Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

"You're still a minor?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him suspiciously, but quickly regained his composure and continued, "The police won't be coming today. If you don't say anything and I don't say anything, naturally no one will know."

"Isn't this illegal?"

"Tsk..."

He pouted.

This sentence made the middle-aged man realize that he was indeed a clueless novice, probably still a high school student.

However, he has served quite a few high school students in the past, and he has often seen them excited when they enter the store.

"Hehe, buddy, there are always lawbreakers in Kabukicho, and they all get away with it, so you don't need to worry about anything. Here, as long as you have money, you can do anything."

The middle-aged man pointed to a black "R" sign in a corner in the distance.

There is a very small passage inside.

"Do you know what that place is for, young man?"

"What are you doing?" Uesugi Kai glanced over there. There were many other shop signs around, all colorful and vibrant. The black sign that wasn't lit up was the least noticeable one.

The middle-aged man looked around and said in a low voice, "There's a club in there with more than three thousand members, and they're all rich people."

He leaned closer to Uesugi Kai, a smile spreading across his face: "The club is only open on Saturdays and Sundays. They'll be wearing masks then, along with their own—"

The middle-aged man did not continue speaking because he had been interrupted.

"Hey, Yi Shi, how about I take care of this kid?" The man patted the middle-aged man's shoulder with his left hand, which was missing half of its little finger.

"Stealing my job?" The middle-aged man named Yishi glanced at him with displeasure, his face revealing a fierce expression, completely different from his amiable demeanor when he was a tour guide.

His thin, long face remained largely unchanged: "We're all in the same industry."

Yoshitoki glanced at Uesugi Kai and turned back to him with a smirk, saying, "Your sympathy is overflowing again. I really don't know how you're going to live in the future."

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned and left the area out of sight, then stood there looking at the large sign that read "Kabukicho Ichiban-gai".

It was then that Uesugi Kai noticed the many eye-catching slogans hanging on the streetlights on both sides of the street.

"Doesn't this notice say that soliciting customers is not allowed?"

Banping turned around, his hands in his pockets: "Of course it's not allowed when the police are around, but it's allowed when the police aren't around."

"You're still a high school student, right? What are you doing here?" Banping asked.

"Looking for someone," Uesugi Kai said.

"Looking for someone?" Banping looked him up and down. "You're quite handsome, but with your looks, you don't need to come here to look for someone, do you? Wouldn't it be better to find some more innocent high school girls at school?"

"Me, that kind of person?" Uesugi Kai noticed that everyone here spoke in a roguish manner.

"Since you're already here, don't pretend you're not interested. We guys know all about young high school students like you, and we've seen plenty of their happy side."

Banping said.

"Do you know what that guy was trying to do just now?"

Uesugi Kai didn't say anything; you could probably guess the gist of it.

"They rip you off! They coerce and entice you! They try to get you to become a male escort! They say it's a legitimate escort service, but when you order a drink it costs 1700 yen a bottle, the bill comes to 17000 yen a bottle."

Seeing that he didn't react, Banping continued, "Every shop here is controlled by yakuza. Whatever they say goes. A naive high school student like you will never be able to repay your debts."

"Since you're handsome, we'll naturally make you a gigolo to solicit customers. What kind of customers? You'll specifically solicit young girls to swindle them!"

“Some girls who have little money and no financial means are deceived again. After drinking, they can't pay at all, so they are forced to sell themselves, embarking on a path of no return!”

"Hey! Do you even understand what this means? Get the hell out of here and go home. This isn't a good place!"

Chapter 176 The Strange Uncle Youyue.

As the setting sun shone brightly, the man before me, with his long, thin face and hands in his pockets, exuded an aura that inevitably brought to mind the so-called Yakuza.

“I’m just here to find someone,” Uesugi Kai said.

"Find someone?"

"Looking for someone..."

"Hmm... looking for someone."

Banping re-examined the meaning of the sentence and looked him up and down.

Perhaps... he really just came to find someone?

Having spent so long here, even the most ordinary sentences and conversations have inexplicably acquired a deeper meaning.

He couldn't help but feel helpless about his subconscious thoughts.

