Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

"Hai, don't I miss you?"

Mochizuki, who has been sitting in an electric wheelchair since arriving in Tokyo, also pulled the sleeves of his small clothes at this moment:

"Sit down and order whatever you want to eat."

"Okay... By the way, isn't this indoors? Sit inside. It feels weird in the summer without air conditioning."

"...Okay, it's up to you."

After almost these words, the two teenagers sat in the air-conditioned room and ordered some barbecue.

After taking a few glances at the barbecue chef who was indeed flipping the skewers and not missing any orders, Mochizuki and Tsugawa Yu felt relieved and started the late night snack session.

"Come on, Teacher Dayu."

After all, they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. Mochizuki picked up a large bottle of drink and poured it for Fa Xiao next to him:

"I'll give you a drink first. I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you doing?"

"It's okay...it's still the same, it hasn't changed at all."

He took the Coke that Fu Xiao poured for him and touched it with a plastic soft cup symbolically. Yuya Tsugawa, who had not sat with Mochizuki for a while, nodded in the same way:

"After all, I am a sports student. After going to college, I have been training like a conscript every day. I feel that the training in the past six months has been much harder than in high school. I am almost numb. Now my mentality has been completely worn out. I feel tired and don't love it. I just want speed. After graduation, I returned to Toyama Prefecture and started a barbecue."

"...Is it so hard?"

Looking at Fa Xiao who was full of complaints, Mochizuki said:

"I thought it might be easier if you went to college."

"I'm thinking too much. Didn't you see how many colors I've changed? If this continues, I feel like I'll be able to immigrate to Guangdong City, China in a few years to be Brother Ni - but we'll talk about immigration later, Ah. How are you doing, are you okay lately?"

"...How should I put it, everything goes well."

Seeing this question from Fa Xiao, who has always been concerned about the development of his light novels, Mochizuki responded quite honestly:

"To tell you the truth, "Zero - Starting Life in Another World", which you were most nervous about during high school, will be animated soon."

"Eh, really?"

Hearing his son speak like this, Yu Tsugawa's eyes lit up slightly:

"That's really congratulations - how is it, everything went well?"

"Everything is going well. Recently, our library said that we will participate in the high-profile comic exhibition of Shōnen Jump, and we said that we will pre-heat the animation offline."

"Oh, this is what it looks like..."

Gently holding his chin, Tsukawa Yu seemed to understand something, and smiled meaningfully:

"So, this meal is essentially about showing off to your buddies?"

"Teacher Dayou said this...am I such a stinker?"

"Yes, yes, of course you are not such a stinker - I will punish myself with a drink, is that okay?"

With a loud smile, Tsukawa Yuu downed the entire cup of Coke in one gulp, and then filled another cup for Mochizuki and himself:

"I have to say...you old boy, you have really secretly done a lot of good things in the past six months."

Seeing that the young boy in front of me is about to be adapted into an animation and become a master of light novels, it seems that he remembered the past when he and Mochizuki Ri talked about "re0" many years ago. Teacher Dayu couldn't help but sigh like this:

"It's true that time has gone forever. In the blink of an eye, you have transformed from the transparent person at the beginning to the big boss in the industry now. It is really gratifying...but why are you in a wheelchair? What kind of fanaticism is it?" Did a fan break his legs?"

"...No, my legs are still there."

He replied with a slight embarrassment, as if he noticed that several diners seemed to be looking at him with subtle and pitiful eyes. Mochizuki stood up with a slight embarrassment, and under the shocked gaze of Tsugawa Yu, Whispered in his ear:

"This electric wheelchair is the mount given to me by that guy Saki. It's just my transportation tool... Don't get me wrong, I won't become disabled suddenly."

"........."

After watching Mochizuki Ri explain to himself, he sat back in the wheelchair like a normal person, Tsugawa Yu's expression also showed a rather dazed expression.

"...Wait a minute, it feels like things are too abstract and I can't react."

Waving his hand gently, the captain of the football team suddenly looked confused:

"Is this electric wheelchair your new ride...? I thought you would ride that blue mountain bike all your life, but she has been eliminated even with you?"

"You mean that blue enchantress?"

Recalling his high school chariot, Mochizuki fell into memories:

“The damage to that car was a bit too bad, and I couldn’t bring it to Tokyo, so I decided to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new... Even though this electric wheelchair looks ugly, it’s actually very powerful. , there will be a clear push-back feeling when moving at full speed, it is a convenient and fast version of the God of War - if Teacher Dayu wants to sit down, I can reluctantly let you enjoy it."

"do not."

Out of some inexplicable sense of shame, Tsugawa Yu refused without even thinking:

"There is absolutely no way I can use a wheelchair. This is really outrageous."

"...Okay, everyone's aesthetics and acceptance have limits, and I can understand that. It's okay, I hope you cherish everything that is tasteless."

"A psychotic light novelist who likes to ride around in an electric wheelchair has no right to criticize me."

After giving Mozuki a blank look, he probably realized that his way of thinking was indeed different from ordinary people. Yu Tsugawa finally gave up on the idea of ​​continuing to argue with his friend next to him——

Forget it, every dream in life is wonderful.

Respect and that's it.

R.I.P.

With a certain sense of pity for the deterioration of the mental patient's condition, Yuya Tsugawa sighed at this moment, and then slowly asked:

"Okay, I'm too lazy to argue with you - but then again, according to common sense, every generation of your mobility aid should have a name, right? What's the name of your black electric wheelchair?"

"Oh, her name is Black Swan."

Mochizuki explained this, and then patted the wheelchair he was sitting on:

"Baby, say hello to Uncle Ayou."

"Don't talk nonsense..."

