In the living room for business, a middle-aged woman was lying on the bar to rest.

She wore a gorgeous bright red V-neck top and a glossy lady's gold chain around her neck, with a touch of glamor in her decadence.

The hem of the clothes was slightly raised upward, revealing a small piece of white back waist, showing an attractive curve.

She laid her arms, her short scattered brown hair mixed with a little silver gray, and her eyes were closed on her face with heavy makeup, as if she was immersed in a sweet dreamland.

The lights sprinkled down softly, adding a bit of loneliness to its dusty mature face.

There was a glass cup on the bar, with half a cup of amber whiskey remaining, reflecting a faint light.

The air is mixed with strong smell of alcohol and smoke, which makes it seem inexplicably dull.

In the ashtray filled with cigarette butts, a cigarette burned to the end was still stubbornly emitting smoke, and the rising blue-gray smoke circled slowly in the air.

For some reason, the bar today does not seem to be open for business, and the hostess is alone here.

Xinzhaoxiang put down the shopping bag in her hand, walked forward and picked up the glass, and poured the remaining little wine into the ashtray.

With a "sniff" sound, the cigarette flame was extinguished. Xinzhao Qianqiu also woke up from his sleep and sat up from the bar in a daze.

"Hey~ Xiaoxiang...? Are you back?"

Her voice was exhausted and surprised, and her hazy expression was still a little drunk, and she was not fully awake.

Xinzhaoxiang stared at her expressionlessly, her eyes fixed on the corner of her eyes, her eyes sharp and cold, "How did the black green in the corner of your eyes come from?"

"Hmm? Oh, this one..."

Qianqiu Shinjo touched the corner of his eyes and said indifferently: "Well, I met a guest who didn't understand the rules a few days ago, that's all."

Shinjoka frowned, her voice even harder: "Are you beaten?"

"Um~~ To be precise, it was a fight between each other? That person was not seriously injured, so I hate the casual guest." Shinjo Chiaki complained and sighed.

"Where are those regular customers in the past?" Xinzhaoka asked.

"It was all taken away by the young girls from other stores." Shinjo Chiaki shrugged and said helplessly: "After all, men are just creatures that are tired of the new and old, so it's normal."

Speaking of this, Xinzhao Qianqiu was a little more awake.

She took out a seven-star cigarette from the cigarette box on the table, lit it, and took a deep breath, and the soft fragrance of the cigarette then drifted in the air.

"So, Xiaoxiang, are you planning to move back? I've been cleaning your room all the time."

"I'll come back to get something and leave later."

"How is that..." Qianqiu Shinjo's eyes darkened slightly, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Finally, even you abandoned me..."

After a pause, she continued:

"Anyway, it's rare that Xiaoxiang, you'll come back once today. Do you want to stay for a meal? There are no customers now, so I can make octopus sausage for you~"

Xinzhaoxiang didn't say anything, and sat down at the bar, Dandan said, "In addition to octopus sausage, I also want to eat Yuzi roast."

Xinzhang Qianqiu's eyes raised slightly, and a smile flashed across his tired face.

She extinguished the cigarette between her lips in the ashtray and whispered: "Understand~"

...

For business needs, the bar also provides some food and drinks.

Using the ingredients stored in the refrigerator, Xinzhao Qianqiu quickly and skillfully made a simple meal.

The hot dishes emit an attractive smell, which greatly increases appetite.

The mother and daughter sat opposite each other across the bar.

The hazy music and whispers came from the bars around, making the place even more deserted.

One of them poured themselves a glass of wine, the other was enjoying the food quietly.

Shinjo Qianqiu leaned against the bar, holding his cheek with one hand and gently shaking the cup with the other.

The ice cubes collided in the cup, making a crisp sound, just like her complicated thoughts at this moment.

Although she was over forty years, her appearance was still charming, but the heavy makeup and bruises on her face were a little abrupt.

Time left a few invisible wrinkles on her face, but it added a mature charm, which was also the capital she could open a bar in Kabukicho for so many years.

