On the night strret at dangerous town Kabukicho
Kabukicho is one of the most dangerous town in Japan.
There are ton of night club, bar, pub, adult service clubs managed by Yakuza and recently Chinese mafia too.
Almost all Japanese people understand Kabukicho is such dangerous place but strangely lots of people go to drink there. Maybe Japanese people love dangerous.
Anyway such dangerous place; there is dangerously exciting real street fighting show.
The person who wear copy Prada training suits is Mr.Matsukawa, who is former boxer.
He starts this show to get rapid money to pay back his big debt.
Before he starts fighting show, he calls to Yakuza to get daily permission. If he starts his street show without permission, that show will become real gun attack show.
After calling, he starts to prepare his show stage. At first, put sign board, and ask management to his assistant who is homeless street painter.
And he blow trumpet to tell the beginning of the real street fighting show.
People gathering around the street. And he explains about his show.
His real street fighting show is like this.
Rule of real street fight show
Assistant get money and explain the rule. And real street fight show starts.
Some people are drunk, some people are semi professional, and some people mistakenly kick him. Some people openly provoke him. But he never punch buck.
Of course he dodges a punch. But never punch back. Even he is professional, it’s not so easy to avoid punch perfectly without punch buck. It’s very dangerous for him.
Actually he gets punch sometime, and cut his eyelid.
He is afraid to get fatal punch some day when he is tired. So he decides to do this show only one hour a day. He understands how dangerous this show is for him.
Fighting with drunker without counterattack is very hard not only for physically but also for mentally.
After one hour, he blow trumpet again to tell the show end.
After he finish that day’s show, he eat noodle with his assistant.
The reason he keep doing this hard show
I asked him. “Have you ever thought you want to quit this show?”
At that time, he shows me one poem.
That poem is written by Isoroku Yamamoto who is Japanese Marshal Admiral and the commander-in-chief of the Combined Fleet during World War II, a graduate of the Imperial Japanese Naval Academy.
That poem is like that.
One day, he disappears suddenly. I don’t know where he is now, nor is he still living.