Japan's post offices are very densely distributed, and there will be at least one on almost every street.

Hiroshi Chihara found the police stationed in the booth.

When he brought the police back to the Izakaya, he found Mr. Watanabe raised his fist, and Mrs. Watanabe behind him desperately pulled him back.

"Please stop!"

The young policeman in his twenties rushed up quickly and stopped the two people who were in conflict.

It took about twenty minutes, and after listening to Mr. Watanabe and the obese young man's narrative, the police suddenly had a headache and could only persuade him according to the standard process.

What happened next was indeed the same as Chihara Hiroshi expected last night. The police had no good way to face the rejection of the obese young man.

Finally, Mr. Watanabe complained: "Mr. Police, is there no way to deal with such people?"

The fat young man stood there, clasping his nostrils as if no one was around.

The policeman looked at it, lowered his head and said softly: "Sir, the law does not stipulate that he cannot stand here. Moreover, he is also a distance from the door of the store. As long as it does not hinder others, this is his freedom."

Mr. Watanabe pointed to the sign in front of him: "What should I do with the content on this? This has really damaged the reputation of my store employees!"

The police played a role in this regard.

A few minutes later, the fat young man reluctantly tore off the paper from the signboard and temporarily left here.

Back in the izakaya, Mr. Watanabe sighed: "This is the only way to go for the time being."

He put one hand on Hiroshi Chihara's shoulder: "Kun Chihara, I feel wronged!"

Hiroshi Chihara saluted and said, "How could it be? It's me who troubles everyone!"

"Okay, since that annoying guy is missing, let's do it today!"

Mr. Watanabe rolled up his sleeves and returned to the bar to prepare to welcome the guests.

But in the evening of the next day, the fat young man returned to the izakaya.

This time, he did not bring the sign, but kept calling out to the people who were about to enter the store:

"As a Nishi Adult, the employee of this store, Hiroshi Chihara, used dirty tricks to defeat Miss Chieko, the president of the Muji Group, in the competition held by Osaka TV...."

When the police came over again, last night's admonition no longer worked.

"Mr. Police, I didn't bring a sign this time. Do you even have to deprive me of the right to speak? This is Japan, and we are a democratic country..."

The obese young man seemed to argue fiercely.

The young policeman stopped his chatter and said, "But you are slandering others' reputation-"

The fat young man immediately responded: "I am just and condemning the unjust thing! Who said this is slander?

Mr. Police, can you be sure he hasn't done what I said?"

After saying it for nearly half an hour, the police could only warn him to return to the duty booth such as "Don't disturb the people".

The Watanabe couple had no choice.

There were also fewer guests tonight than before, until a high school student walked into the izakaya angrily.

"Don't you know what that fat man is doing outside? It's so hateful! Talking to that kind of person is simply an insult to my brain!"

But when Shirakawa Katsuhiko looked up, he found that although the three of them were a little worried, their expressions were as usual: "You... know?"

Hiroshi Chihara handed over a towel and nodded: "It started the day before yesterday."

Then, he roughly described the situation in the past three days.

Shirakawa Katsuhiko slapped the table: "It's so arrogant!"

Mr. Watanabe was startled: "Boy, please be gentle!"

"Uncle, don't you want to fix this hateful person?"

Mr. Watanabe waved his fist as if he was united in the enemy: "Why don't you think? If it weren't for Chiko and Chihara-kun stopping yesterday, I would have sent that guy to the hospital long ago!"

Mrs. Watanabe glared at him: "Husband, no violence is allowed!"

Mr. Watanabe spread his hands at Katsuhiko Shirakawa: "Look, that's it."

Shirakawa Katsuhiko didn't say anything for a moment.

About ten minutes later, no food was ordered. He greeted the three of them and left straight.

Mrs. Watanabe opened the door and took a look, worried that he could not help but fight, but he did leave.

As a result, one day later, Shirakawa Katsuhiko followed Chihara Hiroshi to Izakaya.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Mr. Watanabe saw him holding a plastic bag in his hand, which was bulging inside.

Hiroshi Chihara also looked over.

He asked this question before, but he didn't get an answer, and this time it was the same:

"Uncle, you will know tomorrow!"

After saying that, he ordered a cup of oolong tea and wrote the topic book near the door of the bar.

The three of them looked at each other with a confused look on their faces, and had to ignore him.

Until around 7:30, Shirakawa Katsuhiko suddenly stood up and greeted: "Haoshi, come here!"

As he said that, he took out four short-sleeved pieces from the plastic bag: "Remember, this green one is worn inside and the black short-sleeved one is placed outside."

At the same time, he turned his head and said to Watanabe and his wife, "I want to take Haozhi to do something. Today, Haozhi will get off work early?"

Mr. Watanabe obviously looked very interested, but did not ask too much, but waved his hand: "You take Hiroshi with you, you must talk to me about the passing tomorrow!"

Shirakawa Katsuhiko showed a strange smile: "Uncle, just wait for good news."

Mrs. Watanabe was a little worried: "You won't do anything illegal, are you?"

Shirakawa Katsuhiko shook his head and opened his mouth a little exaggeratedly: "How could it be? No matter how I say it, I am a high school student, I can't do that kind of thing!"

Before Chihara Hiroshi could express his opinion, Shirakawa Katsuhiko had already convinced Watanabe and his wife.

"Haozhi, hurry up, that fat man is about to leave!"

Hearing Shirakawa Katsuhiko's urging, Hiroshi Chihara had to put on these two short sleeves.

"What's wrong with this green short-sleeved?"

The short sleeves on the hand are obviously inferior in quality. There is a girl's avatar printed on the chest, and behind it is a stingy saying:

‘Yunochan, I love you the most!’

Shirakawa Katsuhiko reached out to help him put the short sleeves on his body: "So I have to put another black short sleeve. Don't worry about so many, let's hurry up!"

Hiroshi Chihara looked at him.

On his chest was a photo of another girl, and behind him was 'Lingxiang Jiang, please step on me'.

Well, this short sleeve is even more terrifying.

After dressing, Shirakawa Katsuhiko pulled him out of the door and followed about fifty meters behind the fat young man.

At this time, he took the opportunity to explain: "I hid nearby yesterday, and later followed this person and found out that he was a fan of an underground idol group... We will get to that place later and take off the black short-sleeved outside, otherwise we won't let it in."
Chapter completed!