"It's said that there's trouble at the factory?"
"Yeah, heard that someone tried to cause trouble, but got their leg broken and dragged out before even entering..."
"Hey, let's not talk about work, let's not talk about work."
Takuma listened impatiently, waved to cut off their conversation, and raised his glass: "Drink, drink, pity me, an old retired man, still have to be troubled by you guys."
For a moment, his carefree demeanor about matters not concerning him made everyone angry.
"Hey, who are you looking down on, get me a bigger cup!"
"Is this the attitude to treat a guest to drinks?"
"Boss, bring two more sets over!"
Unfortunately, the rare gathering couldn't last all night as usual. Halfway through the meal, Yamasita received a call and left in a hurry.
Among the remaining people, some suggested moving to another place for a second round.
Only Takuma shook his head, using age as an excuse, planning not to join.
