I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 78
"and you?"

Matsubayashi Hideko looked at Ju curiously.

Perhaps it was because Kazuki Xiaoyuan's words made the two of them know each other.

Or it could be said that the person in front of him was like a person who fulfilled all the fantasies about Xiaoyuan Kazuki.

At least that's what she felt from Kazuki Xiaoyuan's words.

Subconsciously feel distressed, and subconsciously want to get closer.

Not to comfort his soul, which is densely covered with wounds.

But to be able to breathe the smell of that sad and lonely soul.

"Bei Dao." Ju paused: "Bei Dao Ju."

"Mr. Kitajima. Hello."

Matsubayashi Hideko said with a generous smile.

She has a good impression of this person who praised her for her good haiku writing.

Although it is very likely to be flattery, at least people boasted.

There is nothing better than being recognized by others for what you like.

"Is Mr. Kitajima from Tokyo?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Because compared to us foreigners, Mr. Bei Dao's face is much less anxious about hurrying along." Xiuzi gestured towards her bag.

It contained some of her daily necessities.

"Probably." Kuma didn't know whether he was a qualified Tokyo native.

In terms of residence, it should be.

But this sentence counts, making Matsubayashi Hideko smile.

This answer is quite interesting.

It seems that this Mr. Bei Daoju is much more interesting than some other people.

Thinking of this, she had to wonder whether the haiku he praised her was sincere or not.

It seems that after the chatterbox is opened, it is quite chatty.

"Miss Matsubayashi?" Kuma knew that this place was not far from the station.

Some people are travelers in different places, if they like reading books very much.

After reading the books I carried with me in the car, when I got out of the station, I would immediately buy a book and continue it as if I was addicted to cigarettes.

"Yeah, I just arrived in Tokyo today." Hideko put the slightly slipped bag back on her shoulder, then grabbed the shoulder strap of the bag with one hand, and with a little force, it was extremely firm and would not slip off easily.

"I'm from Jinggang."

"Is it Shizuoka?"

"Izu, a very beautiful place."

Xiuzi tilted her head, gently supporting her body up and down with her toes:

"Because of Snow Country, Niigata Prefecture was known by many people.

But Izu is definitely a good place.

I really hope that the teachers of the small courtyard can go there once. "

"So Ms. Matsubayashi will live in Tokyo in the future?"

"I don't know." Hideko said with an open-minded smile, "Maybe, who doesn't yearn for big cities, but I also like Izu very much.

So this time, if I can succeed, I will stay in Tokyo.

If it fails, I will go back to Izu.

Although it is not as prosperous as the metropolis, I think that in Izu, my soul must be full.

It is good to have a prosperous metropolis, but what do those so-called feasting and feasting have to do with us? "

Xiuzi looked very openly, and she pointed to the people coming and going on the street:

"I get up before dawn in the morning, and it's already late when I get off work.

Those colorful neon lights can only be seen, but cannot be touched.

So... the prosperity of the metropolis is out of reach for some people.

They have become the cornerstone, cannot leave, can only look up. "

Having said that, Hideko snorted lightly: "Izu is completely different."

Ju didn't make a sound, he was listening all the time.

It seems that during this period of time, he has never been exposed to such remarks.

Whether it's Okawa Masato, Kaneda Mitsuo, or Kosaka Takehiro who just said goodbye.

Although they are free, they have paid more or less a sacrifice.

But Miss Matsubayashi.

She seems to be the kind of free under such rules.

Although she was burdened with something, it didn't seem to have any effect on her.

Her attitude towards the world, maybe...it should be described as open-minded and optimistic.

"So... Mr. Bei Dao, can I trouble you with one thing?"

Hideko Matsubayashi interrupted Koma's thinking.

Then I saw her looking at him with that sunny smile as always and saying:
"I don't know where the trend is, so... If you know Mr. Bei Dao, is it okay?"

"Well... as a token of gratitude, I will give this to Mr. Kitajima.

Please don't say no, my humble thanks. "

What Xiuzi handed over was a puppet.

It is engraved with the words pine forest.

"This is my father, after knowing that I came to Tokyo, he specially carved it for me to pray for blessings."

"But this is for your blessing."

"Isn't he playing his role now?"

Xiuzi's voice is very nice.

Not very waxy, but very soft.

It sounds like a spring breeze is blowing.

Xiuzi said that the blessing of this object is to bless her to realize her dream.

And now her dream is to find new trends.

Then try submitting.

The horse hesitated.

Then, with the encouragement in Xiuzi's eyes, he accepted this handicraft.

"Why did Ms. Matsubayashi choose to become a writer?"

On the way there, the two chatted.

"Because I like it, I just want to write down the scenery I saw and the things I encountered in words."

"Is there no deeper meaning?"

"I don't think I can reach that level." Xiuzi pulled her hair behind her ears, revealing her smooth face.

"I just want to write about beauty. As for the so-called redemption and guidance, it's too troublesome."

"I just need to know that the world is beautiful."

Xiuzi walked without rush or slowness, just like her character, she seemed to be very peaceful all the time.

Do not fight or grab.

She said she didn't want to be a bystander.

I want to be more of a participant.

Get up in the morning and find that the sun is very good, so record it.

I encountered an unlucky thing today, um... write it down too.

Oops, I suddenly want to eat Omakase at night, so I have to write it down.

It would be even better if there were two more strings of lanterns.

Whether these words are nutritious or not, she does not know.

But what she knows is that this is called life.

Trendy isn't far behind.

After pointing to her from a distance that is the gate of Xinchao, Ju didn't go any further.

"Ah, thank you very much. It seems that my father's blessing has come true."

"Then, I wish you all the best!"

Ju knew that according to her level, there would be no problem with submitting manuscripts.

There is no need to send it any further.

at the same time……

Even if she didn't make an appointment, her manuscript would appear on the editor's desk.

Because there is also a person who is as gentle as a god there.

(End of this chapter)