Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 340: Chu Hua's Memories (Part 1)

However, the cruel reality will not become better just because of a word of encouragement from my younger sister Hatsune.

Tokyo is a city of decadence and extravagance. After seeing what it means to stay in a hotel that costs 3,000 yen a night and to have ramen that costs 800 yen, Chu Hua, a newcomer and a country bumpkin, finally realized this truth.

Now, a bloody reality is placed before Chu Hua, whose finances are becoming increasingly tight.

Either go find a job, work at a convenience store or work in Okubo Station Street, anyway, you must find a job that can support yourself as soon as possible, and then find a way to avoid the dog agents while contacting a good and cheap house.

Or you could apply for a boarding school with relevant policies, and then study hard to get scholarships and subsidies for poor students. Although such schools are completely impossible to find in Tokyo, you could also apply for Kawasaki or Yokohama...

"One, the total is 3,400 yen. Is it in cash or...oh, you're welcome to just give me the change next time?"

The option of studying was not even within Chuhua's consideration. He spent almost half a minute calculating how to subtract three thousand four hundred from five thousand. In the end, an old man who was waiting impatiently with a cane and a discount card kindly calculated the bill for Chuhua, then shook his head and sighed and left.

Chu Hua was left standing helplessly in front of the cashier counter. She was about to face seven or eight customers who were already queuing up impatiently, as well as the same number of large addition, subtraction, multiplication and division accounts.

The black-haired, curly-haired, bespectacled senior who was also working there and was waiting to take over in eleven minutes, and the black cat in his bag, all had a premonition that this was the last time they would see this cute and somewhat simple girl.

"This is your daily wage for today. You'd better not come tomorrow."

The good news is that the store manager and my senior colleague are both good people. They pooled their own money and finally collected 10,000 yen and gave it to me.

The bad news is that this is severance pay, and these two people are the only two good people Chuhua met in his short two-week working life.

If you can't bear the hardship of studying, you will have to bear the hardship of life.

If you can't bear the bitterness of life, then you have to bear the bitterness of steroids.

But unfortunately, Miss Chuhua didn't have the connections to deal in steroids, nor did she have the starting capital to go to the Kowloon gym to train her body, so when she was fired from the convenience store for the sixth time, Miss Chuhua was a little overwhelmed.

It wasn't a hysterical breakdown. Chuhua wasn't the type to cry. He just took the 2,000 yen severance pay and stuffed it into his wallet along with the remaining 20,000 yen. Then, clutching the wallet tightly, he wandered around the street like a living dead.

But no one cares. Under the influence of capitalist society, any person taken out individually may be a hero with flesh and blood, but when mixed in a group, they are all first-class cold-blooded animals.

What's more, Tokyo is full of zombies from the countryside, who are devoured alive by the ruthless capital machine and turned into food for the wealthier minority of vested interests. This is the fate of most outsiders. Who would care about a distraught girl?

Before he knew it, Chuhua had arrived at a huge square with almost mechanical steps. This was the core station of Shibuya connecting to the whole of Tokyo. If he wanted to go back to his little home where he earned 18,000 yen a month to rest, he would have to take a two-hour train ride and then walk for half an hour...

Without saying too much, at least we should complete the first step first, right?

"Tickets, tickets..."

It was over. Chuhua searched all his pockets but couldn't find the one-day tram ticket he bought. He thought it was probably left in the locker at the convenience store.

It was as if it rained but it leaked. Although it was only a 700 yen ticket, it was enough to deal a fatal blow to Chuhua, a country girl who had been constantly encountering obstacles in Tokyo and whose heart was not very strong but at least very resilient.

Chuhua certainly didn't cry. She wasn't the type to like crying. She just leaned against the roadside and stared at the people passing by in a daze, just like a down-and-out homeless person.

"Hey, move aside, you're in the way."

"Um... excuse me, I'll leave now."

Hearing a very cold but heroic voice urging him to get out, Chu Hua subconsciously felt that he was blocking the way, and almost crawled to a place five or six meters away.

Only then did he barely have time to take a look at the person who had asked him to make way—a tall man with silver hair tied in a high ponytail and faint dark circles under his eyes, followed by a small red-haired girl...

He is not a big guy, just a little taller than me.

"Guitar?"

To be honest, this is the first time that Chuhua has encountered something that he is familiar with and likes since he came to Tokyo. His guitar was the only one that kept him company during the two months when he was not in school.

"Yeah, guitar," the little red-haired girl behind him said. She had no instrument in her hands, but was just pulling a drag-type sound equipment. She was looking at him curiously. "Do you want to try it?"

Chu Hua wanted to, but didn't dare, so he stretched out his hand subconsciously wanting to take the guitar, but his mouth was saying no.

"Ah, no...ah, sorry, I just reached out subconsciously, I just...sorry."

The tall silver-haired girl had no intention of giving up her guitar. How could she let a stranger who looked poor touch her livelihood?

"Nina——"

"Alright, alright! I was just being sentimental, okay? Taoxiang, you cold-blooded animal!"

"What do you mean I'm a cold-blooded animal? Would you let a stranger touch your guitar?"

"I don't have a guitar, and didn't you give it to me the day after you met me? Not only that, but you even slept in the same bed with me. Who knows what you'd do to me..."

"Ren-cai-I'm going to sew your mouth shut!"

So the two people who seemed to have a good relationship started fighting in front of Chu Hua, who had a dazed look on her face. Although there was no aggressiveness, this strange way of getting along still shocked the heart of Chu Hua, a country girl.

"That... skirt, and shoes..."

Both of them were a little drunk at this point, and Chu Hua's thoughtful reminders were ignored. So they could only trouble the pitiful Chu Hua to run around to pick up the shoes of the two people and put them in order, and then act as a human wall to guard against the perverts who might peek at the beautiful girls fighting...

There are no perverts, there are still many good people in the world.

"Huh, huh, huh... cough cough, thank you, little sister." Taoxiang calmed down and found that Chuhua had been blocking her view. Then she coughed with a blush and handed over a business card. It was handwritten, the texture was crude and the edges were not cut smoothly.

"We're the New Kawasaki Band...it's just a working name. The drummer will be here soon, and if you want, I can let you play guitar once."

Almost out of muscle memory, Chuhua subconsciously took Taoxiang's guitar. The circuits and other things had already been installed by Rencai. His mind was completely blank until he found himself surrounded by many people.

Among them were Miss Saito, whom he had met a few days ago, the scout who invited him and his sister to visit, and a girl with brown hair and a sweet appearance.

[You are actually very suitable to be an idol.]

The opportunity is here.

[Come on, sister! Come on, Triangle Chuhua!]

The opportunity to make the name of Sanjiao Chuhua famous all over the world has come.

Swallowing with some difficulty, Chuhua played the song that had accompanied him throughout the painful days.

(Song used in the clip: "Duvet" - B?a)

I am falling, I am fading

I am drowning

[Help me to breathe]

I am hurting, I have lost it all

I am losing

[Help me to breathe]