(Thanks to Nashina, Longting’s support)

11:00 pm

On the 60th floor of Ikebukuro, which was already deep in the night, most shops have closed the iron roll doors, but the places where you drink and play take the opportunity to occupy this street. With the breath of night, the world seems to be turning upside down, creating an atmosphere that is completely different from the daytime.

However, the "mixed" point has not changed. Some people choose to spend the night there because comic shops are cheaper than hotels, so they are too lazy to catch the last bus; on the road near the station, there are Kara 0k clerks running around to attract customers, and they are busy seeing students acting collectively or people who are going to hold a new club, and office workers who have just finished drinking and are drunk and are about to go home; young people and foreigners who are planning to play all night... Overall, although the momentum is not as good as during the day, there are still some people moving on the streets at night.

However, in a certain section of the street, thousands of people gathered strangely... At first glance, this group of people did not seem to be coming to a party at all. Each of them wore different clothes and did not make any moves. They just stood in their favorite positions, or stood with a group of companions with similar atmospheres.

Some of this group of people are office workers, some are high school girls in uniforms, some are college students with no special features, some are foreigners, some look like people who are good at gangs, and some are housewives... Although there are many younger generations in it, in the eyes of bystanders, they only think that there are so many people on the road today.

Among them, even when standing on the outermost side, the most eye-catching ones are a tall blonde man in a bartender uniform and a taller black man - Shizuo Heiwashima and Saimen.

“人生是什么?人是为了什么而活?有个人这样问我,所以我就把他打到一只脚踏进棺材里面……如果这些问题出自一个爱装诗人的高中女生口中也就算了,偏偏是个年过二十,本来想混hei道,却因为讨厌打杂而落跑的家伙跟我讲的,这根本已经算是犯罪了吧?”平和岛静雄靠在路灯杆上对着赛门发着今天的牢骚,也不知道又在哪里将人揍进医院.

"That's it!"

"No, you want to think about the meaning of your life, and I don't object to it. But, what can I do if I ask others about my life? So, when his pupils gradually dilate, I said to him: 'This is your life, just live and die.' But when I think of the other person as the store manager, I feel that I am still a little impulsive..."

"That's it!"

"...I said Saimen, you're not listening to what I'm talking about at all, are you?"

"That's it!"

"Saimen, you guy!" Shizuo Hirawashima roared, as if he was about to pull up the lamppost and smash it at his friend.

but,

"Oh~ Xiaojing, I haven't seen each other for so many days, I'm still very energetic~~" The sudden interruption interrupted Jingxiong's atrocities.

"Ah—?!" No, it's just 'almost shifting the target of atrocities'. It's a high-risk matter when Shizuo Heiwashima gets angry... Fortunately, more than a dozen people came over at once, and Ikebukuro's strongest wouldn't have pulled them all away. "Tsk, it's you... and don't call me 'Xiao Jing'."

"Don't care, if you like, you can change my nickname. Just like this, you can call me 'white hair'." Unlike Shizuo, Leeds is not overly persistent in his name.

"Hmph, I'm not that bored." I still seemed dissatisfied, but after saying this 'equal treatment', Jingxiong's anger dropped.

Many times it is not the matter itself, but unilateral bullying. [You punch me, I punch you] is nothing.

"Many faces~~" Shizuo's daily complaints came to an end. Saimen advertised the shop where he worked in awkward Japanese, "My friend Leeds, please take friends to "Lucia Sushi Restaurant", delicious, healthy~!"

"Cheap?"

"No~~If you give it a discount, I will become a seaweed in mainland Russia~" Saimen shook his head quickly.

"If you have the opportunity to take them there... But don't be so dedicated after get off work, you can't stand it." If Leeds knew about Symon's relationship with his boss, he wouldn't say such things...but he wouldn't know about this in his life, who is so bored to find out the stories of other men.

Leeds turned his head to look at the crowd, "Speaking of it, what's going on here, why are there so many people gathering?"

"Huh? Don't you know? Then how did you come here?" Jingxiong said strangely.

"Ah... I received an email from unknown origin before," Leeds opened the screen of his phone, called out the email, flipped it over to show the two of them. "Someone suddenly invited us to join the dollars. I just came over and took a look when I felt something was wrong. By the way, I didn't join. Even if I restricted an almost non-existent network organization, I still don't like having a 'leader' on my head." As for why I know to come to this place at this point in time? That's the prompt from "Task System".

"What a familiar email~~"

"...Your thoughts should be the so-called 'the spirit of a big man', right? I don't hate it, so I'd rather admire it."

Saimon Peacewashima Shizuo also became a member of the dollar because of this email. Of course, at that time it was just a casual attitude of "see what it was". After all, this virtual identity could be terminated at any time - they would not know that the person who sent this invitation email to them was Aohara Ryuya.

"So~?" Leeds spread his hands and reminded them that they had not answered their questions yet.

"Actually, it's the founder of the dollars. We... no, maybe everyone else is the same. We just came over with the idea of ​​seeing how many companions there are?" Shizuo pushed his sunglasses and looked at the more and more people, "...this number is slightly above what I expected."

"Uh, that's it?" The answer was far inferior to expectations! Leeds suddenly fell down, and what he was looking forward to was even more interesting things! "...I don't know what the meaning of a forum member gathering for chatting would be."

"Even if you say that..."

Ordinary dollar members just think that this thing is a forum to use. To put it bluntly, this is a group of secondary dysfunction patients. A group of netizens forced themselves to give themselves a hat of a ‘dollars member’ to show off, but the internal members did not realize this secondary dysfunction... By the way, members who came to the street to party at night because of this online identity were a little worse.

However, what is about to happen here is not that simple-

(Beebeep!Beebeep!)

It is the phone's email notification sound.

"?" Saimen took out his cell phone.

(Buzz buzz...buzz buzz...)

It is the vibrating sound of the emails on your phone.

"?" Shizuo also took out his mobile phone that had set the silent.

"...Wow?" Leeds had guessed what would happen after he followed. He was on the periphery and looked at the center of the crowd.

Sure enough, the melody of different notifications came from everyone in the crowd, and everyone looked at the emails on their phones.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Daji ran behind Shizuo Heiwashima and jumped around to try to peek at the content of the email.

Shizuo frowned. Although this girl's behavior was very cute, because she was cool and handsome, he met countless nightclub girls who teased him in Ikebukuro. He was already immune to this cute girl... There was no special treatment, so he read out the content of the email directly, "——The person who is not reading the emails on mobile phones is the enemy. You don't have to take action, just stare at them quietly."

"Are you talking about us?" Sun Shangxiang said in surprise. Like Leeds, they did not join any dollars.

"No, it's not us." Zhao Yun looked at some of the people in the crowd - a group of men in suits and ties, and they also did not receive emails.

But unlike them who are at the outermost, this group of men in suits are staring at by all the dollars members holding mobile phones, staring at them from all directions... and then they can't see them, and the crowded crowd blocked Leeds and others' eyes.

"Who?" Leeds asked.

"Who knows." Shizuo closed his phone and put it back in his pocket.

I have said before that the [group drama] was staged in Ikebukuro, so from a person's perspective, perhaps even if a certain incident is completely resolved, it will be the result - confused.

Of course, eyes cannot kill people, nor can they solve the problem.

"There are people on the roof over there..." Lian Xing suddenly said.

Yes, it is still necessary to solve problems by force, and the implementer of force is the headless knight!
Chapter completed!