Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

I left Narita Airport for about thirteen hours.

The Alitalia-Italian Airlines passenger plane we boarded arrived safely at Fiumicino Airport on the outskirts of Rome, Italy.

It was a flight that went really well enough to clap it out. Neither the hijacking nor the terrorism were even delayed by weather irregularities.

Well, I'm pretty tired of sitting in the economy seat for a long time, but this is something I can't help.

It's important that you do it on a daily basis. I was wary that there might suddenly be a noisy event or something with the story unfolding, but I'm glad nothing happened. Yeah.

... Let's go back around here and talk about meta speech.

This airport you arrived at. Yeah, it's big.

That is the largest airport in Italy, a tourist giant. The official name seems to be Fiumicino Airport from the place name where the airport is located, but the alias is Leonardo da Vinci International Airport. It is unclear why the common name is longer than the official name.

Receive the baggage that was in your possession and undergo immigration screening. Japanese passport favors or the assistant freaked out very friendly.

A big man with a bit of a tummy grin said 'BUONA SERA (Bonacella) (Good evening)!!' He greeted me.

I've only been to an airport in the Middle East once, and a blind, unfathomable man looked at me like he was frigid, and he only spoke the few words he needed.

"Even so, Yuya, is Ome luggage all right with you?

My father asks as he looks at my luggage.

It is certainly quite small compared to the large travel bags for international travel that my father and senior Zhaoxiong have. He's the type of guy I often see on domestic trips and stuff, and although the caster comes with it, it feels like a salesman would use it on business trips and stuff, which I think would be pretty little for two weeks of luggage.

"I'm about to get dressed. Still, when I put it together, I'll go in quite a bit, so it's fine. If you need anything, you can buy it, and if you don't have much more luggage, I'll send it home on the way."

Oh, my God, there's actually a lot of stuff in the item box. This is seriously cheesy in modern society. You can smuggle whatever you want if you want. Naturally, I wouldn't do that.

"You don't know if I panic on the way, do you? Well, Kashiwagi feels fine."

Take the Leonardo Express at a station in the airport with such a conversation. Sounds like a direct train to Rome Termini Station.

Of course, the information display is written in Italian and English, but for me it is the same as in Japanese.

Buy a crisp ticket for the number of people and give it to your father and Mr. Zhaoxiong while explaining it to them.

I was impressed with it, but it is cheesy, so it is quite subtle.

Get on the train that came into the home in good time. There's plenty of room for luggage and it's surprisingly comfortable.

Looking at the night view from the window on the train that ran out, did you feel calm or Senior Zhaoxiong blurred?

"Uh-huh, I wanted to go to the Colosseum or Piazza España. And I wanted to try to get my hands on the" mouth of truth ”"

"Stop it. It's what keeps you out of your hands."

"Is that it? Didn't you get your hands chopped off?

"What? I assure you its full of 'false hearts'!

A statue of a face with a famous mouth opening in Japan | (?) laughs at each other with stories.

"Well, you can have a little sightseeing in Naples and Milan. For once, this is my job, so bear with me."

That's right.

As soon as we arrive at Termini Station, we will switch to the high-speed railway and move to Naples, so this time the tour of Rome is at our disposal.

There are ways of switching to a plane to Naples at Fiumicino Airport, but I heard stories about budget relationships and how connections can sometimes be stopped at the airport without success, so I moved by train.

Well, given the wait time and all that, they don't change the time required, so if you don't mind the hassle of traveling, you've never crossed it cheap.

It's just, well, it also makes sense for Senior Zhaoxiong's words, and I wanted to try real Carbonara and Sartimbocca (a dish that was cooked with raw ham and pinched sage leaves with butter), regardless of tourist attractions.

Well, it doesn't mean you can't come anymore, so let's try to come with the Cees on our graduation trip.

That's how it came about. Naples, Italy's third city.

Preliminary information from online sources suggests that the area around Naples Central Station, where we have just arrived, is one of the most insecure in the city of Naples.

What's wrong with a big station, which is usually the front door, that feels like it's safe?

Besides, there's nothing I can do about it because the arrival is after nine o'clock at night, even if they say, 'It's better not to leave at night' or something. Nevertheless, they won't suddenly get shot at like they did in Central and South America, so they'll be fine.

