll call him inside."

Cirou nodded gratefully.

Cirou, who used to almost take over the night shift, knew very well that there was usually no business during this time period, and there were indeed no customers in the store now. Besides Takao-kun, there was another strange employee, Cirou thought, the timing was not bad.

I don't know what Takao-kun said, but the convenience store owner who came out of the lounge looked very panicked.

The boss, Nakai, is used to having a stern face. His young colleagues described him as "everyday as if someone owed him millions."