Akizuki Takazo will never get hurt

Chapter 3. Everyone Has a Little Literary Feeling

Sitting on the subway, looking at the advertisements printed above the subway seats, although Xiaosan also felt that the trend of aging is getting more and more serious now, but seeing those advertisements that focus on funeral affairs are all printed on the subway, Xiaosan still couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.

See what ads are these?

'Returning to the sea', the origin of life, today's ultimate topic: bones scattered in the ocean', 'cemetery surrounded by flowers, buried with trees' and so on.

Looking at those seemingly good advertisements, but they were all advertising funeral services, Xiaosan's heart tired from shopping suddenly became more complicated, especially when he saw those high-end apartment-style cemeteries, each priced at 100 million. The price in yen, the family-style price of 180 million yen, the corners of my eyes couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Especially when he saw some middle-aged and elderly people beside him who were still engrossed in those advertisements, Xiao San silently withdrew his gaze, bowed his head as if he didn't see anything.

The emphasis on advertising is to maximize the diffusion rate, and the potential customers will not be placed if they do not exceed a certain percentage. Funeral advertisements will appear in the subway, which means that the number of elderly people in the total population is already very large.

As for how big it is, Xiaosan doesn't know. He is not a politician. No matter how much he cares about these things, he doesn't have the ability to fundamentally improve and guide them. If he does his own thing well, he will be exhausted. I did my best.

Sitting on the subway, Xiaosan silently followed the operation of the subway, and slowly drove towards his apartment.

When he walked out of the subway station and breathed in the fresh air, Xiaosan felt that the gloomy mood accumulated in the subway dissipated a lot with the suddenly bright blue sky.

Watching a movie with Gui Xin, Xiao San also had a lunch with the girl, and then accompanied her to the shopping mall for a while, bought some daily necessities, that was the end of today's schedule, she went home Now, and he has no reason to wander outside, and is going back to his apartment.

Reaching out from his pocket, he took out his newly bought pen, confirmed that he had not left it on the subway, and put it back in his pocket casually, Xiaosan walked slowly towards his apartment.

"There should be nothing to do today, and I don't know what to do tomorrow."

With a high probability, he should stay in his study, continue to review some materials, and study to expand his own knowledge base.

In his not-so-short life, he has learned one thing, that is, the more he learns, the more he will find that his knowledge is so poor, it is almost as young as Gui Xin, who was shopping with him today. He has an even poorer figure, so... he has to work harder to learn knowledge that he has never been exposed to.

A person's energy is limited, but he should devote this limited energy to endless learning! ......perhaps.

Back at home, he closed the door casually, took off his shoes, put on loose slippers, stepped slowly into the living room, and took a look at the empty living room. He had gradually gotten used to this kind of life.

Even if he brought other people to his apartment occasionally, no one would say anything wrong about him anyway, so what's wrong with that.

Walking to the wine rack, he picked up a bottle of wine that had been opened, picked up the wine glass at the side, poured some into the glass, and took a small sip, feeling the mellow wine turning into silk threads in his mouth, It flows into the throat, and then into the stomach... It feels pretty good.

He drank the remaining half of the glass in one gulp, and casually put the wine bottle back to the distance. He didn't bother to clean the wine glass, so he casually put it back to the distance.

During this period of time, he felt that his life became more and more free, but there was nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, he felt that his whole person was much freer, which was also quite good.

"Hic."

He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, feeling the faint sour smell of wine in front of him, Xiaosan couldn't help but waved his hand again, dispelling the smell in front of him, turned around and walked towards his study.

During this period of time, in addition to studying, he also wrote a lot of things. In addition to the series handed over to Okumuragawa, he also wrote some short stories, which were published in those literary weekly magazines. The response was not bad, but I don’t know He is a medical student, how did he become a writer?

"There seems to be something wrong, um, yes, I was first a writer and then a medical student."

The series entrusted to Okumuragawa, because of its large audience and interesting content, was favored by some entertainment companies and adapted into TV dramas and movies, which brought Xiaosan a lot of income.

Life is getting better and better, Xiaosan sometimes does not think about what he should study so hard for?

But think about it, if he even puts down his studies, what goals and reasons he can pursue and struggle, wouldn't his life become a pickled and stinky salted fish?

The unexpectedly smooth life allows Xiaosan to live a leisurely life at this moment, without worrying or worrying about the rest of his life, in most cases.

The phone rang, making Xiaosan, who was lamenting his own life, stop his increasingly dissipated thoughts, came to his senses, and took out the phone in his pocket. When he saw the contact person, he was a little surprised and picked it up casually. Got on the phone.

"Qiuyue-jun, what you said last time is almost done. The company has been acquired. What are you going to do next?"

After a period of development, under Xiaosan's plan, the association of Xiaosan and Sayi gradually developed. In just one year, they successfully occupied their own place in the entire doujin association industry. The mountain top, and recruited a lot of employees, some feel too big to lose.

So after Xiaosan thought for a while, he decided to set up a game company to standardize the entire community, and handed over some of the matters to Shayi.