Seeing that Xinzouxiang had no intention of opening her mouth, Xinzou Qianqiu casually found a topic and tried to break the quiet atmosphere.

"If I guess wrong, I hope you don't care. Xiaoxiang, have you broken up with the man who keeps you?"

Xinzhaoxiang lowered her head, stirred the food on the plate with one hand, and replied softly: "No."

"So how are you doing recently? Are you still in school?"

"have."

"oh……"

Shinjo Chiaki took a small sip of wine and asked, "Then what? How did you meet that person? Do you live through your dad?"

Shinjoka stopped Kuiko, frowned slightly and raised her head. After a brief eye contact, she asked, "What does it mean?"

"Okay, OK, I know what you are doing with your father's life for a long time. There is no need to hide it now, right?"

Qianqiu Shinjo said, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I think about it, you probably started in the first year of high school? You may think you have hidden it well, but some problems have been exposed long ago.

For example, sometimes you don’t reply to me in time, or you don’t ask me for it when I forgot to give you living expenses, or you can pay it back if you occasionally borrow money from me...

You are a girl who does not work part-time but can pay tens of thousands of yen every month. This is unreasonable no matter how you think about it?

If I still don’t realize the problem, I will have lived for so many years in vain.”

“…”

Xinzhaoxiang was silent for a while, and then asked calmly: "Why didn't you say it before?"

"What can I say?"

Xinzhao Qianqiu laughed, and a little sadness and self-mockery appeared on his face.

"After all, am I making money by betraying men's appearance? As a failed mother, I still understand that I am not qualified to tell you."

After saying that, she felt the hot feeling in her throat and said in a slightly lower hoarse voice than before:

"Although I may be a little late to say this now, I still want to apologize to you.

Sorry, I didn't give you a good living environment.

If you don't have a bitch mother like me,

If the "dads" who covet your body are not those by your side,

Your life will definitely be on a completely different path than it is now…”

Her voice was a little harsh in the room, making people feel nervous.

Shinjoka was indifferent to this and just clenched Kuizi in slightest.

"…You want to use a bitch to describe yourself as nothing, but don't say such things in front of me, I don't regard myself as the bitch's daughter."

The girl said, lowered her head, grabbed a piece of octopus sausage and put it into her mouth, her expression as if the topic just now was just a chat in the wind.

Shinjo Chiaki looked at her with drunken eyes and asked a little lonely: "Is that man now good to you?"

Xinzhaoxiang responded concisely: "It has nothing to do with you."

"That's right..." Xinzou Qianqiu nodded slightly, his voice so light that it was almost inaudible.

After the dialogue was interrupted, an indescribable silence filled the two sides.

In order to ease the unconsciously heavy atmosphere, Shinjo Chiaki poured himself a glass of wine and started joking with nothing to say.

"By the way, Xiaoxiang, you seem to have joined a charity organization dedicated to helping little girls now, right?

Ah~ It’s good to be young. I really hope someone can help us aunties like us.”

Shinjoka raised her eyes and stared at her, "What's the use of helping an alcoholic aunt? There's no tomorrow for someone like you."

As if he was already used to his daughter's attitude, Shinjo Chiaki retorted with a smile:

"Huh? I think my situation should be a professional need, right? A mother who doesn't drink with customers will not have guests~"

"Before you say this next time, you might as well pour out the wine in your cup."

"Hmm? What this means is, Xiaoxiang, will you come to see me again in the future...?"

"Won't."

Xinzhaoxiang said two words coldly, then took out about 200,000 yuan of cash from her wallet and put it on the table, "This is the meal fee, you can keep it."

After she said that, she took her own things, ignored Shinjo Chiaki's surprise, and stood up and left without hesitation.

After stopping a taxi on the side of the road and explaining the destination to the driver—

The girl sitting in the back row finally stood up to the car door, leaning weakly at the car door, staring at the gradually fading Kabukicho through the window.

The lights there are vivid and vivid, like an endless movie.
To be continued...