Talk, Yo! -- 第六 Dairoku
[Sixth in a series ] Sundays were supposed to be solemn days for Kiro and his countrymen; even for the most irreverent of his kind. Most everyone would usually go to a temple nearby them for worship, to light incense sticks, lift up adoration to their gods, and offer prayers for their loved ones. The most insolent of his fellow nihonjin, however, simply took time to slow down from whatever contemptible lifestyle they were used to rolling with on a daily basis. Temple worship? Highly unlikely. Kiro's mind wandered toward one particular unscrupulous malefactor. Although the specific person on his mind was a gaijin, he nevertheless speculated as to the sort of illegal downtime The Boss was up to today. As he entered the lobby of the Takashiro Trade Tower, Kiro was careful not to raise any suspicion from the security team on duty since showing up to work on Sundays was not his norm. "Overtime, Mister...?" Asano Kobayashi, the security officer on the ground ...