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

Chapter 16: Snake Husband

Chapter 16: Snake Husband (Part )

After Ryukawa Toru finished writing that, he deliberately showed it to Mrs. Takeda.

The words "moist" and "fingerprints" made Mrs. Takeda's skin turn pink, which looked very beautiful, like a blooming camellia.

Mrs. Takeda had been lying there quietly, and only stood up and glared at Ryukawa Toru angrily after her daughter left.

"Longchuan Che, you liar, I will never call you master again!"

Mrs. Takeda said this to Ryukawa Toru fiercely, then went upstairs with a pillow.

I was actually deceived by such a woman for more than ten years?

Longchuan Che felt very unbelievable as he watched the figure swaying up the stairs.

He shook his head and continued writing.

I was deeply moved when I read the book "Snow Country" again in written form.

The delicate words and lifelike characters.

What Longchuan Che likes most is the description of the first meeting with the girl named "Ye Zi".

[The color of sunset flows at the bottom of the mirror, that is, the mirror of the reflected object and the reflected object are shaking like the overlapping photography of a movie.

There is no relationship between the characters and the background.

The characters are as illusory as transparent, and the scenery is as hazy and flowing as the sunset, and the two blend together to depict this extraordinary symbolic world. Especially when the faint light of the wild mountains shines on the girl's face, Shimamura's letter can't help but tremble at its unspeakable beauty. 】

How beautiful is this woman in front of you?

Not necessarily, Shimamura didn't even look at her face. One of the girl's eyes was reflected on the train window, and Shimamura stared at the virtual image reflected in the glass.

The girl in the mirror is more of a transparent illusion, while the scenery is a hazy undercurrent in the night mist. The two melt together to depict a symbolic world that transcends the world.

Especially when the lights in the mountains shine on the girl's face, the indescribable beauty makes anyone's heart tremble.

Is it the virtual image in the mirror that reflects the beauty of the girl? Longchuan doesn't think so.

Long Chuan believes that the girl's beauty does not come from herself. In the mirror image, the girl herself appears in the image, so that the girl obtains the existence itself in the image in the mirror.

The burning fireplace was refilled three times, and the smoke dried the ink on the manuscript paper. When Takeda Akane came down from upstairs, she was surprised to find that Ryukawa Toru was still writing a book there.

"Don't die in my house." Takeda Akane's words were still vicious. She was wearing beautiful training clothes and doing stretching in the warm living room.

Longchuan Che rubbed his sore eye sockets. He had already written nearly 20,000 words.

"Call me Master."

"Call you head."

Very good, after one night, this person didn’t even recognize the master.

Longchuan Che saw her doing the splits over there, with her long legs raised up to her head.

This woman is more suitable to debut as an idol trainee than in the economics department.

Idol trainee Akane Takeda finished stretching, ate something and went out. An hour or two later, Mrs. Takeda came down stealthily.

"Xiao Qian is gone?"

"Yeah, I went to a private school."

Longchuan Che responded casually.

Even Ryukawa Toru, who felt that he was destined to be great in the future, felt that some of Takeda Akane's characteristics were worth learning from.

I can get up at six o'clock, do a full set of morning exercises, and go to private school every day during the winter vacation.

She knew clearly that only excellent grades could help her escape from this poor little village.

"The Moon and Sixpence" says that meanness and nobility, evil and kindness, hatred and love can coexist in the same heart.

How much affectation is contained in sincerity, how much meanness is contained in nobility, and virtue can be found even in evil.

Ryukawa Toru has never underestimated the sharp-tongued and vicious Takeda Akane. Even though he hates her, he has to face her hard-working attitude.

People are multifaceted.

Thinking about this clearly, Longchuan Che felt even more amazing.

Not everyone can face the advantages of people they hate.

Mrs. Takeda showed off her beautiful swan neck and wandered around the living room boredly in a black sweater.

She usually stays at home alone most of the time. Longchuan Che usually goes out to work during holidays, but it seems that he is not leaving today.

"Snake Husband? What is this?"

Mrs. Takeda suddenly came over. She was actually a little curious about what Ryukawa Toru wrote. Those words were so brilliant that she carefully savored them while lying in bed last night. Apart from the parts that made her blush and feel irritated, every word and sentence was beautiful.

Just like the stars twinkling in the dark night.

Mrs. Takeda was surprised by her sudden interest in literature.

"What?" Ryukawa Toru looked up, and the red bloodshot in his eyes scared Mrs. Takeda.

"You wrote it all night?" Takeda Takako was stunned.

She got up late, and it's already eight or nine o'clock. She thought Longchuan Che got up early to write a book.

Ryukawa Toru nodded, then pointed to the two words that Mrs. Takeda had just been puzzled about and spoke in a dry voice.

"pen name."

On the first white page of manuscript paper, there are two words next to Snow Country.

The writing is curved like a snake.

Snake Husband

The name seemed a bit strange, and Mrs. Takeda frowned.

Japanese writers' pen names are all kinds of strange. Umino Jusan's real name is Sano Masakazu, and his pen name comes from the homonym of the mahjong idiom "麻雀は运が十".

Detective novelist Otsuichi, whose real name is Ando Hirotaka, chose this pen name because its two kanji characters have fewer strokes.

But the word "snake husband" is really difficult to understand.

"As a human being, you should read more." Longchuan Che smiled.

"It comes from the Chinese story of the farmer and the snake. I use it to remind myself that Mrs. Takeda, you were taken in and entrusted by my mother, but you turned around and bit me."

