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

Chapter 203 "Thirteen Nights"

"Just leave like that?"

Ichiro Oobi looked a little dazed behind him. Takeda Maki and Ryukawa Toru walked back on the stone steps. Takeda Maki looked at this 'Shiki' who deliberately concealed his identity.

Ryukawa Toru said that his jaw dropped, but Takeda Maki did not see his happy expression.

It would have been better to turn around and mock him at this time, but he chose to go down the mountain to preserve some dignity for the middle-aged scholar.

Longchuan is 'Zigui', and 'Zigui' is Longchuan.

The most respected and the most hated person in the literary world right now is one person.

Takeda Maki didn't know why he did this.

"I am a soft-hearted person and I cannot bear to see others crying."

Walking all the way down, Ryukawa Tetsu looked back from the mountainside and saw Ono Taro standing on the top of the mountain, a little hesitant, as if he wanted to catch up and ask clearly, but he couldn't let go of his face.

He could accept with a clear conscience that the "sketching method" was created by his peers, but it was difficult for him to accept that his future literary path was related to Ryukawa Toru.

"boring."

The middle-aged scholar stood on the top of the mountain like a swaying fence-sitter, Takeda Shinki raised her eyebrows and said.

The mountain breeze blows on my face. The so-called poetry gathering is just a few people chatting together, and they circulate good poems to each other.

Ryukawa Toru had no interest in writing more, so he and Takeda Maki walked back slowly.

"When did you tell me where you took your sister?"

Pulling a piece of grass from the roadside and putting it in his mouth, Longchuan Che asked in a casual tone.

I don’t know how Takeda Shinki did it. There was no news for a week after his wife left.

No news was sent back, and Longchuan Che was afraid that he had forgotten about that stupid woman.

The mountains stretch out in layers, one upon another.

The vegetation was dyed with a bright green hue, and Takeda Shinki raised an eyebrow.

"Want to know?"

Takeda Shinki gave a mocking smile.

"Please me, I will tell you..."

The woman didn't finish her words because Longchuan Che made a gesture to the mountain wind to measure the wind speed.

Strong wind is C, weaker wind is B
"rogue."

Takeda Shinki blushed and protected her buttocks. At this moment, it felt like Ryukawa Toru would hit her at any time.

It’s embarrassing to think about being spanked in public.

"I didn't say anything."

A softer wind is like the madam, a stronger wind is like the general manager.

Takako Takeda is rounder and fuller, while Ms. Chang is tighter and more curvy.

With the help of Shanfeng's research, Longchuan Che returned to the [Dharma Listening Pavilion] of Yaowang Temple.

The poetry reading will be in the morning, and the winning works of this year's Akutagawa Prize will be announced before the luncheon.

There are not too many news media, but mostly professors from various schools and some literary predecessors.

"It should be the movie 'Splitting Tongue', right? Didn't they say before that it was very likely to be the movie?"

"That movie 'Cang Mang' is also very good. Isn't Mr. Gong Cheng the one who is most optimistic about anti-war works in previous years?"

The people in the [Fahua Hearing Hall] were chatting with each other. It was already noon and the announcement time was not far away.

"Archer, Archer, here."

Matsueda Muko and the eldest lady did not go to the poetry reading to join in the fun. The moment Ryukawa Tetsu walked in, they waved and greeted him.

Many people saw the girl with her arms raised high to greet her boyfriend, and her bright smile made many people smile kindly.

"Too loud, Muzi."

"I'm sorry, I was afraid Archer couldn't hear you."

Following the girl's waving arms to a low table, Longchuan Che was stunned.

"See, I told you I'd be fascinated."

"That's annoying, Natsuko."

In front of Longchuan Tetsu were two very bright girls, one wearing a black gilded furisode and the other wearing an elegant kimono with hundreds of flowers. They were kneeling in front of a low table, with slender figures and pretty faces.

"Where did the clothes come from?"

The flower kimono made his girlfriend's smile even brighter. Ryukawa Tetsudo glanced at his girlfriend and sat down next to her.

'My girlfriend is so pretty.'

When Matsueda Muko smiled, Ryuukawa Tetsu felt that the flowers on her body seemed to come alive.

A smile that softens the heart and a kimono with a hundred flowers in full bloom.

Longchuan Che felt that this dress suited her very well.

"Natsuko gave it to me."

Songzhi Muzi was a little shy and raised her hands upwards with a blush.

"looks good?"

Looking closely, the girl's kimono is embellished with gradient flowers, and when she moves her body slightly it comes alive like flowing sleeves.

'It must be expensive.'

Longchuan Che thought about it, then nodded and spoke honestly.

"nice."

The two girls' clothes were formal and beautiful, and Longchuan Tetsu praised them sincerely, but
"You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Longchuan Che raised his hand. The clothes of these two people were more beautiful than each other, but he was still wearing the gray sweatshirt he wore this morning.

Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Sitting next to these two people, Long Chuanche looked like a country bumpkin.

"Who told you to run around?"

Longchuan Che was running around the mountain to attend a poetry reading, and Songzhi Muzi pulled his hand with some anger.

The poetry reading is formal.

Most of those who came were senior executives.

Matsueda Muko prepared a haori kimono for her boyfriend, but she didn't expect that he disappeared after running.

"Be good later and don't run around."

Songzhi Muzi held her boyfriend's hand and said nervously.

She met several people here today whom she had only seen on TV. Her boyfriend was not dressed appropriately and it would be bad if he was blamed for it.

"I"

His girlfriend wasn't very interested in literature, and he didn't talk to her much about related things. Being held like a chicken by her, Long Chuan Che just kept his mouth shut as if he was constipated and said "try your best".

More and more people gathered slowly. Longchuan Toru and the two girls huddled in a corner and didn't go to the seat that Shirakawa Taketo had prepared for him.

In the middle, Ichiro Oobi appeared and looked at him strangely but didn't say much.

“Will the winning work this time be “Splitting Tongue”?”

Like the people around him, while waiting, Ryukawa Tetsuya was curious about the winning works of the Akutagawa Prize and started chatting with the two girls around him.

The Akutagawa Prize is the highest literary award in the country and also the most influential literary award.

Last year's "Floating Clouds" and the year before's "In the Bamboo Grove" were both highly sought after in the years they won the awards.

Both are class literature. "Floating Clouds" criticizes reality, and "In the Bamboo Grove" exposes official corruption.
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On the day the awards were announced, officials' desks were piled with letters of accusation from the public, and several ministers had to come forward to apologize.

This sentence was said to him by Taro Ono, and it also made Ryukawa Toru realize the influence of the Akutagawa Prize.

A literary award drives social trends and forces the government to pay attention.

While Longchuan Che was thinking about it.

"It should be 'Splitting Tongue'." Matsueda Muko spoke while biting the cucumber her boyfriend brought back for her. She remembered that the newspaper said that Hongping was optimistic about this work.

Hongping has a great influence in the literary world, and the works he favors are basically accurate.

"Not 'Splitting Tongue'."

The young lady in her gilded kimono smiled at her two friends.

"It's 'Thirteenth Night'."

(End of this chapter)