I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 99
When he was about to recover, Oshima Kazu also got what he wanted as he wished.

Of course, what Kua told him was just written during this period.

After reading this short story called "Orange", Kazuo Oshima was also very satisfied.

But it's not the same as before.

He looked very serious this time.

I didn't read the article for the first time, but put it in a file bag and put a seal on it.

"Sign it, Teacher Bei Dao."

The foal couldn't quite understand what it was for.

The previous submissions were not so solemn.

"This is the entry." Oshima Kazuya pointed to the words on the seal.

"Currently speaking, the preparations for the Literary Award are almost done, and we will start collecting works after a while."

After getting Kazuya Oshima's promise, he stood there, motionless.

He also looked a little scared at the scaffolding under his armpits.

Having said that, Kazuya looked at Koma, who was having trouble walking with a cane.

Of course, he expected the latter more.

If he could choose again, Ju would definitely give up that hill.

So it's not hard to wonder whether this guy has a characteristic that runs counter to survival in his bones.

Ju sensed many things from the sound of the piano.

Kuma tried to learn more information from Kazuya Oshima.

"Teacher Bei Dao, you are already like this, are you still climbing trees?"

"No, no, I can't play."

Oshima Kazuya pointed to the shamisen hanging on the wall.

Oh, right.

"They fell by themselves."

Oh, and dead too.

Finally, with the help of Kazuya.

And also seemed very surprised.

He put the file bag in his arms, then picked up his handbag to cover his chest, and thought for a while: "Not exactly."

So Mrs. Ito...

Ten thousand?
One hundred thousand?

Not enough to get a writer here.

Old eyes with dizzy eyes look at everyone with that kind of double image.

Kazuo Oshima was also a little excited.

Then Mikio Kaneda.

He turned around helplessly.

Before Kuma could think about it, Kazuo Oshima put the document bag signed by Kuma into his bosom.

The door was opened by an old woman.

Mrs. Ito played it from time to time, but since the "blind man" passed away, she seldom played it.

Right now, he could feel that the source of that inexplicable emotion was getting closer and closer.

It is clear that this warm feeling can brew everything.

His eyes were on the sanxian hanging on the wall.

But most of the people he wrote about are dead.

"But it seems that the maid who served him lives in Tokyo."

"If you want to go to the blind man, it's probably unrealistic."

It should be left over from playing the piano all the year round.

Ju didn't answer directly.

"He stabbed himself blind."

Masato Okawa.

When can he pick a living person to kill?

So the blind man...

And then... just laying there.

Her fingers had thick calluses.

Under the cherry tree.

"Mrs. Ito, Mr. Oshima knows about the three-stringed instrument?"

"I heard that you play the Sanxian very well."

Who said spring is without melancholy.

Feeling the hot gaze from Oshima Kazuya from behind.

Maybe it's because he knows what the calluses on his hands reveal.

Oshima Kazu also smelled something different.

"In short, it seems to be because of some things, but I don't know what it is."

Sanxian, this strange but familiar name reminded her of something.

The horse just climbed up without hesitation.

"I heard something from the sound of the piano yesterday." Kitajima Koma took out a few cherry blossom petals from his pocket.

The smile on Kou's face froze.

But the thick calluses on the hands are less convincing.

But Kazuo didn't quite believe it either.

Looking at the raised finger, Kuma was silent for a moment.

Apparently Oshima and He are also old customers of this tavern.

She hastily shied away.

He signaled Oshima Kazuya to go first.

But walking will be slower.

Then he carried the foal out.

After learning that this was a writer, the old woman seemed a little panicked.

……

"why?"

They came to the servant's residence.

It's very remote here.

"It's not a blind man." Kazuya knew about this before.

Then, with a whoosh, it slid down.

Oshima Kazuya also nodded: "Isn't it always hanging in the store?"

It seems that the "blind man" seems to have died in spring.

But the foal did not move.

According to the development of this situation, it is very likely that something will come out.

After the two stalemate for a while.

"I heard from Boss Ito that he learned the piano from a blind man?"

But now I always feel that this violin has more meaning to Mrs. Ito.

He also introduced himself.

One is that he was also curious about what happened at that time.

Oshima Kazu also gestured a number: "This is a bonus."

"Teacher Bei Dao?"

The foal has returned to normal walking.

I remember that when the Ito family came back, the first thing Mrs. Ito did when she got home was to clean the piano.

Then he limped up the stairs.

Mrs. Ito has not played the piano for a long time.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Of course, the status of an editor of a publishing house is far less noble than that of a writer.

"Hi, I'm the editor of Trendy."

He is also waiting for the horse to go back first.

Seeing Oshima Kazuya's suspicious expression, Koma put a serious face on his face and put the cherry blossoms back into his pocket.

Another thing is that he is looking forward to what will come out of Bei Daoju's works after he learns about this matter.

"I should be able to ask for the address."

But she still didn't understand why they came here.

There was a trace of waves in the old woman's muddy eyes.

I thought it was something a neat person should do.

Because Xiuzi told him so.

But also very polite.

In fact, Kua didn't know what number this finger represented.

Wait until Kazuya Oshima brings news.

"I don't know the details. It seems to be for his master, the blind man's master." Oshima Kazuya frowned.

For a while, Oshima Kazu also had a toothache.

As Kazuya said.

When Kazuya Oshima was about to go out, Koma called to stop him.

"Are you interested in this matter?"

"Ms. Bei Dao heard?"

It's not good to continue like this.

Not to mention Snow Country.

As far as he knew, there were some people who went with Mitsuo Kaneda.

"Who did you hear it from?"

Oshima Kazuya thought it was Koma and was shocked.

She spread her hands openly.

"This is left by holding the scissors. I often repair the flowers and plants in the yard."

"So, if you want to listen to the piano, maybe now is not the time."

The old woman's voice was a little longer, she lowered her head, and the voice came out silently, with that hoarseness: "There will be no more in the future."

(End of this chapter)