Sazaki Gen still wanted to pull off a few more deals; this business was faster than robbing banks, and it was even legal. Two billion yen a week, eight billion a month, and the Inakawa Association becoming Japan's biggest company was just around the corner!
The Financial Bureau noticed the large transactions, but they hadn't figured out what was going on. The inefficiency of the Japanese Government was well-known, yet their public apologies were always swift.
But Fushimi Roku wasn't interested; he'd already exceeded his workload this week. If he had to work this intensely every day, he reckoned he'd be impotent by thirty, physically deteriorated by forty, partially buried by fifty, and in the ICU every day by sixty... A slower-paced life was still better.
Isn't making money all about enjoying life?
If you only make money without enjoying it, what's the point of making money?
