I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 235 & 236: A Man's Disneyland

"Miya Moribe has actually fallen so low as to work in a nightclub? At her age, she should be in university like Hana Rei..."

Looking at the photos on his phone, Tosu Hero was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

I feel somewhat disappointed and sad.

Moribe-kun's beloved daughter shouldn't be like this; she should be a gentle and kind girl like Moribe-kun.

"It's all that adulterous couple's fault!"

A flash of anger crossed Tosu's eyes as he raised a hand and pressed it against the throat of Yuzuru, who was lying unconscious on the sofa.

With his current wrist strength, crushing Yuzuru's Adam's apple wouldn't be any more difficult than crushing a peanut.

This lover has usurped Moribe-kun's house and is plotting against Moribe Masamichi. He is a complete scumbag who deserves to die.

Kill him, kill him...

The bloodshot veins in Torii Hero's eyes grew thicker, and his murderous intent intensified. Just then, the sound of a baby crying came from the bedroom not far away.

"Wow wow wow!"

A clear light appeared in Tosu Hero's reddened eyes, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

What's wrong with me? How could I so easily have murderous thoughts? I had already sworn never to abuse this evil power again to take other people's lives.

Or is it that once you've tasted violence, the thrill of having the power of life and death becomes addictive?

Was he really a cold-blooded, ruthless criminal intern who treated human life like dirt? No, after killing so many people in the Asato Group, his hands were stained with blood, and he was already a genuine criminal.

Even so, one must not be misled by the power of the evil god and act recklessly.

Barely suppressing his murderous intent, Hideo Tosu took Yuzuru's phone, put it in his pocket, and returned the way he came, climbing over the wall and out of the yard.

After leaving the Moribe residence, Tosu Hideo took the Midosuji Line subway and headed towards Tobita Shinchi in Nishihira Ward.

Holding onto the handrail on the tram, Tosu Hero remained silent, a look of painful struggle occasionally flashing deep in his eyes.

"Excuse me, are you the brave young man who intervened in the arson attack at Osaka Station this morning?"

On the tram, several vibrant fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girls stared at the Tochi Hero and whispered among themselves for a while. One of the girls took a few steps forward with her phone and boldly asked a question.

Hero Tosu was startled, and he chuckled dryly:

"What arson case? You've mistaken me for someone else."

"But, that's clearly you in the video!" The girl flipped through her phone. The thumbnail of a video on Twitter that had over a million views showed the disguised Hero Tori.

"Haha, this doesn't look like me at all..."

Hero Tosu broke out in a cold sweat and chuckled. He didn't want to attract attention and then be targeted by the police.

Although there were still a few stops to go before Zoo Station, Tosu Hero took advantage of the tram's arrival at the station to flee and escape the entanglement of those little girls.

It seems we need to be more low-key.

However, the face skin peeled off from Yakuza's face by the Machi group using the Face-Changing Technique was only one piece, so Tosu Hero could not change his face.

Hero Tosu bought a casual hat and non-prescription glasses from a convenience store on the platform, disguised himself simply, and boarded the subway again.

The Midosuji Line, which runs north-south through Osaka, is the city's most important subway line. It already has an astonishing number of passengers on weekdays, and with Golden Week in full swing, there are even more passengers, making the trains quite crowded.

Hero Tosu watched as passengers got on and off the tram. A long-haired girl in a white tight-fitting dress was pushed by the crowd getting off the tram and leaned against a middle-aged man, intentionally or unintentionally.

The balding, somewhat sleazy-looking middle-aged man twitched his nose a few times, his face full of lust, but he obediently took half a step back to keep his distance.

The long-standing incidents of groping on trains have become a national disgrace for Japan, and the government has enacted strict laws to combat such behavior. Ordinary office workers who are accused of groping suffer severe disgrace and social humiliation.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The long-haired girl grabbed the hand of the balding middle-aged man and screamed.

"There's a pervert!"

The balding middle-aged man looked completely bewildered and immediately retorted:

"Miss, are you mistaken? I didn't touch you at all!"

"That's right, it was you who touched me!" the long-haired girl insisted.

"You're talking nonsense! I didn't even touch you!"

Despite the balding middle-aged man's best efforts to explain, no one believed him, and the people on the tram looked at him with strange eyes.

