I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 89 Only He Treats Us as Human
#He always has kindness towards everyone#
The word "goodwill" was something that Kazuya Oshima thought about for a long time before he came up with it.

He has always believed that the group of writers is special.

They are not a class.

So they will not be like the so-called pity or pity.

Although this kind of sympathy and compassion seems to be an insignificant thing from the side of giving.

But it is very likely that for the receiving party, it is more like an act of trampling on dignity.

Although we have already lived to this point, what dignity do we need?

but……

In fact, those who often become homeless, or the kind of homeless Kanada Kanao, are precisely because the dignity in their hearts has not died.

So after thinking twice, Kazuya used the word "goodwill".

Because kindness has no burden, nor is it heavy, nor is it cumbersome.

After confirming everything, Kazuya Oshima decided to start promoting the book.

At the same time, he sent the sample book to Bei Daoju.

"Ms. Bei Dao should be useful, I think."

Seeing Bei Dao Kou's surprised eyes, Oshima Kazu was also very satisfied.

It is always said that the relationship between the editor and the author is very good.

Generally speaking, it is the kind of existence with a deep understanding.

So he still knows Bei Daoju very well.

"Mr. Oshima, did you make a special trip just to give away this sample book?"

The foal has been waiting for the following.

But it seems that Kazuya Oshima didn't intend to continue talking.

"Yes, otherwise?"

He also always felt that he had something to say.

"No... nothing, thank you."

Oshima Kazu also waved his hand, this matter is actually nothing.

After watching his back completely disappear, Koma's face recovered.

Is the sun coming out from the west this time?

But before he could turn around and go upstairs, Oshima Kazuya's voice sounded weakly behind him.

"That... Teacher Bei Dao."

Turn around and find him leaning against the door frame.

"I just forgot one thing."

Ju's hanging heart finally let go.

What should come is still coming.

"That's... when is the next manuscript?"

"Teacher Oshima?"

"what?"

"You said... go to a remote place, buy one house and one house, according to my current funds, is it okay?"

"Of course...no problem. You can even buy it in Tokyo when the manuscript fee is settled."

"Ok."

"Wait...why do you think of going to other places, then I can't find you?"

The only response to Oshima Kazuya was Komato's back going up the stairs without looking back.

"Teacher Bei Dao?"

"Wait, Teacher Bei Dao?"

"Daifu, I just bought a Daifuku."

……

"I don't quite understand it."

A book friend looked at the promotional slogan posted by Xinchao and said: "He has always been kind to everyone."

"This him, is the teacher of the small courtyard, right?"

The crowd nodded.

no problem.

It says Kazuki Xiaoyuan's new work.

"Then." He pointed to the other side: "This... the title of the book."

Everyone looked at the long string of book titles.

Then everyone's eyes were focused on the words: decide to die.

They were stunned.

There is a question in everyone's mind.

Kindness = go to hell.

This... I always feel that it is not something that can be equated.

"Don't tell me any other interpretations.

Last time, the bastard who said that the only way to lose the qualifications to be a human being is to let go of the shackles and appreciate the beauty in life.

It was he who misled everyone.

If I hadn't been caught by someone, maybe I would have jumped down with that group of people too.

During this time, the concrete road downstairs was all red!
Red!
Do you know what concept?

Able to dye asphalt red.

I figured if I got caught, I'd be the first to disembowel him. "

The man gritted his teeth with hatred.

The virtual hammer of his fist is on the poster.

"So, I won't believe a word anymore."

He pointed to the poster and said, "I'd rather read Snow Country again, and I wouldn't buy it."

"Konuma Kohei, but he is Kazuki Koinu."

Kouma Kohei frowned: "Of course I know he is Kazuki Koinou."

"Aside from him, who else can send a large group of people to Snow Country with just a few strokes?"

He swung his arms in a big circle.

"The same is true for him. A story that is neither long nor short can make people die."

There was a burst of fear in everyone's eyes.

The sequelae of disqualification in the world are too great.

Even if someone dissects the positive connotation of this book.

Magnify the so-called love millions of times to say.

But, in fact, even if you look at it with this point of view, or with good psychological expectations, you can't help but fall into it.

I can't pull it out at all.

Kohei Kouma shook his head.

He can't be regarded as a real fan of Xiaoyuan Kazuki.

Become a fan from the snow country, and then disqualify and lose the fan in the world.

It's so natural.

Anyway, for such a title, he would never buy it.

Such a scene is not accidental.

They used to love this man named Kazuki Xiaoyuan deeply.

But Naihe was hurt too deeply by him.

So much so that now, when I see that name, I feel like a god of death with a scythe in his hand.

"Is this the one?"

"It looks like it is."

"Didn't you see, Misaki Kaneda?"

"so good."

There were several strange voices from around.

In fact, without looking sideways, you can smell the smell that is not very good.

More or less with an acidic pungent smell.

There is only one place for this taste.

garbage dump.

So if it is a human being.

That's the bum.

Sure enough, I turned my head and saw a few homeless men standing in front of the poster and pointing.

The smell on their body was already disgusting, so the moment they appeared, everyone around them frowned and walked away.

Konuma Kohei also stepped back a few steps.

Originally wanted to leave.

He heard the homeless men discussing.

"Sure enough, being able to be written into a book by the writer teacher is amazing."

"Yeah, now that bastard blows up."

……

"Wait, you say, is this a true story?"

Kohei Konuma asked from a distance.

But the tramp ignored him.

"Yeah, that bastard is already a celebrity."

"Let me tell you, even if it's a celebrity, then it's a celebrity bum."

This sentence caused the homeless people to burst into laughter.

"Hey, are you guys answering my question?"

Kohei Konuma was a little annoyed.

This is clearly ignoring yourself.

A mere bum...

"Look."

"I'll just say it."

"Yes."

They ignored it again.

Discuss there on your own.

"So, otherwise, how can you say you are a writer teacher?"

"Yeah, only he will look at us as human beings."

(End of this chapter)