As a commercial pedestrian street, Ginza 2-chome is worthy of its name.
Under the high-rise buildings, restaurants and brand-name shops can be seen everywhere on the streets. Behind the glittering floor-to-ceiling windows, the prices of goods are prohibitive.
A handbag can cost tens to hundreds of thousands of dollars. If you go into the store and ask for it, you can even see the so-called treasure of the store.
In a daze, Sakaki Makoto found himself lost.
Carried away by the crowd and following the group of office workers, Sakaki Makoto actually came to an area with flashing red lights.
Because it was just getting dark, there weren't many people here. The most common things on both sides were signs saying "No Information Center" and the like.
No minimum spend is required for entry.
If it were just that, it would be fine, but the problem is...
The posters posted around were all of handsome men dressed strangely and wearing revealing clothes.
If Sakaki Makoto guessed correctly, the place he came to was a street of gigolos...
At the door of each store stands a gangster with a fierce look. They are the patron saints of these gigolo shops, preventing the "weak men" in the shops from being molested by some middle-aged women.
Apart from them, most of the people here are middle-aged women. They are dressed gorgeously, wearing dazzling jewelry, heavy makeup, and the smell of perfume on their bodies can choke a cow.
Here, Makoto Sakaki stands out from the crowd and is very conspicuous.
"Hey~ Hey, little brother, which store are you the top seller of? I'm going to support you~"
"That's right~ You must have a few drinks with us tonight~"
"We have plenty of money~"
As a "weak and lonely man" without the protection of the gang, Makoto Sakaki received the most grand "treatment".
A group of heavily made-up middle-aged women, of varying weights, were pulling and tugging at him, and if he wasn't paying attention he would be touched a few times. Sakaki Makoto protected his vital parts, his face was tense, and he kept explaining that he was not a gigolo.
But who would believe it?
If you are not a gigolo, why are you running to the Cowherd Street so late at night?
Therefore, these aunties regarded Sakaki Makoto's rebuttal as his restraint and shyness, as well as the lack of money.
Fistfuls of Fukuzawa Yukichi were stuffed at him, and Sakaki Makoto was left with no tears to cry and no way to defend himself.
He said everything he could say, but no one believed him!
Don't mention it, there's a lot of money...
no!
Sakaki Makoto's body shook, and his eyes became clear.
How can I let money blind my eyes and pollute my body?
A person should have principles.
Just as Sakaki Makoto was thinking about how to get out, a surprised voice came from outside the crowd: "Mr. Sakaki Makoto?"
The crowd parted, and Ishikawa Hide came over with two seductively dressed...gigolos.
"Why are you here?"
"Have you thought it through? Are you going to join our new group, the famous gigolo agency?"
Sakaki Makoto hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, I wanted to go to Ginza to buy a mobile phone, but I got lost..."
"The lost little lamb....hmm!"
Ishikawa Hide patted Sakaki Makoto on the shoulder and said, "This is a good selling point!"
"I'm telling the truth..."
Ishikawa Hide saw Sakaki Makoto's embarrassment, raised his eyebrows, and said with understanding: "Everyone, this is our new guest, not a gigolo."
"Please disperse."
On the Cowherd Street, Ishikawa Hide still had a lot of prestige. He said to disperse, and within a moment, the aunties surrounding Sakaki Makoto left with a look of reluctance.
Sakaki breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."
"You're welcome. You're a new guest in the group, so it's only natural that I can help you a little."
As he said that, Ishikawa Hide laughed and said, "Would you like to come to the store and take a look?"
"The guys in the store are all very energetic!"
Sakaki glanced at the two gigolos behind him, who had puffy faces and dark circles under their eyes that were bigger than their eyes. They had to use heavy makeup to cover them up. They looked like they were suffering from kidney deficiency. He said with a stern face, "No need. I'm busy buying a cell phone."
"I won't bother you any more."
"Goodbye."
"I see..." Ishikawa Hide sighed regretfully.
"Then let me take you out. Just across this street is Ginza."
Ishikawa Hide had no intention of forcing Sakaki Makoto. Anyway, when the other party couldn't pay the money back, he would naturally come back.
Just as Ishikawa Hide was introducing the "good customs" of the Cowherd Street to him, more and more people came to the street.
Under normal circumstances, the business hours of R20-restricted venues are from 12:00 to 5:00 PM, but preheating will start from eight or nine o'clock.
Even so, it’s only six o’clock and some people can’t help but come over to hang out and see who is the top performer of each house tonight.
Once they find someone they like, they will spend money to reserve a table, then go shopping and come back at nine o'clock.
All the people who come in and out here are wealthy people. The gigolo club run by Shangxin Group is second to none and is packed every day.
For a bottle of wine worth 120,000 yen, the gigolo can get 12,000 yen, which is 10% of the dividend.
Top gigolos have regular fans every day, and it is normal for them to sell millions of drinks in one night.
During holidays or Valentine's Day, this number will increase several times.
A veritable den of money.
Just as Sakaki Makoto was sighing with emotion, a shrill scream suddenly came from above his head.
“Ah! Someone’s dead!!!”
The direction from which the sound came was exactly the Cowherd Club in Shangxin Group.
Sakaki Makoto and Ishikawa Hide looked at each other, then simultaneously rushed into the club.
There were a lot of people gathered in the club, all of them were gigolos. Some of them had only half of their makeup on, and some didn't even have shoes on.
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