Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 429 - 379: Breakfast Must Include Sildenafil! Delightful to Hear and See

Chapter 429: Chapter 379: Breakfast Must Include Sildenafil! Delightful to Hear and See

The next day, January 6.

In the early morning, fine snow like willow catkins fluttered down, melting into water the moment it touched the ground, bringing only bone-chilling cold but no captivating snowscape.

Those clad in cotton-padded jackets and down coats hurried through the snow. The road, slippery from melted snow, caused many to fall, but passersby indifferently sidestepped and continued on their way.

Very Japanese.

These office workers might seem pitiful, but they were several times luckier than those unemployed at home.

Yet, there were even luckier people.

Those were the high-class workers residing in high-end places like Fujiu Apartment; they either drove their own cars or took taxis, with no need to walk or squeeze onto trains.

A silver-gray van stopped in front of Fujiu Apartment in Shinjuku Sixth District, and three people dressed as gas company workers, wearing hats and masks and carrying toolboxes, headed towards the apartment’s main entrance.

It was peak hour for work, and many were leaving the apartment, too rushed to pay much attention to the three gas company workers.

The workers, polite, stepped aside and bowed to give way, taking the elevator against the descending stream of people.

"Ding~"

The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor. As the elevator doors slowly opened, the three men stepped out, with Dongye Yuusei in the lead discerning the direction from the sign on the wall and heading right with the fat and thin monk.

"1201, here it is."

The trio finally stopped in front of room 1201.

"Knock, knock, knock!" The skinny monk stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The knocking did not awaken the occupant of 1201, but it did startle the three burglars staying next door.

The genteel leader gave a sign.

The crew-cut man rose from the sofa, one hand on the gun at his back ready to draw and shoot, walking slowly to the door to listen.

"Knock, knock, knock!" The knocking came again.

The crew-cut man sighed in relief, turned his head, and shook it at the genteel young man and the Bearded Man, "It’s next door."

"A false alarm," the genteel burglar exhaled and rubbed his face, saying, "Let’s freshen up and go out to buy some breakfast; there’s nothing left to eat at home."

They had masked their faces during the robbery, so they didn’t fear going outside.

"Hey!" The Bearded Man yawned in response.

Inside room 1201, a young man with dyed yellow hair and somewhat scoundrel-like appearance was finally awakened by the repetitive knocking. He cursed as he got out of bed and impatiently asked as he walked to the door, "Who is it?"

He was Yamamoto Nai’s delinquent boyfriend, who had just lost fifty thousand yen street racing at dawn, feeling both sleepy and irritable, and was itching to tear into whoever was knocking.

"Hello, sir, sorry to disturb you. We are here to inspect the gas pipes; a neighbor reported smelling gas. We need to check the pipelines on this entire floor. Please cooperate with us," Dongye Yuusei politely said through the door.

Hearing this, the yellow-haired man, still irritable from being woken up, had to open the door, as a gas leak was a matter that concerned his life and property.

"Click—Bang!"

Just as he pressed down the handle, the door, barely cracked open, was violently kicked in.

"Ah!"

Taken by surprise, the yellow-haired man was struck in the face by the door, cried out in pain with a nosebleed, and lost balance, falling backward to the ground.

"You..."

He had barely started speaking when the fat and thin monk rushed forward, subdued him, and firmly covered his mouth.

Dongye Yuusei then stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

Turning to the yellow-haired man, he smiled as he took off his mask.

"Woooow!"

The muffled yellow-haired man’s eyes widened in terror, staring at him and making indistinct noises.

"Shh..." Dongye Yuusei held a finger to his lips, signaling silence, casually removing his hat and smoothing his messy hair as he spoke, "I’ll have them let you go, but you can’t scream. Otherwise, I’ll throw you down from upstairs, you hear?"

"Oooh," the yellow-haired man nodded repeatedly, his demeanor compliant, nowhere resembling a delinquent.

Dongye Yuusei said, "Tie him up."

The fat and thin monk then let go of the yellow-haired man, took out a rope from their toolbox, and began to tie him up.

The Japanese are quite skilled at binding.

"Brother Dongye, I... I’m Nai’s boyfriend. We’ve met before. I’m willing to help if you’re in trouble. We’re all on the same side; please, don’t kill me," seeing the rope tightening around him, the yellow-haired man didn’t dare resist, forcibly containing his fear as he stammered and pleaded, urine already soaking his pants.

"Tsk." Disgusted by his wet underwear, Dongye Yuusei looked at him, then walked over and sat on the sofa, leisurely saying, "I know you’re Nai’s boyfriend. That’s why I came to you. Call her, ask her to come here with some money. I’m pretty strapped for cash lately."

"Okay, I’ll call, I’ll definitely cooperate, everything," the yellow-haired man lacked any backbone, not caring if his girlfriend would be in danger coming here.

Dongye Yuusei added, "And have her bring some food; we came in a rush and didn’t get to eat breakfast. I want a beef sandwich. Order whatever you two like; it’s on me."

"Thank you, brother, I want a hotdog and a glass of milk," the skinny man cheerfully replied.

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