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

Chapter 130: Listen to the Wind Singing (Part )
[There is no such thing as a perfect article, just as there is no such thing as complete despair.]

In the summer of 1970, I, who had just graduated from college, returned to my hometown by the sea for vacation.

My friend 'Rat' and I spent a summer drinking in Jay's bar. We drank enough alcohol to fill a 25-meter swimming pool that summer, and the peanut shells we dropped were enough to cover the floor of Jay's bar at a thickness of five centimeters.

We often do this and fall into some inexplicable anxiety and depression.
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Monday, March 3rd.

A preview of an upcoming article appeared on the pages of major print media.

"Takako, are you going to Sumida District today?"

A regular meeting had just ended. A woman was walking on the corridor in her high heels, and a woman dressed in the same uniform trotted over to catch up with her.

Takako Takeda is charming and has a seductive figure, and the woman who jogs over to her is also very plump.

At the same time, two people from the editorial department walked together in the corridor, attracting a lot of attention.

"Morning, Shinoda-senpai."

Takeda Takako smiled at the woman. If Ryukawa Toru were here, he would definitely be surprised that his wife could still talk to others so kindly. Little did he know that Takeda Takako was already cursing her in her heart at this moment.

The woman who caught up with him was Yu Shinoda, the deputy editor-in-chief of Group 3 and a senior colleague in the company.

After investigation by his wife, she was found to be the culprit who had prevented him from signing a contract with an author some time ago.

Send money, send gifts, report resources, and even sacrifice your body.

Takako Takeda narrowed her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her who was showing familiarity.

According to qualifications, the editor-in-chief position should have been hers.

"Are we still going to the Youth Activity Center to sign up authors today?"

Yu Shinoda looked at Takako Takeda, who had a better figure and better looks than him, with a smile on his face.

She had worked at Kodansha for twenty years. She was a first-rate employee and had excellent interpersonal skills. She never expected that she would be taken advantage of by this pretentious woman some time ago.

"Yes, didn't the Ministry of Education announce a few days ago that a new work would be released today?"

The four major publishing houses have a cooperative relationship with the Ministry of Education during this Youth Award period. The government is responsible for publicity and promotion, while the publishing houses are responsible for printing and publishing.

Editors from several major publishing houses have been frequently visiting the youth activity center these days.

"You want me to not go to that place?"

Xiaotian You smiled with an ambiguous meaning, "Look outside."

Open the window and you'll see Kodansha is located in Bunkyo Ward.

The streets, which used to be clean, were now covered with graffiti.

'Go to hell' 'Sex' 'This country sucks'

All kinds of obscenities were painted all over the street.

There were several police officers chasing the teenagers holding graffiti buckets in the distance, Yu Shinoda said with a sigh.

"This isn't going right."

Since last week, the Akutagawa Prize revealed this issue's possible winners.

There seems to be a tendency for chaos to creep into Japan.

Once again, we saw the influence of this group of "national teachers", who pointed out the current youth of the country incisively.

Pornography, violence, disobedience, and even rebellion.

All eyes were immediately focused on this group of young people born after the Heisei era.

Some people are disdainful, some people reflect on themselves.

But more of it is resistance.

Seventeen or eighteen years old is the stage when independent consciousness begins to emerge. Under the influence of the open-minded trend, young people are no longer the kind of people who would obey orders if they were simply beaten or scolded.

Destroy public facilities and take to the streets to protest.

The more Master Hongping said this to them, the more they did it.

"Mr. Gong Cheng is right. This is really a broken generation."

Looking at several young people being arrested in the distance, Yu Shinoda sighed.

"It's better not to go. Not many people will read their works after they are published."

Yu Shinoda kindly gave some advice.

Not only the social atmosphere, but also the current situation of youth appreciation is in danger.

The new youth itself is a gimmick, but the emphasis on youth education has also pushed them to the forefront.

Can the bad generation take over from the older generation of literati and become the new "national teachers"?

The scene of the demons dancing in the streets now probably gives the answer. "Where else can I go if not to the Youth Festival?"

Takako Takeda rolled her eyes. Shinoda Yu hasn't signed many contracts recently and has been causing a lot of trouble.

All the writer resources that Takeda Takako had access to have been mixed up by her, so where else can she go except to Youth Appreciation to look for them?

She did sign a contract for a work last week, for her daughter.

However, those short prose poems can only be published in magazines and have little revenue-generating potential.

He sighed again and Shinoda Yu came closer mysteriously.

"Hasn't Mr. Tanaka asked you out several times?"

Tanaka Koizumi, the author of horror novels.

Takako Takeda stopped and looked at the other person coldly.

"What do you mean?"

Everyone in the editorial department knew what Tanaka Koizumi was thinking, and the implied meaning of the other party's words was self-evident.

"It's not interesting."

Yu Shinoda squeezed her plump breasts.

“We female editors sometimes...”

There was a snap.

Before Yu Shinoda could finish his words, a clear fingerprint appeared on the other person's face.

Takeda Takako's face was full of coldness, and she said mercilessly:
"You stinky bitch, you're dirty yourself and you dare to drag me into this."

Takako Takeda lacks achievements and authors, but she is not going crazy yet.

No one, except a certain shameless young writer, could take advantage of her.

His face was burning with pain, and Shinoda Yu covered his face and stopped pretending.

"Why are you pretending? You are the editor-in-chief because of your sister. If it weren't for nepotism, how could you have become the editor-in-chief? What do you think you are capable of? Why don't you take a look at what you signed last time?"

When Yu Shinoda was halfway through his words, Takako Takeda raised her hand again.

"Qi!"

Takeda Takako has Takeda Shinki, and Shinoda Yu is just showing off her words. The editorial department will not fire her as a senior editor because of this. The woman spat fiercely and walked away.

“It’s pretty cool.”

Takeda Takako shook her hands, revealing her attitude as a domineering senior.

She has an older sister who protects her and is also the editor-in-chief of Group 6.

Naturally, he would not be manipulated by a subordinate or a so-called best-selling author.

but
"Little bastard, if you don't write something for me, I won't be able to continue my position as editor-in-chief."

Takeda Takako looked towards the direction of Sumida District and sighed.

She has been in Tokyo for quite some time, but has no achievements and only has two or three people under her.

Longchuan Che cheated people and seduced women, and he still hasn't submitted his manuscript.

Feeling that she owed him something in her previous life, Takeda Takako sighed and rushed to Sumida District.

Along the way, you can occasionally see teenagers making trouble and go-karts running out of the streets.

The once beautiful Tokyo has been turned into a mess by young people.

"When will this situation end?"

A few junior high school students ran past my wife, whistling.

Mrs. Takeda sighed and pushed open the door of the Youth Cultural Activity Center.

"Ms. Takeda from Kodansha is here too."

The wind breaks the door leaves and the clouds create waves.

Mrs. Takeda saw Ryukawa Toru sitting among a group of officials and the editor-in-chief of the publishing house.

Shinchosha, Shueisha, Bungeishunju.

The boy still looked at her with a smile on his face as usual.

"Then let's get started."

(End of this chapter)