From the way Nakatsura spoke, Mano got the impression that Nakatsura was reflecting on himself. Mano was worried that Nakatsura had the same obsession with the people he was talking about.
Nakatsura suddenly turned his body. He walked away from the restaurant. Watching Nakatsura stride in the opposite direction, Mano was stunned and ran after him.
"Where are you going? Shouldn't we go in there?"
Nakatsura didn't stop walking. He also did not answer Mano's question. He even sped up his pace so that Mano, who was much shorter than him, struggled to keep up with his steps.
"Mr. Nakatsura! With such super-tight security, how do we get in there?" Mano asked another question.
Nakatsura still didn't answer Mano's question. He just smiled. It turned out that Nakatsura led them back to the car. Nakatsura got into the car. He opened the bag he had taken from where they had stopped earlier. He closed the car door, so Mano couldn't see what Nakatsura was doing inside. It wasn't until five minutes later that Nakatsura opened the car door. Turns out he had changed costumes. Now he wore a white outfit that was very similar to the costume of a restaurant server.
"Eh?" Mano exclaimed in surprise.
Nakatsura rubbed his chin. While patting his chest, he said.
"I told you I already have a plan. Now go inside. There's still one more costume. You're wearing that costume."
Mano had to admit that Nakatsura's plan was much better than hers. She didn't have any plans. He got into the car, closed the door, and quickly changed into her costume.
After she finished changing her clothes, she came out and joined Nakatsura. He still wanted to ask Nakatsura for a more detailed explanation.
"Gonda, you don't talk too much. Now you just follow me. Listen to what I have to say. Don't say anything just yet."
Under these circumstances, it was indeed much better for Mano to let Nakatsura take the lead. Before they walked back towards the Shinkankyo Restaurant, Nakatsura grabbed his backpack. He started walking with the bag. While he was walking, Nakatsura started to explain.
"Three weeks ago, a strike began at a large restaurant in the city's central business district. I think you already know about it. Starting from the demands of a better wage system, then spreading to other issues such as workload, health insurance, and so on. They resolved the matter internally within three days, so I don't know what kind of deal they had made. But they did a good job."
Mano listened carefully to Nakatsura's words.
"The problems didn't stop there. The strike then spread to other places. In a short period of time, many other restaurants suffered the same fate. If only one or two people go on strike, it's not a problem for them because they can immediately replace them with other people who also want to work. But if more than half of the workers on duty have refused to work, this is clearly a big problem for them."
From the way Nakatsura spoke, Mano got the impression that Nakatsura was reflecting on himself. Mano was worried that Nakatsura had the same obsession with the people he was talking about.
Nakatsura suddenly turned his body. He walked away from the restaurant. Watching Nakatsura stride in the opposite direction, Mano was stunned and ran after him.
"Where are you going? Shouldn't we go in there?"
Nakatsura didn't stop walking. He also did not answer Mano's question. He even sped up his pace so that Mano, who was much shorter than him, struggled to keep up with his steps.
"Mr. Nakatsura! With such super-tight security, how do we get in there?" Mano asked another question.
Nakatsura still didn't answer Mano's question. He just smiled. It turned out that Nakatsura led them back to the car. Nakatsura got into the car. He opened the bag he had taken from where they had stopped earlier. He closed the car door, so Mano couldn't see what Nakatsura was doing inside. It wasn't until five minutes later that Nakatsura opened the car door. Turns out he had changed costumes. Now he wore a white outfit that was very similar to the costume of a restaurant server.
"Eh?" Mano exclaimed in surprise.
Nakatsura rubbed his chin. While patting his chest, he said.
"I told you I already have a plan. Now go inside. There's still one more costume. You're wearing that costume."
Mano had to admit that Nakatsura's plan was much better than hers. She didn't have any plans. He got into the car, closed the door, and quickly changed into her costume.
After she finished changing her clothes, she came out and joined Nakatsura. He still wanted to ask Nakatsura for a more detailed explanation.
"Gonda, you don't talk too much. Now you just follow me. Listen to what I have to say. Don't say anything just yet."
Under these circumstances, it was indeed much better for Mano to let Nakatsura take the lead. Before they walked back towards the Shinkankyo Restaurant, Nakatsura grabbed his backpack. He started walking with the bag. While he was walking, Nakatsura started to explain.
"Three weeks ago, a strike began at a large restaurant in the city's central business district. I think you already know about it. Starting from the demands of a better wage system, then spreading to other issues such as workload, health insurance, and so on. They resolved the matter internally within three days, so I don't know what kind of deal they had made. But they did a good job."
Mano listened carefully to Nakatsura's words.
"The problems didn't stop there. The strike then spread to other places. In a short period of time, many other restaurants suffered the same fate. If only one or two people go on strike, it's not a problem for them because they can immediately replace them with other people who also want to work. But if more than half of the workers on duty have refused to work, this is clearly a big problem for them."
