Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 84 What to wear white stockings at midnight
The sky in late autumn is so dark that it seems to be dripping blue paint.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the Bluebird, Kiyoaki Matsueda looked out the window.

The leaves on both sides of the street gradually turned yellow.

Japan is a country with four distinct seasons.

The changing of seasons and scenery are the best proof of the passage of time.

Looking at the pedestrians wearing increasingly thick clothes, Songzhi Qingxian couldn't help but feel emotional.

When he first arrived, it was early summer and everything was lush and green.

At that time, he was penniless, had no relatives, and felt unfamiliar with everything.

If he hadn't met upright and good people like Isamu Ohshima, Naoto Oguri, and Professor Kiyono, he would probably still be a depressed little author.

Without money, you have no confidence, and you are still that coward who carries a bucket and a rag and is scolded so hard that you can't even raise your head.

Now, he not only has fame and fortune, but he is also singing at home.

Life is full of ups and downs...

After getting through the confusion and fear when he first arrived, Kiyoaki Matsueda seemed to have found his feet and was able to appreciate the world with a relaxed and happy mood.

"You seem to be very busy lately."

Songzhi Qingxue's gentle voice interrupted his thoughts.

Kiyoaki Matsueda withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman in the cab.

She has a slim figure and a pretty face. Half of her body is bathed in the warm sunshine of late autumn, and her black hair is shining with a dazzling glow like flowing water.

"I've been preparing a new book recently, so I'm really busy."

“Don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”

"How can I not feel pressured? I am so afraid that I am not worthy of these books..."

"uh-huh?"

Songzhi Qingxue tilted her head slightly, her eyes like water.

"A great writer should behave like a great writer. His words and deeds should be worthy of his talent." Songzhi Qingxian smiled faintly and explained the previous sentence to her half-truthfully, "I am afraid that my talent and knowledge are not enough. Once I open my mouth, I will expose the fact that I am a mediocre person, and people will think that I am not worthy of the books I wrote..."

Songzhi Qingxue understood his words as humility!

"You are obviously very talented, but you are still so low-key and studious. It's really great..."

"Oh~"

Kiyoaki Matsueda nodded and then laughed again.

To be honest, when he first started copying books, he just thought he could just copy whatever was popular. He copied one book after another and wanted both money and fame.

But after writing the two books "Dancing Girl" and "Tide", he realized that plagiarism was not so easy.

First of all, after becoming famous, he had to participate in various book signings, lectures, talk shows, literary salons and the like.

There are some occasions where you really have to go.

Because in this industry chain, from publishing houses to printing houses, to tens of thousands of bookstores, many people are relying on him to make a living as a great writer. After becoming famous, it is impossible for him to stay at home copying books all the time.

To attend such a show, he needs to have sufficient writing skills so as not to reveal his true identity the moment he opens his mouth.

Secondly, it is really impossible to copy any book just because it is famous.

Readers are not fools, editors are not fools, and the country's literary experts are even less likely to be fools.

During this period, many people on the Internet criticized him for choosing the path of commercial writing for money.

The biggest reason for this argument is that Mishima's writing style changed from "Dancing Girl" to "The Sound of Waves".

Of course, a writer can have more than one writing style.

But a writer with his own style will never have a different writing style for each book, unless he hires a ghostwriter.

I don't know how many eyes are staring at Mishima now. If he changes his writing style in the third book, all kinds of accusations of "ghostwriting" and "hiring a ghostwriter" will be put on him. There is no way to explain away this kind of dirty water.

There is an even more important point.

After finally realizing the difficulty of plagiarism, Kiyoaki Matsueda had to start improving his literary knowledge.

Fortunately, he has a system that allows him to remember everything he sees.

Other people’s articles are, after all, other people’s.

But literary literacy is your own.

Even if you get married in the future, your children will stare at you with innocent eyes and ask, "Dad, did you really write those books?"