The shops on campus are also mostly closed, and although there are quite a few crowds, everyone is walking early enough.

He was kind enough to tell me that he would confirm the way by telling the station staff the name of the hotel, and at the end of the day he was even advised to 'beware.

"Wow, that's kind of scary"

"I hope you're a duck. Let's go to the hotel."

The suspicious atmosphere that surrounds you as soon as you leave the station creates an odd contrast with the modern, beautiful station.

There's a bunch of people near an alley a little further away who seem to be a few blacks, and they're going to get tangled up if they get close to it inadvertently.

Regardless of who I am, I have a senior and a father. I've never been over it without getting into extra trouble.

And I thought,

"Oops!

Goss!

"Uggh!!

A small bike for two approached me from the back with a body bag that was caught on my left shoulder and tried to pull me like a chaser, so I punch him in the back with my fist.

Leave the blown guy alone and throw every guy who was grabbing and riding the tail bar catching up with one bounce on the motorcycle he tried to run off.

Oh, a nigger who was nearby ran over and rode a motorcycle that was shaken off and deserted.

... That's great. Though a shook down hiccup followed him screaming.

"Something amazing"

"Oh, haha, me, I'm dying to go home"

I heard that Suri Pulling and Pulling is a specialty of Naples, but it kind of seems like a tired place to live.

Retake your mind and head to the hotel.

After that, I was able to arrive at the hotel with nothing.

The next day, we spend the morning relaxing in the hotel to cure jet lag and indulge in a real Neapolitan pizza at a nearby restaurant (this way, they call it Ristorente). It was delicious.

Mm, I'm going to see the buyer I was taught to go see the bike I was looking for.

It was a Japanese buyer who greeted me at the office where I had just entered one alley from the big street.

Everything seems to be brokered in southern Italy to buy and sell antiques, artwork, handicrafts, automobiles and bicycles and various other things mainly to Asian regions such as Japan.

In this case, it seems that the buyer actually has to negotiate the sale directly with the seller just by intermediary. Because these kinds of machinery and equipment can hardly be traded at a fair price unless they are experts because the prices vary greatly depending on the condition, etc.?

Nevertheless, he said that he had lived in Naples for a long time and put up antennas in various places, so he was able to get information and take the story as soon as possible this time.

With that buyer's guidance, go to the warehouse where you keep it and check the desired Vespa (Fenderlight). Naturally the seller is also here to negotiate.

And the key bike, but as I had heard beforehand, the body itself was rusty and in superb condition. But the oil inside is completely degraded and solidified, and there seems to be nothing we can do about it with a little overhaul. Plus, the drum brake pads are completely rotten and the tire wheels are distorted because they've been left alone for years. The cab feels like your word if you can handle it by disassembling and cleaning it.

He was my father who checked every corner, but he roared with a difficult face.

"Hey, what's up with that? You can buy it, but it depends on the price. Yuya, this can only give you up to 4,000 euros. Can we negotiate?

My father squeaks in my ear. I don't know yet, but I guess there are other problems.

If that's all, I'll give up, and I've got some purchasing athletes in Milan and I can pay for the trip that way, so I got word to do something about it.

Nevertheless, let's do our best because your father's eyes speak eloquently of 'But I Want'.

What do you say? Superb, isn't it? I've been waiting so long to talk to you about what else I want. Give me a little colour. "

The seller, a middle-aged man, says the tone is light and his eyes don't laugh with a smile he likes.

It feels more like there is no loose eye than evil.

but I am a Japanese who is said to be bad at negotiating, but I have been rubbed in different worlds out of the eyes of living horses. Coco pushes with strength.

'Come on, don't let me be disappointed you came all the way here. Isn't it just the look of it? Engines, missions and accessories are also completely rotten and useless. I can only decorate it with this. It's 1500 euros at most.'

I speak southern Italian (...).

When I looked online about Naples, it said that people in Naples often disappear against foreigners and people in northern Italy. It's a language cheat move, but I thought I couldn't lick it, but apparently I was right.

The seller looks at me like a surprise.

'I thought you were Japanese, but you were Napoletano (Neapolitan male form)? Oh, no, no, but there won't be 1500 for anything! Just the body. If it hurts so little, it'll sell 5,000.'

"Is there a reason? If it's this much better, we can look for some good parts and combine them. How about 2000?

