"I'm more confident that I have more money than your dad." Carry 200,000 yen, and the shopping is Seijo Ishii ... "Life on the street" is a homeless man who says "an elegant life".

"I'm going to do a ceremony for the Tokyo Olympics for two days." Continuing from the real "Homeless" Real "Silent Pressure from the Government" that I experienced on the street life [Photo] See photos in this article (12) After graduating from the University of Tsukuba, Mr. Kunitomo, who graduated from the University of Tsukuba, was the theme of the homeless cardboard village in Shinjuku, and after graduating, "What kind of life do homeless people live?" He continued to have the question and awareness of the problem. So he went on the street for two months. What exactly was the "life of life", including their meals and wallets, noticed during their homeless interactions. Here, a part of Kunitomo's new book, "Living on the Rupo Road" (KADOKAWA) is excerpted. Introducing the unexpected "economic situation" of the homeless we met around Ueno. (All 2nd time/ Read the first part) ◆◆◆

Under the Tokyo Bunka Kaikan

State under the Tokyo Bunka Kaikan

August 23rd. Both Shiro and Tora -san from the station square passage (editor -in -case note: The name given by the author who lived in the Ueno station square aisle) was gone, and the atmosphere has changed significantly to a lonely one. "The homeless world is gained and the replacement is intense," said a black cotton swab (editor -in -sheet, the name given by the writer), but now I realize that. Ueno Park has a homeless of about 30 to 40 people. Many of them live by laying cardboard under the eaves of the Tokyo Bunka Kaikan. The Tokyo Bunka Kaikan is open until 5:00 pm, but just because it is closed does not mean that you can sleep under the eaves immediately. Since the hall is available until 22:00, it will be turned off at that time. Then, the homeless people spent on the bench in the park gather under the eaves. After turning off, I walked around the Tokyo Bunka Kaikan and noticed that some groups were formed in the homeless. Among them, I decided to choose a corner where a middle -aged man in his 60s and a young man in his 20s live with two people and laid it up. The young man only rolls a carry bag, but the middle -aged is a large luggage. At night, I push the bogie around the guardrail around the park. Carpets, comforters, blankets, and towelets are layered on the carrier, wrap them in a blue sheet, place several cardboards on it, and wrap them in a blue sheet. Wind them with a string and rubber string and tie them to the handle of the carrier. Looking at the dismantling of large luggage at night, several cardboards were for young people. The young man lays the cardboard under the eaves and sleeps with a carry bag as a pillow. The young man said, "I'm just sleeping together," but it's unusual for two older two people to live on the street, and looks like parents and children. The night in the park is hot and humid anyway. The ventilation is not very good because it is covered with wood. Since there were almost no visitors, I was naked and slept with a wet towel on my face. The next morning, the "temporary parent and child", who left the eaves at 6:00, was sitting on the bench in front of the National Science Museum. I sat next to my young man, and after about 5 minutes silence, talked. "When have you been on the street? I have been a month ago." His hair still has a few two -block steps. "Where are you during the day?" "No, there is no place to stay. I'm just sitting on the park bench and waiting for it to be at night." "There are many arrangements in this area. "Isn't it?" "It's not a situation where you can work right now." "Is it injured?"