At that time, he could also answer the child loudly without any shame: "Although those books were written by Mishima, your father is no worse than Mishima."

At noon, the couple returned home.

The mistress was taking a nap on the lounge chair in front of the tea room.

She was wearing a purple suspender nightgown, revealing her plump, white legs that looked like those of a woman in her twenties.

Seeing the two people coming in, Matsueda Shinsako closed her beautiful phoenix eyes in disgust.

"What's wrong with mother recently?" Songzhi Qingxue asked in a low voice, "It's been almost half a month, and every day she looks like someone has offended her."

"How would I know..." Matsueda Kiyoaki shrugged.

He actually knew.

After returning from Arun's last stay, he decided to have a real relationship in order to correct his desires.

But I haven’t decided who to talk to yet.

Love, like encountering ghosts, all depends on luck.

If you are not lucky, you can't negotiate even if you want to.

But it doesn’t matter, he can just not contact Shinsako for now!
So, during the half month from mid-September to early October, he avoided Masako almost every day, making her feel awkward and angry whenever she saw him.

In fact, during this period of time, Masako has successfully transformed her role.

She is no longer the high-ranking mistress, but a hard-working housewife who does laundry and cooks for her family every day to ensure they have no worries about logistics.

I thought such a change could be exchanged for sincere treatment.

As a result, he became even colder!
Although their relationship was not good before, he would always find ways to irritate her and occasionally offend her.

She said she was unhappy, but she was actually very happy.

result……

Now that she was nice to him, he suddenly became cold.

How to do?
She is Shinsako, but she is the honorable mistress!
You can't let such a proud person like her go to such an indifferent place...

Lunch is ready.

Songzhi Qingxue walked into the restaurant and saw the steaming lunch on the table, so she shouted, "Mom, can we eat now?"

Kiyoaki Matsueda brought three sets of bowls and chopsticks.

After a while, Matsueda Shinsako also came into the restaurant, sat at the dining table, lowered her head, and looked depressed.

Her beautiful face looked somewhat dejected.

There are faint dark bags under the eye sockets, as if he hasn't had enough rest recently.

Songzhi Qingxue was about to speak when her mother suddenly turned her head to look at her and said nothing.

That look seemed to be somewhat resentful...?
"Why do I feel like you're acting weird? Are you worried about something?" Songzhi Qingxue asked puzzledly.

"I'm fine, what should I be worried about!" Matsueda Shinsako's expression was calm, but there was obviously resentment in her words.

Songzhi Qingxue sat down next to her and gently patted the back of her mother's hand: "Are you feeling upset because you have been stuck at home for too long with nothing to do?"

"It's not because of this..." Matsueda Shinsako shook her head.

But then she reacted immediately and quickly excused herself: "No, no, I don't have any worries!"

Unfortunately it's too late.

The daughter has already gotten the information out of her, and the mother is just troubled.

Kiyoaki Matsueda saw this scene and felt deeply moved. Masako seemed cold and unapproachable on the surface, but in fact, she had a very straightforward character.

To put it bluntly, he is just stupid. Whatever appears on his face is reflected in his heart. It is very easy to understand.

In comparison, the daughter who kept herself hidden seemed much more terrifying...

"Mom, tell me, are you angry because I don't allow you to help in the store?" Songzhi Qingxue continued to ask.

Matsue Masako kept a straight face and continued to be stubborn: "No, I told you I'm not worried!"

"It can't be that you're unhappy because my relationship with Aqing has improved, right?" Songzhi Qingxue rolled her eyes at her mother in annoyance.

As a result, his mother glanced at him and opened her mouth to refute, but no words came out.

"……Um?"

The daughter was very smart and realized something was wrong immediately.

So, she turned to look at Kiyoaki Matsue and smiled slightly: "Dear, are you hiding something from me?"

As everyone knows, Matsueda Kiyoaki is an honest man, so facing Matsueda Kiyoyuki's horrifying scrutiny, he smiled faintly: "Since you want to pursue excitement, then go all the way. I'll let her become a servant, pouring tea and serving water for me..."

