The man rescued from Kabukicho

It is not an exaggeration to describe this contract document as a deed of sale.

Based on the first two pages Cilang saw, if he signed his name on this contract, it would be tantamount to selling his entire life to Yijiin Kazumi.

According to the contract, under the premise of receiving generous remuneration, Cilang must ensure that he is in a state where he can perform the pillow duty at any time.

The detailed requirements of this provision are numerous and trivial.

Although extremely polite words were used in the expression, such as "to fulfill the contract for health, the Yijuyuan consortium will bear all expenses and provide the convenience of not having to go out", to put it bluntly, it is to limit Cilang's activities indoors as much as possible.

In short, it is best for Cilang to treat himself as a pillow in Yijiyuan and Chen's house, and don't even think about going anywhere. His daily work is to keep the pillow fluffy and tidy, so that Yijiyuan and Chen can use it for many years.

This contract completely regards [Mochizuki Jirou] as a trade item, a pillow with a useful life.

That Mrs. Yijuin, what does she think of people?

However, this is not the first time Jiro has been used as a trade item.Jiro had already grasped the true attitude of that world towards a commoner like him.

His anger at the moment could not be ignited into raging anger, but calmed down to despair.

Picking up the document with one hand, the indifferent voice woke up Cirou who was drowning in negative emotions.

Yijiyuan Kazumi: "Don't worry about this kind of thing."

do not mind?

Yijuin casually threw the contract on the side table and announced, "I'm hungry."

The two men dined in silence.

Fengzao's mother-in-law didn't know why, she cooked a table of children's meals.The staple food is seafood porridge, the side dishes are all kinds of tempura, and only two dishes of seasonal vegetables are like adult food.

She is very good at cooking, and can cook home-cooked meals very deliciously. She should have eaten it with gratitude, but Cilang has a poor appetite, so she can only apologize silently from the bottom of her heart.

After dinner, Cilang had the experience of helping at noon, and took the initiative to handle the dining table and put the tableware into the dishwasher. Yijiyuan didn't stop him, and went upstairs to take a shower.

This made Chiro heave a sigh of relief.

In less than a day, what he owed to Yijiyuan has reached the point where it is impossible to repay it in this lifetime, which makes Cilang feel more powerless and anxious.

He wanted to do something to escape the guilt of getting something for nothing.

When Yijiin came downstairs after taking a shower, his half-dried hair was not as neat as it was during the day, and he was wearing a soft-looking light blue fleece, which softened the majesty of his whole body.

This appearance is closer to the Ijiin Kazumi in Cilang's memory.

Ci Lang, who was sitting on the sofa properly, was taken aback.

"Go take a shower," Ijuin said simply.

This imperative sentence made Cirou subconsciously stand up.

Then stunned.

After a while, Cilang walked upstairs obediently.

During the day, Cilang heard from Fengzao's mother-in-law that the large bedroom on the third floor, which is the master bedroom where Yijiyuan and his ministers live, has a large bathroom with a good view, but Yijiyuan doesn't like to waste time taking a bath and doesn't use it often.

Instead, the shower in the separate bathroom at the corner of the stairs on the third floor is used more.

Cilang walked into the private bathroom, the water was heating up, and the change of clothes was also put away, probably Granny Fengzao prepared it in the afternoon.

It was only when the hot water was pouring on his body that he realized that his skin was a bit cold, but when he realized it, he was already warmed by a large amount of hot water like rain.

The replacement clothes are the same long home clothes as the one on Yijuin. Jiro fits them well, and Yijuin is taller than him, so it should be new.

If there are detailed accounts between him and Yijiyuan, this will add another sum.

There is another one, which is also a light coffee-colored fleece coat similar to the one on Yijiyuan.

This fleece was clean and soft, not like new clothes. After Cilang put it on, the fleece wrapped him loosely. It should be the old clothes of Yijiyuan.

Then, the debt did not continue to increase, Cirou thought bitterly.

