Chapter 5 first quarter

Ion walked past the mixed residential and commercial buildings of the former Tokyu Department Store, and walked in the direction of Songtao.Shoto is a high-end residential area with many luxury houses, and it is a place that Shibuya's homeless people must never set foot in.It would be troublesome if someone called the police.Although his appearance was somewhat dirty, Ion was still a teenager, and he was confident that he would not be found out as a homeless person. Freedom of time, freedom of space.Living in all freedom, on the other hand, is tantamount to living a life without roots.Let the weather, environment and other luck factors lead by the nose, and in the passive life, the homeless people are gradually stained with the same color - the gray of resignation and sadness.

One day, will I become like that too?Ion thought while looking at the dirty nails.But the free life of being alone is irreplaceable by anything, and he feels that Achang's lament and loneliness have nothing to do with him. How about getting tattoos on your fingers just like Kemiko?What kind of characters should be tattooed to be handsome?Ion doesn't understand English at all, so ask Mogami the next time you see him.He was also curious about how the serious Mogami would react. Ion felt an unprecedented satisfaction.Tomorrow's part-time job has been settled, and today I saw Kemiko and chatted a few words.However, fatigue, contrary to that exuberant mood, came quietly.Is it because of queuing up to get food before dawn in the severe winter?Ion was chronically undernourished, and compared to boys of the same age, his physical strength was much weaker.

Ion dragged his gradually heavy steps up the slope of Songtao.Occasionally, unknown high-end foreign cars pass by.There are no pedestrians, and the residential area in winter is silent. Ion bypassed the pond in Nabeshima Shoto Park and walked towards the side of Yamate Avenue. A pink flowery building in front of him was Ion's secret base. The building has an oddly domed roof that resembles a snail shell.The whole picture cannot be seen under the cover of the tall wall, but the huge land is full of trees, and it is a rather large building. When slipping inside, Ion saw the signboard that fell in the courtyard, and only then did he know the name of the building.

Shibuya Palace - The signboard is rusted. It seems that the trees have not been pruned for a long time, vines are all over the fence, and the trees are surrounded by green onions.The turf in the courtyard fell off, exposing the black soil, and shepherd's purse grew on the asphalt road back to the driveway.There is a sign hanging on the door, which says "no entry for non-relationships" is written in a big way as if refusing to come, and several layers of thick iron chains are wrapped around it to prevent criminals from opening it arbitrarily. Ian looked around without any trace, and after confirming that there was no one there, he grabbed the wall and climbed up, then quickly jumped down to the pile of fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Shibuya Palace is an ancient building completed when Tokyo hosted the Olympics, and it seems to have been used as a wedding banquet hall until five years ago.It was said that it was popular as a quirky wedding hall in a high-end residential area, but it was later found that it did not meet the earthquake resistance standards, the building was banned, and it was decided to demolish it. For a long time it was abandoned in place due to the bankruptcy of the operating company.Just like the Baixuandian area, in Tokyo, more and more land and buildings have been abandoned for many years due to setbacks in plans.

Ion stomped on the dead leaves and walked around to the back.Almost all the glass on the first floor was broken.He easily opened the back door of the kitchen and entered the house.The water and gas in the kitchen were stopped, but the tableware on the shelf was only covered with a thin layer of dust, and remained neatly in place. Ion walked through the banquet hall.The banquet hall is the largest room, the bright red chairs and white tables are still there, and there are several vulgar imitation crystal lamps hanging from the ceiling for lighting.There is a small egg-shaped elevator next to the stage, allowing the bride and groom to go upstairs together.

Go through the dismantled door to the corridor. There are three small lounges on each side, and Ion walks into the front one.It was a Japanese room with six tatami mats and carpeted floors.Ion brought blankets and water here, and arranged them properly.As long as you endure the smell of dust, a large number of cushions in the cabinet can also be used to keep out the cold. Seeing no trace of intrusion, Ion heaved a sigh of relief, put his backpack on the carpet and sat down.The December sun went down in the blink of an eye, but there was still light in the sky.The winter nights were long and cold, and he intended to go to sleep as soon as it was dark.People who sleep on the street like to get together because they are afraid of not knowing what lurks in the dark, but Ian doesn't care.

After eating the bento, use the flashlight to read manga for a while, close your eyes when you are sleepy, and then wake up and it will be morning.Tomorrow's breakfast will be settled with the leftover bento and bananas.The point is, Ion wants to read comics quickly.He used the cushion as a pillow and lay down on his side.