Osaka Prefecture, Central District.
Within a few days, Kameda's death was forgotten by his colleagues in the trading firm. They were only colleagues at work and not friends. When they passed by the construction site, they remembered that Kameda had died in a car accident. But that was all. When the construction site was completed, Kameda's memory disappeared from the minds of the trading firm's members.
"Takeo Senpai, what do you think about this?"
Sure enough, the company had sent a newcomer to Takeo Shoubu. However, this newcomer wasn't one of the two people who had entered the company through the back door, as Tachikawa had said. Instead, this newcomer had graduated from a top-tier university and was a true professional. After taking care of this newcomer, Takeo Shoubu finally understood what it meant to be able to do things with ease. There was no need for him to put in any effort to explain things, and this newcomer could already draw inferences from one instance.
This new recruit might surpass him after a year and a half of familiarizing himself with the work.
"That's good."
Moribe Takeo smiled and nodded. "It's just that the sentence starting from line 582 is a little redundant. Just correct it."
Looking at Moribe Takeo's smiling face, another colleague in the office sighed. According to the office rules, the weakest Moribe Takeo should be in charge of the two new recruits. But now, Moribe Takeo is in charge of the two new recruits, and he is the one in charge of the two new recruits.
"What the hell is this?"
This colleague, who was promoted to the number one coward in the office, hammered his thigh. He looked at the two new recruits' work in a daze. "This is a mess. There's no logic. What the hell is this? Even the interface … Where's the interface?
I can't even use the interface! "
The cowardly colleague resisted the urge to smash the keyboard and worked hard to patch up the pile of things that were full of holes.
He couldn't afford to offend the two juniors who had come in through the back door. It was just past noon, and the two of them had disappeared again. All the work was now on his shoulders.
"Endure it. What else can I do?"
"Why did they come to the R&D department? Can't they just send them to other departments …"
He was envious of Moribe Takeo's change in status in the office. Moribe Takeo's change in status was … dramatic.
All the colleagues in the trading company knew that Moribe Takeo had gotten lucky a few days ago and rescued the boss of a consortium from the river. This was like a fairy tale!
Afterward, many of the colleagues who were present at the scene talked about the incident with a "bitter and hateful" look on their faces. It was as if if Takeo Shoube had not acted so quickly, they would have been the ones to save the car. Other colleagues who heard about it later felt even more regretful and lamented that they were not there. Otherwise, they would have been able to fish the car out of the river, let alone save the car.
Shoube Takeo only smiled nonchalantly at his colleague's belated comment. If society was really filled with such an atmosphere of mutual help, he would be overjoyed.
"Senpai Takeo, do you want to have a drink tonight?"
"Everyone in the office is planning to get together."
The junior handed in a newly modified project, and Takeo nodded with satisfaction after checking it.
"Oh, tonight …" Takeo thought for a moment and nodded. "As long as you don't work overtime."
With money, Moribe Takeo also learned to enjoy himself extravagantly, such as going to the izakaya every night and having a set meal of 1,000 yuan.
After work, Takeo was not the only one who went to the izakaya. Most of the people in the office were called to go to the izakaya for a drink.
After drinking, they divided into several small groups for a second drink, and even a third drink. As the number of drinks increased, the number of people decreased, the circle became more and more closed, and the bad things about the workplace became more and more presumptuous.
However, during the first round of drinking in the izakaya, the leaders in the office were also present. Everyone just made some dirty jokes, laughed, and then said some empty words. On the surface, they looked very harmonious, but no one knew what they were planning in their hearts. The small shrimps did not dare to drink too much. If they were drunk and said something bad about the leaders, they would be committing suicide by jumping into the tower!
"Fujioka Keito jumped off the rails …" A slightly tipsy little leader smiled. "Do you still remember?"
"Ah, yes."
"His widow and daughter, tsk tsk." The little leader said mysteriously, "They recently got a lot of money."
"Ah?
Is it a pension from the company? "
"No way."
"Suicide and still giving pension? When did the company become so humane?"
"Ha, how is that possible."
The little leader did not keep them guessing. After eating a green bean, he said, "It's the recently rumored fly monster who scattered money in her house."
"It's Masked Rider …"
Moribe Takeo drank a glass of wine. He wanted to correct the leader's wrong name. The one who scattered money was Masked Rider, not the fly monster!
"It really exists. I thought it was just something made up out of boredom."
"It must be a rich person pretending to be Masked Rider for fun. Doesn't this kind of thing often happen on TV?"
"When can I get the money?"
The people at the table began to talk about the dream of money falling from the sky.
A staff put down his glass and whispered, "Speaking of the fly monster, I actually saw him a few days ago."
"It's Masked Rider …"
Moribe Takeo raised his hand.
"Oh?"
"Tell us quickly."
A group of men gathered in front of the staff who spoke. Izakaya was a place where they could talk loudly and brag.
"Two nights ago, I passed by the park near Keimisu and saw a homeless man being beaten up by a few youths. The beating was so pitiful that I couldn't stand it anymore.
Just as I was about to stop them, the dragonfly monster suddenly appeared from the darkness. He shouted for the homeless man to be let go and come for me. Then, he went forward and dealt with the man in a few moves.
Heh, the dragonfly monster was too fast. Otherwise, I would be the one in the limelight. "
Moribe Takeo remembered that he had indeed saved a homeless man a few days ago and left some money, but this colleague … He recalled that there was a black shadow hiding behind the trees in the park and watching carefully. It couldn't be him, could it?
Moribe Takeo gave up on trying to change his colleague's wrong name. It didn't matter if he was called the fly monster, the dragonfly monster, or even Captain Dragonfly. It was fine as long as everyone remembered that there was such a hero in the city.
The topic soon moved from the fly monster to other urban legends in Osaka. Moribe Takeo lowered his head and ate. Just as he was listening to these interesting rumors, a smear of white outside the izakaya's window attracted his attention.
A white Mitsubishi with an Osaka license plate …
Moribe Takeo suddenly stood up and took a deep breath.
"Excuse me, please excuse me."