Tokyo Rebirth: Start From Picking Up Sayu

Two hundred and forty-eight, all day long

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On the morning of Sunday, August 17, the sun was shining brightly and there was no cloud in the sky.

Walking off the crowded Rinkai Line International Exhibition Center station, I walked through the dark crowds of people gathered outdoors. When Kato Yusuke used the club ticket to enter the booth in advance, others were already waiting there.

The exhibition hall of Nuoda is still busy and full of enthusiasm. With the heat permeating the space, it is easy to predict how hot it will be during the day.

Today is the third and last day of iket.

On this day, Sato and Ito finally experienced the huge fear of being swallowed up by the crowd.

That was after the opening scene.

When the two originally planned to lead the team as usual, the dense crowd pouring in from the gate area immediately drowned them in an airtight ocean.

Like a small boat swaying in the angry waves, the two people who had not yet left the field were directly wrapped up and pushed back.

If Kato Yusuke hadn't pulled them out of the crowd in time when he saw something was wrong, it would have been impossible for them to find them again.

Even so, the subsequent work of organizing the team was extremely difficult. Even they themselves were squeezed into the team in the process.

So much so that I had to pass the sign in my hand to the people at the back one by one like a drumbeat, so that new participants who wanted to join could see where the end of the line was.

Later.

Not only the end sign, but also the improvised "middle of the line" sign came in handy. Even the field staff panicked and quickly called for a lot of helpers to come to help, and then managed to control the situation to ensure that there was an aisle in the middle for people to pass.

"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"

Looking at the crowds gathering towards this stall, these staff couldn't help but have a question in their minds.

That is - "Why is this wall club more popular than the popular clubs assigned to the gate area?"

In the same museum, but in front of a booth on the other side, a petite girl was also waiting in line, with the Twitter software interface displayed on the screen of her mobile phone.

"egoisticlily", "eromanngasensei", "remind? Guidance", "early summer time"...

Sliding through the topics under many tags one by one, looking at the number of topics that continued to increase in seconds, the corners of her mouth raised slightly with a hint of pride.

Then he murmured softly: "Hey... isn't that a good job, that guy."

After liking a few pieces of complimentary content, the girl happily put away her phone and began to confirm the battle plan (shopping route) she had made last night to ensure that it was foolproof.

So in fact, everyone is working hard for the things they love, and there is no such thing as anyone giving up their work, and using the name of the club to enter the venue early to snap up books...probably.

The world is still peaceful today.

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As for Yusuke and Shiyu, it was another story.

The specific time is one hour after the opening, at 11:15 noon.

"Okay, I'll charge you 4,800 yen, thank you for your patronage."

Not long after a male customer successfully bought the notebook and left the stall with a victorious gesture...

"Sorry! "egoisticlily" is sold out——! "

"sorry."

The boys and girls, who had been busy at reception and cashiering since the morning, lowered their heads to apologize one after another.

At this time, the people still queuing in front of them sighed and made noises on the spot...

This is the fact,

Even though early measures were taken to limit the purchase of two copies of the same work per person, the business still ended early with an unimaginable popularity.

"Thank you everyone——!"

"Thanks."

Yusuke and Shiyu bowed to the crowd again.

Some of the participants who sighed gave warm applause.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Thank you~"

“I’m looking forward to your work on Dongi!”

As the applause subsided, those who failed to buy the book could only disperse with regret and start running towards the next goal.

The club participants at the neighboring stalls sent kind-hearted blessings, with a hint of envy mixed in, and then their attention was immediately drawn back by the guests in front of their respective stalls.

"Finally, it's finally over..."

"...No, it can't be done..."

Sato and Ito, who groaned and returned to the stall, sat down on the ground, looking like they were fished out of the water. The clothes on their bodies were not only wrinkled but also soaked with sweat.

Despite this, they couldn't muster the energy to tidy up their appearance, and their expressions were filled with a sense of emptiness after their bodies had been hollowed out.

Even Saito, who was rubbing his wrists at the side, nodded his head in sympathy and joined the conversation.

When talking about topics such as "Which side has the harder time?", "Why are Otaku so crazy?" and "The cute-looking coser walked into the men's room calmly!" They teased each other, either scolding or laughing.

At this time——

A pair of size 42 white Converse shoes stopped in front of them.

"Thank you for your hard work. This is what we talked about before."

Three white envelopes were handed over by a clean hand.

"Brother Kato..."

"Brother."

"Brother Kato."

The three people who saw the visitor couldn't help but stood up and said, but no one reached out to receive the envelope.

So Kato Yusuke didn't say much. He just stuffed the envelopes into their hands without saying anything, then patted their shoulders respectively and said thank you.

Then he walked to the table.

"Thank you, Senior Shiyu." He said, looking a little hesitant.

"Huh?" The girl who noticed something unusual looked up from the accounts she had checked, and first focused her eyes on his face, and then focused on his hand that was in his pocket.

