Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 121: The Out-of-Touch Miss Muzi and Love Letter 2
Valentine's Day, February 14th.

Girls will make handmade chocolates for the boys they like on this day.

Longchuan Che still remembers that the girl said she was going to stay at her friend's house after the exam, and then she showed up at the hotel entrance early in the morning on February 14.

"Archer, what are your plans for today?"

"Hotel accommodation is too expensive. I plan to stay at the Youth Cultural Center directly."

Just like that, a girl followed Longchuan Che to a place that was incompatible with her.

The dark chocolate in his mouth that was originally a bit sweet and greasy became a bit astringent. Longchuan Che chewed it and felt that it was a little sweeter than before.

What flavor is mixed in it?

Maybe it was the little bit of love made from the melted hot cocoa while the girl was standing in the bakery during the two days she disappeared.

"I know, I know. I'll go back before the holiday is over."

"Here in Sumida Ward, Tokyo."

"Many friends are here, including Xia Zi."

"We just started dating, there's no need to worry about meeting each other."

A communicator connects thousands of kilometers.

Girl stretching in front of treadmill in exercise area.

Sweatshirt, casual pants.

Her black hair was tied up high with a headband. When she moved, her calves were tight and strong, and her body was particularly flamboyant like a little leopard.

"Hey…"

After hanging up the phone with her mother, the girl sighed.

Her parents are athletes who travel outside all year round, and they only see each other a few times a year.

"What a disgusting feeling."

Alone in the exercise room, those writers didn't seem to pay much attention to their health.

There was no one to chat with her in the empty area, and Miss Muzi particularly hated this feeling.

She likes to laugh when she is happy and cry when she is sad. Coldness and dead silence are what she hates the most.

There was a squeak.

When the girl was feeling a little bored, the door behind her was pushed open.

"Hey, Akane."

The person who came was none other than Takeda Akane, who also did morning and evening stretching and practiced dancing.

"Good afternoon, Muzi."

Takeda Akane, a girl with pure appearance but a little charm, nodded to Matsueda Muko who was standing next to the treadmill.

Yamanashi was a classmate of the two in their second year of junior high school, and they had been quite close before.

Different from the simple-dressed Songzhi Muzi.

The girl who came in later was wearing a blue and white dance costume, with a slender waist and long legs.

The beauty of an eighteen-year-old girl is fully embodied by her.

Songzhi Muzi secretly glanced in front of the other person, then pulled open his sweatshirt and took a look.

"Muzi."

Seeing the girl's little gesture, Takeda smiled.

She called her old classmates to warm up with her.

The very flexible legs are placed on the treadmill handrails.

The body leaned forward and pressed down, and the snow-white and smooth soft flesh overflowed from the collar.

"How's the manuscript?"

Takeda Akane likes the envious looks from others and shows off her body to her heart's content in front of Miss Muzi.

Very astringent.

Not only boys like to look at beautiful women, girls also like to look at them.

Songzhi Muzi swept across the other person's peach-like buttocks, white and slender body, and even to the ankles that could be pressed above the head.

After taking a look at the girl's stretched body, Songzhi Muzi sighed.

“I haven’t written it yet.”

Miss Muzi's voice sounded somewhat ashamed.

Now everyone is like students taking classes in a classroom.

Some people finished writing down all the progress in the blink of an eye, while others were organizing their ideas for solving the problems.

Only her.

Poor little thing.

"I feel so stupid, Xiao Qian. When I came here, I told Archer that I was good at Chinese, but it turned out to be completely different."

Songzhi Muzi sighed and walked slowly on the treadmill. Her confidence was full of enthusiasm from the beginning, and Xiaolongchuan was in control.

Until now, I just want to finish a complete work.

Seeing the girl who used to be popular in school now looking sickly, Takeda Akane raised her eyebrows.

"Didn't that fellow Longchuan Tetsu help you?"

In Takeda Akane's opinion, Ryukawa Tetsuya is an orthodox writer. Although the current situation in the literary world is not very good, it is not a problem for him to write a manuscript for his girlfriend.

"he?"

Matsueda Muko thought of her boyfriend who was running around all day.

"He is very busy."

The girl pouted when she said this. Obviously no one would believe that Longchuan Che was busy.

"He's almost familiar with everyone in the venue, so why is he still busy?"

Sure enough, Takeda Akane's sneer came to my ears.

The girl's words made Miss Muzi even more depressed. Although she didn't expect Longchuan Che to help her, the other party was obviously a boyfriend who didn't care about his girlfriend's current situation.

Feeling a little sour in her heart, Miss Muzi's expression became even more bleak.

The sunflower looked limp like one that had been hit by water. Seeing the other person looking somewhat lost, Takeda Akane rolled her eyes.

"Muzi, break up with Longchuan Tetsu."

Takeda Akane moved closer to the girl, like a good friend who was considerate of her.

"That guy has no future now. His novels can't even be published."

Takeda Akane spoke seriously, not noticing that Matsueda Kiko's eyes were becoming increasingly strange.

"Xiao Qian."

The girl smiled at the pretty and enthusiastic girl.

"You and Archer don't have a good relationship."

It is easy to guess that the other party has a bad relationship with Longchuan Tetsu.

Although Ryukawa Toru never said it, when the two met a few times in the beginning, Takeda Akane pretended not to know her.

"He is a pervert, who would be on good terms with him?" Takeda Akane sneered.

Songzhi Muzi didn't ask why her boyfriend was a pervert. She touched the girl's beautiful face with a weird smile.

"If he is a pervert, you should just stay away from him. Why are you saying bad things about him in front of me?"

The treadmill belt made a humming sound, and Takeda took his long legs off the treadmill.

"What do you mean? I advised you because you are my friend."

The girl stood there and looked at the other person coldly, as if her kindness was being betrayed.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Matsueda Muko stared straight into Takeda Akane's eyes and said.

"Xiao Qian, do you know?"

The girl waved her hands in the air.

"Ever since junior high school, there have been boys who like to tease girls, bully girls, and some even go so far as to say bad things about a girl to other boys."

"Do you know why?"

The girl's eyes were a beautiful amber color, and through that amber, Takeda Akane seemed to have caught a glimpse of something that frightened her greatly.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Takeda Akane gritted her teeth.
"Instead of talking about this nonsense, why not think about the interviews with reporters and the manuscript submissions in the next two days? I have already finished them."

The girl in the dance costume walked out of the door with a gloomy face. Matsueda Muko watched her leave and sighed.

"Fool."

The girl's voice was very soft, and it was unclear whether she was talking about the other person or herself.

After daily training and a shower last night, my body, which secreted endorphins, still failed to make the girl happy.

She went to her boyfriend with a sad face, hoping to see if there was a chance to throw a tantrum and ask him to teach her a lesson.

What her old classmate had already accomplished made her even more anxious, just as she considered the possibility of simply slipping away.

She saw a large group of people surrounding her boyfriend in the common hall.

Sitting opposite him was the very famous author in the guild hall.

I think his name is Ying Si or something.

His noise made her boyfriend a little annoyed. She saw Longchuan Che rub his nose and looked up to see her.

"I said, you write."

Someone took her hand and asked her to sit in the middle of the venue.

Miss Muzi remembers that her boyfriend's cheeks were hot and his heart was warm that day.

(End of this chapter)