Durarara!!, Vol. 1 (novel) Read Online Free PDF

women, while others were less discriminate in their targets. Some of those who distributed only to menwere very clearly singling out those worthy of their benefaction—Mikado was solidly ignored.
    The crowds themselves were made up of a variety of people, from salarymen to the young and underemployed, teenage girls, even foreigners. But the crowd was not perfectly mixed; each type seemed to cluster with others of its ilk, forming distinct territories. Occasionally a person from one territory would venture forth and call out to a person of a different type. Even these sights were pushed along in the sheer wave of moving humanity.
    This was a familiar phenomenon to Masaomi, but everything about it was exciting and new to Mikado. There had never been a sea of humanity like this back home, even at the largest shopping mall. He was witnessing a world he’d only ever seen on the Internet or in comic books.
    When he related this to Masaomi, his friend laughed and said, “Next time I should take you to Shinjuku or Shibuya. Harajuku would be pretty good, too, if you want a real culture shock. There’s also Akiba…but if you just want to see crowds, how about we hit up a racing track?”
    “I’ll pass,” Mikado said politely. They’d exited onto one of the main roads. Cars raced busily down the multilane street, and there was a much larger road blocking the sky above them.
    “That up there is the Metropolitan Expressway. Oh yeah, and the street we just took here is called Sixtieth Floor Street. There’s also a Sunshine Street, but be careful not to get confused, because the Cinema Sunshine is actually on Sixtieth Floor Street. Dang, I should have shown you around that area since we just passed it.”
    “It’s okay, we can do that another time,” Mikado said. He was so distracted by the incredible crowds that he was failing to take in the sights of the city. At this rate, he’d never be able to get to Sunshine on his own from the station.
    While they waited for the light to change, Masaomi looked back at the way they’d come and muttered, “I didn’t see Simon or Shizuo today. I bet Yumasaki and Karisawa are at the arcade, though.”
    “Who?” Mikado asked automatically, though he knew Masaomi was just talking to himself.
    “Uhh, Yumasaki and Karisawa are just people I know. Simon and Shizuo are two of those guys I was telling you about earlier—the ones you don’t mess with. But as long as you lead a normal life, you don’tneed to speak to Shizuo Heiwajima, and if you see him, your best bet is to run away.”



Based on this statement, Mikado decided that Masaomi did not think highly of this Shizuo. Masaomi didn’t offer anything else on the subject, so Mikado did not prod him further; instead, he asked about something else that was bothering him.
    “These people you’re not supposed to make enemies with—it sounds like something out of a comic book. Who else is there?”
    It was an innocent question from a young man who looked like a boy, but Masaomi thought hard, looking up at the sky for answers. Finally, he declared his answer.
    “First of all, there’s me!”
    “…Square root of three points.”
    “Square root?! What do you mean, square root?! If you’re gonna blast me, at least go for an easy-to-understand joke like minus-twenty points! Are you saying my jokes are too hard to understand for kids who don’t know how square roots work?! The instant I warn you, you make an enemy out of me! Since when were you such a dunce? Is it our education system? Has the system changed you, man?!”
    “An unexpected downfall,” Mikado replied without batting an eye to cut off Masaomi’s spiel. He must have realized how obnoxious his monologue was getting as he continued in a serious tone this time.
    “Hmm…there are a few. Obviously, you want to stay away from the yakuza and gangsters…but just in terms of people you might realistically come into contact with, there’s the two I just mentioned and a guy