I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 71 Oranges
Carrying luggage at the station?
Everyone was taken aback by Takehiro Kosaka's words.

How did he find it.

But then he thought of the reason why he came here, and he was relieved.

Others chose to become homeless after being desperate.

As for Takehiro Kosaka, he didn't know where he heard the news, saying that someone here knew a writer.

Then he ran over all the way, and he just waited for him.

Such a small probability thing can actually happen, which opened the eyes of the people around.

After completing what he wanted to accomplish, Takehiro Kosaka seemed very happy.

Even staying here for an extra minute seems less than willing.

After waving goodbye to everyone, and then bowing deeply to Bei Daoju, he put on his red hat and ran away quickly.

Such an energetic feeling is what dreads the homeless people the most.

They fear it because it doesn't fit in with their lives.

It makes them feel as if there is hope in life.

Such a hope is like a scourge, which makes people fearful.

After chatting here for a while, Koma and the first generation got up and said goodbye.

What was different from before was that this time all of them stood under the bridge and waved goodbye.

"It seems that the horse made them a little bit alive."

The first generation covered his mouth and smiled.

"Maybe it's Takehiro Kosaka, it's rare to have these passions, at least not in that kind of place."

Ku looked at the letter in his hand, and the first generation asked from the side: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

But Kou didn't answer, but asked the first generation a question instead.

"Did you hear just now, did Mr. Kosaka say which station he was helping people carry luggage at?"

"He didn't say it." The first generation recalled, it seemed that not long after he said this, he ran away excitedly.

Everything happened so fast that it was impossible to react.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, just thinking that if there is fate, maybe we can meet later."

After Ku said this, the first generation remembered: "When Ku came out before, did you come here?"

Looking at the route along the way, she couldn't help being a little curious:
"At first, I thought I had gone to a place far away, so I didn't come back at night.

Since this is the case, why don't you go home to live at night? "

live at home?
Kuma instinctively wants to refute, where is home.

But then it occurred to him that Yuriko was still in the room and had been out for such a long time, so he didn't know how it was doing now.

"Ms. Ueno once said that home is not a definition, but a thought."

The first generation leaned slightly to Koma's side from the side.

She likes the smell of the foal very much.

Although I can't tell what it smells like, it always smells good.

After smelling it, I feel inexplicably at ease.

Ju didn't expect her to get so close.

When they turned their heads, the hot breath of the two people collided.

They both felt each other's extremely hot breath.

Then the two looked at each other and fell silent in unison.

It's too close.

The foal didn't move yet, but the first generation moved a little away.

Then the voice was as subtle as a mosquito: "It's just that home never means that there is my house there, or that it is where I usually live, so it can be called home."

"It's just that in that place, no matter where you go, you will always miss it. That is the real home."

After speaking, the first generation took a step back, half a body behind Bei Daoju.

Looking at Ju's thin profile, she said in a very low voice, "Actually, you can call it your home."

But the horse didn't hear that.

What he was more concerned about at the moment was which station Takehiro Kosaka went to.

Because it's about what's next.

Although the previous trip did not go very far, it was very fruitful.

Therefore, if you can go out for a walk at the right time, it may be a completely different experience.

If you plan to travel next time, maybe you will walk outside through the station.

Take a trip further afield.

Of course, being able to meet familiar people in the station will definitely make the mood more beautiful.

Therefore, I hope to meet that very distinctive red hat in the nearby station.

On the way back, there was no change in the rain.

But the wind gradually started to die down.

The rain no longer has the cheek to squeeze into the umbrella.

This makes it easier for the two of them.

When passing by an alley, I saw a girl coming out from inside.

She didn't open an umbrella either, just like that, walking in the rain with her arms around her body.

The hair was tightly stuck to the face due to the infiltration of rain, making the whole face look extraordinarily petite.

It was not very clear from a distance.

But after getting closer, I realized that the girl was morbidly thin.

In this era, there are many people who can't afford to eat.

Originally, I had already prepared for this deep in my heart, but after seeing the child doing the same, I inevitably felt a little unbearable.

After seeing Ju and the first generation standing not far away, she didn't go out, but found a roof that could slightly shelter from the rain and hid in sideways.

Tilting his head slightly outward, he silently looked at Ju and the first generation.

"She seems to be afraid of us?"

The first generation pulled Ju to the side: "Stop standing here, you will scare people."

She could see the fear in the girl's eyes.

Koma originally wanted to take another look, but was dragged away by the first generation.

He always felt that this girl had a very special temperament.

Sure enough, just a few steps away, I heard a few calls from behind.

There were voices of little boys and little girls.

They were chirping like sparrows on telephone poles.

The original patter of rain was broken.

"Sister, sister."

Listen to the voice.

They should have surrounded the girl and expressed all their best love for her.

Ju originally thought of going back and taking a look.

But was pulled by the first generation.

"See what people are doing?"

"Thought something?"

"what?"

The first generation looked at Kou suspiciously.

Always thought he was talking nonsense.

But looking at his very serious expression, it seems that he is not joking.

But the first generation still didn't let him go back.

It's just that the voices of the group of children gradually came from behind.

Getting closer and closer to them.

Then they also heard clearly what the children said.

They are being coquettish.

To their sister.

"Sister, we want to eat oranges."

"Yes, sister, if you have oranges, can you give them to us?"

"tangerinr?"

(End of this chapter)