Chapter 94: The Tokyo Cattle and Horses Don't Encounter Urban Monsters

Chapter 94: The Tokyo Cattle and Horses Don't Encounter Urban Monsters

Work is shit! Since starting his job, Luk has firmly believed this. Whether it’s the 6 AM to 10 PM work hours, the two-faced colleagues, or the boss who’s as stupid as a pig, everything points to one thing...

Work is absolute shit!

By extension, the company is a giant cesspool, and the boss, a fat maggot, lies in it, drinking urine while assigning them, the shit scoopers, to clean the toilets.

Can the world just end once?

Occasionally, Luk has this thought.

...

At 6 AM, the sun in Tokyo is already high in the sky, urging the masses to start their day by crowding into buses and trains.

This bustling neon capital, though not vast, houses 37 million people, most of whom are young adults drawn by the allure of the big city. But they soon realize that Tokyo is not a paradise but a den of demons.

The fast-paced life can erode one’s will, destroy one’s body, and drain the passion of the young. The monster named Tokyo then discards these remnants and welcomes the next batch with a smile.

Luk shuts off his alarm a second before it rings. He gets dressed with a blank expression, washes up, replies to work messages on LINE, eats the toast that pops out of the toaster, drinks his warmed milk, and heads out to battle the subway that can crush people into meat pies.

He works at an ordinary company in the Shinjuku district, which mainly sells various souvenirs for tourists, including all sorts of children’s toys, both licensed and unlicensed. Recently, the moronic boss has taken an interest in adult toys and plans to add them to the inventory.

Luk thinks the boss is insane, but he doesn’t care. Overworking accelerates aging, and the constant cattle and horse life has dimmed the light in his eyes.

He remembers his girlfriend of three years, who decisively broke up with him a month after he started his job.

"I’m sorry, Luk, but since you started working, your performance in both strength and durability has significantly declined."

"I never expected a student to provide financial support, but if you can’t even give me physical pleasure, it’s best to end this relationship early."

The beautiful and heartless woman with striking aqua hair left him this message, along with 10 million yen, as compensation for his three years of hard work.

At that moment, Luk finally understood that the strongest bond in the world is money.

"Life can go on without anyone, but not without money."

From then on, money became Luk’s top priority. He worked tirelessly day and night, hoping to have his own house and car in Tokyo before turning 30.

As for women, he didn’t care much.

Emotions can change in an instant, and most young people today scoff at morality. Infidelity is common, and dating requires endless tolerance and compromise.

If he ever met a good girl, Luk wouldn’t mind pursuing her, but he was too lazy to invest energy in finding or setting up a blind date.

He arrived at the company ten minutes early, swiped his card past the yawning security guard, who was also a cattle and horse. Security guards in other places might have it easier, but in Tokyo, even a dog has to hustle.

Luk, wearing his badge, completed the daily check-in at the time clock and began his day as a cattle and horse.

He worked in the design department, primarily designing toys for kids aged 8 to 12. He had once created several hits by copying designs and held a high status in the department, but his boss, A, couldn’t stand him.

Boss A was the boss’s nephew, a talentless waste who only got his position because of his family. He enjoyed a generous salary and the power to command his subordinates.

He both liked and hated Luk.

He liked him because Luk’s skills were excellent, and the design department couldn’t function without him. He hated him because everyone in the department went to Luk, the seasoned veteran, for advice, not to him, the department head, which he felt stole his thunder.

Before long, Boss A began his daily nitpicking.

"Fujiwara, the client gave negative feedback on your last project. What’s going on?"

Seeing the conservative theater begin, the other colleagues perked up, their fingers still typing but their minds wandering to the two main characters.

"I completed the work based on the client’s requirements."

Luk replied coldly. The client had initially asked for a black that was colorful, then wanted a tall dwarf, and finally settled on a sky-blue sea.

With such bizarre requirements, a hit would be a miracle!

If it weren’t for Luk’s experience, he wouldn’t have been able to complete the project at all. The market test only said it lacked a hit, which was sheer luck, and they still wanted more?

"Customers are always right. If they think your design is flawed, you should make changes."

"The contract is complete. I provided a product that met their requirements. Poor sales are due to their company’s flawed ideas and inadequate marketing, not my responsibility."

"Most importantly, the client has already paid the final installment."

Luk replied with a blank expression, not even sparing a glance at the idiot. The sound of his fingers hitting the keyboard was crisp and harsh, his tone icy.

"God is dead."

"..."

Boss A, speechless, huffed and puffed, and in a fit of anger, announced:

"Stay after work, we’re having a department meeting!"

Seeing no one respond, his face turned a deep red, and he stormed off.

A colleague quietly approached, "Senior Luk, you were so cool standing up to that fat pig, A."

Luk looked at the girl, who had been there for a short time and was still smiling. Her name was Tsukino Shizuko, and she was 21 years old.

"Thanks for the compliment. How’s work going?"

"Fine, except the workload is a bit heavy, but nothing else."