The old matter was brought up again, and Mrs. Takeda's face became a little gloomy as she stared at Ryukawa Toru.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she snorted and went to the kitchen to get breakfast.

There was the sound of glasses clinking in the kitchen and the sound of the bread machine popping up when the time was up.

Longchuan Che wrote nearly 20,000 words in one night. Feeling a little sleepy, he picked up a small pillow and fell asleep on the sofa.

When Mrs. Takeda came out with a plate and fried egg bread, Ryukawa Toru had already fallen asleep.

The quiet Ryukawa Tetsu lay on the small sofa very docilely. Mrs. Takeda walked to his side and stared at his increasingly handsome face.

She didn't quite understand why the other person's personality changed so drastically, but when she thought about it carefully, the sudden discovery of the truth must have had a great impact on him.

The person to whom he had always been grateful has now taken away everything from him.

Mrs. Takeda sighed and covered him with a blanket with rare tenderness.

It’s hard to say everything, so let’s talk about it.

The affairs between these two families cannot be explained in just a few words.

When Longchuan Che wakes up, they will continue their battle of wits and courage.

But Mrs. Takeda hesitated for a moment and used her fingertips to smooth out the frown on Ryukawa Toru's brows.

Longchuan Che slept for a full night, and when he woke up it was already three or four in the afternoon.

He tilted his head slightly.

The afternoon winter sun shines on the shoulders of the people at the table like a warm shawl, and everything bathed in light and shadow has a somewhat vivid texture.

Why is this woman crying?

Longchuan Che frowned.

"Madam, are you made of water? You keep flowing all day long?" Long Chuan Che smiled and took off the blanket.

"You dare to tease me again!" Takeda Takako slammed the things in her hand on the table.

Long Chuan Che saw clearly that it was his manuscript.

"Tsk, you have quite a bad temper."

"There is nothing good about men!"

Mrs. Takeda glared at Ryukawa Toru and ran upstairs. Ryukawa Toru scratched his head and walked to the table.

“Yet, she has let herself be manipulated.

She scribbled on his hand, saying she was writing the name of the person she liked for him to see.

I wrote down the names of 20 or 30 actors and stars, and then I wrote down countless island villages.”

This is a scene where Komako and Shimamura get along. The whole village knows Komako's love for Shimamura, but the man refuses to take her away from there.

The girl tried her best to get out of the snow country, but it was all in vain.

A girl born in the snow country will eventually disappear in the snow country. This is Komako's fate and also the misfortune of this snow country.

Ryukawa Toru curled his lips, thinking that Mrs. Takeda's ability to empathize was too strong.

He yawned and looked at the table, where besides the manuscript he had sorted out, there was also a barbecue rice.

The pork belly was roasted until it was golden and crispy. Although Mrs. Takeda is lazy, she is actually a good cook.

Longchuan Che raised his eyebrows, and as he was a little hungry, he sat down and started eating.

The sun was setting slowly, and when Ryukawa Toru finished his meal, Mrs. Takeda came down from upstairs.

"There's no food at home. Take me to Lake Kawaguchi."

Mrs. Takeda was wearing a black coat with a black cotton jacket on the outside. The small cross-body bag she carried was off-white and looked very valuable.

Ryukawa Tetsu glanced over the wallet.

"5000 yen a time."

"what?"

"It's 5000 yen per trip."

Longchuan Che yawned lazily.

It is rather troublesome to purchase items in the small village, so usually Ryukawa Toru, who can ride a motorcycle, goes to Lake Kawaguchi four or five kilometers away to buy them.

But now this job belongs to Mrs. Takeda.

"Don't go too far!" Takeda Takako gritted her teeth.

It's a total of four or five kilometers from here, and it's crazy to ask myself to walk 5,000 kilometers.

"You are wearing thick clothes, but I have nothing to wear." Long Chuan Che shook his clothes.

Thin student uniform.

"Where is the money you earned from working?" Mrs. Takeda frowned.

Longchuan Che turned his head and looked at the other person, and after three or five seconds he was sure that the other person was not pretending.

"It was taken away by a dog." Longchuan Che stuffed the manuscript into an envelope and walked out the door.

Mrs. Takeda muttered that it was really troublesome, then ran upstairs to get a unisex cotton coat.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on the white snow, and everything was coated with brilliant colors. Looking from the hillside, the roofs were covered with thick snow, and smoke rose from the chimneys, interweaving with the snowflakes, forming a quiet and peaceful winter picture.

"Buy some raw fish, some pumpkins, and some fruit. A customer will come and ask for it in a couple of days."

Mrs. Takeda sat on the back seat of the motorcycle, her charming face hidden in her scarf, revealing only a pair of almond-shaped eyes twinkling in the snow. She was counting the things that needed to be purchased, and did not notice that Ryukawa Toru rolled his eyes in boredom.

"Madam, I heard that all men are bad?" Long Chuan Cheche likes to draw out the last words when speaking, which makes his words sound a little frivolous, but at the same time one can sense that he is up to no good.

Mrs. Takeda, who was counting with a wrench what to buy tonight, was stunned.

Did I scold him this afternoon?

Mrs. Takeda looked around and suddenly became nervous.

This old motorcycle has been in disrepair for a long time. Would that little bastard Longchuan Che want to die with me?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and Mrs. Takeda moved forward.

"Slow down."

I felt two soft hemispheres pressed against my back.

Although it is winter, my wife is wearing a little too much.

But this figure is really attractive.

Feeling the softness behind him, Longchuan Che raised his eyebrows.

"Slow? I can't slow down."

Longchuan Toru twisted the handle and a wicked smile appeared on his face.