I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 126
Oshima Kazuya had imagined the scene where he got the manuscript countless times.

But no matter how he thought, he never thought that what he dreamed of would be so within reach.

After being in a daze for a while, he took the manuscript as if waking up from a dream.

"Do not want?"

Ju asked with a smile, his tone full of jokes.

"Do not."

Oshima Kazuya quickly took it, and then looked around very vigilantly, as if someone was afraid that someone would steal the manuscript.

I thought he would just go back with the manuscript like this.

But I don't know where he took out a file bag.

Put it very seriously into the bag, and then seal it.

He took out a pen from the pocket where he had taken out the document bag and handed it to Koma's hand.

"Sign it, Mr. Bei Dao."

"Site Receipt"

This kind of efficiency of receiving manuscripts should be no one else.

Of course, it might be better if it is not at home.

After going through the procedures together, Oshima Kazuya got up and said goodbye.

When he left, it was obvious that his eyes were firmly locked on the table.

The adam's apple wriggled up and down, which was a very standard swallowing action.

For a while, for Bei Daoju, perhaps the idea of ​​moving became stronger.

Considering that the money on hand is sufficient enough to buy a house in Tokyo without any difficulty.

Of course, you can also buy that kind of high-end apartment.

However, it seems that this place has become a bit irresistible to him.

When everything becomes familiar, he won't think about changing anything.

It's all good together.

Why change?
So it's fine to accept that.

Sit back in this familiar position.

Lily seems to have found a home.

Bouncing on the table with a whoosh.

Then he held Ku's favorite pen in his arms, lay on his back on the table, and blinked at Ku.

It didn't say anything, but it seemed to say everything.

"I'm going to start writing, give me the pen?"

"Meow~"

This meow was very long.

Obviously coquettish.

The tail kept wagging.

The stomach is exposed to the sky like this.

He didn't care about his girl's identity at all.

The foal has no choice.

Generally speaking in such a situation, it is useless to speak in a good voice.

There is only one way to solve it.

That is……

Kou sighed.

Hold Lily in her arms gently.

The cat's paw gently touched the horse's face.

Trying to get his face closer.

Their faces are very close.

You can feel the heat of each other's breath.

The atmosphere got a little hot.

Then Yuriko poked her head forward lightly.

The pink nose touched his lips.

meow~
Lily's body trembled.

The pen held in his arms loosened a little.

After a while, Koma and Yuriko separated.

Yuriko's tail kept shaking in mid-air, revealing her mood at the moment.

After putting Yuriko gently on the table, Koma got the pen very smoothly.

Before writing a few words on the paper, the sound of the piano came from outside the window.

Listening to the sound of the piano, it is probably Mrs. Ito.

While on the train, the first generation expressed a very curious look about this new book.

After all, Kazuki Kazuki's books come from reality.

And when this reality appeared around me.

It seems that one can imagine when such a thing as #looking for spring# is brought up. ,

The first generation can be proud to say that the origin of this story comes from the mother.

And after experiencing Kazuki Koin's official debut.

The previous spontaneous activities such as #找搜雪国#, #找搜金田干男# have gradually evolved into a well-organized organization.

They looked like believers of Kazuki Xiaoyuan.

The gods write in the sky.

And they are looking for traces of gods in the world.

Things that had no meaning at first began to become organized.

Activities that were originally very unorganized began to become regular.

This seems to be driving one thing,

That is to appear before people.

Never before has a writer made such a huge impact.

There has never been a writer who can "resuscitate" such a dying society.

Although it can't be called bringing the dead back to life, at least it made him start to toss around a bit.

Even if everyone is unwilling to admit it, there is one thing they have to admit.

Kazuki Xiaoyuan was striding forward in the direction of the flag bearer.

In fact, after Snow Country was crowned as the best in history, other works were crowned with titles that other works could not match.

This looks more like a coronation.

Although Mrs. Ito knew that this matter would be written into an article.

But she still doesn't have a very precise understanding of this aspect.

And when the first generation approached him with fortune, and coquettishly said that he wanted to listen to the piano.

It was only then that Mrs. Ito realized that those past events of Master would actually become such a story.

It can't match the soft and hard foam of the first generation.

She came to the wintersweet tree with her sanxian in her arms.

……

"So, this story is about my mother's master?"

Mrs. Ito shook her head slightly.

"No, it should be a story about Master and his Master."

"Is it love?"

"It should be love."

Mrs. Ito hesitated for a while, and said a little uncertainly.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it seems that such a love does not have the conditions to talk about it.

Nor will it become a popular story.

And in fact...

"Is the name of this story called Chunqinchao?"

Mrs. Ito looked at the extra bold font placed at the head of the article, and said softly. ,

His face was a little startled, and then turned into a kind of calm.

"So, what kind of person is Chunqin? Mom?"

The first generation hugged Mrs. Ito's arm, shaking it gently from side to side.

It was as if she had discovered a treasure.

"What kind of person?"

There was a hint of melancholy in Mrs. Ito's eyes.

"I don't know either, it's just a very complicated person."

This sentence was heard by Koma upstairs.

When Kazuya Oshima left, he also asked such a sentence.

"Why do you think such a story is worth writing?"

Naturally, he would not ask whether such writing could be sold.

Facts have proved that the works of Kazuki Xiaoyuan have always been the unswerving choice of the market.

He just wanted to know a reason.

Kuma hugged Yuriko and gently stroked her belly.

Then he said very gently:
"Because, I think Chunqin is a very different woman.

It seems that we have all seen her arrogance and withdrawal.

But I think this may be the reason why she is the most thorough self.

Her loneliness in love and art is not flattering, but because of Sasuke, her pride and weakness can be established and balanced.

The love given by Sasuke is absolute loyalty and selflessness, allowing the other party to be purely himself, and regard it as the dependence and grace he has received.

Such a love may not be healthy, but it must be beautiful. "

(End of this chapter)