I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 33 The so-called bottomless abyss is a long way to go.

Takehiro Kosaka never imagined that one day he would be like those literary youths exuding this rotten smell, standing there in a daze, chanting a sentence like a raving.

But, that sentence, no, that haiku seems to be written by him, right?

No, it didn't seem like it was him.

It was at this time that Takehiro Kosaka truly realized the power of words in the true sense.

Under the birth of this haiku, those memories began to shake like a marquee.

During this time...

I can't tell the tiredness and tiredness, and I can't leave the joy and disgust.

Listening to the encouragement from some so-called cronies around me, but I can imagine that they are saying bad things about themselves behind their backs, etc., watching myself fall like watching a drama.

So I gradually began to feel a deep fear of the paleness of words.

But he had to forgive Leng Se and embrace the bleak life.

After all, the body and the soul are out of touch, one is non-stop, and the other is hesitantly moving forward.

Often in the dim shadows, you can see the dying days of old age.

Isn't that walking on hell?
"Mr. Xiaoban? Mr. Xiaoban?"

Ji Chuan woke up Takehiro Kosaka, whose thoughts had gone somewhere.

After he saw the haiku, his whole body was like a hysterical attack, and his eyes were dull.

Ji Chuan was a little frightened.

He tried to wake him up, and if he couldn't, he considered asking his father for help.

But fortunately, Takehiro Kosaka was woken up.

"Mr. Kosaka, you look sad."

"Yes, I am sad."

"Then why are you so sad?"

In front of junior high school students who don't understand anything, Takehiro Kosaka seems to be able to let go of all his defenses and speak out very calmly.

"Because of life."

"Because of life?"

"Yes, life is a jerk, oh sorry, shouldn't have said these words in front of you, he is not suitable for your growth."

"Mr. Xiaoban, do you think I'm still a child? We'll talk about it in school." Ji Chuan suddenly approached Kosaka Takehiro's ear, his voice was very low, as if he was doing something bad : "Used to scold the teacher."

After finishing speaking, he quickly left there again, looked around nervously, and found that no one came in the room, so he relaxed a lot this time.

"My father doesn't know about this."

"I know, I will keep this secret for you."

Takehiro Kosaka smiled.

"So what happened to life?"

"Life never waved to you and said kindly: 'Come here, boy, let's reason together.'

Life will always do one thing.

That is a big mouth that knocks you to the ground, and then talks to you in a very sarcastic tone: "

Kosaka Takehiro waved at Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan understood, and quickly moved over.

Then, Takehiro Kosaka leaned close to Ji Chuan's ear, lowered his voice, and said, "Life will tell you, idiot, learn."

"Wait, can he really say idiot? This sounds a little dirtier than asshole."

"Yes, but in fact, he scolded even worse."

"Oh my god." Ji Chuan was surprised. He frowned, thought for a while, and said seriously: "This is very bad, it's too...dirty."

"So, he's a bad guy."

"That's right, he's a bad guy."

"Then, why not defeat the bad guys?" Ji Chuan clenched his fists, "Just like those knights."

Kosaka Takehiro wanted to say that this could not be defeated at all.

But seeing Ji Chuan's eyes full of admiration, Takehiro Kosaka swallowed his words and thought for a while: "You can try, but not everyone can be a knight..."

"Everyone's a knight."

A child who was seriously reading poetry, a child who told him in high spirits here to be his own knight...

Which one is he?
However, no one has ever brought him the feeling that a child brings.

Ok……

"is it okay?"

Kosaka Takehiro asked.

"It's about being a knight."

"There is only whether you want to or not, not whether you can."

Ji Chuan thought for a while and said seriously.

"You can, Mr. Kosaka, because you are alive."

people who came alive.

Maybe it means living in a catastrophe.

The arrogance that came out of nowhere.

What a strange feeling.

Takehiro Kosaka always thought it was strange, but he couldn't tell where it was strange.

Perhaps according to the fixed process, he should have cried a lot after reading this haiku, had a complete understanding, gained motivation from then on, and then said that even if life is messed up, it would be a big deal to sweep it away.

but……

In this way, this process was broken by Ji Chuan.

But one thing to say, it's not bad.

"However, if you want to cheer up... Is reality taking the top spot..."

"Ordinary people who survived catastrophe will become the most shining knights."

"Ah, yes... yes, yes."

Takehiro Kosaka smiled wryly.

It seems that all back roads are blocked.

That's it?

Just like that, depressed and unsuccessful, and then almost died, was rescued by someone, and was redeemed by a teenager?
What about this collection of poems?

Takehiro Kosaka set his sights on the cover of Dassaiya Haiku.

Silence for a while.

"So, can you give me this book?"

"of course can."

"It seems that it took a lot of effort to buy it, are you really willing?"

"Good things, to be shared together."

Really blown away by this guy.

Kosaka Takehiro's mouth twitched.

What else can I do.

It's all alive.

"Student Zi, what do you want to be in the future?"

Takehiro Kosaka felt much lighter.

"I, I want to be a great person."

"that's it?"

"Like the teacher in the small courtyard."

"Not being a knight?"

"Ah, the teacher of the small courtyard is more powerful than the knight."

What is the logic.

Takehiro Kosaka burst into laughter suddenly being teased by Ji Chuan.

"Mr. Kosaka, this is a very serious matter, please don't laugh."

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I just thought of something happy."

"Which haiku did you read just now?"

When Ji Chuan looked over, he muttered softly: In this world, it's like walking on hell and staring at the flowers.

Ok……

I can't read it a bit.

Maybe this is the teacher in the small courtyard.

Ji Chuan became more firm in his belief that in the future he would become an ordinary teacher of the small courtyard who is more powerful than a knight.

Just when the boy worshiped a writer, Takehiro Kosaka, who was lying on the bed, suddenly took a long breath.

Yes.

Isn't it just walking on hell and watching... flowers?

The so-called bottomless abyss, going down is also a long way to go.

(End of this chapter)