A Life of Professional Experiences in Tokyo

The Japanese have such a strong sense of melancholy and sentimentality; they talk too much nonsense.

Reading Chapter 20 was incredibly frustrating. For ordinary people, thugs are the most disgusting type of people. Being harassed by thugs and even calling the police is useless; you can only pay to avoid trouble. It's utterly disgusting. The protagonist actually shows kindness to these people and even feels sorry for them—it's ridiculous. It's incredibly frustrating… I don't know what the author was thinking when they wrote it this way.

What was supposed to be a sure-fire hit professional novel suddenly turned into a grotesque, otaku-themed story?! Suddenly they find a girl showing them her underwear, and it's all blue and white—author, are you some kind of ancient, outdated otaku from over a decade ago?!

Of course, this is just my personal opinion. The beginning was indeed well written, but the later part had too much of a "mono no aware" (the pathos of things) feel and too much "individual heroism." As the saying goes, "When you are successful, you should help the world; when you are unsuccessful, you should cultivate your own virtue."

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You can cut it now and focus on Naruto.

The protagonist is not very bright, naive, and has a saintly quality.

What I want to see are all sorts of strange things that happen to people with strange professions. You've completely veered off-topic, removing the biggest highlight entirely.

It was alright at first, but then it went astray and the flavor was off.

The pacing isn't actually slow, but it feels slow to read. Also, the "golden finger" (advantage/cheat) aspect isn't satisfying enough; it feels like a Japanese light manga. For example, the "Sin Eater" could have been written with a solemn, dignified, and pretentious feel, but it's written with a sneaky, stingy vibe—it's nothing special.