Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Tokyo, Kita Ward.

The single word is north, and it should be the administrative district with the least sense of existence in the twenty-three districts. Eight out of ten passers-by can't think of any famous features in the north district, and occasionally forget that there is such a Akalin area.

"belch!"

"It's just that I owe some wine money on credit. As for kicking me out, what a snob!"

A handsome man reeking of alcohol was staggering down the street.

A bicycle rode towards him and immediately drove around him.

Pedestrians passing by are either indifferent or cover their noses. The smell of drunkenness is disgusting. It is because there are too many such drunkards that this country is standing still.

But just as the drunk man was stumbling and walking, a greasy middle-aged man with a briefcase suddenly walked up to him.

The greasy man looked down at his watch, with sweat still oozing from his forehead, clearly showing his anxious and busy appearance.

"Boom!"

"Ah, give way!"

One side is a drunkard who is unconscious, and the other is a greasy office worker with his head bowed and hurrying on his way. The two bump into each other head-on without any suspense.

It's a pity that there are neither corner alleys nor young girls with slices of bread in their mouths.

"ah!"

The greasy middle-aged briefcase flew to the side of the road, but at least not all the documents inside were spilled.

"Boom!"

The drunk man was much more unbearable, he was caught off guard and sat down on the side of the road, his head hung in a daze for a few seconds before he could react.

Which eyeless guy bumped into himself! ?

"Walking without eyes?!" Mizuno Soichiro yelled, stood up from the ground and reached out to grab the opponent's collar.

As an elite public security policeman, my grandson is good at both physical and swordsmanship. Even if there are ten more drunks like this, my grandson is not afraid, and he can easily take down the other party.

However, facing the behavior of the drunk man grabbing his collar, my grandson did not fight or hide, nor did he fight back. Instead, he showed a look of fear and fear on his face.

"Crack!"

Grabbing his collar, he waved his fist in a pretentious manner, the drunken Mizuno Soichiro looked like a movie villain.

My grandson also stood on tiptoe cooperatively, otherwise, with Soichiro Mizuno's malnourished hemp body, how could he be able to lift his net weight of more than two hundred catties.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, are you okay?" My grandson Liang's nose was sore, his eyes turned red immediately, and his body trembled.

Seeing this guy was so frightened that he was about to cry, Mizuno Soichiro was still indignant.

A face is so close to my grandson Liang, I can't write the words that I am not a good person on my face.

But this guy with fat head and big ears looks like a doormat type, and he might be a small management in a trading company. His salary is not low, and he can extort a lot of money.

Mizuno Soichiro's drunken heart began to plan some messy things, which was almost a stealthy instinct, even when he was drunk.

"Should I go to the hospital?" My grandson was more urgent than Soichiro Mizuno, grabbing Soichiro's wrist as if he was going to run away.

Obviously he is the weaker side, and what he should be thinking about at this time is how to get rid of the other party.

"Hospital? There's no need for the hospital..." Soichiro Mizuno shook his head, just fell down, and went to the hospital but couldn't find anything, so it's better to just take some money and leave, "Just give me the money and I'll go check it myself !"

"That won't work, I'm so sorry, or I'll give you the money, and then... let's go have a drink."

Drinking a cup was a critical blow, directly hitting Mizuno Soichiro's heart.

"It's not impossible to have a drink..." Soichiro Mizuno, who was drunk, was a little confused and stumbled, "Let's go to that house over there."

Following the direction of Soichiro's finger, my grandson Liang curled his lips secretly. This guy really takes advantage, and he chose a restaurant that doesn't look cheap.

Although it is also in the category of izakaya, the decoration is much higher than the surrounding cats, cats and dogs, and the things sold inside are definitely not ordinary.

But this can be reimbursed, it doesn't matter.

They walked into the izakaya with their shoulders crossed, and they didn't order anything else. The people in the two bars first ordered a lot of beer and sake.

After drinking for three rounds, Mizuno Soichiro, who was already drunk, fell directly on the table without taking a few bites of food, struggling and panting like a paralyzed fish swimming on land.

"Brother Inuyo, it's so late to meet each other!" Soichiro Mizuno pushed away the beer bottle and held my grandson Ryo's hand, wishing that the two of them would wipe their necks and kill themselves now, to see if they could be reincarnated into the same mother's womb , "You are my brother!"

At first, Soichiro Mizuno thought that this greasy man with a large tonnage was at least in his fifties, but he was only in his early thirties.

"At the beginning, I still wanted to blackmail you for a sum of money. I'm so sorry..."

Drunk or not, there are two kinds of islanders inside and outside.

My grandson Liang laughed, his face was drunk but he was not drunk: "Brother Mizuno is just being that..."

"Street safety officer, responsible for the safety of the entire street." Mizuno Soichiro gave himself a thumbs up, as if this was really a supreme and honorable job.

"Hehe." My grandson twitched his lips slightly, "That was really hard work."

What kind of street security officer, isn't it the same shit as the home security officer?

It's just a trick to talk about squatting at home, but it's just a nit wandering on the street.

My grandson Liang remembers that it is clearly written in the information that Soichiro Mizuno’s daily expenses all come from his father’s pension. He is already an old man in his 80s. I hope that his son will die so that he can receive his own pension.

My grandson wiped away the dust in his heart. Fortunately, he doesn't have a wife, otherwise it will be bad in the future.

"No hard work, no hard work, I am very happy to see that the streets are still safe."

Such words should appear on the publicity vehicle, and my grandson Ryo continued to talk with Mizuno Soichiro about topics that were not nutritious.

"Ah, I'm really envious..."

The topic chatted and chatted and talked about marriage and children, but when faced with this topic, Mizuno Soichiro, who was drunk, suddenly became furious.

"That kid in my family, that kid in my family, was so mad at me... He may have died by the side of the road now."

No, my grandson shook his head, not only did your kid not die, he was still alive and happy.

Intelligence work should be carried out step by step and should not be rushed. Although the relationship between Sora Mizuno and his biological father is not good, who knows whether the two have reconciled secretly.

"Welcome to visit next time."

But a nail had already been planted. After the general happily sent me off, my grandson Ryo helped Soichiro to leave slowly.

"My family lives in... the one in front... oh, the one on the right..."

A single-family building, which looks old, should be a product of the last century, and it is also the residence of Soichiro Mizuno and his father as shown in the data.