"Is he a pervert?"

"No wonder people often say that nine out of ten bald men are lecherous; they're truly vulgar and shameless!"

"He's a disgrace to Japan! Arrest him and take him to the police station!"

The balding middle-aged man blushed, pointing with his other finger at the silver watch on the wrist the girl had grabbed, and said urgently:

"This Longines I'm holding is worth 700,000 yen. If I want to touch a woman, I can just spend a few bucks and go to Tobita Shinchi. I can touch her however I want. Why would I need to be a pervert?"

The balding middle-aged man's words only provoked ridicule from several male passengers.

"Who knows if your watch is real or fake?"

"So what if it's true? Can't rich people be perverts?" someone said sarcastically. "Does he think he can deny it and make excuses by holding up an expensive watch? Looks like he was prepared all along."

The balding middle-aged man was utterly speechless.

In Japan, if a woman accuses a man of being a pervert on a train, she almost always wins a lawsuit. It's so extreme that there's even a legal term for it called "wrongful conviction for perverting," which refers to the crime of being falsely accused of being a pervert.

In the JR Shinjuku Station groping case, 25-year-old Shinsuke Harada brushed past several female university students, accidentally bumping into them. They then pushed him down the stairs and falsely accused him of groping. When the police arrived, they disregarded the fact that the students had pushed Harada and, without further explanation, concluded he was a groper. Driven to desperation, Harada jumped onto the train tracks, choosing death as a way to prove his innocence.

The wrongful conviction of perverts has evolved to the point that male office workers on trains are terrified of women. If a woman accidentally touches a man, he will take out his phone and try to push her away in a way that avoids physical contact.

"Take this pervert to the police station!"

Seeing the male passengers rubbing their hands together, eager to try, the balding middle-aged man also panicked a bit.

He clenched his fist, hardened his heart, and raised it, ready to fight to the death.

However, he wasn't going to deal with the other male passengers, but rather he was preparing to beat up the long-haired woman who had grabbed his hand.

After several version updates, the best course of action for an office worker falsely accused of groping on a train is neither to run away nor to honestly file a lawsuit to prove their innocence, but to physically assault the woman. Rather than being convicted of groping, it would be better to change the charge to assault; this would result in a lighter sentence and avoid disgrace and dismissal from the company.

"Stop it, everyone!"

The hero of the stomping hut, who had been observing coldly, suddenly shouted a rebuke.

Intimidated by the now-strong and powerful physique of the Torii Hero, both the balding middle-aged man and the other male passengers who intended to subdue him stopped.

"I saw it very clearly, this gentleman's hand did not touch you at all."

Tosu Hero stared intently at the long-haired girl and said.

The long-haired girl's eyes flickered a few times, and she couldn't help but loosen her grip on the balding middle-aged man's hand.

"Who knows if you guys are in cahoots?" someone muttered.

Upon hearing this, Tosu Hideo's eyes swept over the area. After bearing the responsibility for the deaths of more than a dozen people in the Matori Group, Tosu Hideo also exuded an inexplicable murderous aura, giving him a commanding presence without anger.

The man shrank back and stopped talking.

"Maybe I made a mistake... I'm sorry..." the long-haired girl murmured, lowering her head.

Tosu Hero sighed. Even if the girl was making a false accusation, this was the end of it.

Even if it goes to the police station, as long as the long-haired girl insists it's a misunderstanding, the police can't do anything to her. Besides, Tosu Hero doesn't want to go to the police station to be a witness right now.

That's the only way it can end.

"We've arrived at the zoo station."

Just then, the tram's arrival announcement sounded.

"Thank you so much, sir! If it weren't for you, I would have lost face this time."

When Tosu Hero got off the tram at the station, the balding middle-aged man followed him off the tram, thanking Tosu Hero profusely from behind.

"No, it's a small matter."

Torii Hero didn't want to attract attention, so he waved his hand, took a few quick steps, and disappeared into the crowd.

The balding middle-aged man couldn't keep up with the hero of the stilt house and could only shake his head regretfully.

After getting off at the Zoo-mae Station, Hideo Tosu used Google Maps on his phone to search and walked a kilometer to Tobita Shinchi. However, it was still daytime, and none of the shops were open yet.