Most of the time, Xiaosan will not appear in the club again, and most of the things are handed over to Shayi. At first, the other party is still very resistant, but after a period of time, she has already become familiar with it. These tasks can be well completed according to Xiaosan's requirements.

Hearing Sha Yi's report, Xiao San who was sitting in the study didn't feel much surprised, nodded silently, and closed his eyes.

"For the time being, let's arrange some people in the club first, and then find a reason to dismiss some people who are fishing in troubled waters, and wait until everything is in order before starting work. As for the original work of the company, continue Well, in less than two years, we have developed too fast, and we should slow down a little bit."

"Well, I understand, so let's arrange it according to your request for now?"

"Let's go ahead and contact me if you need anything."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaosan sat silently in the study, put the phone on the table, reached out and rubbed his forehead, feeling suddenly bored.

In fact, he hates this kind of work. Every time he receives a call from Shayi and talks about the association, there is some reluctance in his heart, and he doesn't want to pay attention to it.

There is no reason, anyway, there is such a troublesome mood.

"What am I? Is it cheap... Tsk."

Not quite understanding his inexplicable mentality and emotions, he turned on his computer and glanced at his current assets and some invisible wealth on it, and his discomfort disappeared a lot immediately.

He is like a squirrel, even in the spring when everything has just recovered and food is plentiful, he has already begun to prepare for the severe cold that does not know when it will arrive.

"Is it an anxiety disorder?"

Xiaosan was silent for a moment, shook his head lightly, and gave up thinking.

The weekend is over, when he should have tidied up his textbooks and prepared to go to class on Monday, Xiaosan is lying on the bed at this moment, nestled in his quilt, motionless.

Because it is an extra vacation, there is no need to get up early to go to school, and there is no ancestor to worship, Xiaosan lay quietly on his soft bed, holding the phone in one hand, looking at the phone Those chat messages on the Internet, and don't plan to get up.

Others, on a day like today, basically either worship their elders or ancestors, or visit relatives and friends.

For a person like Xiaosan, he doesn't have so many considerations at all, he just needs to lie quietly in his warm and comfortable bedroom alone, and spend the day comfortably.

"This book is a bit interesting, but although the plot is interesting, the setting still fails to break out of the framework of 'brave', 'devil king', and 'village'. Although the setting is king, it is also too old-fashioned. Any new ideas, reincarnated hero, reincarnated devil, a god appeared to give some cheats, rampage in another world, it’s okay to read a few books, but it’s the same routine to read a foreign world..."

Randomly marking this comic into his collection, Xiaosan looked at other comics, but most of the comic content and plots are so inexplicably similar, and occasionally there are some works that do not take the usual path, but the standard is not enough , cannot support the work itself.

"I haven't seen a few books that travel through old kings, use brave men to help themselves return to youth, have a princess's daughter... well, that kind of plot is more suitable for those restricted-rated works. "

Those princess-type works couldn't help appearing in my mind, and some slightly bad memories suddenly came to my mind, making Xiaosan, who was looking at the phone screen, his expression changed slightly, and he sighed silently and put the phone on his pillow Down.

Turning over, looking up at the ceiling above his head, the cartoons of that scene appeared in front of his eyes, the more he wanted to forget, the more difficult it was to forget.

"Tsk, you obviously have such an excellent story ability, but can it only be used in this kind of works?"

But after thinking about it carefully, it is not so surprising. After all, most of the themes of the comics serialized in comic magazines are kingly, or the plots are more in-depth, and the paintings have more space, which can be serialized for a long time.

Compared with those restricted-rated works with excellent stories, they do not take the same route. The restricted-rated works themselves rely on the content that makes ignorant teenagers and girls blush. The stories are just green leaves, which cannot be supported at all. A larger story subject.

"In the end, it's only because of the shock caused by those uncomfortable plots that people can't forget it. Tsk, those cartoonists who draw bad plots are really too much."

However, I have to admit that compared to those cheerful plots, those hateful plots and developments are obviously easier for readers to remember.

Lying on the bed for a long time, Xiaosan recalled the images of those restricted cartoons, and his body gradually showed some inhuman and inhumane reactions. He stared up at the ceiling, his eyes slipped slightly, looking at the quilt wrapped around him , Looking at the quilt that couldn't see any ups and downs at all, my mood suddenly became a little complicated.

He tried his best to stand up, but could only see a slight reaction on the face of the quilt, and it was not clear whether it was really the reaction caused by his efforts to stand up, or if it was just because of a simple body movement, his mentality suddenly burst.

'It must be because of the clothes that limit the standing height, yes, it must be the case. '

Thinking back to Ashley Ohno and the little bird Yuichi who only appeared once in a while, his affirmation of himself, his somewhat sad expression improved a lot, but when he thought of Ashley Ohno, his body was wrapped in a quilt Xiaosan's mood couldn't help but fluctuate again.

Feeling warm and thinking O desire, this sentence, Xiaosan used to feel a little inexplicable, but at this moment, even though he has not gotten up and had breakfast, he can't help thinking about it.

