Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 66: The Time of Reckoning

At 8:30 in the morning, Kiyoaki Matsueda finished his breakfast.

"I'm going out~"

"Wait a minute, I have to go out too, so I'll walk with you for a while."

Songzhi Qingxue opened an umbrella, followed him, and walked out of the house under the gaze of her mother.

It was drizzling in Tokyo, but not heavy. The rain was so fine that it looked like fog.

Kiyoyuki Matsueda wears glasses and a white shirt.

She wore light blue jeans that highlighted her perky, attractive hips and long legs.

Tokyo with drizzling rain matches her temperament very well, ethereal and beautiful, like a fairy walking in the rain.

The two walked on the slope leading to the main road. Songzhi Qingxian could smell a pleasant scent of earth and the jasmine perfume on her body.

The two smells intertwined together give people a soothing feeling.

After being in this world for so long, this is one of the few things that can make him feel at ease, except for Arun.

Speaking of Arun...

Just as Songzhi Qingxian's thoughts were about to drift to Miss Arun, Songzhi Qingxue said softly, "Autumn is coming soon. In a month or so, it will be a good time to appreciate ginkgo trees. There is a very beautiful ginkgo avenue at the headquarters of the University of Tokyo. Come and take a look when the time comes."

"Okay~"

"Then it will be winter, let's go to Hokkaido to see the snow together..." There was a hint of yearning in Matsueda Kiyoyuki's tone.

"Okay~"

Kiyoaki Matsueda responded perfunctorily, like a husband who was in a period of burnout.

Songzhi Qingxue suddenly stopped, turned her head, and looked at him intently without saying anything. Just looking at him like that made Songzhi Qingxian feel a little uncomfortable. After asking "What's wrong" several times, she burst out laughing.

There is nothing polite about this smile; it is a very personal smile that makes people feel comfortable like a spring breeze on their face.

"You look so gloomy all day long, you don't look like a young person, you are the same age as me, okay?" Songzhi Qingxue said with a smile, like a good friend, "It's not good to be old-fashioned, turn into a passionate young man!"

"Ah, this is a really difficult proposition..."

"Try your best~"

"Let's try it..."

The two walked forward again, and the topic of conversation shifted to creation.

“Are you really a healing writer?”

"Well, it's not all..."

"So you're lying?"

"Why, who said that scholars can't lie?"

"You are not honest!" Songzhi Qingxue smiled happily.

Matsueda Kiyoaki shrugged: "It's so cool to be a bad guy..."

"The Sound of Tides" is an outlier among Yukio Mishima's works. Except for this one, his other novels are full of elements such as violence, destruction and death... What if, first use "The Sound of Tides" to lure readers in, tell them that this is a healing feast, and then serve them "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion", "Thirst for Love" and "The Sea of ​​​​Fertility".

When he thought of the surprise on the readers' faces and the helplessness of "I don't believe you, you author is a very bad person", Matsueda Kiyoaki felt secretly happy.

He has already decided how to tell his readers: "The Tide" is just a fantasy, just read it, don't get addicted. Destruction and death are the reality...

I don’t know if the readers will beat him up.

Continue forward and walk out of the ramp.

The car from Kinokuniya Bookstore stopped at the intersection.

"I'm going to attend a book signing."

"I have to go back to school too."

"See you tonight." Kiyoaki Matsueda got into the business car.

"Mr. Mishima, congratulations, your new book is a big hit..." the driver congratulated him immediately.

"Thank you~"

Matsueda Kiyoaki responded calmly.

When I arrived at Kinokuniya Shinjuku store, I was recognized by readers as soon as I walked in.

Suddenly, screams broke out.

The security took a lot of effort to restore order at the scene.

Kiyoaki Matsueda sat at the signing table, signing new books and answering readers' questions.

There was a reporter next to him holding a camera, with the lens pointed at him.

"Does Mr. Mishima like cats?"

"like."

"What do you like?"

"Cats are strange animals. They can't perform tricks, not because they can't learn, but because they think that kind of thing is stupid. I like their slightly clever and grumpy expressions and cold flattery."

“Which writers did Mr. Mishima like the most?”

"Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, and myself."

"Mr. Mishima, do you like to create works with love as the theme?" A very cute girl asked with an expression that really wanted him to nod.

Seeing how cute she was, Kiyoaki Matsueda decided to give her a taste of the ugliness of a writer.

"No, love is a trivial matter to me. The sadness of nothingness, the tropics and the flesh, sweat and death are the themes of my life. Love and beauty to the extreme will inevitably turn into violence and death. When a person dies, he is eaten by nature, like a bug being eaten by a spider..."

"what?"

The girl was stunned, feeling disillusioned.

Seeing her like this, Matsueda Kiyoaki couldn't help but laugh. Very good, that's how it should be.

"Since Mr. Mishima didn't like love, why did he write "The Wave of Waves"... " a reader asked.

"Don't ask. If you ask, it's the rebellious period." "..."

Thousands of citizens got to know this talented and willful writer through television.

