Deceived by kindness, they are all reborn

After she heard about it from her uncle.

Decide what to do.

After a long absence, she picked up the pen and wrote a long text that she hadn't written for a long time. She went to her father's house full of longing for the article that she had conceived with all her strength. In the last issue, her work was published as a commemoration.

This is her who was enlightened by her father to literature.

able to be his own father.

The only thing you can do for your own childhood.

--However.

The middle-aged man, who happened to be drinking heavily, read her article with cloudy eyes under drunkenness, and gave a cold and cruel answer in a voice that had been hoarse from alcohol.

"It depends on your level."

"Also worthy of being published on my "Eye Pupil"?"

She cried and returned home afterwards, and the mother who loved her daughter took a knife to go to her father to argue, and the father politely apologized in front of her mother.

--However.

She didn't mention the fact that her article was published in "Eye Pupil".

the level of that text.

From her perspective today, it really sucks.

She at that time.

It's been a long time since I've written a long form.

What I usually write is only composition. Because of the level left over from childhood, the composition written casually will be praised by the teacher. At that time, she felt very complacent and felt that her writing level was unmatched.

Until this time, it was rejected by the editor-in-chief of "Eyes".

She just realized.

Learn this kind of thing.

It's really like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

She has neglected her writing for too long, and she is only satisfied with the superficial desire for fun, and she can't even notice her ordinary level of indiscretion, and she even plans to publish it in "Eye Pupil" with great ambition.

"Eyes and Pupils" is very exciting, this magazine is a very precious treasure for her, but she actually wants to publish on it with the level that she left behind when she was half a child.

Such arrogance and complacency.

That's the saddest thing about her.

——From that day.

She shed her arrogance.

Rediscovered his way of writing.

Later, "Eyes and Pupils" was acquired by the chat hall, and it changed from a youth magazine to a youth magazine, stuffed with more imaginative stories, and stuffed more things that aggravate hormones. She still must buy every issue, but she never Don't dare to post on it.

The new style and new stories of "Eye Pupil" are indeed more popular and have a larger audience, but she still misses the old "Eye Pupil".

As for her father.

He probably died later.

— died of acute gastroenteritis.

Heard about the moment his body was found.

He was lying in the study, his face was very quiet, without the slightest sign of pain, on the carefully cleaned solid wood desk, the freshly roasted black coffee was still steaming white.

Sunlight streams in from skylights.

He lay there quietly.

And on the desk in front of him, unfolded is the first printed copy of the old "Eyes and Pupils" as a commemorative sample.

The old and mellow paper with the memory of time has long been wrinkled, even a little yellowed.

But even so.

under the sunlight.

Even after more than ten years of old text, it is still as bright as new.

Dazzling.

— Shining brightly.

Banana deer: Chapter 14 She and him (14)

That's about it.

Yuzawa Nozomi spent her life before high school.

When I was a sophomore in high school, I met Kazuma Egami at the bottom of this ramp.

At that time, the wind was very strong, and the fragrance of cherry blossoms was very strong. A copy of "Eyes and Pupils" fell from the ramp.

Picked up by her.

Standing at the bottom of the ramp, she looked towards the high place, and a black-haired boy stood facing the wind. This caricature-like encounter left a deep impression on her.

The boy is not very handsome, but he has a sense of frailty with a bookish atmosphere. Seeing her pick up "Eye Pupil", the boy greeted her.

"Feel sorry."

"I lost something."

"Can you wait for me a moment?"

"I'll go get it."

The black-haired boy came over to ask her for what she had lost. She reached out and handed it to the boy, and she was surprised when she handed it over.

This "Eye Pupil"

It is the old "eye pupil".

And as luck would have it.

It was before the father was acquired.

Editor's last issue.

"Do you like "Eye Pupil" too?"

She couldn't help asking.

"I bought the whole set."

The boy answered.

According to the young man, he is also the kind of person who likes to read books, but unlike Yuzawa Nozomi, he also likes the reorganized "Eye Pupil", whether it was "Eye Pupil" as a youth magazine before, or as a juvenile magazine. He likes "Eyes Pupils" quite a lot, and the single volumes of the long serialized novels on "Eye Pupils" are not missing.

