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"Of course life frightens me sometimesI don't happen to take that as the premise for everything else, thoughI'm going to give it 100 per cent and go as far as I canI'll take what I want and leave what I don't wantThat's how I intend to live my life, and if things go bad, I'll stop and reconsider at that pointIf you think about it, an unfair society is a society that makes it possible for you to exploit your abilities to the limit "Sounds like a pretty self-centred way to live," I said"Perhaps, but I'm not just looking up at the sky and waiting for the fruit to dropIn my own way, I'm working hardI'm working ten times harder than you chanel watches are "That's probably true," I said"I look around me sometimes and I get sick to my stomachWhy the hell don't these bastards do something? I wonderThey don't do a fucking thing, and then they moan about it Amazed at the harshness of his tone, I looked at Nagasawa"The way I see it, people are working hardThey're working their fingers to the boneOr am I looking at things wrong?" "That's not hard workIt's just manual labour," Nagasawa said with finality"The "hard work' I'm talking about is more self-directed and purposeful "You mean, like studying Spanish while everyone else is taking it easy?" "That's itI'm going to have Spanish rolex submariner 50th anniversary mastered by next springI've got English and German and French down pat, and I'm almost there with 243 ItalianYou think things like that happen without hard work?" Nagasawa puffed on his cigarette while I thought about Midori's fatherThere was one man who had probably never even thought about starting Spanish lessons on TV He had probably never thought about the difference between hard work and manual labour, eitherHe was probably too busy to think about such things - busy with work, and busy bringing home a daughter who had run away to Fukushima"So, about that dinner of ours," said Nagasawa"Would this Saturday be OK for white chanel bag you?" "Fine," I saidNagasawa picked a fancy French restaurant in a quiet backstreet of AzabuHe gave his name at the door and the two of us were shown to a secluded private roomSome 15 prints hung on the walls of the small chamberWhile we waited for Hatsumi to arrive, Nagasawa and I sipped a delicious wine and chatted about the novels of Joseph ConradHe wore an expensive-looking grey suitI had on an ordinary blue blazerHatsumi arrived 15 minutes laterShe was carefully made up and wore gold earrings, a beautiful deep blue dress, and tasteful red court shoesWhen I complimented her on the colour of her dress, she told me it was called midnight dolce