Reiko's face suddenly turned pale. Tobita Shinchi is a famous red-light district in Osaka and even in the whole of Japan, and it has even become a famous brand of Osaka. There are hundreds of bubble houses, entertainment shops, and hostess clubs in Tobita Shinchi, which attract tourists from all over the country and even the world, and create considerable tourism income for Osaka Prefecture. When Reiko was young, she also earned extra money in Tobita Shinchi. As someone who has been through this, she naturally knows the tricks involved. No matter how sorry she has been to Moribu, she is still a mother, the biological mother of Moribu Shinmiya. Naturally, she does not want Moribu Shinmiya to repeat the same mistake and go astray. "Mimiya Moribe, she is now working as a hostess in a high-end club in Tobita." Hanyu sighed a few times in a pretentious manner, and said with great joy: "You know, I used to be a top gigolo. I have a lot of connections and experience in this industry. I accidentally saw this candid photo on an old friend's Twitter. Isn't this Mamiya Moribe?" Reiko's face was extremely ugly. She didn't care about fighting with Hanyu anymore and said hurriedly: "I'm going to go get Moribu Shinmiya now!"
"Hehe, that club is open at night and it's a membership-based club. As far as I know, the people who come and go are all well-known figures. How could you possibly get in?" Hanyu sneered. "So what? As a mother, I can't just watch my daughter fall into the fire." Li Zi's eyes turned red and she sobbed. "But don't worry, I know that club. It's a very high-end and formal place. It's much better than you were back then. You're still the top star in the club now!" Hanyu still looked a little unsatisfied, when suddenly a baby crying sounded in the bedroom next door. "Tsk, why are you crying again? As a mother, don't you care about her?" Hanyu smacked his lips and spread his hands, his face full of disgust. "You, a freeloader, don't care about it, so why should I care?" Li Zi said angrily. "Please, go and appease that little ancestor first. I will find a way to deal with the matter of Moribe Shinmiya." After Hanyu's plea for mercy, Reiko finally walked out reluctantly. "Hey, that's troublesome." Hanyu shook his head, took out his cell phone, and looked at the vivid beauty on the screen, and couldn't help but get a little hard. Moribe Shinmiya's appearance is really better than her master's, much better than the old Reiko! Unfortunately, he is no longer the top gigolo he once was, and now he has neither the connections nor the money to get into this top club. Hanyu felt his neck suddenly tighten, as if something slippery and thin was strangling his neck! "Woooooooo..." A strong feeling of suffocation hit his brain, and in just a dozen seconds, Hanyu foamed at the mouth, his head tilted, and he passed out. A few wriggling black tentacles retracted, and a hand with stitches on it picked up his cell phone from the ground. Chapter 235 Chapter 236 A Man's Disneyland "Mimiya Moribu, has actually fallen to the point of working in a nightclub? At her age, she should be in college like Hana Rei..." Tosu Hideo looked at the photos on his phone with mixed feelings.
A little disappointed and a little sad. The daughter that Moribe-kun loves so much shouldn't be like this. She should be a gentle and kind girl like Moribe-kun. "It's all the fault of this adulterous couple!" A trace of anger flashed in Tosu Hero's eyes, and he raised one hand and pressed it on the throat of Hanyu who was lying unconscious on the sofa. With his current wrist strength, crushing Hanyu's Adam's apple would be no more difficult than crushing a peanut. This mistress has occupied Moribe-kun's house and even plotted against Moribe Shinmiya. She is a complete scum who deserves to be put to death. Kill him, kill him... There were more and more bloodshot in Tosu Hero's eyes, and his murderous intent was growing stronger. At this moment, the sound of a baby crying came from the bedroom not far away. "Wow wow wow!" A clear look appeared in Tosu Hero's red eyes, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted. What's wrong with me? How could I so easily develop the desire to kill? I have clearly sworn that I will never abuse this evil power to take other people's lives again. Or once you have experienced violence, the thrill of having the power of life and death will become addictive. Was he a cold-blooded criminal who regarded human life as worthless? No, after killing so many members of the Asatori Group, he was already a real criminal with his hands stained with blood. But even so, he could not be deceived by the power of the evil god and act recklessly. Barely suppressing his murderous intent, Tosu Hideo picked up Hanyu's cell phone and put it in his pocket, then returned the same way, climbed over the wall and left the yard. After leaving the Moribe family, Hideo Tosu took the Midosuji Line subway and headed towards Tobita Shinchi in Nishihira District. Holding the horizontal bar on the tram, Tosu Hideo remained silent, with a look of painful struggle flashing in the depths of his eyes from time to time. "Excuse me, are you the brother who bravely helped