Chapter 813 Reborn Again

On January 1, 2004, Masayoshi Kishimoto suddenly opened his eyes at eight o’clock in the morning, and was surprised to find that he wasn’t in a large, soft bed at home.

He was lying flat on a tatami mat in a small room, and then he sat up as if he had been electrocuted. The two black eyes within his own sockets looked around the room for a moment, and his whole body became more and more nervous.

Kishimoto Masayoshi’s first reaction was to think in his mind, “It’s hard to believe that he is dreaming. However, it was not like that at all. He pulled off the quilt covering his body, not caring about the coldness of the winter in Tokyo, and ran to the bathroom mirror with small steps under his feet.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became. The face in the mirror was no longer the face he used to have. He himself couldn’t help but talk to himself in a farcical manner and said, “It must be a dream, it must be a dream.”

Kishimoto justice said and then turned around and walked back to the sleeping place is Xu Xu lay down, re-closed his eyes, hope that once again wake up when it is good.

The time came to eleven o’clock, Kishimoto Masayoshi woke up again. The sight he saw when he opened his eyes was still the same one he had seen at eight o’clock.

He couldn’t believe it could be true, so he got up again and ran into the bathroom to look in the mirror. The face that appeared in the mirror was exactly the same as the one he had seen at eight o’clock.

Masayoshi Kishimoto kneaded his face with both hands, released his hands, and then looked at himself in the mirror, and he was still the same.

After he came back and forth multiple times, it was only then that he finally believed that he wasn’t dreaming, but that it was really happening to him.

“Damn, is this old me being reborn once again? God! No way you’re playing like this.” Masayoshi Kishimoto shouted at himself inside the mirror.

After he finished speaking, his entire body became bad. Before he slept the first day, he himself was the chairman of the Hard Gold Group, one of Japan’s plutocrats, and a world-class billionaire.

How did he become a poor loser after waking up from this sleep? He had neither lost the memories of his previous life, but had caused the memories of this body to start appearing inside his head.

Masayoshi Kishimoto began to reassure himself, “Calm down, calm down, let me think about it, what’s going on?”

He realized that he was now in the poorest of Tokyo’s twenty-three districts, Adachi. The room he was in was not a private property, but was rented in an old apartment building with two floors above and below, each room being an old apartment with a dozen or so square meters.

Masayoshi Kishimoto was not sure for a moment that the Tokyo, Japan, where he was now, was not the same Tokyo, Japan, of his previous life.

The reason why he would appear in such a situation is that the two memories do not cross and do not match at all. In his previous life, he at least had a private house in Ueno, Taito District, as well as a pachinko parlor and other properties left behind by his cheap father.

On the whole, such a start, not to say very good, but still quite good. And then after their own wisdom and foresight is the ability to create a hard gold group, and put it a little bit bigger and stronger.

Now this specific self, simply do not dare to think. As soon as he thought of something, he couldn’t help shaking his head straight. Although the original owner was a native Tokyoite, he definitely belonged to the level of a scrapper, living on the 100,000 yen in relief money given out by the ward office every month.

How did he die? Sudden death. To be more precise, a quick death. Why did he die of pleasure? A little jerking off is good for the heart, a lot of jerking off hurts the body, and a lot of jerking off is bad for the soul. He just went up in smoke.

Kishimoto justice thought of here to stop for the time being. He thought back to his previous life, his soul came to such a waste of body, then the previous life that body will be how a look?

Was it cheaply occupied by some other soul, or had it become a shell without a soul? If one wanted to clarify the situation, then one would have to personally seek proof.

Masayoshi Kishimoto was still the man who dared to think and act, so he walked out of the small bathroom and returned to his room.

He was ready to find some money from the room so that he could take the subway from Adachi to Roppongi, the Minato area where he lived and worked in his previous life.

Masayoshi Kishimoto saw that not only was the room very disorganized, but there was also a lot of toilet paper and toilet paper lying around in clumps. His nose also began to smell a rancid odor.

He couldn’t stand it any longer, so he hurriedly went to pull back the curtains and opened the window for a ventilation. What sins had he committed to deserve such a punishment.

Kishimoto Masayoshi felt that he had instantly fallen from the clouds into a muck pit. He hadn’t just divorced and separated from Rie Sakai, so he didn’t have to suffer such a punishment, right?

This is not at all according to the formula ah! Other people, after being reborn, just like his previous life, step by step, become a CEO, win the rich white beauty, walk on the peak of life is right. How did he fall from the peak of life all of a sudden?

Kishimoto Justice suddenly closed the window again immediately. In winter, when you open the window and don’t wear thick clothes, you can immediately feel the cold wind blowing on your body.

After closing the window, a stench of rancid odor was continuously drilling into both nostrils. His right hand reached for the window again, thinking to open it.

However, he was hesitant to do so. After all, the winter cold was even more unbearable. He really couldn’t do anything but get dressed, freshen up again, and take the money with him so he could go out.

Kishimoto justice in the selection of clothing above is not ill-fitting, after all, these clothes, although cheap, but also in line with the original owner’s body to buy.

Only that he had chosen a slightly cleaner dress from a pile of not-so-clean clothes and put it on his body.

After he was dressed, he appeared in front of the bathroom mirror again. He unscrewed the faucet, only to find that there was no running water coming out of there.

While being dumbfounded, Masayoshi Kishimoto remembered that not only had his water been shut off, but also his electricity because of his unpaid bills. He could no longer feel any cold above his body, after all, his heart was cold.

He stood stiffly for several minutes before coming back to his senses. His own first time alone was such a rebirth of the opening, will not feel too miserable. Being able to live again was better than anything else.

The problem was that he was not reborn for the first time, but for the second time. His previous rebirth had already gone above the position of a capitalist, investor, and Japanese powerhouse.

Now, his own situation was in contrast to what he had been in the past. This comparison, simply feel himself and can use a miserable word?