"Put me down and sit down for a while, okay?"
"Um."
Ronan agreed and did not force her to leave.
He leaned down and let Sakuragi sit down on a bench in another part of the park.
The night breeze was bleak. She pulled Ronan's clothes and motioned to sit down: "Lend me your shoulder, okay?"
Without waiting for the other party to respond, Sakuragi Rin wrapped her arms around his strong arms and leaned on his shoulders.
Ronan didn't speak, just a quiet listener.
Sakuragi Rin opened up the chatterbox and told about the grievances suffered by this industry.
The entire Neon Country still belongs to a male-dominated society, and women's status is low.
There are not many jobs available for women today.
If you go to work in the workplace and you are a little bit pretty, most of the time you will encounter unspoken rules from your perverted boss.
Some of Sakuragi Rin's female friends had hit a wall in society, so they had no choice but to get married and stay at home to support their husbands and children.
Along with the erosion of life, there is also financial lack of independence.
Her figure and skin are getting worse and worse, and her husband has frequently cheated on her.
If you get divorced, you will have nothing and be under extraordinary pressure.
Therefore, most wives endure it, and endure it very hard.
She didn't want to live that kind of life, so she came out to work as a bartender. She wanted to save some money so that she could do business in the future.
As she spoke, Sakuragi Rin's voice became lower and lower, and she fell asleep directly against Ronan.
Turning his head to look at the beauty beside him, he sighed and carried her on his back.
Ronan has good physical strength and great strength.
Carrying the gentle and gentle Sakuragi Rin on her back, she walked two streets and returned to the shared house.
She took out the key from her small purse and opened the bedroom door.
Then he carried Sakuragi Rin to the bed and helped her take off her black high heels.
Staring at the defenseless Sakuragi Rin on the bed, Ronan's throat moved slightly, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the hot body.
Soon, he got rid of distracting thoughts, quietly exited the bedroom, and closed the door.
This scene all fell into Ayame Shunguo's eyes.
She stared at the living room through the crack in the door, a strange look flashing in her eyes.
…
"Omu-kun, Boss Kamo asked you to go to the rooftop to find him."
"Ah?" Ronan put down the plate and replied, "I know, I'll go right away, thank you."
Through the stairs, he came to the rooftop of the club.
It's much cleaner here than the rooftop in the shared house.
It's very spacious, without clutter, and the dusty cement walls are a little mottled.
"Coming?" Abe Seimei smoked a cigarette and looked at the starry sky without looking back: "Sit down."
Ronan glanced at the concrete platform on the rooftop and sat down with some anxiety.
Is it because of the contract that you suddenly called him this time? Or is it because of last night's customers
Abe Seimei exhaled a faint smoke and said in a neutral tone: "You have been complained by a customer."
"Ah? Well... Boss, things are not what you think. Please listen to my explanation..."
Abe Seimei smiled and shook his head, then suddenly changed the subject: "You think it's unfair, don't you?"
Ronan was a little dazed, thinking he was talking about a complaint, so he reluctantly replied: "It's okay."
Unexpectedly, Abe Seimei seemed not to hear what he said, and continued the topic just now, sighing:
"This world is inherently unfair. Not only humans, but gods as well."
god
The topic took a strange turn.
Ronan didn't know how to respond for a moment, so he could only remain silent.
Abe Seimei took a deep breath from his cigarette, his deep eyes filled with vicissitudes of life: "Look at how miserable all living beings are, surviving in this world and experiencing many disasters. It's better to be a god, not caring about anything, just enjoying."
He turned his head and looked at Ronan, with a strange look in his eyes, and said seriously: "If you became a god, would you do the same thing?"
"You... what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"
Faced with such an embarrassing conversation, Ronan grinned bitterly and was speechless.
"Ha." Abe Seimei chuckled and looked at him with interest: "You really can't remember anything?"
Ronan shook his head, really not impressed.
Even though we now have some clues about his past amnesia, there is still no progress in his previous identity.
Looking at what Kamo said, he probably said that he was a god before he lost his memory. This is too ridiculous!
Abe Seimei took the last drag of his cigarette, threw it on the ground, stamped it out, and glanced over.
Ronan noticed this strange look and felt very embarrassed.
He turned his face away and got goosebumps all over his body.
Could it be that the boss is a philosopher
Overcoming difficulties
More difficult
This is too terrible.
Seeing Boss Kamo take out his wallet, Ronan was even more shocked and shuddered.
Could it be that... he wanted to spend money to anally with me
Abe Seimei took out a wad of money from his wallet and put it directly on the concrete stone platform without counting it. He pursed his lips and smiled: "I just wanted to chat with you, nothing more."
Ronan's eyes flickered back and forth between the money and the boss: "Then this money..."
"It's an advance on your salary."
"Advance?"
Ronan's mouth twitched. It seemed that he was still implicated in the complaint and wanted him to take the money and leave.
"It has nothing to do with complaining." Abe Seimei seemed to understand his thoughts and kept smiling: "I just want to tell you a story."
"story?"
"Yes, a story."
This reason made Ronan even more confused.
Called to the rooftop to listen to a story for no reason
Philosophical story
No matter how you think about it, something doesn't feel right.
Moreover, Boss Kamo seemed very abnormal today.
Seeing that Ronan didn't respond, Abe Seimei took him as his acquiescence and started talking to himself:
"Once upon a time, there was a time when demons were rampant."
"The gods and humans on earth are too weak. The gods who can solve disasters turn a blind eye."
"Such a laissez-faire attitude has led to demons and ghosts often invading villages and eating people, leading to lawlessness."
"The safety of the people cannot be guaranteed. They are in fear all day long and are miserable."
"There was a young man who was vengeful and practiced Taoism hard, hoping to solve the strange phenomena caused by demons and ghosts."
"The gods did nothing, so he had to turn to ghosts and gods for help, and sacrificed a heavy price to gain the ability to slay demons."
"Later, this young man became famous, married into a noble family, and embarked on an official career."
"The emperor's grace is so great that he killed the demons and ghosts from all over the country according to the decree. He is famous all over the world and is respected by the people."
"He thought that everything he did in his life was right."
"Until he died and became a demon."
"It's so ironic to spend your whole life killing monsters and ghosts, but in the end, you become the most hated thing in your life."
"He was trapped in endless struggles, panic and self-denial."
"He began to search for the source of the demons and ghosts that he killed with his own hands."
"As he expected, these monsters and ghosts are all the result of extreme disasters suffered by poor people."
"Everything is a scam, a huge lie."
After Boss Kamo finished speaking, Ronan scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I can't understand what you're saying. Well... have you encountered any trouble recently?"
Abe Seimei stood up, patted Ronan's shoulder gently like a leader caring for his subordinates, and shook his head slightly:
"I'll give you three days off, just don't let the complaining customers see it. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Boss, wait a moment."
Seeing Kamo get up and leave, Ronan hesitated for a moment and finally asked the question in his heart:
"Does what you said to me today have anything to do with my identity before I lost my memory?"
"No." Abe Seimei paused and denied: "In you, I see myself when I was younger."
After saying that, he pushed open the door to the rooftop without looking back.
…
"Living with a guilty heart is a kind of cruel torture. Because no one in this world is worthy of my trust."
Abe Seimei.