I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 59 These Things About Cats (To Supplement Yesterday's)
There was silence again under the bridge tunnel.

The wind is blowing gently, but it can't blow the thoughts that are flying.

This heavy atmosphere firmly suppressed everything.

Only the cat's coquettish cry echoed, causing ripples on the river.

"I think if it's Teacher Bei Dao, he should be someone worthy of entrustment."

Mitsuo Kaneda chuckled, a smile squeezed out of his dark face, revealing a few teeth, which were messily inserted on the soft and red gums.

Looking at the decent coat on him, maybe the most decent clothes.

In this way, wearing the most decent clothes, he went to pray for others to do things.

It is the most important thing to entrust yourself.

Perhaps the remaining dignity, what made him blurt out was the exchange, not the please.

He appears to be alive.

Like, dead.

However, it seems to be alive again.

As he spoke, Mitsuo Kaneda coughed a few times.

The broken bellows roared, it sounded like a hole in the lungs, and the whistling sound was a bit scary.

But he always looked at Bei Dao Kou with respect.

He was waiting for Kitajima Koma's answer.

Bei Daoju has always felt that he is a lonely ghost, wandering back and forth in this bustling street.

There is nothing in this world worth entrusting, and nothing worth remembering.

At this time, entrust the cat to him as if entrusting him with funeral affairs.

He felt a little heavy.

When he was about to speak, the cat in Mitsuo Kaneda's arms meowed a few times.

After hearing this, Mitsuo Kaneda got up and bowed to Ju with apology: "Mr. Bei Dao, I don't need your immediate agreement.

Of course, Teacher Bei Dao didn't need to agree.

Maybe these are just some rude requests from an impertinent little old man. "

Mikio Kaneda said the cat was hungry.

He is going to buy something for the cat.

He usually goes to the convenience store.

If Mr. Bei Dao is willing, you can tell the clerk, because it is not suitable for people like Mr. Bei Dao to come here.

It's too cluttered here.

Perhaps it was because he felt that Bei Daoju was unlikely to agree to his request. When he left, he felt a lot of loneliness.

It's not that Ju doesn't want to agree.

But he felt that he could not give one.
"He will always be like this. His temper here is exactly the same as that of the writer teacher after he came."

"Stubborn, eccentric, mean."

A voice came from behind, just after Mikio Kaneda left.

It was the bums who had taunted him before.

Run out of the tent, dressed in their best clothes.

He kept bowing and apologizing to Kitajima Koma, muttering words like sorry for the interruption.

"Why do you say he is..."

The foal answered their call

This action caused everyone to exclaim.

They kept saying thanks.

Thanks for giving them the dignity that hasn't died yet but disappeared long ago.

Seeing this scene, they suddenly felt that maybe Misaki Kaneda had found the right person.

"He, he came here five years ago, teacher writer."

An old man wearing a felt hat showed his yellow teeth, tried his best to put on a smile and bowed to the horse.

"Before, he was a very outstanding president."

"Then, maybe it's because the lover died."

Before he could finish speaking, a middle-aged man wearing three pairs of trousers came up next to him, his bloated lower limbs made his walking extremely funny.

"It's a big deal to marry again, but this idiot gave up everything.

come here.

When I first came here, I was making noise all day long.

But, a dead person is a big deal, we don't want to be noticed, so we always save him. "

Several people talked in a hurry.

The sun is gradually reclining.

The sunshine at the beginning of spring is a little thicker than the coolness of winter.

Originally, I wanted to support the vitality that had been suppressed by the heavy snow for many days.

But it fell powerlessly again.

In this gloomy time, these people tell about a person's past.

"He, he has tried all kinds of death methods, but we destroyed them all." They laughed a few times, and didn't feel that they had done a great thing at all.

"We asked him, as for?

But teacher writer, you know what this idiot says? "

There was a mockery on everyone's face: "He said, his wife fights for everything good, for her children, for the family, for him. And he will only fight for her.

Because in this world, only she is worthy of his struggle. "

"What a stupid statement, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes. What do you mean, Teacher Writer?"

"Normal people would not say this sentence. What are feelings? They are just a bunch of useless things."

The sun begins to dip and then moves closer to the water's edge.

The light circles.
"These are just claims made by a stubborn and paranoid jerk.

I only love one person in my life.

He also said that since she and the child left, he was like a rusty chain that couldn't turn at all. "

"It's really ridiculous to talk about such illusory things in this era."

"And then?" Bei Daoju sighed heavily.

He felt heavy.

A previously dead emotion is slowly emerging.

"Later, there was the cat. He said that the cat was his lover.

Especially seeing that kitten. "

"Maybe because of that cat, he didn't kill himself again.

It's just that I gave the cat all the hard-earned money.

It's ridiculous, a person who can usually be beaten to death for a bottle, would spend so much money for that cat.

We are not allowed to approach yet.

But really, the cat only got close to him.

It's really like, his..."

The voice of the speaker is getting smaller and smaller.

Funny to say.

Although Mikio Kaneda did some ridiculous things.

But it seems that compared with them, it seems less absurd.

To have a cat is to have a life.

People who had been dying before suddenly began to live a good life.

With the so-called leisure and leisure, raising cats does not seem to be the life of a tramp.

On the other hand, they have always been homeless and have never undergone a qualitative change.

The reason why they usually laugh at Kazuo Kaneda may be because his spiritual world is extremely rich, but theirs is just barren.

There was peace under the bridge again.

Kitajima Koma lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Others are not easy to disturb, they can only stand on the ground and look at each other.

After a long while, I saw Mitsuo Kaneda coming from a distance with the cat in his arms.

The sun was paved on the gravel road, and it also shone on the face of Mitsuo Kaneda.

Look over here.

His face lost the intentional flattery, and turned to a faint satisfaction.

The moment Mikio Kaneda saw Kitajima Koma, joy flooded his face, and he stumbled towards Koma.

(End of this chapter)