"Stop talking nonsense and eat." Songzhi Qingxue gave him a blank look.

Because the words were so absurd, they had no credibility at all, and she was too lazy to guess whether they were true or not.

"Ah?" Matsueda Shinsako was stunned.

Why was it that her daughter could accurately identify her lies, but his truth was directly identified as false?

This world is so unfair to her!

Matsueda Shinsako was in a bad mood throughout the lunch.

"Ah, be careful..."

Kiyoaki Matsueda accidentally spilled some of the soup.

The soup flowed down the tablecloth and splashed a little on Matsueda Shinsako's thigh.

"Let me wipe it for you..." He quickly took out a handkerchief from his shirt pocket and wiped it for her.

In an instant, the dazzling whiteness of the white handkerchief brought a sense of cleanliness to the entire room and soothed away the anxiety in Matsueda Shinsako's heart.

Yeah, he's always family...

This thought lasted for two seconds, and then when she saw him turn around and use a handkerchief to wipe the grease from the corners of her daughter's mouth, the mistress felt unhappy again.

After dinner, the three of them came to the tea room.

The mistress was still lying on her own lounge chair, taking a comfortable nap.

Songzhi Qingxue opened his laptop at the tea table and was busy doing something.

As for Kiyoaki Matsueda, he was doing bodyweight fitness on the side.

He placed his shirt and tie next to his computer, and with his upper body naked, he lay on Masako's yoga mat and did crunches and sit-ups.

He was originally of thin build.

But after more than two months of training and dietary supplements, his body has become noticeably stronger.

The chest muscles are clearly defined, the muscles are hard and bulging, and there is no excess fat on the body.

Sitting on the yoga mat, she controls her breathing while supporting her body and twisting it left and right. A layer of sweat appears on her chest and shoulders. Her movements are continuous and beautiful.

Shinsako Matsueda's attention was quickly attracted.

In the reflection of the autumn sunshine, a solid shield emerged in her sight, which was a beautiful masculine chest.

The young man's sexy body is fresh and clean.

"Compared with his noble and holy body, my body is so humble, like a geisha who doesn't want money..."

A noble mistress compared herself to a geisha. This self-degrading thought did not make Matsueda Shinsako feel ashamed, but made her happy. She curled up lazily on the recliner with her plump body, like a tired geisha who had just finished receiving a customer.

Masako Matsueda is a strong woman and never thinks that women should depend on men to live.

In her opinion, laziness leads to misfortune.

So she has always been very hardworking, from her teenage years to now when she is over 40, and she has been very diligent in everything from studying to working.

But now with Songeda Qingxian, she became lazy, enjoying the peaceful and boring time, and lost her former ambition to work hard and fight.

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After finishing his exercise, Kiyoaki Matsueda went to take a shower.

When she came out, she was wearing pajamas and wiping her wet hair with a towel.

Sitting on the recliner, Matsueda Shinsako skillfully cast a lazy look at him, and felt an urge to rub his head.

Of course, her self-esteem wouldn't allow her to do that.

So she put on a grim expression.

Kiyoaki Matsueda glanced at her, put on the same cool look as her, and walked past her like a proud big white goose.

"..."

Matsueda Shinsako exhaled deeply.

The beautiful mistress's face instantly turned cold, and her breasts swelled with anger.

In autumn, the days are short and pass quickly.

In the evening, when Songzhi Luming returned home, he looked unhappy.

When he saw Songeda Qingxian, he also had a cold and disgusted look on his face, and snorted with resentment in his nose.

Hehehe, you just know how to do it. Are you a piggy?

Of course, Kiyoaki Matsueda knew where the deer's resentment came from.

Her school's cultural festival will begin on October 10th, and there is only a week left.

As a result, the theme song for her stage play has not yet been decided...

