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

Chapter 221 Twin Lotuses

Chapter 221 Twin Lotuses
Otaru is a bay city.

Clear sky, blue sea breeze.

Inside a hall in Funamizaka, a woman looked worried.

In addition to print media, book promotion also involves offline activities.

She was brought here by her sister, and she only sold a small half of the 30,000 books she promised to sell.

"Jingyin, how many copies did you sell today?"

There was a parasol on the small stall at the door. The woman tidied up the books and materials on the table and looked at the assistant who was doing the accounting.

The two are partners, and in addition to the young assistant, there is also Chiyo Tanabe who is always by her side.

God has mercy on us. In ancient times, when a favored concubine came, those around her would be promoted and become rich. Editor-in-chief Takeda was exiled to the frontier by his sister, and the intern was also exiled to this coastal city.

Hearing the woman's words, Jingyin's fingers tapped a few times on the computer.

Takako Takeda saw her raise a three sign.

"three hundred?"

"No, thirty."

The woman in the purple cardigan wailed, her chest trembling on the table in an arc that made people swallow their saliva.

"Shizune."

The woman looked at the assistant pitifully.

"Just let me go back."

She had come with great confidence, but in the end the company wouldn't let her go back until she sold all 30,000 copies.

Thirty books a day, it would take three years for Mrs. Takeda to sell all of them.

"No, Editor Takeda."

Shizue was counting the money, and the corners of her mouth became stiffer and stiffer.

In order to sell the books quickly, the woman rented a venue and applied for materials from the company.

It had long exceeded the value of the prize money she earned from selling books.

"If it wasn't for sleeping with your man, why would the executive do such a business that is obviously losing money?"

Edogawa Shizue looked at the beautiful woman and felt a chill in her heart when she recalled the incident with the kitten manager in the hotel last time.

These two sisters are really interesting. They both sleep with the same man. Poor editor-in-chief Takeda is still kept in the dark and has no idea that her lover has been taken advantage of by her boss.

Yes.

Eat dry wipe.

This is how Shizune Edogawa described their relationship.

Although Takeda Maki was a woman, she was strong-willed and would never share a husband with her sister.

In Edogawa Shizune's opinion, her boss was most likely playing with Ryuukawa Toru like some big shot and then dumping him.

Half a month or a month? It can't be just one night, right?
Shizune observed a moment of silence for Takeda Takako, who was wearing a small hat, while speaking in a calm tone.

"Hold on a little longer, we'll be off work soon."

The group rented a hall and turned it into a place similar to a bookstore.

In addition to Ryukawa Toru's books, there are also other books from Kodansha.

I work from 9am to 6pm every day. Apart from earning little, everything else is pretty leisurely.

"Hey, okay."

Mrs. Takeda took out her cell phone and sent a text message to the familiar number again.

It’s so crowded, almost every day.

"If you don't answer the phone or reply to the text, you'll be dead when I get back."

Not knowing that her phone had been swapped, Takeda Takako smiled coldly at the ID named Ryukawa Toru.

Spring days are languid and long.

The alum cloth in the distance was rolling with the salty and humid sea breeze.

The bored woman took out the book "Snow Country" again.

She doesn't like many literary works, and "Snow Country" is the only one she can read.

Komako, who longs for Tokyo, rushes from Tokyo to Shimamura, a land of snow.

She could always see a little bit of her own shadow, or rather, the shadow of Longchuan Che.

The bastard who twirled his fingers, remembering women.

That sad Komako who will never appear in the public eye.

Komako is a geisha and the man is a dance teacher.

Although the two had a relationship, it could never be made public.

Not to mention that Shimamura has a wife and a career, the relationship between the two of them is also completely wrong.

"How can an adoptive mother be with her adopted son?" Takeda Takako sighed and tapped the table with her hand.

As spring goes and the wind comes, the setting sun casts the color of fish scales on the sea.

The waves are sparkling, as if they are swaying a mysterious giant.

With golden color on his legs, someone knocked on the desk of the woman who was reading a book.

The white pages of the book were blocked by a shadow, and the woman was seeing the plot of Shimamura's second return to the Snow Country.

It was an autumn day, the setting sun shone on the red and ripe persimmons, and the light shone all the way to the bamboo tube hanging on the hook above the stove.

"what's up?"

Takeda Takako tilted her head towards the man in front of her.

It should be a boy, right?

The wife thought so.

Wearing a black coat, a hat and a mask.

Takako Takeda lowered her head slightly, and you could still see a pair of brown sunglasses.

The sun was about to set, and his pair of silver-rimmed sunglasses had been put aside, but the man in front of him wrapped himself tightly as if he was afraid of being recognized.

“Buy books.”

The man in the black coat uttered two dry and hoarse syllables from his throat.

Kind of familiar, but also a little weird.

Takako Takeda took down one or two book lists from the table, along with one or two small gifts.

Baked wafers with chocolate filling and a commemorative knot with the word "Snake Man" written on it.

"Buy Mr. Shefu's works and receive free gifts." The woman in the purple cardigan smiled at the boy in front of her.

She's a little thinner, but still looks warm and plump.

The man looked at the woman's delicate, white neck and her face that seemed to be covered with powder, and nodded.

"Can you show me around? There are a lot of books on the list that I don't know which ones they are."

Stores sometimes have their own collection of recommended books, like the one in the man's hand.

The person who arrived at the club as the sun set was of course Longchuan Tetsu. Looking at the sleepy woman under the parasol, he suddenly felt like teasing her.

Put on your coat and sunglasses.

Appear in front of your wife dressed like a star.

The other party probably didn't recognize her.

It was almost time to get off work when a customer in need appeared. Takako Takeda looked at Tanabe and Shizune who were setting up the stall with her at the door.

It’s not accurate to say that it’s a stall.

Put up an umbrella and put some books on it.

Rather than selling things, it seems more like a means to attract people to come and watch.

After all, some women are eye-catching just by sitting there.

"Go ahead, Sister Guizi, we'll wait for you outside."

Chiyo Tanabe put away the things in her hands and cleaned the tea stains on the table.

Although it was a bit annoying to have guests visiting after get off work, her senior must be very happy.

Selling one copy earlier means she can return to Tokyo one day earlier. Returning to Tokyo one day earlier means she can go find the man she always thinks about.

"Go ahead, Sister Takako."

Chiyo Tanabe waved her hand again, signaling Takako Takeda to entertain the guests.

Go inside the hall from the door.

This is a two-story European-style building.

“It used to be a music hall, but it became unused.”

Seeing the boys looking at her curiously, Takeda Takako explained.

There are books neatly placed one by one and colorful hand-painted banners one by one.

Longchuan Che nodded and followed his wife.

Go forward and follow the other party to a room at the bottom of a corridor.

Longchuan Che turned his head and wanted to ask where the books were.

"You still remember to come find me?"

Facing the sun, the glass reflects the image of white sails on the ocean.