Kiyono Yuko waited in line for a long time before she arrived in front of Mishima. Looking at this young and handsome enemy who had taken her father away, she gritted her teeth with a complicated expression: "Are you a genius?"

"Yes!" Kiyoaki Matsueda nodded calmly.

All of a sudden, Kiyono Yuko was discouraged. She felt that she was no match for him and there was no way she could get her father back from him...

After staying at Kinokuniya Shinjuku store for an hour, Kiyoaki Matsueda was kidnapped by people from Tsutaya Books, stuffed into a car and taken to Tsutaya Ginza store for the second book signing event.

Feeling confused and lost, Yuko Kiyono stretched out her long legs and headed straight for the Maomudong Bar.

At this time, Arun was watching the live news on TV.

The young writer in the camera looks very handsome as he answers readers' questions.

When asked if he felt uneasy about his future creations because his starting point was too high, he looked melancholy and spoke vaguely, "Uneasy? The uneasy feeling in my life is like a menu, which was given to me before I could even read it. I just need to wrap my napkin around my neck, sit down, pick up the menu, and face my uneasy feeling."

I don't understand what you mean.

But it's quite classy.

Looking at the young man with a full literary temperament on TV, Arun's lips curled up slightly, and his mind was full of the confusion and loneliness when he couldn't find the way home. Thinking of this, her heart was filled with maternal love, and she wanted to hold him in her arms and love him well.

"Arun~"

Kiyono Yuko walked in listlessly.

"What's wrong?" Arun's eyes were gentle.

"I can't beat him, I can't beat him at all..." Kiyono Yuuko lay on the bar, putting down the "Tide Sao" she bought at a high price, "This guy must be a monster, how can he write such gorgeous and beautiful words..."

Arun picked up the book and flipped open the brand new pages with his white and tender fingertips.

She had heard long ago that this book was a work of resistance by Kiyoaki Matsueda, so when she saw the young man Shinji in the book, she naturally regarded him as the incarnation of Kiyoaki Matsueda.

Every morning, Xinzhi goes out to sea with the boat.

The boat vibrated as the engine started, and the sharp morning breeze blew against his face.

He often fished under the scorching sun, with beads of sweat on his back shining and his cheeks burning from the sun.

Seeing this, Arun remembered that he had been exercising recently. Then, the paragraph in the article that described Shinji's body made her feel as if she was seeing Matsueda Kiyoaki's body, and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

The man's body is so erotic...

In the dead of night, Shinji would climb the 200 steps in one breath to pay homage to the shrine.

Make a wish to the gods for a safe voyage, for the prosperity of the island, for mastering everything, for blessing his mother and brother, and for marrying a gentle and pretty bride...such as a girl like Hatsue.

After making such a wish, he would feel embarrassed and think: Will the gods blame me for making such a willful request?
So simple...

Arun couldn't help but smile like an auntie.

This passage vividly depicts the state of mind of a simple country boy, and makes her think of the purity of Songzhi Qingxian... This big boy who blushes when she teases him lightly is really cute.

Seeing Shinji and Hatsue falling in love, Arun naturally put himself in Hatsue's shoes.

She is pure and beautiful, loyal to love.

Even though her father tried to stop her in every way, she never changed her heart and always loved Shinji.

"Finally, he and I are going to get married..." Arun smiled happily.

Kiyono Yuko looked confused: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Hmm? Nothing, just thinking about something happy..." Arun turned his head and looked at the streets of Ginza outside the window.

The 15th is coming soon. Can you help him find a place to stay?
or……

Why not just take him home...

■

The horror popularity of "The Wave" brought great shock to the Japanese literary and publishing industries.

On the first day, the 10 copies printed were sold out in less than half a day.

The price readers paid privately was three times the official price.

The 10 copies of the New Trend supplement were also sold out.

Shinchosha had many plans to deal with the hot sales of "Chaosao". The printing factory started working overnight and the machines were smoking.

During this period, any literary forum could not escape the fate of being topped by Chao Sao.

Kyoto University, Faculty of Letters.

Keisuke Takahashi sat on the sofa and flipped through "Shiosao" again, his face looking as bad as it could be.

Countless eyes are staring at Xinchao, and the sales data that most people care about is impossible to keep secret.

In fact, there is no need to keep it secret.

No matter how many come, we can sell them all. No need to guess...

This morning, Keisuke Takahashi got the inside information.

The first print run of 10 copies of "Chao Sao" was sold out nationwide within three hours of being put on the shelves!

The two subsequent reprints have basically been sold out after today.

In five days, 40 copies were sold...

This is a single volume that costs 2600 yen, and the author is a new writer!
Who on earth would spend so much money to buy a love novel with no plot at all...

Keisuke Takahashi took the book and read it over and over again.

This sight made him feel regretful...

He regretted it.

You shouldn't mess with this guy...

Right now, there is nothing wrong with the quality and sales of "Chaosao", which means that he will soon be punished by netizens for his previous remarks... Maybe he will suffer a big setback this time.

(End of this chapter)