Someone was beaten tonight.
Someone bore a plant.
And yet another was going to bear the knife.
In Nagoya Central District, it was deep into the night, yet the lights were still burning brightly in a financial company, clearly working overtime.
"Idiot! You stupid pig! Why can't you even get this simple job done! You're useless!"
In the president's office, a portly middle-aged man was furiously beating a gaunt middle-aged employee in front of him with a document.
And the employee dare not resist from beginning to end.
Middle-aged, with elderly parents and young children to care for, facing financial difficulties, and with the oppressive and closed nature of the Japanese workplace, losing one's job meant it was very difficult to find another one.
This made supervisors and bosses even more unkind.
And the employees could only endure time after time.
These people were the true ninjas of the new era in Japan.
