Tokyo bubble life

The afternoon sun is getting brighter.

Naoki Yongshan walked on the street leading to the convenience store, even though he was walking in the shade of green trees, after a while, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

My body is still too weak, I need to exercise more in the future.

The convenience store is actually not far from the residence, and the high school graduates who just came to work in Tokyo can’t find a job too far away. Coupled with the dull temper, I barely managed to spend half a year here, except for the store manager and the landlady. Know too many people.

Naoki Naoyama would come to Tokyo, but he didn’t think too much about it. After graduating from high school, he didn’t want to stay in an izakaya with his father and brother, so he came to Tokyo with a little pocket money and holding back his stubbornness. .

Convenience store is the first job in life, got the first salary in life, and paid the first rent with salary.

Thinking about it this way, working in a convenience store is full of meaning

Even so, it is impossible to continue to work, and it will be impossible to work in the future~

About 40 minutes on foot, the small convenience store is located in the gap of the residential area. The convenience store in the Showa era did not have as many products as in the future. There are even some vegetables on the shelves. It is an advanced grocery store, but it has already been placed outside. Freezers, ice cream, soft drinks and other beverages.

The store manager Yuichi Ishida, who was wearing overalls, was facing the receipt behind the counter, and he could see another young man in the store sorting out the goods.

"Ishida-san, excuse me." Naoki Naoyama walked to the door and greeted the store manager.

"Yongshan-kun, you're here!" Ishida Yuichi looked calm, but Naoki, who knew his character well, knew that a strict conversation would follow.

"No, even the address is so formal." Naoki Yongshan thought in his heart.

"Hi, I was hospitalized for some reason before, so I haven't come to work for the past 3 days." But he said honestly,

"I'm really sorry for causing trouble to the store!" The upper body also bowed honestly.

Hearing that he was hospitalized, Ishida Yuichi's face remained the same, but his tone was obviously relaxed a lot: "What's going on, Naoki-san? Are you all right now?"

Sure enough, even the name changed back.

"Hey, I ate something bad before, so I went to wash my stomach." Naoki Yongshan planned to tell the purpose of coming,

"I'm fine now, I just need to rest for a while."

"Is that so, Naoki-san, are you here today?" Yuichi Ishida seemed to have guessed it.

"Hey, store manager, although I am very sad, I am here today to resign from this job to you!" Always say nice words,

"Thank you Ishida-san for taking care of me during this time!"

"Ah, that's it." Ishida Yuichi seemed a little relaxed, "Naoki-san also helped a lot here, take care of your health in the future!"

"Hi, Arigado!"

Naoki Naoyama was walking on the street, holding an envelope with 50,000 yen in his hand.

The store manager Ishida said that it was the previous salary, but in fact, the salary is settled every week. If a full-time worker takes another shift at night, the salary will be about 150,000 yen a month. If you work more jobs, you can get more, and your income may catch up with ordinary members.

I worked less than 5 days in October, and I caused trouble because of absenteeism, so the store manager can not give it.

"Ishida-san is indeed a good person!"

Walking casually on the street, looking at the unfamiliar scenery of the Showa era, Naoki Nagayama has no intention of going back to the apartment for the time being.

At this time, the Nakano District is still mainly residential, and it is the afternoon when the autumn tiger is haunted. Pedestrians on the road come and go in a hurry, and there is nothing to see.

He wandered slowly onto the tram, and then went to Shibuya, which was an area that Yuan himself didn't know much about.

Sure enough, it was Shibuya. Even in this weather, there was a lot of traffic.

The neon lights on the side of the road are resting. Perhaps only at night can you feel the style that it can represent this country.

In the shops facing the block, all kinds of novel things and trendy clothes are displayed, which will not be outdated in the 21st century. Maybe the trend is really a kind of reincarnation.

Occasionally, girls passing by in twos and threes are bound to be followed by more or less attentive boys. It is rumored that in the bubble era, a girl's tendency to surround herself with at least 4 types of boys seems to have emerged.

Naoki Naoyama, who was walking in the commercial street, did not indulge in these scenes too much. Looking at the most prosperous neighborhood in Tokyo, the dazzling array of goods, what he thought about in his mind was:

How can I get the first pot of gold to start a rich career?

Seeing disco's and closed nightclubs around

Are you going to sell yourself?

Will the physical strength be too much?

Any ideas for the future that can get me a good price?

While walking and thinking, a burst of music suddenly came from Naoki Naoyama's ear.

It turned out that I passed the record store.

The poster of Momoe Yamaguchi in the store is still smiling gently, and the record store is playing the gimmick of retiring, placing all the previous records in the center, hoping to make another fortune by relying on the fan complex;

On the other side of the poster is a girl with a bright smile. The song "Blue Coral Reef" (Blue Coral Reef) by Seiko Matsuda just reached her ears.

Naoki Naoyama felt the wonderful atmosphere of retreating and advancing, and thought of the battle between dragons and tigers in the entertainment industry in the bubble era.

What comes into my ears is no longer a brisk singing voice

It's the sound of the first pot of gold being poured on him

"Thank you to the up owners of station B, thank you Shengzi and Akina for their prosperous beauty, let me know many divine songs from the Showa period~"

"My first pot of gold, I still have to sell songs!"