in the Osaka Station arson case this morning?" On the train, several youthful girls around fifteen or sixteen years old were staring at Tosu Hideo and laughing and whispering for a while. Then one of the girls walked forward with her cell phone and asked boldly. Tosu Hero was startled, and he laughed dryly: "What arson case? You got the wrong person." "But, it's obviously you in this video?" The girl turned over her phone and saw a video cover on Twitter that had been played over a million times. It was of Hideo Tosu in disguise. "Haha, this doesn't look like me at all..." Sweat broke out on Tosu Hideo's forehead and he laughed it off. He didn't want to attract attention and be targeted by the police. Although there were still a few stops to the Dobutsuenmae Station, Tosu Hideo still took advantage of the time when the train entered the station to escape and get rid of the harassment of those little girls. It seems that we need to be more low-key. However, only one piece of skin was peeled off from Yakuza of the Asatori Group using the Erasing Face Technique, and the Hero of Tosu cannot change his face again. Hero Tosu bought a casual hat and plain glasses from the convenience store on the platform, put on a simple disguise, and got back on the subway.
The Midosuji Line, which runs through north and south of Osaka, is the most important subway line in Osaka. It has an astonishing passenger volume on weekdays. In addition, it is the Golden Week, so there are even more passengers going out, and the entire tram seems a bit crowded. Hideo Tosu saw passengers getting on and off the train. A long-haired girl in a white tight dress was squeezed by the crowd getting off the train and leaned against a middle-aged man intentionally or unintentionally. The half-bald middle-aged man with a somewhat wretched temperament twitched his nose a few times, his face full of lust, but he honestly took half a step back and kept his distance. The pervert incidents on trains many years ago have become a national humiliation in Japan, and the government has drafted strict laws to crack down on such behavior. Once an ordinary office worker is accused of being a pervert, his reputation will be ruined and he will die socially. "Ah, what are you doing!" The long-haired girl grabbed the hand of the half-bald middle-aged man and screamed. "There's a pervert!" The half-bald middle-aged man was confused and immediately argued: "Miss, are you mistaken? I didn't touch you at all!" "That's right, you were the one touching me!" the long-haired girl insisted. "Bullshit, I didn't touch you at all!" Although the half-bald middle-aged man tried his best to explain, no one believed him, and people on the tram looked at him with strange eyes. "Pervert?" "No wonder people often say that nine out of ten bald men are lecherous. They are so vulgar and shameless!" "He is a disgrace to Japan, arrest him and take him to the police station!" The half-bald middle-aged man blushed, and pointed his other finger at the silver watch on the wrist that the girl had grabbed, and said anxiously: "This Longines watch in my hand is worth 700,000 yen. If I want to touch a woman, I can spend some money to go to Tobita Shinchi and touch her however I want. Do I need to be a pervert?" It would have been better if the half-bald middle-aged man didn't say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was immediately ridiculed by several male passengers. "Who knows whether your watch is real or fake?" "Even if it's true, so what? Can't rich people be perverts?" Someone started to say sarcastically, "Do you think you can deny it by holding a famous watch as a talisman? It seems you have been prepared for it." The half-bald middle-aged man had no way of making excuses. In Japan, if a girl accuses a man on the train of being a pervert, she will almost certainly be sued. It is so exaggerated that there is a term in the legal community called "false accusation of pervert", which refers to being wrongly accused of being a pervert. In the JR Shinjuku Station pervert case, 25-year-old Harada Shinsuke accidentally bumped into a few female college students and was pushed down the stairs by them, who also falsely accused him of being a pervert. When the police arrived, they did not consider the fact that the female college students had pushed Harada Shinsuke and determined that he was a pervert without any explanation. Harada Shinsuke was forced to jump onto the railway tracks to show his determination. The unjust accusation of perverts has developed to the point where male office workers on the train are so afraid of women that even if a woman touches a man unintentionally, the man will take out his cell phone and try his best to push the woman away in a way that avoids physical contact. "Catch this pervert and take him to the police station!" Seeing several male passengers rubbing their hands and eager to give it a try, the half-bald middle-aged man was a little panicked. He clenched his fists, became ruthless, and raised his fists ready to fight to the death. But he was not going to deal with the other male passengers, but was preparing to beat the long-haired woman who grabbed his hand.