In fact, during this period of time, she gritted her teeth and actually wrote two songs... If she hadn't heard Kiyoaki Matsueda's song "Glory Bows to Me", perhaps she would have decided on the theme song by now. Unlike now, her mind is full of the melody and lyrics of "Glory Bows to Me, Conquer the World or Have Nothing", and she doesn't think highly of what she wrote.

ah ah ah...

You stinky idiot, stinky brother-in-law, can’t you just give it to me…

You sang half of the song and kept the other half hidden. Are you trying to hook me and make me beg you?
I tell you, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!
I will never acknowledge you as my brother-in-law in my life!
……snort!

Because he spent a lot of energy on the stage play, Songzhi Luming felt a little lack of energy these days, and looked a little drowsy while eating at the table.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Matsueda Shinsako noticed something unusual.

"No, nothing, just lack of sleep..." Matsueda Luming shook his head and said listlessly.

"Have you been going to bed late these days?"

"yes……"

"What on earth is going on?"

"Ha~"

The little daughter yawned, stood up and said, "I'm so sleepy. I'm going to go back to my room and sleep for a while. I still have to do my homework tonight..."

"This child..." Matsueda Shinsako's face was full of worry.

"Mom, why don't you go and persuade Luming..." Songzhi Qingxue, who knew the reason, came over and whispered in her mother's ear, "She wants a song from Aqing, but she can't bring herself to ask Aqing for it. You go and talk to her and make her bow her head..."

Hearing this, Matsueda Shinsako's eyes lit up.

The reasonable opportunity has arrived!
...I'll go and ask him for my younger daughter's help.

...Ahem, it's a mother's responsibility to take care of her daughter. I don't want to ask that bastard for help!

The night is getting darker.

The moonlight is bright, shining on the corridor.

In the courtyard shrouded in darkness, no noise from Tokyo could be heard, only the chirping of autumn insects in the soil.

Kiyoaki Matsueda took his hands off the keyboard, stretched himself, and relaxed from the fatigue of sitting for so long.

I looked out the window, hoping that the night view would soothe my tired eyes.

In the warm yellow light of the courtyard, a beautiful figure was walking. It was Masako who was walking from the tea room to the living room.

The lights were still on in the tea room, and the figures working on clearing snow from pine branches could be clearly seen.

Qingxian Songeda looked back at the computer, saved all the documents, turned off the computer and went out.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Matsueda Shinsako, who had just come out of the bath, walking up to the second floor.

When she saw him, the mistress didn't even turn her head.

Old woman, you have quite a temper!
Kiyoaki Matsueda smiled, turned and walked towards the tea room.

The autumn night is cool, the moonlight is bright and clear, and cotton-like white clouds flow slowly over the treetops.

In the warm yellow light of the tea room, Songzhi Qingxue was sleeping on the table with her laptop still open and her hair a little messy.

I saw in the room just now that she was still working.

In other words, she had just fallen asleep, less than thirty seconds ago.

Kiyoaki Matsueda stood behind her and watched her for a while. Her sleeping face was very cute, but the fatigue between her brows somewhat ruined this cuteness.

In this family, she is the most tired...

After watching for a while, Songeda Qingxian turned off the lights in the tea room and was about to turn around and leave.

"Hmm~"

There was movement behind him.

Kiyoaki Matsueda turned around and looked.

The cold moonlight shone on the tea table. The woman woke up dazedly, rubbed her eyes, and looked lazily and confusedly at the blurry figure in front of her:

"Uh, Qing?"

Her voice is sweet and innocent, with a softness that can penetrate into the heart.

"Yes, it's me." Kiyoaki Matsueda smiled and turned on the light again.

Stimulated by the strong light, Songzhi Qingxue squinted her eyes again, rubbed them, and opened them again after a few seconds. The confusion in her expression gradually faded away.

Looking at Songzhi Qingxian in front of her, she smiled a little embarrassedly, a very embarrassing expression.

"I fell asleep accidentally..."