I don't know whether he was afraid that the wheelchair that Ali called the black swan would actually speak, or because he felt that a certain elementary school boy was a bit scary because of his radio waves. Yu Tsugawa was a little embarrassed:

"Let me be more normal... Several tables of diners around us are looking at us with complicated expressions. If you continue like this, you will be taken back to the psychiatry department of Tokyo Hospital as a mental illness."

"........can you?"

Mochizuki turned back slightly confused and glanced at his uncle and aunt who would avoid looking at him after a few glances. Mochizuki turned back blankly:

"It doesn't feel like there's anything wrong... I just observed it, but no one dared to look at me."

"I treat you like a disease, so why don't I see what you do... Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's do it."

"Oh."

Mochizuki responded blankly, and Mochizuki, who still didn't realize where the radio waves of his behavior were, scratched his head and couldn't help but silently think about how he didn't act like a normal person just now——

Of course, in the face of real delicious food, the thought of whether one's mental state is normal is no longer important.

Seeing the grilled skewers being served one after another, and hearing the sizzling of the tender and juicy eggplants and meat skewers being grilled, the teenagers who were still chattering also stopped at this moment. debate, and began to enjoy the hearty experience of heavy oil and heavy salt fireworks.

"Hiss... China's barbecue must be delicious."

Tired of the neon grilled bird and the petty izakaya set meal, Yu Tsugawa once again experienced the juice-filled experience with every bite, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"It's really good. This store will be our late-night snack restaurant from now on."

"no problem."

Seeing that Yu Tsugawa, a pure-blood neon man, can also fully appreciate this traditional Xinjiang delicacy, Mochizuki, who was originally worried that the dietary differences would lower his rating of Xinjiang barbecue when he was young, also nodded with satisfaction at this moment:

"By the way, I also ordered the best roast chicken here - the whole chicken leg was torn off and the juices splashed all over the floor. The meat is also quite tender. Do you want to try it later?"

"Okay! I like roasted chicken the best!"

"Come on, let's have a drink?"

"bump!"

Raise glasses at the same time, clink glasses at the same time.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, two obviously hungry children began to show off the barbecue that was served. While waiting for the arrival of the legendary roast chicken, their mood seemed to have reached a certain peak.

"Speak of it, Ayu."

After eating several skewers of mutton in one bite, Mochizuki sat up straight and spoke as if nothing had happened:

"It may sound a little off-putting to say it... but actually, I'm here to have a late-night snack with you, and I want to ask you for something."

"I probably guessed it."

After all, they have been good brothers for more than ten years, and Yu Tsugawa naturally understood what he was thinking:

"Come on, we're all buddies. If you have anything to say to me, it'll be over - I'll definitely help you if you can."

"Your words are enough."

Seeing that Tsugawa Yuu responded quite cheerfully, seeing that the time had come, Mochizuki Ri also spoke at this moment:

"Just... do you know that Shounen Jump is going to hold a comic convention recently?"

"I know."

Nodding slightly, Yu Tsugawa responded: "Didn't that exhibition say that it will be held in Tokyo soon...I was surfing the Internet recently? I saw it. I heard that the entire exhibition was all-inclusive, and there were quite a lot of light things. Novel libraries, game manufacturers, and various industry leaders will come to the event. If nothing else happens, it will probably be the largest event in the ACG industry this year."

"Well said."

Seeing that Tsugawa Yu knew so much, Mochizuki nodded slightly and spoke about his current predicament:

"This exhibition is quite large...Although I have never been to the Comic Expo myself, and I don't know exactly what activities will be held, in recent days, many industry seniors have suddenly called and sent text messages. , let me stand up for them at this exhibition - but I really don’t know how to shadow clones. Faced with so much time being bumped together, it is particularly difficult for me to turn down activities. It’s true that I don’t have the skills to split my time, so things are difficult to handle. I don’t know. How to deal with it......"

"...Then you are really miserable."

After hearing himself sighing and telling himself about his future situation, Yu Tsukawa, who still didn't know where Mochizuki's conspiracy lay, still filled the boy with a cup of Coke:

"So, what does this have to do with me helping?"

"That's so relevant."

Almost the next instant.

Mochizuki, whose face was as pale as a dead man just now, suddenly changed his face in Sichuan Opera and returned to his usual calm expression:

"Teacher Dayou, let me tell you something next - it may be a bit bizarre, but don't be afraid."

"I'm a sports student, I've experienced it, I won't be afraid."

Jinchuan Yu patted his chest and said in a calm voice:

"You said."

"...I want you to be the stand-in for the light novel writer (Mermaid) during the comic exhibition and help me stage the "Life in Another World from Zero" event."

After saying these words softly, Mochizuki raised his head slightly nervously:

"Okay...?"

"........."

There was no response from Tsukawa Yu.

I don't know whether it was because Mochizuki's proposal was too abstract, or because he never expected that things would develop like this.

The white-skinned sports student has disconnected from Earth Online.

......

Tsukawa Yu stopped thinking.

In the vast universe, there seemed to be a voice:

"Which province are you from?"

After saying this, the young man's eyes darkened.

He knew that he came from a small, remote town.But, does it really matter where a person comes from?No matter which province, which country or continent one comes from, what does it mean?Provinces come from countries, countries come from continents, and continents come from planets.Where did the planet come from?Even the deep, boundless and vast universe has its origin, right?The universe provides space and nutrients for the birth of life, and nurtures countless lives within itself. This alone is enough.It did what it was supposed to do and realized the value of its existence.In comparison, the issue of "source" is simply not worth mentioning.The standard for judging the value of a person or thing does not depend on its origin, but on the value itself created by it.And he himself also comes from the value created by others - without the nurturing of the universe, he would not have been born.Without farmers' cultivation, there would be no growth.

“I come from the value created by others.”

Tsukawa Yu's thinking became active again:

"But among these values, only mother's love is exclusive to me."