[Comprehensive] History of the Fall of Man

"That's a job that You put high hopes on me, and it just got screwed up like this. It's so annoying! I also have that dead flea! Jumping and jumping makes me so upset that I want to slap him to death!" Peaceful in the izakaya Shimao Shima complained about his recent experience, and when he was excited, he raised his hand and almost punched the table.

"Slow down, this table won't stand up to your knocking." Tom Tanaka quickly persuaded him to put his hand down gently.No matter how strong the table is, it cannot withstand the hammer from Shizuo Heiwajima.

Tom Tanaka is Shizuo's senior in Heiwajima Middle School. He is not reliable, but he has given Shizuo a lot of useful advice.For example, when he was harassed by gangsters in middle school, he was advised to dye his hair blond. This really reduced a lot of people who wanted to challenge him.

It's unbelievable to say that Shizuo Heiwajima has a quick temper and the strength to lift a truck, but he hates violence and has a handsome and obedient face.No one would be able to associate the title of "the strongest in Ikebukuro" with him if he hadn't seen his fierce and frightening stance in fights.

Tom Tanaka is one of the few people who has seen the strange power of Shizuo Heiwajima when he was in a rage, and can live in peace with him.Therefore, Shizuo Heiwajima still retains a respect for this senior.

"Shizuo, do you want to come to work with me?" With a rebellious reggae hair and ordinary glasses, Tom Tanaka took a big gulp of beer and explained to the young man: "My job here is to collect debts. It's just suitable for your strange strength. Instead of using your strength for other things that don't matter, it's better to use it for work."

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Orihara Lin also encountered a rare thing, he was accosted.

It's not that Orihara Lin is not popular anymore, he is still very popular when he restrains himself.This is not nonsense, it is proved by reality.When Orihara Rinya was still in middle school and blended in with the world as a top student, he received love letters one after another, and striking up a conversation was indispensable.

But now... it's really a strange thing.

There is also a well-manicured flower bed at the corner. When the fountain is open, the sound of rushing water and the noise of the street are perfectly blended together.

His hair was dyed yellow, and he wore silver buckles on both ears, reflecting the sunlight and twinkling when the boy spoke with rich expressions and undulating tones.

"How? Do you want to drink tea with me?" Finally, the chattering boy stopped and asked politely, as if reading the last line of defense, waiting for the trial, with a slight tension and anticipation in the tawny eyes .

"Okay." Orihara Lin also agreed with a smile.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and the young man with a childish face still hadn't reacted for a moment. The invitation that he had hoped for was accepted, and he stammered, "Really, really!?"

"I'm not interested in lying to children." Orihara Lin also said.

The excited teenager was so active that he kept making cold jokes and self-introductions while leading the way.

To be honest, Orihara didn't expect the 'General' of the Yellow Turban Bandit to look like this, an optimist's talk.But when I think about it, I think it's justifiable. It's always easier to gather peers around an extroverted teenager, isn't it?

Ji Tianzhengchen, 15 years old, is studying in junior high school.My hobbies are telling bad jokes and striking up conversations. What is my current position, the leader of the newly emerging one-color gang 'Yellow Turban Thieves', that is, 'General', 'General'.This title is really cool.

I saw Mr. Lin Ye on the street at a glance, ah~ I’m really embarrassed to say it, this may be the arrangement of fate, it’s really romantic to catch a glimpse of you in the vast crowd~

I didn't expect that I, who don't like men very much, would strike up a conversation like an adult man who looks dangerous at first glance. Of course, the result surprised me. It is really thanks to my impulse that I can sit together and talk now.

"Eh?" Ji Tianzhengchen shook his hand, swung the drink he was holding in the glass, and then dropped it back.

Orihara Lin also saw the shocked expression of the boy opposite and smiled, "What? Does Ji Tian think it's surprising that I'm an information dealer?"

"No, no, it's just that I didn't expect it." Masaomi Jitian waved his hands and said embarrassedly, "Although there are many speculations about Mr. Linye's occupation, the work of selling information is too rare in life."

"Everywhere has it." Orihara Lin also said, took a sip of coffee.

"Ah... Speaking of which, I have a little impression. I may have heard of Mr. Linya's name somewhere." Ji Tianzheng said.

The boy who has just stepped into the world of this city is actively exploring.Being drawn into the extraordinary by companions and trivial matters, and easily stepping into a high position is really incredible luck.

"Then Ji Tian, ​​you are also very good." Orihara Rin also narrowed his eyes, "My name is not easy to hear."

After chatting for not long, Orihara was ready to leave.

"Are you leaving?" Ji Tian Zhengchen asked, the young man felt that time had not passed, and the man in front of him was still a fog.This short time of getting along with him did not give a glimpse of his true face.

"Huh? I still have a job." Orihara Rin also stood up and said to Ki Tian Masaomin.

"Then can you leave your phone number?" Ji Tianzhengchen took out his mobile phone and shook it.

"Okay." Orihara Lin also said with a smile, took the mobile phone and entered his contact information in it, "There is also an email address, if you want to find me, you can contact me directly."

"It's okay to help if you want to, because we get along happily."

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"Hey, is it just this little money? Are you fooling me?" The tall, vivacious young man grabbed the collar of the student in front of him and shouted.A stench came from his mouth, which had been soaked in tobacco and alcohol for many years, and his head rested on the head of the student in front of him, with fierce eyes.

"No, Brother Shitian," the male student who was grabbed by the collar laughed with him, "There is really only so much money, and we all tried our best." We were so scared that cold sweat was about to drip.

"Cut." The man named Shi Tian reluctantly let go of his hand, threw him to the ground, and spat, "I don't care what you think, I will pay the money again next week. If it's like today..." The man weighed the money in his hand, "You will know the result."

"Yes! Yes, yes. We promise to pay enough money next time." The male student struggled to get up from the ground, scratched his forehead on the concrete floor, and blood overflowed, flowing down the contours of his face, almost reaching his eyes. Dare to wipe.

The two students next to him had long been frightened and trembling when the man got angry, and they stood aside timidly and did not dare to speak.

Seeing that he couldn't squeeze out any more oil and water, Ishida could only give a warning before leading others away.

"Odagiri, are you alright!" After seeing that everyone was gone, the trembling man dared to run over to help the male student who was sitting on the ground.

"Hiss—it hurts to death, fuck Ishida, I'm going to kill him sooner or later." Odagiri was lifted up cursingly, trying to touch the wound but got blood on his hand.

"Then what should we do with the money he said?" asked the boy who had been silent all this time. He was used to being arrogant in school, but he didn't even dare to say anything in front of real social people.

Odagiri looked gloomy, thinking about the people around him... that kid seems to be quite rich... "It's okay, I've figured out a way."

After walking away, Ishida counted all the money he had received and stuffed it back into his pocket, "Tsk." What a mess, this money is just enough for medical expenses.Thinking of his brother on the hospital bed, Ishida was a little annoyed.

It was really useless to be knocked down by a group of children.The Yellow Turban Thieves are nothing more than an ineffective group led by a kid. They were not born when I was dealing with the underworld.Wait, sooner or later I will catch someone and give them a hard lesson, telling them that not everyone can be messed with.

The author has something to say:

In this world, I will try to use the original style of Odd Records of the Headless Horseman, fragmentary clues and multiplayer descriptions.

Of course, I can't write that well, it will be a very simple story.

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This is also an attempt, after all, I am also writing for the first time.

Please be patient~

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