Tosu Hero ordered a meal at a nearby McDonald's to kill time.

As night fell, the large sign for "Tobita Shinchi Cuisine Set" hanging at the intersection of Shinta Enclave Road lit up. Tosu Hideo hesitated for a long time before finally mustering up the courage to enter the "Men's Disneyland".

Tobita Shinchi is divided into three streets: the main street, the youth street, and the monster street.

As the name suggests, Youth Street is for young girls under 25, while Monster Street is for older girls, but the prices are cheaper and the level of intimacy is greater.

Tosu Heroes entered the Youth Street, where two-story Japanese-style houses lined both sides of the street. Under the curtains resembling those of izakayas, young girls dressed in gorgeous outfits and exquisite makeup sat in various uniforms such as kimonos, bunny girls, and sailor suits, with neon lights around them creating a dazzling stage effect.

Young and beautiful girls are like dolls in a cabinet, available for anyone to choose from.

"Come in and take a look!"

"Hey buddy, take a look at the girls in this shop, you'll definitely be satisfied."

At the entrance of each small shop, there is a heavily made-up madam who speaks in an Osaka accent and enthusiastically greets customers.

The streets were bustling with tourists from all over the world, shoulder to shoulder, and you could even see a few black and foreign faces.

Mounted police officers also patrolled the area on bicycles.

The dazzling lights and decadent atmosphere of Tobita Shinchi made Hideo Tosu, who had lived an honest and law-abiding life for half his life, feel dizzy and overwhelmed. The pollution of sound, light, and color made him feel nauseous and want to vomit.

He glanced at it briefly, then lowered his head, not daring to look any longer.

The girls in the shop are all of very high quality, no less than idols, gravure models, or actresses. Tosu Hero simply can't understand how they could work in a place like this...

Although she's a hostess, Mamiya Moribe is also in the Nitta enclave...

Touching the envelope in his arms, Tosu Hideo felt a strong sense of mission. Not only did he have to personally deliver Moribe-kun's letter to Moribe Masamiya, but he also had to guide her back to the right path and ensure that she would not fall into depravity in the brothel.

"No need, no need."

"Thanks."

Having shaken off the enthusiastic sales pitches of the madam, Tosu Hero finally arrived at the main street.

In a building on the main street, Tosu Hero found the hostess club in the photo and tried to enter, but was turned away by the doorman.

"Excuse me, sir. This is a members-only club; new guests are not welcome."

Tosu Hideo suddenly had a headache. He was looking for someone, so he couldn't just barge in. Was he supposed to just wait here for Moribe Shinji to come out?

"Hey buddy! I never expected to run into you here. What a coincidence!"

Tosu Hero's expression shifted, and he looked in the direction of the voice. The person who greeted him was the balding middle-aged man who had almost been falsely accused of being a pervert on the tram earlier that day.

The balding man introduced himself, saying he was a senior executive at a large trading company in Osaka and a regular at the club.

With his help, the Hero of the Birds' Nest successfully entered the club.

"Brother Moribe, is this your first time in a place like this?"

"Well, to be honest, Mr. Muto, I really don't have much experience."

The club's interior was even more luxurious than the one on Youth Street, with gleaming Italian marble floors, opulent decorations, and beautiful female escorts with bright eyes and white teeth coming and going. This made Hero Bird feel so out of place that he felt awkward and uncomfortable.

"Brother Moribe, young people shouldn't be so reserved. While you're young, you should enjoy life to the fullest."

Muto called over a beautiful and elegant female PR woman in an evening gown, who sat down next to him and began to take charge:

"Brother Moribe, just tell me what kind of girl you like! Tonight's on me, as a thank you for speaking up for me on the train!"

"Actually, I'm here to find someone," Tosu Hideo said after a moment's hesitation, looking at the female public relations officer in the club.

Although Tosu no Hero had no experience in womanizing, he knew that people working in nightclubs were most likely not using their real names.

It's like how Hideo Tosu borrowed Moribe's surname.

So he could only use gestures and words to describe Moribe Masamichi's appearance.

"She was around twenty years old, very pretty, and seemed a bit aloof. Oh, and she had a beauty mark under her left eye!"

"Mako? She's been out of contact since yesterday."

(End of this chapter)