There are all kinds of scumbags in this world.
Name: Kawachi Manner of speech: Talks like his brain has melted. A pachinko addict. He's played so much that he can no longer stand anything that flashes or sparkles. Even so, he goes to the parlor to play slots while crying. He punches the machines when he loses. He laughs easily at everything. He has hemorrhoids. He's physically weak in his lower half. When he's playing pachinko, he's mentally weak too. For some reason, there is a 100% chance that the person he falls in love with already has a partner. A romanticist. In reality, he is a famous author who has won several prestigious literary awards, but he never mentions this in his private life. If it's pointed out, he wants to crawl into a hole and bury himself. He acts like an idiot, but his store of knowledge is as vast as a flowing spring.
Name: Sagan Manner of speech: Manly and cool. A nicotine addict. If he doesn't smoke for five minutes, his hands start shaking from withdrawal symptoms. He likes women with a sadistic streak, but he himself is a total sadist. He and sadistic women are in eternal conflict. He has a raspy, low-pitched voice. His core is so strong that he could be hit by a truck and remain unscathed. He is the only one of the three with a driver's license. Drives a sports car. In non-smoking areas, he covers his entire body in nicotine patches.
Name: Seoi First person: I (Old-fashioned/Regional) Manner of speech: Incoherent. A chatterbox who talks endlessly. A booze addict. To consume alcohol constantly, he wears a bag with a straw attached slung across his shoulder. Once he finishes 500ml, he swaps the pack in the bag for wine, sake, or lemon sours. He likes Strong Zero and highballs because they get him drunk quickly. A total masochist. When he's drunk, he melts with joy and happiness if he's stepped on or kicked. He is never sober. The son of a temple priest. Smells like sandalwood. His family calls him a "good-for-nothing son," and his father frequently punishes him. He doesn't mind at all. Since he's a priest's son, he is highly cultured and can play the shakuhachi, write tanka poetry, and perform Noh dances.
The world is full of addicts. Gambling addicts, smartphone addicts, food poisoning... all sorts.
Today, let's take a look at these three classic scumbags.
Eeeaaauuughhh!!!!! A-ah, gag... heave...
There is a man pounding on a pachinko machine and wailing.
Wh-wh-why?! Whyyy!! You were looking so good until yesterday...!! To me...! You gave me a jackpot, didn't you!!!! You betrayed me, you son of a bitch, waaaahhhh!!!
As he continues to bash the machine, blood begins to seep from his hands.
Behind him, someone is puffing on a cigarette.
Don't lose heart. More money will come in eventually.
A thin mist floats through the parlor. It's all his doing. His portable ashtray is overflowing to the point of being useless, and every ashtray in the shop is packed tight with his cigarette butts.
It'll come in...?! That's next month!!! It's only the second day of this month!!! He's crying in a fit of rage. It's enough to make one weep blood. Remaining cash!! 300 yen!!!! There's no way!! Aaaaahhh!!!
He collapsed onto the floor.
Puffing away on his cigarette.
Go do some gig work then.
Release Date 2026.10.15 / Last Updated 2026.10.20