I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 94 came into being
"Mr. Jintian passed away."

"But it was very peaceful, when I left."

"The cat was lying in his arms at the time."

"It's not clear who left first."

This is what Hideko said when she met Kou when she came to the Ito's tavern for dinner.

Everyone is sorry for the departure of Mr. Jintian.

"He is clearly such a kind-hearted person who loves life..."

This sentence is actually familiar to everyone who has attended a funeral.

Because whoever it is is going to say those things at a memorial service.

as a tribute to the deceased.

and so.

For Mr. Kaneda, maybe it doesn't matter whether this sentence is true or not.

The important thing is that someone will come to his funeral.

This is something I never thought about.

If he knew, maybe he would show that very surprised expression.

When this expression appears, the wrinkles on his face will be stretched wide, which is used to show everyone that he is very old.

"Anyone still remember me?"

"I think after I die, I will be forgotten immediately."

He must have said so.

"Do you feel sorry?"

Ju asked Xiuzi.

But Xiuzi shook her head.

"There will be such a day."

After she finished speaking, after a while, she added: "It doesn't matter who it is."

"But, this should have been a perfect ending, why did you let him die?" Boss Ito felt that the literary quality in his tavern had soared during this period.

Because people who come to drink in the store are discussing things about that man called Kaneda from time to time.

"Isn't this ending perfect?" Xiuzi suddenly turned her head and stared at Boss Ito.

He was startled by the sudden look, and his tone began to weaken: "But, did you leave in the end?"

"But before he left, he fell in love with this world again. So there is no regret or numbness in his heart."

Seeing Boss Ito's stupefied look, Hideko changed her expression: "It's true that he passed away, but do you still remember him?"

Boss Ito nodded.

"Then after a few years, you may forget. But this book will always be handed down."

Xiuzi pointed to the book he brought and said, "So he will never forget it, just like those poems handed down from ancient times, they have been praised, read, and comprehended by others."

"This is why many people envy Mr. Jintian, or this is why everyone respects the writer."

Having said that, everyone in the tavern subconsciously fell silent.

They were all waiting for the next words of this girl named Matsubayashi Hideko.

She is also a legend.

Came from Izu, and then established a strong foothold in Tokyo.

By the way, this is also a writer.

Sensing the eyes of everyone present, Xiuzi took a sip of water slightly.

For these alcoholics, it is of no use to talk about the nature or meaning of life.

They have their own way of life.

Instead of telling them how to live and how to live, it is better to give them a few bottles of wine.

The starting point of their reading may be a little simpler.

Just interested in this story.

Look at a person who was going to die, but failed to die, and finally died of old age.

As for other loves or dislikes, the core of these other people's pursuit is not bullshit to them.

Perhaps we should explain the significance of this book from a more utilitarian perspective.

She thought about it, and then, under everyone's expectant eyes, slowly spit out a few words: "He, this name, this person, was endowed with immortality by the writer."

The people present were stunned.

immortal?

Xiuzi knew that this term was a bit too high-end.

"It means that in the days to come, he will become a symbol."

"When everyone talks about the word kindness, they may subconsciously think of Kaneda Mikio.

And when people think of how to love the world, they also think of Mikio Kaneda.

So, no matter what happens in the future, no matter how much time passes, this name will not be forgotten.

In the simplest terms, the name Mikio Kanada is equivalent to the existence of those gods or historical celebrities. "

"Just because of a book?"

Some people don't quite believe it.

Isn't it idiotic to want to leave a name in history?

Just because of a book?

"Yes, just because of a book."

All of a sudden, the breathing of everyone, including Boss Ito, became extremely hot.

They didn't drink much, but their faces were flushed.

That was the most intuitive reaction of the blood flowing wildly throughout the body after the heartbeat accelerated.

A tramp can leave his name in history.

Boss Ito thought.

If my own tavern is also written into the works by the writer, does it mean that the name of this tavern will also become an indelible light in the long river of history.

inherited.

The extremely difficult inheritance started in an instant.

Just a few simple words.

At this moment, they had the most intuitive understanding of writers.

They just knew that such a group was very powerful.

They enjoy the respect of all.

But why is he respected, or why should he be respected.

They don't know.

But now, they know.

It turned out that they were such a great group of people.

Great enough to set off a climax for history with a pen.

At this moment, no one cared about what the implication of Jintian Qiannan was.

No one will pay attention to what kind of viewpoint this book wants to express.

All they know is one thing.

That is, this tramp living at the bottom of society can become immortal.

What about them?
They are much better than bums.

So why are tramps written into books by writers.

Is it because he loves life?
So this group of simple-minded people felt that they had already grasped a truth.

That is, as long as you love life enough, you may be written into the book by the writer.

Then be with that tramp, no, even surpass that tramp, and become an everlasting light in the long river of history.

correct.

What did the writer say.

immortal.

Yes, become immortal.

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Xiuzi said softly in her heart: "So, this is the literature admired by everyone."

"This is the huge wave that a famous artist can make with a wave of his hand."

Look at the group of excited drinkers.

"So this neon needs an ideological benchmark."

Thinking of this, Xiuzi held her chin and raised her head slightly.

"So, did he really come into being?"

(End of this chapter)