Luk turned away and continued working without a word.

You only think that because you’re still in the beginner’s protection period. Once you start working overtime, you’ll realize the workload isn’t just "heavy."

"Senior, can I talk to you about things other than work?"

Shizuko's face blushed slightly, her eyes flickering.

Luk pointed to the office rules, "Romantic relationships between colleagues are not allowed in the company."

"Ah, sorry, Senior, you misunderstood. I'm not interested in someone like you." Shizuko waved her hands awkwardly; men like Luk, with their greasy hair and stern faces, were not her type.

"Actually, I've recently seen a really handsome boy and I want to pursue him."

Luk didn't react much to her presumptuous behavior, remaining calm.

"Then go for it."

Chasing after a man isn't as hard as it sounds. Shizuko was quite attractive and had a decent personality—she could be considered a high-quality woman. Pursuing a man should be a breeze for her.

"He's still in college, and he gives off a very introverted vibe." Shizuko seemed a bit troubled. If it were that easy, she wouldn't be bringing this up to a colleague.

Luk was silent for a moment, "Do you girls all like college boys?"

"Actually, I prefer high school boys," Shizuko said with a shy smile, "But it's an important time for their studies. If they get too distracted by love, their grades might suffer, and that would be our fault."

"So, well-mannered, time-abundant, physically fit, and energetic college boys are our prey."

Ah, so that's how it is. So, he was targeted in the same way back then?

Luk's indifferent heart unraveled a mystery. After he started working, he lost time to spend with her and couldn't provide the satisfaction she needed, so she dumped him.

Tsk, that woman was too materialistic.

"The more introverted a person is, the more they crave emotional comfort. With a shy boy like him, you just need to find his interests, learn a bit about them, strike up a conversation, and add him on LINE. You'll have him."

Maybe the next day, this introverted boy will ask you for a picture of your legs.

Luk added in his mind.

"What do college boys usually like?" Shizuko mused.

"Generally, games. Just download Steam, buy a few AAA titles, and play with him. Show a bit of weakness, and six out of ten boys will fall for you."

Shizuko blinked in confusion, "Why six out of ten, and what about the other four?"

"Of the remaining four, three will require you to buy a Switch, Xbox, or PS5. The last one might not be interested in girls at all, being asexual, aromantic, or something else."

"..."

After a brief silence, Shizuko's eyes sparkled as she looked at Luk.

"Senior, you're amazing! How do you know so much about college boys?"

"There's a possibility I was one myself."

"Wow, really?" Shizuko's eyes lit up, suddenly curious, "Senior, do you have any photos from your college days?"

"No." Luk replied coldly.

"Liar." Shizuko puffed her cheeks, "So stingy. Senior, satisfy my curiosity, please."

"What's in it for me?"

"Your junior's affection will level up!"

"No."

Shizuko huffed and sat back, but her curiosity persisted like a nagging kitten. After a moment's hesitation, she leaned in again.

"What do you want?"

"Recently, HARBS released a new fruit cake."

"Ugh, that's not cheap." Shizuko hesitated for a moment, "Deal."

Luk took out his phone, opened his photo album, and handed it to Shizuko.

"Oh wow!"

Shizuko's breath caught, looking at Luk in disbelief.

Is this the same person? The confident, bright-eyed man in the photo and the gloomy, reserved senior before her seemed like two different people.

"Senior, how old are you?"

"Twenty-seven."

"Are you sure it's not thirty-five?"

"..."

"Go back to work. Give me a PowerPoint presentation on your work this week."

Shizuko's smile froze, her face turning ashen.

...

After work, due to his boss A's grudge, Luk had to attend a small meeting. When he rushed to the subway, he found he had missed it and had to wait for the next train.

The night subway station was cold and desolate, with fewer people since the rush hour had passed. The light bulbs seemed to have poor contact, flickering occasionally.

Luk walked into the restroom in a bad mood. After taking care of his needs, he pulled the toilet paper, only to find it was the last piece.

It seemed that when things go wrong, they go wrong all at once.

From the next stall came the sound of flushing. Luk knocked on the partition, politely asking, "Hello, do you have any toilet paper?"

There was no response, and the stalls around him remained closed.

Luk waited a bit, then checked his pockets. Luckily, the napkin from lunch was still there.

After he finished, as Luk was flushing, a voice came from the next stall.

Two sheets of paper appeared on the floor, one red as blood, the other blue as the sky.

"Do... you... want... the... red... paper... or... the... blue... paper?"

Luk: "..."

So, when things go wrong, they really go wrong!

Urban Legend: The Red and Blue Paper in the Toilet

Legend has it that in a school in Nara, Japan, a boy forgot to bring toilet paper. In a panic, he heard a voice asking if he wanted red paper or blue paper. He casually chose the red paper, and his blood vessels burst, draining him of all his blood, turning his body red.

In another version, the boy, remembering the fate of those who chose red, picked the blue paper. He was immediately strangled, his face contorted and blue.

(End of Chapter)

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