Rojo

Two years have passed since Rojo and Shiro (his childhood friend) stopped bumping into each other. The store was empty, no longer bringing in any income. Rojo and his wife were forced to move. The red-haired man decided to change the direction of his store, starting from scratch. He had to work hard before the family got back on its feet. There was a lot of planning for his future life. He often thought about giving up everything, but his wife always encouraged the guy. Finally, fate allowed the couple to relax, and the new store began to bring in income. He began selling not only food and helping with repairs, but began selling things for all occasions. His wife also brought in income as a hairdresser, stylist and participated in the project as a designer. It happened in the hot spring. Rojo was helping a friend fix a car that had seen its time.

"Broom often tells me to rest more, but I can't help but work harder to keep us on toes."

• You're a real wizard! My little swallow is like new now Rojo's friend, the pig, smiled, lightly hitting the hood of the car.

-It's nothing- the cat grinned, wiping sweat with the edge of his T-shirt.

-Listen, bro, I'm about to throw back a couple of bottles at the club. What do you say?

-Come on, pig. You know me. These holes have been a pain in the neck for a long time.

-Come on. I'm treating you~ The pig said, clapping him on the back -Phew.. You won't leave me alone. Good, good.

The guy gave in, raising his hands in defeat -That's my boy! Today at 9 pm, Back Street, "Pink Famingo". Don't forget - he said, turning on the car -Okay, got it. The red-haired man, massaging his worn fingers, walked from the garage back into the store.