At this time, it seemed that a dog barking nearby caused Shuntaro in the yard to growl too.

The roar of the giant dog reminded Cilang of the first time he met it, and subconsciously pulled up the fleece and sniffed it.

The fragrance of the clothes made Ci Lang wake up suddenly, and he couldn't figure out what he was doing for a moment.

He stood at the stairs and calmed down for a long time before going downstairs.

The right room temperature downstairs made Cilang understand why his skin was a little cold before taking a bath.

When he came here in the morning, he was wearing his own clothes, which were a second-hand down jacket, T-shirt and jeans. Because there was heating in the room, it was impolite to wear a coat. Cirou took off his coat after entering the door.But the room temperature was not that high, and it was a bit cold to wear a thinly washed T-shirt, but Cilang was so nervous that he didn't pay attention.

Now that I wear an extra fleece, I feel that the temperature is just right.

This room temperature is probably the temperature that Ijuin is used to.

Cilang missed his dilapidated apartment where he couldn't sleep in the cold with all his clothes on, shook his head and smiled wryly.

When I found Yijuin, the other party was having a drink.

The shape of the wine glass looks like it was chiseled out of ice, a simple but attractive design.The liquid in the glass had just covered the puck.

In short, this glass of wine looks cold to people.

After all, he was an excellent employee of a first-class company before he was imprisoned, and Cirou did not lack the experience of having dinner and drinking with his superiors and colleagues. Although Cirou had never drunk the bottle of foreign wine on the coffee table, he recognized some kind of brand-name whiskey.

Yijiyuan Kazumi: "Come here."

It's that word again.

Jirou sat down on the side sofa a little far from Ijuin.

Yijiyuan glanced over and said slowly and coldly, "I thought you had a question?"

At first Cirou didn't understand what Yijuin meant, but soon realized that Yijuin probably felt that he was sitting too far away, and it was inconvenient to read on the pocketbook.

Can't you just say it directly?

It may be that the Yijiyuan in front of him is relatively soft, and he can't feel such a strong power, so Cilang unconsciously thinks of the Yijiyuan where he spent lunch break in the third year of junior high school, so he can't help but swear in his heart.

But Yijuin guessed right, Cirou did have a question he wanted to ask.

Cilang changed to sit next to Yijiyuan, trying not to get too close to Yijiyuan.

The notebook was spread out on his lap, and Cilang bowed his head to write the opening remarks. He was a tall man, and it was tiring to write with his head down, so he wrote briefly: [Ijiin-san, are you in a good mood? 】

Yijiin Kazuomi: "No honorifics are needed."

Cirou nodded and waited, only to realize that Yijuin didn't plan to answer the polite sentence later.

He was about to bow his head to write when he heard Yijiyuan ask, "Do you want to drink?"

Cilang looked up at him, thought for a while, and nodded.

Yijuin got up and went to the kitchen to get the wine glass, and brought a bottle of iced tea with the wine glass. Yijuin only poured the wine to the bottom of the glass, and then filled the glass with iced tea.

This kind of simple bartending is not easy to get drunk, can drink to one's heart's content, and relatively saves money on drinks. It is the usual way of drinking at workplace dinners, and it is no stranger to Cilang.

Yijiyuan, which has a wine cabinet full of famous wines, is not to save money. The only explanation for this approach is to take care of Cilang's drinking capacity.

Ci Lang, who really didn't hold a lot of alcohol, took the glass with both hands, and thanked him silently. He tried a sip, and he could barely taste the taste of the wine, but the iced tea tasted very good.

Then Cilang put down the cup and wrote: [Thank you.tastes good. 】

Yijiyuan didn't say anything, but just put a document between the two of them: "After reading it, ask any questions."

Cilang picked it up and looked at it, and found that this document could answer many questions, and it was a question that he was inconvenient to ask but wanted to know.

Cirou once again understood Yijuin's carefulness.

The first page is the introduction of the Yijiyuan Foundation.

