MTL - Rebirth: Japanese investor-Chapter 816 The original intention remains unchanged

   Chapter 816 The original intention remains unchanged

  Sunset and the sky gradually darkened. If Masayoshi Kishimoto was not shy at the moment, he would definitely have taken the initiative to ask the other party to sit in a nearby water bar.

   The current self, I don't even have to eat dinner tonight, how can I have such spare money? He had to wait until late at night when he went to work at a convenience store before he could take a few boxes of expired food from the shelves.

   Those expired foods are not broken, they just can’t continue to be sold. Who made the Japanese pay special attention to the shopping experience?

   Masayoshi Kishimoto felt deeply ashamed when he thought of this, so he stood up silently and prepared to walk up. He could plan to use the few hours in between to get his rental house neatly tidy up.

   Kitagawa Kako raised his head, suddenly turned to look at him and said, "You haven't told me, what kind of person do you want to be?"

  Kishimoto Masayoshi stopped walking up, and flashed in his head that the dream of the original owner of his body was to become a cartoonist.

   However, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. After his enthusiasm that was like a chicken blood subsided, he still lived back to the way he should be.

   "Investor." After Masayoshi Kishimoto pondered, he looked back at her and replied solemnly.

   Kitagawa Kako neither smiled nor spoke. She just silently turned her body and sat as she always did at first.

   Kishimoto Masayoshi re-stepped his steps and walked up. Every time he took a step, he clearly felt an unprecedented heaviness.

  I had a house in my previous life, a pachinko shop, etc., which means that I still have capital that can be used for investment. In this life, not only did he have nothing in his hands, but he also owed money to many people.

   Fortunately, the original owner of the body did not borrow usury. This is the most simple truth that even waste wood understands. No matter how difficult life is, what is called usury can’t be touched.

   Kishimoto Masayoshi went up to the second floor, and just as he was about to pass the door of Kitagawa Kako's house, the door was opened. First came a man in his forties, and then a woman with heavy makeup came out.

  The two are still lingering, and they seem to be very intimate. When he saw it as a visitor, he wanted to understand why it was difficult for Beichuan Xiangzi to return home, so he had to sit on the stairs.

   She waited so long that the two people in front of her had finished that. Although I don't know men, I know women with heavy makeup.

   The other is the single mother who gave birth to Kitagawa Kako. As for the woman who the other party is doing, he is not very clear.

  Aid for dating? Not like, but like a pair of concubines. Many of the women who live in this area are also working as waitresses on the street of Takenozuka Bar.

   "What are you looking at?" The man suddenly became fierce.

  Kishimoto Masayoshi's heart was not even the slightest fluctuation. His eyes were still fixed on each other.

   "Honey, ignore him. He's the neighbor who lives next door to me. A useless man who eats the ward office relief money."

   Kitagawa Lisa's body was clinging to the man, not to help Kishimoto justice, but full of contempt. Even if he is a wine companion, he is more useful than waste wood.

  The man put his arms around her waist, turned around with her, and headed for the stairs. When the two saw Kitagawa Kako sitting on the stairs, they were not only unapologetic, but also ignored it.

   Kishimoto Masayoshi walked to the door of his room, took out the key, and opened the door. After he walked in, he slammed the door behind him.

  I once again felt that this room was full of stinky smells. He quickly took off the pair of shoes on his feet at the entrance, and then stepped on the tatami.

   Kishimoto Masayoshi walked to the window in three steps and two steps, and with a "clatter", he directly opened the glass window, so as to make the air ventilated and ventilated.

   Then, he started to roll up his sleeves and clean the room. As long as a person is in a positive state of mind, even if they live in an environment with poor conditions and conditions, they will still be clean and orderly.

  The heart of waste wood is full of decadence, black and white, escapism... He can be lazy enough to ignore it, eat and drink, lie down and sleep.

   Even if he feels bored, he will not take the initiative to find something to do, and he comforts himself. His job is to endure boredom.

   When it was 9:15 p.m., Kishimoto Masayoshi suddenly heard a burst of noises from the next door on the left.

Putting    in the past, the original owner of his body would immediately get excited, walk over on tiptoe, put one ear against the wall and listen carefully.

   For this, Kishimoto Masayoshi just sighed. It's not too late at this point in time, why can't I help but get excited?

   He thought about it again in his head, and immediately understood. The one who lives next door to his left is a pair of young people. He immediately showed a special understanding mood.

  When a man is young, he can have a physiological reaction when the opposite **** touches his hair. However, once men reach middle age, women are like that, meaningless.

  Kishimoto Masayoshi thought again in his head, and he felt sympathy for the original owner of this body. What kind of experience and feeling would it be like for a man in his twenties, who is single and dead at home, like him, living in the middle of two neighbors?

  The walls are thin, and the sound insulation effect is naturally not good. It should be able to hear almost every day and night.

   is not a kind of enjoyment, but a kind of incomparable torment and suffering for his body and mind. No wonder there are so many **** of tissue paper and toilet paper in this house? In addition to being a waste of paper, there is no other way.

   "The rich people's nightlife has just begun, but it can be colorful. The poor people's nightlife has also begun, but it is so single and boring." Kishimoto said suddenly with feeling.

   After he said that, it was time to go out. It's my first day at work tonight, so I can't be late. It takes about ten minutes to walk from his residence to the place where he works.

   (end of this chapter)