Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

(6)

"Occasionally when I'm not in the store, you are responsible for receiving the customers who go down."

Isamu Sakurada lighted a cigarette in the store for the first time. The store has not yet opened, and only the warm yellow lighting at the bar is turned on in the bar. Even the smoke ring he exhales from his mouth seems to reveal a sense of tranquility.

"Wouldn't there be a woman in a leather... uh, I mean wearing a silver mask to be in charge?" Tsunayoshi Sawada remembered that when he first came back, there was a woman who led the way for them.

"She is usually only responsible for managing the area below, and she just happened to come up to pick up things that day." Sakura Tianyong glanced at him with a cigarette in his hand, and raised his thick black eyebrows slightly.

"Okay, I understand." Sawada Tsunayoshi replied immediately.

Although Isamu Sakurada's facial expression hardly changed, he could feel that the other party seemed a little angry.

"Huh." The man snorted coldly, the sparks on the cigarette butt flickered, he took out the cigarette stick in his mouth, put it on the ashtray and shook it lightly.

"General 'members' in the store will hold a green card or a blue card. There is no big difference between green and blue. They are all sitting in the normal auditorium. The seat holding the blue card is in front of the green card. .”

"Occasionally, there will be people holding purple cards." Isamu Sakurada half-closed his eyes, paused, and lazily continued: "Generally, they are the rich and powerful in Yokohama, and they will have a separate box to watch the game , There will also be dedicated service personnel standing at the door waiting for the orders of the guests."

"And then there is the black card." Speaking of this, Isamu Sakurada simply pressed the half-burned cigarette directly on the glass ashtray.

At that moment, his expression could be called indifferent, but he seemed to be preoccupied. He glanced at Tsunayoshi Sawada who was waiting for him to speak, and then raised his hand to scratch his hair.

"Black card. It doesn't matter, I guess you won't be able to see it."

So, what does the black card mean?

Mr. Sakurada, didn't you say that I shouldn't be able to see it?

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the black card on the bar table, feeling extremely melancholy.

He maintained that commercial smile that hadn't changed in the slightest, and his tone was gentle and soothing: "Then please come with me, this distinguished guest."

He led Dazai Osamu to the wall where the paintings hung.Looking for the button that the boss told me before, it triggered the mechanism that turned the wall over to reveal the elevator.

First of all, Mr. Sakurada introduced the cards in order of rank from small to large, so in theory, people holding black membership cards should have more privileges and rarer than Yokohama dignitaries holding purple cards, and their identities may also be different. more special.

Walking into the elevator, standing on the right side and pressing the button to go to the negative floor, Tsunayoshi Sawada started to work his brain rapidly.

The Armed Detective Agency is neither a government organization nor an illegal organization. Just like the previous investigation, it is essentially a group of organizations responsible for handling some cases that the police cannot solve.Then it's not a working relationship.Hmm. Could it be family reasons?

No, no, the term "Yokohama dignitaries" should include the vast majority of people from powerful families. If it is related to the family, perhaps the purple card is more appropriate.

Could it be that the person holding the black card is an insider or something?

Speaking of which, I vaguely heard from other players that Ric is an industry owned by the port mafia. After all, the largest underground fighting arena in the local area must belong to a large local organization.If so say so.

"Ding——" the elevator door opened, and Tsunayoshi Sawada stood sideways on one side of the door, bowed slightly, and lifted one arm towards the elevator door.

"This VIP, this way please, your dedicated service staff will serve you soon."

Such words are usually said to customers who hold purple cards, but since black is higher than purple, it is probably okay to say it in a slightly ambiguous manner without talking about the next process.

"Ah, aren't our black card users able to designate service personnel?" Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at Tsunayoshi Sawada with a smile.

The other party's smile could be described as sweet, but in Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes, the smile was really creepy.

Sawada Tsunayoshi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and as expected, he heard the next sentence that the other party expected: "Just appoint Mr. Sawada."

"Mr. Dazai, as you know, I am the bartender above, and Mr. Sakurada is not in the store right now." Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the other party's face that seemed to be slightly playful, and had to struggle to make a final rejection.

"Hey, can't I have exclusive access to the bartenders in the store?" Osamu Dazai asked back with the corners of his lips curled up, a sly light flashed in his eyes.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was silent for half a second, and just opened his mouth to resign himself to follow the other party, but unexpectedly the other party shrugged his shoulders suddenly, and his eyes curved beautifully: "I lied to you."

He smiled and patted Tsunayoshi Sawada on the shoulder, "Mr. Sawada, hurry up and work on it, don't keep the guests who want to drink waiting for a long time~"

After finishing the words, Dazai Osamu reached out his hand outside the elevator very thoughtfully, and helped Sawada Tsunayoshi press the elevator button to go up.

