Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a bodyguard in Date (jp) ain’t for the faint-hearted. I woke up, sun blazin’ through my window, thinkin’ it was just another chill day. Boy, was I wrong.
First off, I had to meet my client at the Date City Hall. You know, that big ol’ building on Kameda Street? Yeah, that one. I’m rollin’ up, and it’s packed. Like, seriously, who knew so many people cared about city politics? I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Get outta my way, people!”
So, I finally spot my client, this high-profile politician. He’s all smiles, shakin’ hands, actin’ like he’s the king of the world. I’m just standin’ there, lookin’ tough, but inside, I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re gonna get us both killed with all this minglin’.”
Then, outta nowhere, this guy starts yellin’. I mean, full-on shouting. He’s got a sign, and it’s not a happy one. “Down with the corrupt!” or some nonsense. I’m like, “Oh great, just what I needed.” My heart’s racin’, and I’m ready to throw down. But my client? He’s still smilin’. I’m thinkin’, “You’re gonna get us both in trouble, man!”
I push through the crowd, tryin’ to get him outta there. We hit the streets, and I’m like, “Let’s take a detour.” We head down to the waterfront, you know, where the views are sick. But guess what? More protesters. Seriously, it’s like they’re followin’ us. I’m gettin’ angrier by the second.
We finally find a little café on Kameyama Street. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s chill for a sec.” I order a coffee, and my client? He orders some fancy tea. I roll my eyes. “Dude, we’re not here for a tea party.”
While we’re sittin’ there, I notice this cute girl at the next table. She’s laughin’ and lookin’ at me. I’m like, “Wow, maybe today ain’t so bad.” But then, BAM! A loud crash. I jump up, spillin’ my coffee everywhere. Turns out, some dude just knocked over a table. I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a guy enjoy his coffee in peace?”
I rush outside, and it’s chaos. People are shoutin’, cars are honkin’, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my client safe. I’m thinkin’, “This is not what I signed up for.” I’m supposed to be the tough guy, but I’m feelin’ like a babysitter.
We finally make it back to the car, and I’m like, “Let’s get outta here.” But nooo, my client wants to stop at the Date Museum. I’m like, “Dude, we just survived a riot! You wanna look at old stuff now?” But he insists.
So, we go in, and it’s kinda cool. I mean, the history of Date is wild. I’m learnin’ about the samurai and all that jazz. But then, I see a group of kids runnin’ around, and I’m like, “Oh no, not again.”
One of ‘em trips and falls right in front of us. I’m ready to jump in, but my client? He’s all, “Let’s help him!” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, we’re not here for a charity event!” But we help the kid, and he’s all smiles. I can’t help but crack a smile too.
Finally, we get back to the car, and I’m exhausted. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I need a drink.” But my client’s all pumped, talkin’ about how great the day was. I’m like, “You’re crazy, man. This was a nightmare!”
As we drive through the streets of Date, I can’t help but feel a bit proud. Yeah, it was a crazy day, but I kept my client safe. And hey, I even got to see some cool stuff.
So, that’s my day in Date (jp). Full of chaos, laughter, and a bit of drama. Just another day in the life of a bodyguard, I guess.