It makes one wonder, what kind of friend would sell the little apartment they saved for ten years in Tokyo at a low price to support a poor and struggling friend!
Even blood brothers would find it hard to do that.
Having been through the baptism of society, Nakata Kiyoshi no longer believes in those classmates who once borrowed money from him.
Those classmates promised to pay back after receiving their salary, pay back after receiving their salary.
In the end, they kept delaying day after day, and there's no way to get it back now.
Too much talk, and it brings tears.
And the look on the childhood friend's face when borrowing money in the book seemed to say, even if you really can't pay back, it's okay, what are we? Why did we come to Tokyo from the same small village, work as waiters together, strive together, sit on a street bench eating rice balls together, intertwining dreams as childhood friends!