Sawada Tsunayoshi saw Isamu Sakurada who had returned to the store in the early morning.

It was probably because there was a heavyweight match in the underground today, and almost all the guests with membership cards chose to spend it underground, and today happened to be the first day of the working day, and there were very few ordinary guests who just came to drink.

The jazz music selected by Isamu Sakurada is still playing in the store. He seems to love jazz music in the middle of the last century. Once, after the customers left, Tsunayoshi Sawada saw Isamu Sakurada take out an old record player. In it was a record older than his father.

Isamu Sakurada didn't seem to be too worried about the underground competition. He was still lighting a cigarette when he came back, but he pinched it off before entering the store.

When it comes to the underground fighting arena, it is always linked to gambling, even Ric, who is considered strange by Sawada Tsunayoshi, is no exception.

He has seen many players follow the organizer's script, and finally pour a lot of money into the organizer's pocket.

However, Isamu Sakurada has achieved fairness in the true sense of the game. He has never bothered to create any scripts in order to gain benefits, and he also refused the invitations of other dignitaries to cooperate with him in creating scripts.

At this time, Sakurada stepped into the store with slow and leisurely steps, and the thick eyebrows that pressed tightly against the eyes on weekdays were relaxed and stretched, and the arcs at the end of the eyes were gently curved.

It seems that I am very happy because I spent a beautiful day with my daughter today.

Then very quickly, the whole face fell down.

"Who? Wearing a sand-colored windbreaker?" Isamu Sakurada's square face was almost completely screwed together. If it weren't for the current atmosphere that seemed a little tense, it would be hard for Sawada Tsunayoshi to guarantee that he would not be because of this. Laughing out loud with a funny look on his face.

Isamu Sakurada always looks expressionless, and Tsunayoshi Sawada can hardly imagine that he saw so many completely different expressions on the boss's face in just one day.

"Yes, there are some bandages around her body, and she looks outstanding." Tsunayoshi Sawada noticed the slightly widened eyes of the boss, "As for the name, it's Osamu Dazai."

Mentioning this name, Isamu Sakurada froze in place.

He stood in front of the bar in a daze for a few seconds, then moved quickly.

He was a little too anxious, and even pushed away the unidentified Tsunaki, bent down and began to rummage through the cabinets in the bar.

There was a cabinet that was locked, and the lock was a very advanced fingerprint lock. He simply ignored Tsunayoshi Sawada who was standing aside. He pressed his thumb on the fingerprint lock to open the cabinet and took out a pistol/gun from it. Stuck it in the back pocket of his trousers and covered it with his shirt.

"Mr. Sakurada?" Tsunayoshi Sawada was a little suffocated by the boss's series of actions.He realized that Dazai Osamu seemed to have a terrible hatred for his boss.

"When did Osamu Dazai come?" Isamu Sakurada stood up, his breathing seemed to be a little heavy, the line of his lips was almost drawn into a long straight line, he slightly lowered his head to look at Tsunayoshi Sawada's eyes, there was a twinkle in those eyes Anger almost overflowed.

"At six o'clock in the afternoon, he came over when the store just opened." Gang Ji replied truthfully.

"Okay, I see." After the voice fell, Sakurada Yong turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute—" Tsunayoshi Sawada called to stop the boss, the other party turned his head, and he saw the other party's bloodshot eyeballs.

"I'll go with you." The boss must be angry now. It's not clear whether his mind can turn calmly as before. The other party is walking in a hurry. He will never ask the other party the cause and effect of this situation. Otherwise, it is hard to say whether the other party pointed the gun at Osamu Dazai or his head first.

But now it is possible to guess the identity of the black card holder.

Ric is a port mafia affiliated to the largest local mafia organization in Yokohama, but according to Isamu Sakurada accidentally revealed that although he belongs to his organization, it is just a name in the port mafia.

Just like a tax, Isamu Sakurada will provide the organization with a certain percentage of operating profits every year according to the contract in the early years.

This phenomenon can almost be said to be a norm, not uncommon in Sicily.

Although some underground industries were created by a certain family for the purpose of profit from the very beginning, some underground industry operators may not belong to any family or organization at first, but as the business grows bigger and bigger, out of A variety of factors are also in order to allow the underground industry to continue. In the end, those operators had to put the underground industry under the name of a certain family.

Following this line of thought, Zika's higher level is basically an insider.Then the holder of the black card must also be a person with a high position in the port mafia.

So, a member of the Armed Detective Agency, a rival group currently affiliated with the Harbor Mafia - why is there a black card?