'There's nothing like having all these parts in one car. That's not true. 4500!

Much closer, but not yet.

Humans, to some extent, emotions appear not only on their expressions, but also on their signs. It may be one of those kills, but even if the expression can be repaired, the signs are hard to control without proper training.

This seller's expression hasn't changed much either, but the signs are leaking that it's intentional or hasty.

From the signs, it still looks like the seller can afford it. This guy doesn't work to buy or sell motorcycles in the first place, and he doesn't have any other athletes to sell.

Of course there will be as many ways as you want to sell it, but you don't know the market, and it's och that these maniac motorcycles would want to be bought without that many routes.

Mostly, this bike itself has no thoughts about being restrained or taking care of it, it's a substitute that I was rolling into the warehouse when I realized it. A certain amount of convincing money would let it go.

'Hey, brother, anyway, those people came all the way from Japan to buy this, didn't they? Yet if the business talks don't get wrapped up, I'm going to waste my legs. Why don't you hit me with 4,000?

'That's not a story. Even transportation costs to get you to Japan are not foolish. Nevertheless, you're right. I don't mind coming all the way to Naples and going home with my bare hands. I'm not wasting it because I'm planning on purchasing something else in the North after this, but because of this, I'd like to feel comfortable putting together a business deal. How about 3,000 euros? I can't give you any more, and if you can't, that's it. "

Push further.

The seller's old man shuts up with a difficult face. What do you say?

'.................. ha, ok, I lost. That's good. But you need to pick it up early, okay? I originally wanted to expand the warehouse, so I sort it out, and it came out. If I let him out in Naples, he'll steal it right away, so I'm having trouble treating him. "

You said!!

I had planned to pick it up as soon as I decided to do business from the beginning, so I have no problem with that.

Report the results of the business meeting to your father as soon as possible.

Even if you ask about the amount, the seller is right in front of you. "Right. A lot," he said. He hasn't changed his expression, but his mouth is moving mummy, so I guess he manages to keep the joy down.... Only signs seem ecstatic though.

"Uh, then you carry it here, don't you? Um, how?

Senior Takao, who has now been completely airborne, although he was following me, finally speaks.

"... Mr. Zhaoxiong, were you there"

"... I totally forgot, too"

"Cool!! You're sorry? It doesn't help. It's like air!

Who gets it when a man shows up mumbled? I feel like, well, originally, Senior Yukio is totally in the mood for tourist self-participation.

Nor is your father seriously criticizing you.... He seems to have forgotten about it with a bee.

"Ohon. And we're just gonna have to move. I don't know what to do with three guys."

"Then you can bring it to me and I'll take care of the packaging and the process."

Mr. Buyer interrupts the conversation immediately. I know you're looking for an increase in the commission, but it's rather a thankful offer for us.

Your father will immediately check the fee amount and agree on it.

"Let's go back to the office once and bring the trolley. Could you give me a moment?

"No, I'll be fine. That's about it. I can hold it alone."

That's what I say. I take Vespa up on my shoulder with a leopard.

Yeah, a little heavier than one adult male. Easy to hold for not being grumpy or rambunctious.

Buyer's office is about a twenty minute walk away. It's not a big distance, and if you wait, you'll waste 40 minutes.

"Ah, uh, Kashiwagi-san, was it? Who the hell are you? The southern language was perfect, and even if it's a small bike, it's about 100 kilometers, right? Lift it up lightly..."

"Oh, you shouldn't care too much. Kashiwagi-san, there's something wrong."

Senior Zhaoxiong replies to Buyer, who muttered unexpectedly after opening his mouth gently.

... rude. There's something wrong with me.

"It's our employee. Not more or less. Hiroya, can you carry it like that? Tell me if you're tired on the way."

"Ugh. That's Mr. Buyer's office you just went to, right? Oh, I can't handle this state of affairs, so watch yourself."

"Oops. Zhaoxiong, if anything happens, Temehe becomes the meat wall"

"Cool!!

Well, your first job is done successfully.

After this, he plans to go to the Blue Sky Market (Free Market), commonly known as "Thief City", where he sells bikes, car parts, antiques, and daily necessities and other miscellaneous items.

It's a common name that's disturbingly extreme, but it seems pretty interesting if you know the language.

Looking forward to it.