Drinking party, What's going on

Sometimes you get lazy and try to put a boiled egg in with your bare hands, right? The one that hits the bottom and cracks. It makes me so mad. Not at my own lazy actions, but at the egg. Like, just do what I want you to do. I'll try using vinegar. By the way, that means I don't need to crack the shell, right?? This is my boiled egg from this morning, before I read your article.

I was so surprised I couldn't even take a good picture, but you can still see the egg white coming out.
Just do what I want you to do. Seriously.

I was transferred to the production department in the February personnel reshuffle, and I ended up going out for drinks with a total of eight people: a great senior male colleague (55) and a senior male colleague (43) from my old department, myself, plus two male and three female new graduates in their second year. (There was no particular farewell party meaning, I just wanted to tell the three of them about my department transfer.) The place was our company's izakaya. Seriously, at first, we were drinking and having a good time. I repeatedly pointed and confirmed with the great senior and the senior at the pre-party: Don't say anything that would put pressure on them! Don't ask too much about their private lives! I also repeatedly pointed and confirmed: No dirty jokes either! About an hour or two into the drinking party, the store manager (a man I used to know) came up to me and said, "One of your juniors is going wild in the restroom." I went to the restroom so the others wouldn't notice, and one of the second-year men, Keiji Daimonji (pseudonym), was sobbing. What's going on? It wasn't just crying. How should I put it, wailing? Sobbing? He was crying so hard I thought his body might flip inside out. Plus, he was hitting the wall. He was kicking the toilet paper. He was shouting things like, "Ah, damn it!!" And in the women's restroom, no less!! I asked him what was wrong, but he wouldn't talk... Daimonji-kun destroyed the trash can in the restroom! He stomped on it!!! At that point, I had no choice but to become a samurai, and with a voice like drawing a sword, I said, "Could you please stop that?" He managed to stop while crying. I told him to come out when he calmed down, and when I started drinking again, Daimonji-kun fled the store. The other second-year male, Yoshikiyo Kinugasa (pseudonym), went to look for him, but he didn't come back. Anyway, when we went to the second bar to drink, Daimonji-kun joined us, having opened his Sharingan in both eyes from crying too much. Amaterasu!

The last train had already left, so Daimonji-kun and I took a taxi together. When I asked him why he was crying, he said it was because he couldn't speak well... Sigh... Keiji is very serious and sometimes gets lost in his own thoughts. It seems he made a small mistake the day before, so maybe it all piled up... I told him, "I apologized to the manager, so it's okay," in a tone like, "Please stop in front of that hotel," but he started crying again, saying, "No, I'm done for, I am." He said, "I'm quitting... I already sent an email to HR..." "Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!" The driver, who had been watching the situation, was also surprised and swerved the steering wheel. As expected, it ended up being "Please stop in front of the station," and I checked the sent email. It had definitely been sent to HR. Now is the time, Izanagi!

While exposed to the north wind at the station rotary, I listened to his troubles. Even then, he was shedding red tears the whole time. He hasn't told anyone, but apparently, a long, long time ago, Keiji had a stutter. Now, no one would know that. But he still seems to worry that he might stumble when he says the first word. While comforting him with "I see, I see," I felt a murderous intent from behind, like someone had drawn a precious sword! "You can't say anything now!" so I also drew my sword and became a samurai, saying, "And destroying the trash can is a different story." Susanoo!

While doing all that, Kantaro, who was all alone, came nearby, so I hugged him and we dispersed.

A few days later, Keiji Daimonji talked to HR, and it seems there was no disciplinary action this time. It was a drinking party, after all! Also, he said he decided not to quit.

Read "NARUTO," learn about Itachi, and then shed tears of blood!

Pe