The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 10 Lucky Mutual Aid Society (2)

"What are you talking about?" Inuyama Heita asked.

Matsui smiled and whispered in his ear, "I mean... we are the saviors of these people. If it weren't for us, these people would only live in a repressed life, unable to get rid of the shackles until death, and unable to live for themselves. If you feel sorry for them and want to persuade them to break free from the clutches of the 'evil organization' of the Mutual Aid Association, you should also ask about their wishes, right? Maybe they themselves don't want to leave here. And this is fair, isn't it? They get their own meaning here, and we get the benefits. It's a fair trade."

"Strong words." Heita Inuyama frowned.

"I'm telling you these things because I see your ability, Mr. Ping Tai." Matsui took a step back and said with a smile, "People with value shouldn't be buried among those mediocre mortals. You have such talent, but you can only work in a restaurant and live a poor life. This is really not right. But this is how society is. Talented people will be suppressed by incompetent people, superiors suppress subordinates, seniors suppress juniors, and even in school days, senior students can't avoid bullying juniors, just because they have more seniority... But it's different here. Talented people can show their true abilities here, just like you, Mr. Ping Tai. Your talent can make you get rid of this mediocre life and become more dazzling! The Lucky Mutual Aid Association is such a fair platform. The mediocre can find peace here, the strong can realize their self-worth, and everyone can find their place here..."

"That's great!" Just as Matsui was about to continue speaking, a voice suddenly interrupted.

With a pair of butter-covered hands tightly grasping Matsui's, Qian Xiaoyi said excitedly: "This teacher said it very well! This society is full of oppression against talented people like us. Whenever I think of myself in this situation, I always tremble with anger. I sweat all over my body and my hands and feet are cold in the hot summer. Can this society ever be better? How can we at the bottom live so that they will be satisfied?"

Feeling the smooth texture of the cream on his hand, Matsui's originally smiling expression suddenly became stiff. He wanted to pull his hand away from Qian Xiaoyi, but Qian Xiaoyi seemed to be completely unaware and still held his hand tightly, muttering complaints like "I'm shaking with cold" and constantly praising the Lucky Mutual Aid Association.

Matsui asked with a stiff smile: "Excuse me, who are you..." He didn't remember there was such a person in the mutual aid association, otherwise he would definitely have an impression of a high-quality member who could be fooled by just a few words...

A translucent baby ghost face suddenly appeared in front of Qian Xiaoyi, but Qian Xiaoyi didn't even blink, which made Matsui confirm that the person who suddenly attacked him should be an ordinary person.

Qian Xiaoyi panted and said excitedly, "Teacher, it's normal that you don't know me. I came across your organization's promotion on the Internet by chance and learned about this place. This is my first time attending a gathering of your organization, but how should I put it...ah, it's like love at first sight. No, right? No, it's like old friends at first sight? Anyway, I just feel that the Lucky Mutual Aid Association and I get along very well, and I feel like I belong here by nature! I was very touched by your few words just now. Teacher, let's come over here and continue to discuss how the incompetent government suppresses capable people like us..."

He put his butter-covered hand on Matsui's shoulder, and enthusiastically wanted to pull him aside for an in-depth discussion. Inuyama Heita even saw Qian Xiaoyi's hand wipe Matsui's clothes twice without any expression, completely treating the other party as a rag.

"No, that's not necessary." Matsui was really angry at this moment. Although he kept smiling, he stared at the hand on his shoulder and said with gritted teeth: "The party is about to start. If there is anything, let's discuss it later."

A translucent little hand reached out from Matsui's arms and touched the back of Qian Xiaoyi's hand, causing Qian Xiaoyi to shudder. He let go of Matsui involuntarily, leaving only stains on the other's clothes. He looked around with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Ah, didn't you feel a cold breeze just now? Is the air conditioning in the venue too low?"

"Excuse me." Matsui looked at Qian Xiaoyi with disgust, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cream on his clothes, and was about to leave. Qian Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, rushed up to grab the handkerchief, and shouted: "I'm so sorry! Did I get the cream on you? I was too excited at the time and didn't pay attention. I'm really sorry! Let me wipe it for you." Maybe the small cakes in the venue were all made of vegetable cream instead of animal cream, so the more Qian Xiaoyi wiped the cream, the more evenly the white greasy stains spread, and soon there was a large area, which scared Matsui and pushed him away: "Stop! This is a valuable suit!"

"What? I'm so sorry! I'll clean it right away! I'll be more careful this time."

"I told you not to wipe it!"

"I'm good at housework. How about this? Take off your clothes and I'll wash them by hand in the bathroom. I promise they'll be as good as new in no time."

"Don't come over here! Don't make my clothes even dirtier!"

After watching Matsui flee in a panic, Qian Xiaoyi put his handkerchief into his pocket, curled his lips, and muttered, "Oh, this chatterbox is finally gone~ He talks a lot of big talk, but his brain is full of shit, and he's wearing an expensive suit."

Noticing that Inuyama Heita was staring at him blankly, Qian Xiaoyi said, "What are you looking at? I accidentally got some cake on my hands and I just wanted to find a rag to wipe them. Do you have any objection? Who told them not to put paper towels on the table?"

Inuyama Heita paused for a moment and asked, "So what do we do next? Suzuki-san hasn't seen it yet."

"I've already said that we two didn't come here together." Qian Xiaoyi continued to enjoy the free snacks and said, "What else can we do? While the party is going on, let's eat more, chat with others, and collect some information."

"But we haven't seen Suzuki yet..." Inuyama Heita was about to say something, but when he turned around, he saw that Qian Xiaoyi had already joined the conversation of the crowd nearby in a very familiar manner.

Since most of the people around him were adults, he, a high school student who was not good at socializing, had no confidence to join the conversation, so he could only quietly eat the cake and wait for the party to start.

Finally, after half an hour, the time was almost up, so all the guests who came to attend found their seats on the chairs placed in the center of the venue according to their number tags and sat down. The party was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)