"Who are you looking for? Did someone in your family disappear here? Your younger siblings or something?" Banping said knowingly.

Actually, quite a few people come here to look for their families, mostly the parents of young girls.

The girls are not in mortal danger, but most of them are in debt and unable to repay it, so they do some borderline escort work.

Some cases are more serious.

Kai Uesugi sensed concern in the somewhat roguish man before him.

How could a yakuza with a missing finger have such a kind side?

It is questionable.

"Looking for my uncle, Hanamaru Yuzuki."

"Your uncle? Hanamaru Yuzuki?" Hanpei raised an eyebrow, involuntarily taking his hand out of his pocket. "You're a junior member of the Hanamaru family?"

"That's it."

"What do you want with him?" Banping asked.

"Is it necessary to ask so clearly?" Uesugi Kai said, noting that the yakuza man in front of him was half a head shorter than him.

Banpei said in a hoarse voice, "It's necessary. The Hanamaru family isn't very well received here."

Kai Uesugi didn't say anything.

The Hanamaru family is probably not well-liked because they come from a family of police officers; my uncle also mentioned that my father-in-law had cleaned up this street.

This place is much more organized than before.

Hanpei responded to the person across the street who greeted him, then continued speaking to Uesugi:

"Although he's disliked, even the troublemakers won't touch him. To this day, those guys still don't know whether he's actually here to monitor their actions."

As soon as they started talking, Hanpei reached for the hard black cigarettes in his pocket, but when he saw Uesugi in front of him, he put the cigarette pack, which was sticking out halfway, back in.

"never mind."

As dusk falls, the shadows cast by the setting sun grow longer and longer, and the crowded street begins to bustle even more.

The neon signs clustered around the old buildings began to glow, a colorful and chaotic display that, if stared at for too long, could cause a sudden feeling of dizziness.

The bright lights and bustling activity perfectly describe this restless street.

Banping turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "Come with me."

From the conversation just now, Uesugi Kai understood that he was not a very evil person, but he still remained vigilant.

"Can I trust you?"

Banping looked up at the chaotic neon lights above, while men and women in suits and uniforms walked by below.

Twelve years ago, he dropped out of school out of curiosity and came to this place.

Now, however, it's hard to leave.

"No matter what, your uncle helped me out for a while."

His tone was very normal.

Banping began to walk into the diverse crowd.

Along the way, Uesugi Kai didn't see any yakuza characters who looked like they stepped out of a manga. Most of the men in suits were carrying briefcases and looked like middle-aged men who didn't seem very energetic.

We arrived at an ordinary little bar.

A long bar-style table, with a wide variety of drinks displayed behind it.

Just like in novels and movies, as the doorbell rang, the bartender, dressed in a black suit and vest, bowed slightly towards the door.

Welcome!

"Where is Mr. Yuyue?" This was the first question asked after the door was half-opened.

After pushing a glass of blue liquor toward the customer, the bartender casually said, "Here you go."

This was Uesugi Kai's first time visiting a place like this.

Apart from the light from the bar, most of the seats here are dimly lit and colorless.

A male and female customer sat in a quiet corner with bottles of various sizes piled on the table in front of them.

The man was a middle-aged office worker, and the woman was glittering with gold.

They fed each other drinks and said some rather unpleasant things.

The hand under the table was not clearly visible, but judging from the direction the man's upper arm was extending downwards and the woman's languid smile, the location was self-evident.

Kai Uesugi followed Hanpei through a narrow passage that could only accommodate one person at a time.

Although the space was used beautifully, the ceiling, which was almost touching his head, still made the place feel extremely cramped.

Hanamaru Yuzuki was sleeping soundly in a small, square private room, looking comfortable and peaceful.

Of course, the iconic sunglasses are also worn on his eyes.

It's just a little crooked, revealing half of the left eye.

Kai Uesugi patted his uncle's face without any politeness, since the uncle was only a few years older than him and had caused them unnecessary worry.

He immediately dismissed it with annoyance, as if shooing away a fly.

Uesugi Kai was about to shake him awake when Banping, who was leaning against the doorframe, crossed his arms and said: