Natural Curl is really not interested in tasks or anything like that.
He just wants to slack off now.
Teaching those kids martial arts during the day is exhausting enough, and then having to fight and kill at night — aren't you tired?
In his own words
"I've been fighting for so long, can't I just enjoy myself a little?"
"Play the music!"
"Dance on!"
He's living the most carefree days among all the players, spending every day drunk at maid cafes, bars, pachinko parlors, and magazine offices on Japan Street.
He's just a bit poor, given that he neither owns a business nor has a job, and now that the gangs in the city are gone, he can only occasionally do odd jobs at the Horizon Hall to get by.
But his good days are destined to be short-lived.
Whoosh!
Wagako's pachinko shop's roller door was pulled down, and all the pachinko machines were taken out and placed into a truck, as if they were going to be moved somewhere else.
