Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Dingo Philosophy

Yosuke decided to settle down in Nishi-Okubo's apartment first, and then look for a job.In such a low-end apartment, there is only one room with six beds, and the gas, running water, and bathroom are shared, but the check-in fee costs half of his money, which is the capital of Yosuke's world.A young man who knows nothing about the world, his rainbow-like ambitions have been baptized by the cruelty of society.Without parents, without a guarantor, Yosuke could not find a serious job.Entertainment industries such as bars, nightclubs, and bowling alleys recruit people all the year round, and they would not accept him when asked his age.

"This is not a place for children." Most stores flatly refused.I almost got involved in the underworld several times, but managed to escape.During this period, the capital for survival has been running short. Eventually, he got a job washing dishes in a restaurant.He also works as a "helper" in the hotel - serving dishes.This is the only way to get through the difficulties in front of us. Hearing filthy curses, he was enslaved like a cow and a horse, and his salary was only 600 yen per hour.And 10% of it has to be handed over to the organization that recommends the "helper" as an intermediary fee.Still, the intro to work was fine.In the off-season, there is a surplus of people and it is difficult to find a job.

There are some tricky people among the "helpers", who are most likely to wait for an opportunity to be lazy.Working with this kind of person is a pain in the ass.If you don't work hard, the leftovers at the banquet will snatch the essence. Usually idle around, but in front of the hotel management staff and guests, he shows great hospitality.That kind of ability to see the wind and turn the rudder is a must.Therefore, they can also get "recommended" in the off-season and will not stay at home. After the banquet, the "helpers" often hold a "second banquet" with leftovers.Once, Yosuke chatted with a veteran "helper" while eating.The man has been in this business for over thirty years.Yosuke asked him why he was not formally employed in restaurants and hotels.

"If you become a regular worker, you won't be able to hold a second banquet?" He drank the remaining beer, his cheeks flushed. "Second Banquet" is a word they coined. "Is the second banquet really that good?" Yosuke asked a little surprised. "We are the ones who eat leftovers to survive. Do you know where the best bread and cakes are?" The man asked back. Yosuke remained silent, not understanding why he mentioned bread and cakes. "Bread is delicious at the bottom of the bread, and cakes are delicious at the bottom of the blackened. What the world throws away as garbage is the essence. We live on these essences. In other words, the essence is all in the leftovers. Officially Workers and customers are different. Even if they know that the top of the bread and the bottom of the cake are delicious, they can’t eat them no matter how delicious they are. That’s why I’m a “helper”.

It's also a philosophy, a wolf's philosophy, that there's no shame in eating leftovers.Leftovers are at least not mouth feed.Rather than be employed by a company and die of hunger, it is better to forage alone in the wilderness of freedom, even if you live on leftovers. This veteran "helper", his tenacity and survival wisdom shocked Yosuke.Never seen such a person in the life of a small country town before.After all, it is Tokyo. However, Yosuke neither wants to sell himself for the sake of making a living, nor does he want to pick up his teeth.No matter how delicious leftovers are, it is sad to make a living on them.

Yosuke has to fight for it with his own strength, not just leftovers, but the right to enjoy the essence first, and he doesn't need to take anyone into consideration. However, he can't even be a wolf at present, he can only be willing to be a wild dog of society, living on the leftovers eaten by wolves. Ten months after he came to Tokyo, something happened that dealt a fatal blow to Yosuke.Returning from odd jobs at the hotel that day, he found the locked apartment door open. Full of suspicion, Yosuke walked into the room in surprise, and couldn't help being stunned.The house with few luggage was turned into a mess.It's over!He bit his lip, came back to his senses immediately, and went straight to the closet, where his lifeblood was.

There were half a million yen hidden in the old magazines piled randomly in the closet, and they were all stolen.Yosuke thought he had misremembered the place, so he opened all the magazines page by page to look for it.In the end, not to mention half a million yuan, there was not even a single thousand-yen bill. Yosuke fell into extreme despair, and his eyes were spinning.In this unaccompanied Tokyo, money is his only reliance.However, this only support was also lost. It was because of the half a million dollars that he could endure odd jobs with no future. After calling the police, relevant personnel came to check the scene.Powder was sprinkled everywhere in the room to take fingerprints, and he asked Yosuke about the situation and made notes.Finally, the police officer reminded Yosuke to change to a stronger lock, and left after speaking.What's the use of changing the lock if the lifeblood is lost.

There has been no news from the police since. There are so many rich people in the world, how can they steal money from people like me?Yosuke wanted to speak up.The megalopolis of Tokyo was indifferent to his misfortune.His misfortunes were too trivial. When they came to the street, the well-dressed crowd strutted about, looking happy.That expression seemed to have nothing to do with the misfortunes of the world.All the women are well-dressed, beautiful and elegant.Everyone seemed to be accepted in Tokyo. Stores are flooded with merchandise, and restaurants try their best to provide customers with a wide variety of dishes, exuding attractive aromas.

This metropolis is filled with all kinds of goods and services to satisfy every desire.In front of this poor young man, the fashionable girl showed her commodity-like beautiful limbs.This display is cruel to the poor boy, and it is in this cruelty that the beauty of the city lies. Tokyo, which has gathered population and wealth on such a huge scale, deprived Yosuke of 500,000 yuan and swallowed it into the greedy stomach, but it seemed nothing had happened. Give me half a million back, and Tokyo remains indifferent to Yosuke's appeal.But his half a million did exist somewhere in this gigantic city.Even though it has been digested and absorbed without leaving any traces, it turned into nutrients that nourished the city.

Well, you are not benevolent, and I am not righteous, let's wait and see.Yosuke decided that if Tokyo did not return the 500,000 yuan, he would take it back on his own. He didn't know what to do at the moment, but he had to get it back anyway.That's my money, there's nothing wrong with getting it back.Yosuke made up his mind.