The Ijuin family was one of the first families in Japan to open a Western-style hospital. By the time of the Restoration, they were already the upper class in and out of the Rokumeikan.Gradually expanded from a simple medical and pharmaceutical system to health care and vacation industries. When it was passed on to Yijiyuan and Chen's grandfather, it was already a multi-group aggregation called a consortium.

Here, there is a line marked "I said it before".

Cilang recalled that during a lunch break in the third year of junior high school, because he was already a little familiar with him at that time, he always heard the girls nagging about Yijiyuan, so he asked Yijiyuan out of curiosity, what exactly does the Yijiyuan consortium do?

At that time, Yijuyuan said that compared with the famous six domestic conglomerates such as Mitsubishi, Mitsui, and Sumitomo, the Yijiyuan family cannot be called a consortium. It is far from that level, except that in addition to the private hospital system all over the country, some investments have been made in related industries such as medical care and health care.

At this moment, Cilang looked at the densely printed list of group companies on the lower half of the paper, and realized that what Yijiyuan said at that time was "nothing more than nothing" at all.

Just about to quickly turn the page, Cirou saw a familiar sign.

During the four years in prison, Cilang was fortunate that none of the prisoners who lived with him in the same cell were really vicious.One is a middle-aged economic prisoner, and the other three are old people who have been imprisoned intentionally.

Poor elderly people who are not cared for, because their life is not as good as that of a prisoner, deliberately go to the supermarket to steal things and get caught. In this way, they can be imprisoned for one year. This year, they will be taken care of, have food, and free medical examinations. Die alone as outside.Therefore, even if these elderly people are released from prison, they will steal things again in order to go to prison again.

This has become a social problem for the authorities.

During the physical examination in prison, Cilang often helped the doctor to support these elderly people, so he recognized at a glance the little lion logo on the uniform of the medical staff in the clinic that undertook the physical examination service in prison.

It turns out that the clinic also belongs to the Yijiyuan consortium, and it is a chain clinic deployed in high-end communities.

Ciro, who thought he would never be surprised by "the rich world where Kazumi Yijuin lived", was still surprised by the "just" of Yijuin.

In other words, is such a huge consortium managed by Yijiyuan now?What is the eldest brother of Ijuin doing?

The printout on the next page answered Cilang's doubts.

That's Ijuin Kazuomi's resume.

Looking at this resume, Cilang somewhat understands that the elder brother of Yijuin was once suppressed by Yijuin to the great pressure of being tired of studying.

Graduated from Toyo University School of Medicine.

No matter how good the Faculty of Medicine of Dongda University is, it is a matter of course for Yijiyuan family members. The next shocking content: after graduation, he was admitted to the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, and was promoted to Deputy Secretary of State Affairs a year later.

That is to say, as the second son of the Yijiyuan Consortium, Yijuin Kazumi relied entirely on his personal ability to participate in the most difficult selection after graduating from university, break through the siege among the most elite elites, and enter Kasumigaseki*, which really manages the country, and take office Worked in the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, which is responsible for health care and social security, and after one year of employment, he was promoted to a senior bureaucratic reserve.

Feng Zao's mother-in-law described "smart to scary" during the day, and now Cilang understands how appropriate it is.

Then, in the third year of his tenure, Yijiyuan resigned from Xiaguan and gradually took over the Yijiyuan consortium.

Quickly flipping through this page, the next one is the medical examination report of Yiji Hospital.

Therefore, all the achievements on the previous page are based on the fact that Yijiyuan has insomnia every night and can only fall asleep with sleeping pills every now and then. The average daily sleep time is less than three hours.

The consequences of long-term lack of sleep are: neurasthenia, arrhythmia, irritability and depression, even to the point of affecting life expectancy.

No wonder Yijuin's mother sent such a contract.

Although Jiro is still angry about the contract, he has somewhat understood the mentality of a mother, even though that mother seems to have given up on Ijuin... so complicated.

Cilang wrote in the notebook: [Why didn't you let me sign that contract? 】