"Speaking of it, this sentence is no different from killing people. If you are frozen in the cold wind and snow, how can you still have the leisure to think about those issues?"

I can't help but think of the generous, gentle, and magnetic male voice, "Spring is here, and animals are here..."

Turning over, the whole person changed from his back to a prone position and lay on his bed. Xiaosan slightly arched his body, buried his face on the soft pillow, breathed his own smell on it, and let out a muffled sigh. The roar of his own at the moment.

"Ah!! I really want to mate!"

Although studying is hard and arranging the work that he planned is tiring, but even so, Xiaosan still couldn't help but have the idea of ​​giving away his ancestral chromosome.

Probably, this is the man.

When he was lying on the bed, he kept slightly arching his body, moving around on the bed, thinking about whether someone would come to the door and have a wonderful conversation with him, the doorbell rang by chance, making him Xiaosan paused slightly.

Surprised, he raised his head and looked towards the direction outside the bedroom. Xiaosan slowly stretched out his hand, pushed aside the slightly curly hair on his forehead caused by his unrefined sleeping position, and lifted a corner of his quilt , Getting up from the bed, he was a little curious, who would come to the door at this time.

Xiaosan, who was wearing pajamas, didn't bother to change his own clothes. He was wearing gray pajamas and put on soft slippers. He stepped out of the bedroom, walked towards the door, and then saw the waiting downstairs. Sagiri.

"..."

Xiaosan's originally anxious and excited mood was suddenly poured with cold water, his enthusiasm cooled down, and he pushed the door lock slowly.

"Come up."

After saying something to the doorbell, he turned around and walked towards the living room, he couldn't help but sighed softly, his heart was full of disappointment.

It's okay if it's Sagi, but Sagiri...

After boiling hot water, Xiaosan went to the bathroom before the other party went upstairs to take care of his personal hygiene.

Previously, he was lying on the bed and was too lazy to get up. Now that he has already got up, the things that should be done should also be resolved.

When Shawu took the elevator to Xiaosan's apartment, the living room was empty and there was no one. When he walked to the living room, he saw the light in the bathroom was on, and with the sound of rushing water, the door of the bathroom opened slowly. Open it slowly, watching Xiaosan come out from inside.

Sagiri stretched out her hand and slowly took off her coat...

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I read a book today, and I feel that my body and mind have been deeply baptized, and I realized it!

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Fragmented diary that is not Xiaosan's observation diary

In the second year after coming to Tokyo, he was still the same as before, rarely coming to me.

It seems that besides me, he has other important things to do...

Miss Izumi next door is a very gentle person, because of divorce, it is not appropriate to call her Mrs., so Miss is more appropriate, right?

But that girl named Sagiri doesn't seem to like me very much, she looks at me strangely.

——Record of a certain day by Nao Yiyuan

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My relatives invited guests out for dinner, but I didn’t have enough to eat, and I smoked second-hand smoke for a long time. I was really convinced.

Doubling and adding more tomorrow, the above.

Chapter 4. Everyone was young

It may be because the indoor temperature is much warmer than the outdoors. Not long after Sagiri entered the house, when she saw Xiao San coming out of the bathroom, she was unbuttoning the cherry red coat on her body, and casually placed it on the sofa in Xiao San's living room Come on, sit down and watch Xiaosan come into the living room.

"Why are you here today when you are free, where is your mother?"

"She's working."

"That's it."

"Ah."

After a few words of conversation, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became a little stiff, Xiaosan's heart was also full of sorrow, and he didn't know how to speak.

Ever since Sagiri found out about the relationship between him and her mother, the girl's reaction to him has become a little subtle, not to say it's annoying, but whenever the two of them are alone, they will feel an inexplicable disharmony .

Sagiri's attitude towards Xiaosan doesn't seem to have changed much, but she also cares about her mother, so her current attitude towards Xiaosan is always up and down, sometimes very intimate, even in her In front of mother, sometimes, she would play petty temper with Xiaosan inexplicably.

From Sagiri's point of view, the relationship between the two seems to be good, but Xiaosan always murmurs in his heart when he comes into contact with Sagiri, for fear of something uncontrollable.

Moreover, it is rare for Sagiri to come to him alone like now.

"Would you like some juice?"

"milk."

"Then wait a minute, I'll go warm up."

"Ah."

He walked towards the refrigerator, took out the milk, looked at Sagiri sitting on the sofa from the corner of his eyes, the girl's eyes seemed to be watching him all the time, Xiaosan was slightly embarrassed, and couldn't help but withdraw his gaze.

Pour the milk into the glass, then slowly pour hot water into the pot, and heat it over water.

At the same time, he turned around and walked towards the refrigerator. Having never had breakfast, he felt a little empty in his stomach at the moment and needed to fill up some energy, otherwise he felt that he didn't have much strength in his whole body.

"Sagiri, have you had breakfast yet?"

"It's still nine o'clock."

Seeing Xiaosan who took out the bread from the refrigerator, Sagiri said to Xiaosan with a complicated mood.