I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 66
"It seems that there are a lot fewer people coming recently."

Boss Ito was leaning on a pillar in the middle of the room with a toothpick in his mouth.

"Is there a new book?"

He turned his head to look at the first generation sitting beside him.

Last time it was because of a book that caused a crazy tourist frenzy.

He had never seen a book that had such an impact.

Could it be because of a book again this time?

"Where did they go this time?"

The first generation didn't know how to answer this question from their father.

This thing is a bit troublesome to explain.

It seems that there are not a few people who have chosen to end their lives because of this book.

After thinking for a while, I remembered the words of that senior: "They went to find themselves."

"Find yourself?"

This sounds a bit literary, but for a person who works at the cooking table every day, it is really difficult to fully understand it.

But this did not prevent him from writing down this sentence.

After silently mumbling a few times, Boss Ito didn't ask any more questions.

Maybe if you ask again, you won't be able to find anything.

But subconsciously, he began to be full of curiosity about the writer named Kazuki Koin.

According to the first generation, this writer turned out to be a genius.

Maybe it's because the gods are alive.

In the evening, there are very few people coming to the tavern as usual.

But the alcoholic who said to buy books before appeared.

It seemed that he was in a bad state of mind. When he walked into the store, he sat crookedly on a chair with a gloomy expression.

"Today..." He hesitated: "Forget it, I won't drink today."

"Aren't you going to drink something today?"

Boss Ito was very surprised to see this guy who was usually addicted to alcohol, but he chose not to drink this time.

"No, I won't drink it." He looked a little scared when he saw the wine, "I don't want to be Yozo Oba."

"Oba Yozo?" Boss Ito was taken aback.

Who is this?
Why never heard of it.

"As long as I drink, I will become Oba Yozo."

He shuddered when he said this.

It could be seen that the alcoholic's eyes were full of fear.

At this moment, he was a bit unable to understand those people who praised Xiaoyuan Kazuki.

What is there to brag about.

That man is simply an executioner, very scary.

Thinking of that rotten person, the alcoholic couldn't help but feel terrified.

He was afraid of being labeled as a bad person.

Boss Ito asked suddenly: "Didn't you go with them to find yourself?"

Looking for yourself?

The alcoholic looked at Boss Ito in horror, do you know what it is to find yourself?
Those who are looking for themselves, he does not know whether they have found themselves, but one thing is certain, that is, at least they can start the next life immediately.

The door of the tavern was pushed open again.

This time it was Oshima Kazuya who entered.

Seeing Oshima Kazuya, Boss Ito's face was overjoyed: "Mr. Oshima, haven't you gone to find yourself?"

"Many people have been looking for themselves during this time. No, you see, so many drinking guests didn't come."

After Oshima Kazuya heard Boss Ito's words, his expression became very strange.

I don't know where this guy learned it from.

"Boss Ito, you mean looking for yourself?"

Oshima Kazu was also a little uncertain, so he asked carefully.

"Yes, find yourself."

"..."

"You said, when will they come back?"

Boss Ito always felt that the teacher who was an editor must know.

Although these alcoholics are addicted to alcohol on weekdays.

But in any case, the tavern business is still supported by them.

So if others want to be prejudiced against them, Boss Ito has nothing at all.

When will be back.

Oshima Kazu also smiled wryly.

"I don't know that."

In fact, he underestimated the influence of disqualification in the world, or in other words, underestimated the morbidity of this society.

As someone continues to sink.

They cannot bear such a huge mental gap.

More and more people choose to die because of reading the book.

So some people began to attack disqualification in the world and even attack trendy people.

They call Disqualification in the World an evil book.

This situation is getting worse.

Oshima Kazuya was under a lot of psychological pressure.

Then when he raised his head, he saw the alcoholic beside him.

He didn't drink, but sat on the table with a sad face, not knowing what to write.

"Have you also watched Disqualification in the World?"

Seeing that the well-respected editor teacher took the initiative to talk to him, he quickly got up and bowed in response: "Yes, Mr. Oshima."

"How do you feel?"

"I feel... very scared, as if writing about myself, there is a kind of..." He frowned, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

"So, do you think the original intention of Disqualification in the World is to let everyone die?"

"Could it be... such a rotten person, isn't it us?"

"But do you feel yourself exactly like him?"

"It doesn't seem to be the same."

Oshima Kazu also took a sip of his wine, and exhaled heavily: "So actually, Teacher Xiaoyuan's intention is not to let everyone die or that everyone will become such a bad person."

"His original intention was to cover the bottom line."

The first generation on the side has been listening all the time, and at this time she repeated: "Back to the bottom?"

"Yes, the bottom line." Oshima Kazuya nodded emphatically: "People like Oba Yozo are loving life well, why don't we?
He chose to commit suicide because he had defiled the purest life.

Then we, aren't we much better than Oba Yozo, we are far from as bad as him, and even in many places we just feel similar.

So we are not him, and we will not be him.

Because we all dread being him.

So we did not defile life.

We should live better.

No?
The teacher in the small courtyard wrote down all the consequences.

So we can all feel the pain of all the consequences in advance.

And this pain prevents us from rushing all the way to degeneration. "

Hearing this, the alcoholic's eyes twitched.

"So we should thank Mr. Okawa even more."

"Mr. Okawa? Is it Masato Okawa?"

The alcoholic suddenly remembered that the person who had always been the butt of jokes among his group seemed to be very similar to Oba Yozo.

"Could it be..."

He seems to have thought of something.

The alcoholic looked at Kazuya Oshima with disbelief in his eyes.

"Yes."

Oshima Kazu also knew what he wanted to say.

"Isn't it written in the book?"

Is it written in the book?

The drunkard shook his head.

When reading a book, I only remember fear, but forget the passage written at the back of the book.

He remembered that there were.

　It's been running for a day.

　　As for why it would run away, I don't really understand.

　　My head was also dizzy all the time.

　　The state is very bad.

　　Should be able to recover a bit tomorrow.

　　The owed updates will be made up slowly.

　　I will also start to prepare some manuscripts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)