When the girl saw the huge bookcase in his house, she was shocked.

It was even more exaggerated than his father's bookcase.

And not only Japanese magazines, Chinese and English magazines also account for more than half, and there are even some rare copies of rare classics.

"Can I borrow a book to read?"

Her heart began to stir.

"Please." The boy said.

In this way, she and the boy became friends.

Later, she learned that the boy was also writing novels, and arrogantly wanted to give him some pointers, intending to comment on the level of the strange boy, but found that the stories he wrote were surprisingly good-looking.

"Teacher Kazuma Egami, I still want to see it!!"

"Is there any more!!"

She became an enthusiastic fan of the boy, and shyly showed her own works to the boy. The boy also thought that what she wrote was great. The two understood each other, and finally the boy made a decision.

"I want to contribute to "Eye Pupil"."

"Do you want to come together?"

His eyes sparkled when he said this.

It seems that I have been looking forward to it for a long time.

——Extremely like the one she was many years ago.

Eye Pupil is a short story magazine.

There will also be some long-form serializations in the middle.

Although she was a little reluctant in her heart, but because the young man was so kind, she randomly found an article from the past and stuffed it in to submit it with the young man. She didn't expect to be selected, but the young man was not selected, and she successfully entered the current article. An issue of "Eye Pupil".

Congratulations in the face of juvenile kindness.

She was a little embarrassed.

However, the boy didn't care.

"It seems that I need to work hard."

In this way, she and the boy became frequent contributors to "Eye Pupil"—she didn't have the sense of accomplishment that her long-cherished wish had come true. She later thought that the reason why she was selected was that the screening level of "Eye Pupil" was better than that of her father's editor-in-chief. It was a lot more relaxed during the time, and on the other hand, it was also because she had made great progress during this time.

So she is happy.

It's not that I'm happy because I was selected for "Eye Pupil".

Rather, I am very happy to be able to contribute to "Eye Pupil" together with the boy.

As a friend, she has been strictly guiding the teenagers since then. Originally, the teenagers' literary style is very broad, and with the guidance of semi-professional practitioners like her, the level of the teenagers has also improved by leaps and bounds. Soon, the same was shortlisted for "" Contribution of "Eye Pupil".

They also wanted to go to the literature department, but after they passed, they realized that they didn't get along with the guys from the literature department.

Because there are two people again, there is no way to apply for the club classroom.Therefore, the two of them usually meet in private under the old and dry riverbed bridge south of the school, to exchange literary thoughts and each other's manuscripts.

It was the place Jiangshang Yizhen chose. It was relatively close to the homes of the two of them, and it was relatively quiet. No one came. Although it was a dry riverbed, it had stood for more than ten years, and there was no great danger.

anyway……

Such a busy place in Tokyo.

Why is there a dangerous wall?

—she didn't think about it.

In this way, she and the young man contributed articles while studying, and spent a very good year.

in the eyes of others.

She and the boy really have a good relationship.

When they were together, they sometimes laughed, sometimes rejoiced, sometimes quarreled, and sometimes rejected each other.

- It's almost like a lover.

"It's fine if you're a lover."

When she realized that she liked the boy, she was shy for a long time, but the boy didn't seem to notice her intentions at all, which made her annoyed and angry for a long time.

Do you want to confess?

She hesitated for a long time.

Until the editorial department of "Eyes" sent them an invitation to write a manuscript.

……

this day.

The editor who often communicated with them at "Eye Pupil" found them and said that "Eye Pupil" was going to hold a novel award.

Celestial reward.

No.1 has a big bonus, and will be the main author of the magazine for packaging and publicity, and can choose any copy of "Eye Pupil" including the first printed commemorative sample of the old "Eye Pupil" over the years.

Yuzawa Xi doesn't care much about the bonus, nor does she care much about the packaging. What she cares about is the commemorative sample that was randomly selected for a copy of "Eye Pupil" including the first printed copy of the old "Eye Pupil".