I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 55 Home?Don't count.

After looking for the editor-in-chief, Oshima Kazu was also a little confused when he returned to his desk.

This time the editor-in-chief delegated authority too quickly.

It's like rehearsing beforehand.

Before he said anything, he waved his hand and said: Do it.

how to say.

On top of the handling of the snow country before, this can indeed reduce a lot of unnecessary processes.

But now this book is different.

I originally thought that the two big guns in my hand could directly establish the absolute status of Trendy.

But now it seems that this can no longer be called a gun.

a cannon.

Boom.

Blast a huge hole directly.

Oshima Kazu also thought about it.

This thing has to be done slowly.

At least until those guys come back from their drunkenness.

Since he is uncomfortable.

Well, sorry.

Let's all suffer together.

No one should run away.

Oshima Kazuya also put the file bag into the safe.

He felt that Ju's writing would become more and more powerful in the future, so he specially prepared a safe to store Ju's original manuscripts.

After dealing with some squeezed work at hand, he carried his backpack and walked towards the tavern of Ito's house.

After a while, someone has come back.

When Kazuya Oshima arrived, the alcoholic was already blushing in the tavern and started talking about his dreamlike trip.

Boss Ito listened with great interest.

Seeing Oshima Kazuya, he quickly walked over.

"Mr. Oshima, I heard you went too?"

Then he lowered his voice, as if he was overheard: "Did they say that the geisha there are really good-looking?"

"I heard that she is a woman you can't see in Tokyo, her skin is ridiculously white, like snow, and her voice is very gentle.

It is said that the shamisen itself has a smell of snow.

And the drinks there..."

Seeing Boss Ito's expectant eyes, Oshima Kazuya shook his head hesitantly: "I haven't seen a geisha, who did you hear from?"

When Boss Ito heard this, his eyes darkened for a moment, and then he pouted towards the loud speaker who was surrounded by everyone.

"that person."

The person who spoke was flushed and reeked of alcohol.

The strong smell of wine can be smelled from far away.

It seemed that he wanted to sprinkle the smell all over the room directly with his voice.

"He went?"

This person has had impressions before.

"I don't know, but it did disappear for a while."

Boss Ito recalled that the business in the store was really bad these days, and when asked, it meant that many people rushed towards that place.

It's just that this is a group of guys who can't afford to drink sometimes.

Where can so much money be spent looking for snow country?

After listening to it for a while, it seemed a bit boring.

That person was nothing more than saying some repetitive words, just a few words over and over again.

Maybe he just made an excuse to say that he was looking for Snow Country, but he actually hid at home for a few days.

Spending a lot of effort is nothing more than getting a chance under the spotlight.

Compared to this person who has always yearned for the spotlight, Bei Dao Kou is...

and many more?

What about others?
Looking around, the original figure who shuttled between several tables was gone.

It was Boss Ito who took on what Kitajima Koma did.

It's like going back to before.

"Where's the boy?" Oshima Kazuya asked Boss Ito as if he had accidentally noticed Kitajima Koma missing.

"Young man, I said that I want to go out for a walk during this time." Boss Ito wiped his sweat: "I asked him to go out for a walk a long time ago and stay in the store all day. At such a good age, he will Out of boredom and sickness."

"And it is said that he remembered something, and his relatives from afar sent money over." When Boss Ito talked about this, he was very happy.

Like he's doing a good thing.

If you help a person when he is at his worst, isn't that saving his life?

This is a great thing.

God will definitely remember it.

Sending money from distant relatives?
Oshima Kazuya suddenly understood.

Mostly it's about royalties.

I don't want to reveal the source of the money, so I can only find an excuse to rely on that distant relative who doesn't exist.

Although I don't know the specific situation of Bei Daoju.

But Oshimakazu also knew whether he had any distant relatives.

When signing the relevant agreement, he did not leave anyone's name and phone number in the emergency contact column.

That's what Kitajima Koma said at the time.

"I'm all alone now."

"Is it because there is no one around?"

The lady in charge of signing the agreement asked.

Kitajima Koma didn't answer, but looked at Kazuya Oshima aside as if to help.

How could he not understand this look.

"If it doesn't work, just fill me in."

"But..." The lady hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Oshima, you are the responsible editor..."

"His situation is rather special."

Oshima Kazu couldn't bear to see Bei Daoju like this.

With his head down, he looked more helpless than anyone else.

That's when he realized it.

It turns out that the reason why he is not happy to mention his hometown may be that in this world, he is really just a person.

……

But generally speaking, it's good that Ju has such an idea of ​​wanting to go out for a walk.

"So did he say where he went?"

"Where are you going?" Boss Ito tried hard to recall, "I didn't say anything."

"did not say?"

"Leave now?"

"In the afternoon."

At night... where can he go?
Kitajima Kou actually didn't know where he should go.

Just had an idea to go out for a walk.

But the moment he really stepped out of the tavern door, he was at a loss.

I thought about backing down.

But looking at the feet that had been lifted in the air, he hesitated for a long time before slowly falling down.

Instinctively walked towards the shrine.

It's just that the air at night is somewhat humid.

Liangyi found a gap and desperately burrowed in.

He turned and looked at the lights of the tavern behind him.

It seemed very similar to the scene when I just came here.

The whole world is strange and barren to me.

Although there were many people coming and going on the street, to Bei Daoju, it looked more like a monster in human skin.

But now that it's out...

But okay.

At least I have a place to go back to.

Ito Tavern...

Kitajima Koma stood next to the shrine and looked towards Ito Tavern.

The light from the tavern lantern merged with the street lamp, although it was a little unclear, but he knew it was there.

It was a feeling of being at home all of a sudden.

"So... home?" He murmured, then shook his head: "Maybe it's not counted."

As for where to go tomorrow?
The first generation said that if you are confused, you can go to Sensoji Temple to ask for a lottery, and the gods will tell you the answer.

……

(End of this chapter)