A Night Out in Kabukicho

One day later, at the arrival hall of Haneda Airport.

Dressed casually, Sing Sing dragged his suitcase out of the gate, with the modified Dimension Box by Wenxi in his pocket.

After being tested by Sabretooth three times, this thing no longer shoots stones at its owner's face.

The price is that you have to shake it nine times and shout "Open Sesame" before opening it each time.

Old Zhou was fully equipped for this operation; he even brought the Whimsical Gun that Moon-Boy had prepared for him.

Of course, this is only what you see on the surface.

In fact, Old Zhou was worried that Anton might sneak into the dormitory to inspect the supplies one day, so he simply took everything he could.

Sing Sing quickly identified the person who was picking him up at the airport.

The man was tall and large, with his dark wool coat open.

His black hair was tied back at the nape of his neck, and he had a neatly trimmed stubble on his upper lip. Sunglasses covered most of his face.

He held up a piece of cardboard that read, "Warmly welcome Sing Sing, a child who has dropped out of school, back to campus."

Enraged, Sing Sing rushed over, snatched the cardboard, tore it into four pieces, and stuffed it into the trash can.

"Are you trying to make sure the Japan police don't know who I am?"

The contact pulled down his sunglasses halfway and bowed slightly. "This thing is just for you to see, who do you think you are, some big star!"

Sing Sing pulled his suitcase to his side and tilted his head to look at him.

"I'm not talking about you, Comrade Liu Jianyi! How did you even pass the political vetting with your harsh words?"

Liu Jianyi, from the movie "Sleepless Town".

"I'm truly sorry, but we don't assess people's affability when working with overseas partners."

The two were meeting for the first time and didn't even bother to shake hands.

One complained that the airport pickup wasn't confidential enough, while the other thought the official was too arrogant. They grumbled at each other as they left the airport and got into a small truck plastered with seafood advertisements.

Sing Sing held back for half a minute before pinching his nose and speaking:

"If I remember correctly, the bureau approved my transportation allowance? You use this kind of car to pick up Chief Section Level cadre? Which cadre wouldn't withstand this kind of test?"

Liu Jianyi was driving, casually pointed to the car in front. "That one costs 400 yen per kilometer, this one is free. Which one do you choose?"

"Also, there are ice packs in the back; if you find the smell too strong, just scoop out a lump and stuff it into your nostril."

The van eventually stopped on a narrow street outside Kabukicho.

The area was crowded with bars and nightclubs. A few young men soliciting customers were about to approach when they recognized Liu Jianyi and retreated.

Sing Sing looked around, speechless. "Are you kidding me? I'm a high school student! Is it appropriate for you to bring me to a place like this?"

Liu Jianyi leaned against the vending machine, took out a cigarette, and handed it over.

"My public identity is right here on this street. If I don't bring you here, am I supposed to set up a contact point in a children's playground?"

You're giving cigarettes to high school students?

"Come on, you're thirty, I'm thirty-six, let's not tarnish that word."

Liu Jianyi chuckled twice and offered the cigarette forward, "Relax, have some fun tonight, I'll take you to school tomorrow."

Sing Sing took the cigarette and tucked it behind his ear, intending to use it as evidence in the future that foreign collaborators were corrupting minors.

"Let me make this clear beforehand, I don't have any money on me! I can't afford to spend money in a place like this!"

"Don't worry, leave everything here to me. You just enjoy yourself."

"Oh? Is that really true?"

The two men furtively pushed open a wooden door on the street corner.

There were six empty tables inside, the liquor cabinet behind the bar was mostly empty, and the most expensive item was probably the half-dead potted green ivy by the door.

Sing Sing, holding onto the doorframe, didn't go inside. "You call this 'enjoying life'? Do you expect me to wipe the table for you once we're inside?"

Noticing his expression, Liu Jianyi didn't say anything. He raised his hand and gently tapped the side of the bar, causing the half-empty liquor cabinet to slide open and reveal a hidden door.

"Wow! You even have a secondary business hidden here?" Sing Sing was greatly shocked. He followed him through the hidden door and lifted the curtain to find that it was a KTV.

The long table was laden with fruit platters and wine, and four women of very different styles sat side by side on the sofa.

As soon as Liu Jianyi and Sing Sing entered, they stood up to greet them.

"Kongbangwa, Jianyisang, oh soo yi yo."

"Hajimemashita, Hoshino- san."

"Go more, Rosiku."

Sing Sing's week-long study of Japanese finally came in handy; he could at least understand "Good evening" and "Nice to meet you."

"Kongbangwa, oh Negai Ishimas."

The short-haired woman on the right chuckled twice, covering her mouth, and turned to her companion, saying, "Kawaii."

Sing Sing turned to look at Liu Jianyi, "She said I'm cute, right?"

You recognized it?

"Besides, how did they know my name?"

"What do you think? Of course I said it! Otherwise, what would I offer you?"

Liu Jianyi patted Sing Sing on the shoulder, pushed him onto the sofa, and then turned to wave at two of them.

"Mai- chan, Nana -chan, spend some quality time with him tonight and teach him some Japanese."

Mai, picked up a bottle of liquor and sat to Sing Sing's left, while Nana, holding a karaoke device, moved to his right.

The two people stood on either side of him, leaving just enough space in the middle of the sofa for him to sit down.

The soft, warm contours pressed against his left arm, while a smooth piece of silk fabric nestled against his right shoulder.

Sing Sing sat on the sofa, looking embarrassed, and tried to shrink deeper into the backrest.

Mai tilted the bottle, and the liquor slid down the ice into the glass. It was about to overflow the rim, but she showed no sign of stopping.

"Does Hoshino -kun like things a bit fuller?"

The warm air rushed into his ears, causing the downy hairs behind his ears to stand on end.

Seeing him dodge, Mai laughed twice and simply leaned her entire weight against him.

"Hoshino -kun looks really tense... If you keep holding it in, it'll get suffocating inside~"

Nana on the right wasn't to be outdone, saying, "This piece is too slow. Hoshino- kun, why don't you try a slightly faster or more intense tune?"

Nana looked up at him, her collar revealing a dangerous expanse of white skin due to the angle.

Mai giggled and picked up a peeled grape from the fruit plate, offering it to Sing Sing's lips.

Her fingertips inevitably brushed against his tightly closed lips. "Open your mouth~ the fruit inside is very juicy..."

Nana, who was next to him, simply put down her karaoke machine, moved closer, and wrapped her arms around his, further reducing the distance between them.

Seeing this, Mai was not to be outdone, and slid one hand up his thigh.

Sing Sing solemnly grabbed Mai's wrist, placing two fingers precisely on her pulse point.

"Your pulse sounds weak and shallow. Do you often experience cold hands and feet or night sweats?"

Mai was taken aback by his unexpected action. "Hoshino- kun can treat illnesses?"

"I know a little bit about it; it's a family heirloom craft."

Sing Sing opened his eyes and pressed an acupoint on the inside of her wrist with his fingertip.

Mai's body went limp on one side, and she let out a gasp.

"Ouch, where did you press? It feels so sore and numb..."

"This is called 'pain indicates blockage.' You have too much cold in your body; you need to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for acupuncture to clear the blockage."

"Come on, I'll treat you tonight."