Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

The Midosuji Line is the most important subway line in Osaka. It runs through the north and south of Osaka. The passenger volume is amazing. Even if it has been improved several times, every train is overwhelmed when it reaches the peak.

Every tram that stopped was already at full capacity, and there were not many people on board and they drove away urgently. Those who boarded this line in the afternoon were all social animals working in the central district and living in other districts, in order to save rent and living expenses. Costs, it takes a lot of time to commute every day, so no one will get off at this station that still belongs to the central area.

Although there were more than 30 people standing in the front line, Takeo Moribe also waited for five trains to pass by before he reluctantly made it to the front.

There are four or five people in front. I don't know if I can get on the bus successfully this time.

Takeo Moribe didn't know why he was in a hurry to get in the car. It didn't make any sense to go home. Instead, wasting time in the crowd made him feel like a free man. home.

Another wave of trams was about to arrive, and just as the neatly arranged team moved forward a little bit, a group of figures suddenly came in.

"Damn, it's really troublesome, it took a lot of work to settle that bitch."

"Isn't it successful in the end? Be motivated."

"Then go..."

Four or five men in loose sportswear with bare arms and calves stuck in front of the tram line, all arrogant, with fancy tattoos on their exposed skin.

The public and official public opinion of the islanders have a very negative impression of tattoos. Having tattoos is not only sentenced to death in terms of job hunting, but also in public places such as the beach, before basking in the sun, it is necessary to cover the tattoo with a cover. Amputation is the standard configuration of Jidao Yakuza.

At the front of the line was a female staff member who stepped back a few steps after being hit by several tattooed men.

Covering her red shoulders, the lady closed her mouth and did not dare to say a word. These guys are not good people at first sight. Women like them who grew up in Osaka have heard about the last century more than once or twice. Midosuji Line Incident - In the 1980s, a woman stopped two men's molesting behavior on a tram, but she was dragged into it and violently assaulted while passing the construction site after getting off the train. Pedestrians at that time chose to choose Ignored, no one came to help.

Even now, no one dares to stand up and accuse the gangsters who jumped in the queue.

But a male social animal standing behind the female employee stretched out his hand to support her, and asked if he was all right. The two seemed to be colleagues from the same company, and they seemed to be quite affectionate.

He helped the female staff to stand firmly, and the male club animal looked at the gangsters with sweaty palms: "I'm sorry."

The male club animal said nervously, "We have been lining up for a long time, can you please follow the order..."

Sweat leaked from his forehead, and his tongue was so nervous that it was about to knot.

Seeing the performance of her colleague, the female staff lowered her head and gently pulled his suit with her hands. She was going to pretend not to know and wait for the next train. Why did Andang suddenly jump out.

Is this guy Andang crazy? The other party is not a good person at first sight. Why would he say such words to anger them?

Sure enough, a few thugs stared at him with bad eyes.

"What did you say, bastard."

"Any comments? Come on, let's talk."

After speaking, two people came around, one on the left and the other on the right, pinching the shoulders of the animal, and another person slapped the animal on the back.

"Go, go."

The gangsters walked to the bathroom of the subway station with the animals in their arms while talking and laughing. They had a strong smell of alcohol on their bodies, and it looked like they were drunk, so they made daring things in a dizzy way.

"wait wait wait."

Only the male club animal shook his head in horror like a pig to be slaughtered, looking very embarrassed.

The female clerk next to her opened and closed her mouth, she wanted to say something and then she retracted.

Since the train is about to enter the station, and there are so many people, the staff on duty may not have seen what happened here, or they have seen it and pretended not to have seen it. Anyway, I am not responsible for it alone, so don't call me if something goes wrong.

"Go and tell the staff."

After walking far away, the other people in the queue said with a look of fear.

"Yes, yes."

"Who's going?"

They said a few words to each other, but no one dared to call the police.

The female employee covered her mouth and kept saying, "What to do, what to do, what to do."

Takeo Moribe covered his belly, which was transcribed with black inscriptions, and inside was sealed with the fox demon-sama, which was the source that could change his desperate life.

He is the most capable of preventing the situation from happening among the people present. As long as he uses the power given to him by the fox demon, he can save people.

"No, no, you can't cause trouble for yourself." Takeo Moribe clapped his hands together, "It's the problem he caused. Why do I have the idea of ​​sharing the trouble? It's not OK, it's too strange."

Thinking of the person who was taken away just now, Moribu's hands could not help trembling slightly, and he turned his head to look into the distance in shame.

The tram is coming, and in the empty darkness, the light on the front of the car can already be seen.

The bright light passed through the tunnel, making the vision of the guards clearer.

A slender man caught his attention. He was standing in a position that was not in the waiting area. When the train arrived at the station, the door would not open in front of him, so Momobe felt that his position was strange.

Just like himself, the middle-aged man with a meticulous and mid-pointed comb was wearing a suit, a briefcase, and even his eyes were somewhat similar, a full "social elite".

In the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the man in the middle is like a piece of ice in a fire.

Solitary and independent, with a sense of stripping ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ dong. "

The man puts down his briefcase.

He was taller and taller.

The weight of the briefcase must be very heavy, or else it will not rise suddenly after taking it off.

This is that the bones have been suppressed and shrunk.

But the sense of separation from the surroundings became more and more obvious. He was like a whale that got into the pond, but he didn't make a long cry.

He raised his hand.

Surrender!

The raised hands are a gesture of surrender, just like a soldier captured in a war.

The tips of his fingers covered the oncoming lights, so Takeo Moribe couldn't see his expression.

He surrendered.

I saw that he jumped into the track with one leap.

"Wow!"

The tram driver didn't even have time to brake and ran over the track whistling.

There wasn't even a scream, and it wasn't until a few seconds later that the passengers lining up around realized what had just happened.

"Someone jumped the track again."

"It's too awful."

"Everyone is gone!"

The crowd gathered like a school of sardines, all of them sticking out their heads or taking pictures with their mobile phones, but the onlookers couldn't see anything. The man who was out of tune with the surrounding became taller, and the feet and head extended out. One hundred meters.

Takeo Moribe clenched his fists and looked at the roaring tram with tears in his eyes: "It's so pitiful, so pitiful."

He moved his feet out of the station, and the guard wanted to run away from this place that made him uneasy.

"Dangdang."

After walking a few steps, Takeo Moribe slowed down and stopped.

"Fuck." He turned his back and walked quickly to the public toilet of the subway with his briefcase in hand.