The corners of his mouth softened involuntarily, and his light hair flowed downwards.

"For me?" Shiyu raised her hand to hold the hair on one ear and asked, her voice sounding like the elegant sound of water.

Kato Yusuke nodded "Yeah..." and put the last envelope in his pocket on the table, "I've been troublesome these days, senior, I hope you can accept it."

"How much is in it?"

"Seventy thousand yen, the same as Ito and the others."

"oh……"

Gazing nonchalantly at the trio behind him who were about to open the envelope, Shiyu took a sip of the already warm coffee and continued to ask: "How much will you give Sawamura for the money you make from selling the book?"

"What are you talking about, senior sister?"

"Huh, it's really a bad habit of yours to immediately think about other people's intentions like this. Your abilities and talents are very good, but it's a pity that your heart is as sweet as marble soda."

"Senior, what you want to say is innocence, right?"

"Huh? Is it necessary to confirm this simple homophonic joke with me? And it's useless even if you deny it, because there is no better reason to explain your connection with the Sawamura family than this reason. "

Having said this, Shi Yu paused for a moment, then flicked his forehead in the air, and said lightly: "And you actually agreed to the promise of taking care of girls for the rest of your life. How naive are you? Mr. It makes people feel hot.”

"Huh? I'm sure I didn't say the word "for life". Besides, I was only taking care of her as a friend. I probably didn't mean the same thing to my senior sister... I should have said this before. "

"Yes, you said it. Then, how much money do you want to give Sawamura?"

Facing the girl's questioning, Kato Yusuke shook his head helplessly and raised two fingers: "20% of the profit, but that was a unilateral decision made by me and has nothing to do with Eiriri and her family."

"——Innocent." Shiyu finally couldn't help but stretched her hand to his forehead, but unfortunately he pushed it away with his backhand.

Looking at the pair of eyes in front of him that conveyed the meaning of "stupid", Yusuke just asked flatly: "Then if it were a senior, would you care about this?"

"Huh?" The girl couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

So Kato Yusuke repeated it again: "If you were a senior, would you care about this money, which is only a very small part of your income?"

There was a brief silence.

"...Okay, I understand what you mean. But don't compare me with Sawamura. That will make me uncomfortable in every sense."

"If you feel uncomfortable, why would you go out of your way to buy the other person's notebook at your own expense?" - Yusuke, thinking this in his mind, couldn't help but smile.

"In short, when it comes to Yinglili, I think I gained more than I paid for. On the contrary, I should thank her for her willingness to cooperate with my self-satisfaction. After all, I was the one who came to her in the first place."

"Obviously I can do that kind of thing for you..." Shiyu muttered while turning his gaze away, but he seemed to have forgotten that he almost had his work cut off in half.

"Huh? Senior sister, did you say anything?"

"——Nothing. By the way, are you willing to take on the commercial illustration case?"

"Commercial illustration? Senior sister's?"

Kato Yusuke couldn't help but wonder: "Did something go wrong with the illustrator of "Love Metronome"?"

Shiyu shook her head: "No, Mr. Matsubara Hozumi is in good health. It's just my editor...well, now it's time to call the deputy editor. That person has always wanted me to introduce you to her."

The girl took out a business card from her bag and handed it over, "Anyway, if you are interested, please contact the number above. The salary should not be too bad... Also, do you have a 5 yen coin with you?" "

"Huh? If it's the change from the vending machine..."

Kato Yusuke took the business card and took out a yellow round-hole coin from his wallet, "Is this okay?"

"Well, okay. Then you can take this back as well."

sand--

The white envelope on the table was pushed back.

"Uh...Senior, what are you doing?"

Gently picking up the coin, Shiyu held it up in front of his eyes, looked at him through the small hole in the middle and said, "I like your 5 yen better than Kato-kun's 50,000 yen, so I will use this as my coin." Are you ready to be rewarded~?"

A coquettish arc appeared on the edge of the mouth, and was deeply reflected in the other person's eyes.

Just when Kato Yusuke wanted to say something...

"Brother Kato~~~~!"

Three rough-looking men suddenly ran up and stood between the two of them.

"……Um?"

Shifting your gaze to their faces, you will see three faces with complicated expressions.

As if they had been touched by something in their hearts, the three members of the baseball team were all looking at him with "affectionate" expressions and tears in their eyes.

Kato Yusuke couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene. A chill suddenly came from his back, and he unconsciously stepped back.

The other party followed closely step by step.

"What are you doing?" he asked reluctantly.

The three of them were silent, just staring straight into his face.

In the inexplicable silence, a solemn atmosphere quietly spread.

There was a vaguely passionate prelude ringing in my ears.

The next second.

Ta-ta-ta-!

Swish, brush—!

Accompanied by the sound of tidy footsteps and the friction of clothes, a powerful baritone blasted through the hall.

"Thank you for taking care of me——!!"

There was silence for ten to fifteen seconds, and people gathered their gazes.