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

Chapter 172: Three people? Probably.

Chapter 172: Threesome? Probably.

Staying up late to exercise is not a good idea.

Ryukawa Tetsu said this to himself after finding fallen hair on his pillow for the third time.

April 12, sunny.

Longchuan Che, who was planning to change his exercise method, took out a pair of sneakers and a black sweatshirt that he hadn't worn for a long time, and came to the bottom of the apartment building early.

The plump clouds in the sky were moving slowly, and the cleaning lady had just swept the streets at exactly six o'clock.

A girl wearing sneakers was standing at the door of a coffee shop which was not yet open.

Longchuan Che had never seen a girlfriend like this.

He looked cool and sassy in a hooded jumpsuit, and listened to music leisurely with a pair of white wired headphones in his ears.

She put her hands in her shirt pockets, looked up at the sky and muttered something. Her youthful and sunny face easily made Longchuan Che think of this sentence.

'A woman of any age has her own unique beauty that cannot be replicated at that age.'

The lady is charming, while the pine branches and seeds are as youthful and upbeat as the sycamore trees in July and August.

The morning light ironed her delicateness and vitality. Her white sweatshirt fluttered gently in the wind, giving people a feeling of vitality even in this early morning when most people were still asleep.

"Good morning, Muzi-san."

Longchuan Che's voice sounded a little sleepy, and he regretted asking his girlfriend, a gym student, for advice on exercise methods a few days ago.

"Of course it's running, morning jogging."

"Running? Will it be more effective than sit-ups?"

"Of course!" The girlfriend wrinkled her nose, as if she was dissatisfied with her boyfriend who could only do sit-ups crazily.

"Running can significantly improve cardiopulmonary function, enhance heart endurance and efficiency, and greatly enhance immunity. What else can sit-ups do besides improving abdominal core strength?"

Longchuan Che actually wanted to say that being able to improve the core strength of the abdomen would be enough, but the girl was looking at him eagerly at the time.

His girlfriend is a running enthusiast, and she came over and asked in a sweet voice, "Want to join us, Archer?"

Well, for a girl, it is probably a very happy thing to do what she likes with the person she likes.

Longchuan Che was not sure if he could get up, but when he looked into those eyes, he gritted his teeth and said okay.

The morning breeze gently blew away the tiredness, and Longchuan Che was not the only one who was caught out for a run.

The two found the eldest lady who had already gone downstairs under Hanzomon.

"Good morning, Muzi."

Miss Imamura was also wearing a light blue sports suit, and her face looked lifeless.

She and Longchuan Tetsu had the same habit of staying in bed, and they were the last two to get up during the Youth Appreciation Ceremony.

Looking at the two people who were equally unmotivated, Songzhi Muzi smacked his lips.

These two people are very similar in some ways. They both like literature, love to sleep in, can stay up late to write, but feel like they have lost their souls when they get up early.

"Excessive!"

Her boyfriend actually had very similar habits to her best friend, so Songzhi Muzi stomped her feet in anger.

The running route that Coach Muzi planned for the two of them was to run all the way from Kagurazaka to Chidorigafuchi Park.

It is a section of the Imperial Palace moat located in the eastern part of Shinjuku Ward. In winter, red-billed gulls fly here, forming a V-shape that looks very similar to a flying bird with its wings spread.

The whole journey was four kilometers in total. At the beginning, Long Chuan Che was calm and composed, but in the middle, his legs felt like they were filled with lead. When they reached the finish line, Long Chuan Che and the eldest lady were exhausted.

"Are all liberal arts students so weak?"

Looking at the two people lying on the green grass and gasping for breath, Songzhimuzi, who was just warming up, frowned.

My best friend and boyfriend are both beginners in running. They don’t know how to control their stride or breathing, and they just keep running.

"You guys take a break, I'll run two more laps." Coach Muzi shook her head, still unsatisfied. In writing, she could not beat the two of them, and in running, three Longchuan Tetsu and three young ladies were not enough to beat her.

My legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Chidorigafuchi is a famous cherry blossom viewing spot.

When Longchuan Che tilted his head, he could see the young lady beside him who was also panting.

The girl cared more about her image than he did. She was leaning against a huge cherry tree. The pink and tender cherry blossoms on the tree were blown down by the morning breeze, rippling the water in the moat and sticking to the girl's hair.

"I heard you submitted a manuscript yesterday?"

The two of them have been working for two days. Yesterday, the eldest lady finalized the first shortlisted candidate under her. Longchuan Tetsu remembered that the work was called "Lantern Grass", a critical literary work reflecting post-war life and the influence of modern times.

"Ah."

The girl tucked the ends of her hair by her ears and took off the cherry blossom petals stuck to her head.

"What about you? Are you still looking for some New Sensationalist literature?"

In fact, for today's literary awards, it is safer to choose class literature that is popular among the mainstream.

It is easier to be recognized by other judges and the risk of being criticized by others is relatively small.

Literary works must be meaningful and popular. Behavior like that of Ryukawa Tetsu who only picks works of the "New Sensationalism" school is more like cultivating one's own factional power.

"Grandpa gave you a shortcut, why did you take the long way?"

The girl looked at Longchuan Che with a smile.

The two are actually still in a hostile relationship, but Longchuan Che doesn't care, and the girl doesn't take it seriously. Instead, the two people who should be enemies seem to be getting along peacefully.

"Shortcut? Where is it?"

Lying on the green grass, watching the clouds in the sky staggeringly crawling, Longchuan Che asked with some confusion.

"If you follow mainstream literature, your status in the literary world will rise quickly."

Sweat soaked the girl's face, and she secretly opened the zipper of her sportswear a little to let some air in.

Longchuan Che is a bad guy. Just the day before yesterday when she joked with a smile that "Longchuan doesn't look like someone who likes running", she was brought along by the bad-hearted boy Chuan Teng Muzi.

God has pity on you. The eldest lady’s talent was all in the field of literature. If Muzi hadn’t held her back, the girl would have been lost halfway.

[The eldest daughter of the Kujo family has not returned yet. Is this a loss of morality or the extinction of humanity?]

At that time, Longchuan Che had already thought of the news headline, but he didn't expect that the eldest lady, who was panting every three steps, would still catch up little by little.

"that."

Longchuan Che seemed a little indifferent as he held the grass in his mouth.

“The difference between winning early and winning late.”

The girl was not angry when provoked by the other party. She tickled Longchuan Che's ear with a piece of grass.

"Ryukawa Tetsu, do you know how you will return to the Kujo family?"

"How?"

Longchuan Che felt a little strange. The girl buried her face in her hands and looked at him with a teasing smile.

That's an expression that says, "Don't regret it later, even if you're jumping around so hard now."

"It doesn't matter."

Longchuan Che rested his hands on his head, with an expression on his face that said, "No matter what you say, I will get the pot knife."

Desire for power?

Maybe both.