Tokyo

"Hey you, go home and be a family man! That's it. You, get out, go home."

The hostess repeated herself, trying to rouse Tadashi from his alcoholic stupor.

Too drunk to read the bill, Tadashi blindly thrust the envelope which Koji had given him at the sneering woman.

"Go home to your mother."

Mollified at the amount of cash she found inside, her voice became less harsh. The hostess quickly slid the folded bills in the pocket of her black silk pants.