"How much more life is left?"

"almost……"

"Go to bed early. I'm going to take a shower."

"Hmm~"

After a brief conversation, Kiyoaki Matsueda walked towards the bathroom.

Looking at the bathtub, I felt like taking a bath, so I turned on the water heater and filled it with water.

I estimated that it would take five or six minutes to fill it up, so I went back to my room and slowly took out my clothes, nail clippers, ear pick, razor...

Inside the tea room, Songzhi Qingxian had just left and Songzhi Qingxue soon felt sleepy again.

After squinting and dozing off, I felt that I couldn't go on like this, so I decided to take a bath and come back later.

The washed bathrobes and underwear would be put back into the bathroom, so Matsueda Kiyoyuki walked directly into the bathroom and closed the door with her little hands, but she didn't use enough strength and the door was only half closed.

Late at night, the yard was quiet.

Her mind was confused again. When she came in, she saw half a tub of hot water in the bathtub and thought it was left by her mother.

"Ah~"

Yawning tiredly.

Kiyoyuki Matsueda took off her top, reached behind her back and unbuttoned her bra.

Then take off your pants.

Reach out and take off the hairband on your head.

The gorgeous black hair fell down like ink, covering her fair and graceful back.

When Kiyoaki Matsueda came back with a small basin, he just saw her walking to the bathtub. Her breathtakingly beautiful body slowly sank into the hot water. She glanced casually ahead, looking a little sleepy.

"……Um?"

Songzhi Qingxue blinked.

Songeda Qingxian was also very puzzled. Why did she see the tub of hot water and just soak in it without asking who it belonged to?

At this point she was completely naked, and although she was in the bathtub, her upper body was clearly visible.

That soft and plump body, with its charming and proud curves, shows at first glance that she has inherited excellent genes from her mother.

It is beautiful, but you can’t keep looking at it.

Kiyoaki Matsueda reacted quickly, turned around silently and was about to leave.

Then a sound of "Ah" came from behind.

Songzhi Qingxue's mind was already confused, and when he frightened her like this, she screamed out instinctively, then covered her body with her hands and shrank into the water.

But because I was too panicked, I forgot to hold my breath. As soon as my head entered the water, the water went into my nose along with my breath.

Then, he choked on the water... He suddenly raised his head, patted his chest, and started coughing violently.

Kiyoaki Matsueda had to turn around.

She looked very miserable, her face was red, and she was coughing up tears and snot.

"Hey, if you drown in your own bathtub, you know how many people will laugh at you if you tell others about it..." Kiyaki Matsueda took a large bath towel and covered her with it, then patted her back a few times through the towel.

"Ahem, ahem...why are you here..."

"I still want to ask you!"

"Hey, did you put in the hot water?"

"Who else besides you is still awake?"

"Yes, that's right." Songzhi Qingxue blushed, lowered her head, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "You can go out now..."

Just at this moment, there was a noise outside the door.

"What happened? Qingxue, were you the one who called out just now...eh?"

Hearing her daughter's cry, Matsueda Shinsako rushed in anxiously, and saw her daughter with a rosy and shy face, and Matsueda Kiyokatsu with his hand on her back... In an instant, the mistress thought of something and her expression became a little unhappy.

"No, it's okay, you guys go, let me take a shower..."

There were very few embarrassing moments in Songeda Qingxue's life, and all he wanted was for his mother and Songeda Qingxian to get out quickly.

When he looked at his mother, she was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why are you wearing white stockings in the middle of the night..."

The corner of Matsueda Shinsako's eye twitched, and she turned around with an awkward fake smile: "...Ha, haha, let's try, try..."

Before he finished speaking, the man left.

The style of the stockings and the black lace leg ring on the right leg... Kiyokatsu Matsueda found them very familiar. After a quick recollection, he realized that this was the maid outfit he bought!

　From now on, there will be two chapters every day, and the update will be maintained at 10,000 words.

　　
　
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