Emergency] Red Card Summons｜Quota sent by a Ginza mama.

The end of August. The city still had a slight summer heat. In a corner of his office, softly lit by the afternoon sun, Hachimine, the representative of ZENNO GROUP, received an envelope. The name on the sender's column was that of "that mama" who is well known in Ginza. It is not unusual to receive a letter from her. However, the moment he saw the color of the envelope, Hachimine's eyebrows moved slightly.

--Red.It was a red so intense that it reminded me of a "call-up warrant" used during the war. It looked like a joke, but somehow it smelled serious. It was a piece of "red paper," as if it were aimed only at him.

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What the article reveals

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A "unique invitation" sent to a man who knows the nightlife of Ginza.

The moment I opened the envelope, I was nostalgic for the rough texture I felt on the edges of the paper. Rather than a high-quality invitation, it had the dignity of an official document. It was written in a large, stately font.

summons for an extraordinary meeting (or conference, etc.)
Dear Yuya Hachimine

September 10 - 12, 2025.
At my birthday party, I command your presence.

To show our gratitude for their continued support, carry out the following.

I. Order to visit the store ten or more times during September.
(ii) Order to accompany the student five or more times during the same period.
iii,Order to pay a total of not less than one million yen.

If it cannot be achieved,Severe punishment shall be imposed.

The text looks like a joke, but the typeface is strangely tight. The end of the sentence is in a commanding tone, and the numbers are unusually rigid. Above all, the "red paper" was exquisite. Ordinary guests received soft cream-colored invitations. When Hachimine learned of this, he blew out a small puff of air as he stared at the red paper in his hand.

"......, you got me."

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The best joke for the "quota-conscious guy".

Hachimine used to work at a club in Ginza as a black-clothes worker. Even then, he was more strict than others about numbers and arrangements. He would not overlook even the smallest omission, saying, "Quotas are not numbers, they are promises. He did not hand out any special "red papers. But to the hostesses, Hachimine's "tone" was like a red paper. A mom who knew him well had a little "payback" for Hachimine after five years had passed. It was this red paper. The numbers on the red paper vividly evoke his past. At the same time, they evoke laughter. The humor of the story is hidden in the respect for the past.

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Hachimine, September of Pledge

Leaving the envelope on his desk, Hachimine stared at the words for a while. Perhaps more than anyone else, he was amused by his reaction to the word "quota.

--I'm going to have to do it.

On his schedule for September, he began circling a small Twice or thrice a week. Sometimes, in between work, Hachimine would diligently carry out the "orders" on the red paper.

>10 or more visits. 5 or more accompanying visits. <<

And the amount of payment, of course.1 million yenThis was not the case.

Yet, he never once looked at me with disgust. Rather, each of those nights was nostalgic and warm. The laughter of the moms. The jokes of the hostesses. The sound of bubbling champagne in the bar. The "human temperature" that existed beyond the numbers back then came back to me for the first time in a long time.

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Loving humor in the setting of Ginza

The women of this city are deft and gentle. Not a single word, not a single letter, is just a joke.

Mom chose the red paper not only because she wanted to make us laugh. She wanted to return the sentiment in the form of a joke: "You used to take this world more seriously than anyone else.

In Ginza, it is chic to wrap a favor or gratitude in a "fashionable" way. And the real "regulars" are the men who can receive and laugh at the puns.

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Final chapter: The bonds of Ginza, given to us by the red paper

On the night after three days of birthday parties, Hachimine took out another red paper from Mom at the end of the counter. The paper, seen under the champagne light, looked a softer red than the first time.

You did a good job," Mom laughs. Hachimine replies, "That's an order.Their laughter melts into the restaurant, and the night in Ginza deepens one more time. --To ordinary people, it was just an invitation. But to Hachimine, it arrives as a "red letter. The red paper encompassed severity and love, the past and the present, jokes and gratitude. A sheet of red paper encompassing all of these was a love letter from Ginza that was surely more like Hachimine than any other.

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