After several versions were updated, the best way for the office worker to be falsely accused of being a pervert on the train was not to run away, nor to fight a lawsuit to prove his innocence, but to beat the woman. Rather than being convicted of being a pervert, it would be better to change the nature of the crime to fighting, so that the punishment would be lighter and he would not be infamous and be expelled from the company. "Stop it all!" The Tosu Hero, who had been watching coldly, suddenly shouted. Frightened by the Tosu Hideo's now strong and powerful physique, both the half-bald middle-aged man and several other male passengers who were planning to subdue him could not help but stop. "I saw clearly that the gentleman's hand did not touch you at all." Tosu Hero stared at the long-haired girl with a stern look and said. The long-haired girl's eyes flickered a few times, and she couldn't help but let go of the hand that was tightly holding the half-bald middle-aged man. "Who knows if you are in the same group?" someone muttered. Upon hearing this, Tosu Hideo's eyes quickly swept over. After being responsible for the deaths of more than a dozen people from the Asatori Group, Tosu Hideo also had an inexplicable murderous aura on his body, and a rather intimidating aura without even being angry. The man couldn't help but shrink his neck and stopped talking. "Maybe I made a mistake... I'm sorry..." The girl with long hair lowered her head and stammered. Tosu Hero sighed. Even if the girl really made a false accusation, that was all that could be done. Even if the matter was reported to the police station, as long as the long-haired girl insisted that it was a misunderstanding, the police station would not be able to do anything to her. Besides, Tosu Hideo did not want to go to the police station to serve as a witness right now. It has to end like this. "We're at the zoo." Just then, the train's arrival signal sounded. "Thank you, little brother! If it weren't for you, I would have lost face this time." Tosu Hideo got off the train at the station, and the half-bald middle-aged man followed him out of the train and thanked Tosu Hideo profusely behind his back. "No, it's a small matter." Tosu Hideo didn't want to attract attention, so he waved his hand, took a few quick steps, and disappeared into the crowd. The half-bald middle-aged man couldn't keep up with the pace of Tosu Hideo and could only shake his head regretfully. After getting off at the Zoo-mae stop, Tosu Hideo searched on Google Maps on his phone and walked a kilometer to Tobita Shinchi. However, it was still daytime and no shops were open. Tosu Hideo ordered a set meal at a nearby McDonald's to kill time. When night fell, the big sign of "Tobita-Shinchi Cuisine Combination" hanging at the Shinta Enclave intersection lit up. Tosu Hideo hesitated for a long time before he mustered up the courage to walk into the "Men's Disneyland". Tobita Shinchi is divided into three streets: Main Street, Youth Street and Monster Street. As the name suggests, Youth Street is populated by young girls under the age of 25, while Monster Street is older, but the prices are cheaper and they can accept a wider range of girls. The street that Hero Tosu entered was Youth Street. On both sides of the street were two-story Japanese-style houses. Under curtains similar to those of an izakaya, young girls dressed gorgeously and had exquisite makeup. They sat in the shops wearing various uniforms such as kimonos, bunny girls, and sailor suits. The neon lights around them reflected a brilliant stage effect. Young and beautiful girls are like dolls in a cupboard, available for selection.
"Come in and have a look, take a look!" "Young man, take a look at the girls in the store. They will definitely satisfy you." At the door of every shop, there is a heavily made-up mama-san, speaking with an Osaka accent, greeting customers warmly. The streets are crowded with tourists from all over the world, and you can even see a few black and foreign faces. There were also mounted police riding bicycles passing through. The bright lights, feasting and revelry of Tobita Shinchi made Hideo Tosu, who had been honest and upright for half his life, feel dizzy. The pollution of light, sound and color made him feel like vomiting.