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

Chapter 266 Ginza Mama Sangxia
"Hiss~ Can you come to a place like this?"

When the eldest lady sat down next to him, Longchuan Che took a breath.

After all, Inaba is a place for men to talk about things, and Natsuko Imamura actually sneaked in to play.

"Didn't Longchuan find one?"

The eldest lady's gilded kimono was very eye-catching. After sitting down, she sipped juice and looked at Longchuan Tetsu.

Whether it was Imamura Yukawa or Ono Taro, even the new authors with missing limbs were accompanied by female publicists.

There was no one around Longchuan Che, and he looked a little pitiful sitting there alone.

"I found it."

The scene of toasting and chatting was a bit boring, so Longchuan Che put his hand on the sofa to tease the eldest lady.

“Isn’t the prettiest one sitting next to me?”

I thought the other party would be angry, but Natsuko Imamura just giggled.

She glanced at Yomiuri Okamoto over there.

"So, will you vote for that Otaku Yomiuri?"

This author's manuscript was submitted directly to Longchuan Tetsu, but Longchuan Tetsu was not there that day.

He took up one of the eldest lady's nominations, but his style is very obviously "Snake Husband School".

The story structure and writing style are simply a small Longchuan.

"We've already talked about this."

Longchuan Che picked up the wine and took a sip.

Just now, someone from the Ministry of Education brought Okatake Yomiuri up to toast him.

It's nothing more than asking him to take care of me in the future. Ryuukawa Tetsu still said that he would vote for him as long as there is no better work than his.

There are fifty shortlisted works covering all literary genres.

In the past, class literature would most likely win, but this time with Ryuukawa Toru, everything seems a little different.

The Ministry of Education needs Ryukawa Toru to break the cage of class literature, and Tanaka Koizumi and others hope that their works will win.

Longchuan Che pinched the bridge of his nose and felt a headache.

"Don't like this kind of occasion?"

Longchuan Che was obviously helpless about the waves of people coming over.

He clearly said that he would vote based on the literary value of his works, but everyone seemed to be using the same commercial tactics against him.

Wealth, fame and fortune.

Several people, including Tanaka Koizumi, have hinted at him.

"correct."

Longchuan Tetsuya knew that this situation was unavoidable, and as his status grew higher, such things would only happen more and more.

More and more people were rude to him at first but respectful later, and more and more people hoped that he would give them food to eat.

Japan is a great literary country, and its literary status is equivalent to its social status.

"I'd rather be in a bar full of guys, discussing how much a loaf of bread should cost."

Ryuukawa Toru made an inappropriate joke and Imamura Natsuko rolled her eyes.

"Honey grapefruit juice, drink this, it will help you get rid of the hangover."

Boys often come over to toast here, and Natsuko Imamura pushed a bottle of light green fruit drink in front of Toru Ryukawa.

The fructose contained in honey can accelerate the conversion of ethanol into acetaldehyde.

Longchuan Che said thank you.

"Almost?"

This trip was actually just to take Longchuan Che and others through the formalities.

Okamoto Yomiuri and his colleagues will firmly call themselves the Ryukawa faction, and the Ministry of Education has also promised to provide some follow-up resources.

"Ah."

Ryukawa Toru refused a toast from an official and nodded to Imamura Natsuko.

Having met the people and expressed his attitude, Ryukawa Tetsu's Ginza bar journey is almost over.

After going to the front desk with the young lady to retrieve her clothes, the two got into the Imamura family's private car.

The car isn’t high-end, but the glass feels thick and solid.

The two of them were heading in the same direction, and the eldest lady gave Longchuan Che a ride along the way.

"I heard that you are writing a new work."

When no one is around, the young lady behaves very cutely.

The girl, who usually had a dignified and gentle tone, sat in her car, with her hands pressed under her thighs to dispel the slight chill brought by the rain.

The new work is probably "Ancient Capital", Longchuan Tetsu's head was dizzy and he hummed. Longchuan Tetsu's scene today perfectly illustrates what it means to not hit a smiling person.

In the past, most of the people he faced were hostile and cold, but today, everyone came up to him and toasted him in a flattering manner.

He was given a lot of paralyzing drinks.

"you really."

The other person was shaking his head in his car, and Natsuko Imamura sighed.

She took a cushion and placed it on her thighs, then patted Ryuukawa Tetsu.

The cushion had a bit of the young lady's body temperature. Long Chuan Che was stunned for a moment and then tilted his head and fell on it.

"Why don't you just shirk it?"

Although she took the initiative to invite him because she saw that he was not feeling well, Natsuko Imamura still blushed a little when he fell straight down.

Through a thick cushion, Longchuan Tetsu's head pressed the young lady's skin slightly.

The driver in front glanced through the rearview mirror and said nothing.

“Is Otaru fun?”

The atmosphere always feels weird if I don’t say something, the eldest lady said casually while fiddling with her hair.

"Otaru?"

Longchuan Che was a little confused and thought for a long time before speaking.

“The beef tongue braised in red wine there is good.”

If I remember correctly, Otaru is a port city. Natsuko Imamura didn't understand why Toru Ryukawa was so impressed by a dish stewed with wine.

After staring at Longchuan Che for a long time, the girl saw words such as "tender tongue", "cold wine" and "never-stopping seaside" from Longchuan Che's thoughts.

The drunken writer's memories of Otaru were all about some erotic affairs in the boudoir, and the young lady blushed and called him a hooligan.

"Why are you swearing, Imamura-kun?"

Longchuan Che was not embarrassed to lie on the other's thighs.

I could feel the girl's soft skin through the thick cushion, and the moving car seemed like a rocking boat.

"fine."

Having made up her mind never to eat beef tongue again, Natsuko Imamura coughed.

"Where's 'Ancient Capital'? Take it out and show it to me."

Before leaving Tokyo, Ryukawa Toru said that he wanted to write a mysterious book. The eldest lady was very curious and even wrote a book of this type herself.

She wrote it in imitation of Tanizaki Junichiro's "In Praise of Shadows", and now she is very curious about how Ryukawa Toru is doing.

"How could I possibly carry the manuscript with me?"

Lying on the eldest lady's legs, Longchuan Che could see her delicate chin.

The chin was crystal clear and small, but Long Che remembered that it was not the chin that he saw when he lay on his wife's lap last time.

Some people are rolling mountains, some are flat grasslands.

Sighing with regret again, Long Chuan Che raised his eyebrows and said:
"In my apartment. Do you want to go to my apartment and take a look?"

Ryukawa Toru gave a rough draft of the manuscript to Ono Taro, and then he dropped it off in his apartment when he came back today.

Natsuko Imamura pinched her chin, thought about it, and shook her head.

"too late."

It’s too late. It’s inconvenient for a man and a woman to be in the same room together.

Girls mean this.

at this time.

Longchuan Che stood up, looked at the eldest lady's flat chest, and then looked at her beautiful face.

"If you dare to say something disrespectful, I will strangle you with the corner of the sofa."

Natsuko Imamura threatened Ryukawa Toru in a very scary tone.

The eldest lady didn't go upstairs, so Longchuan Che went to the apartment to take down the manuscript.

The two of them have a good relationship now, so there's nothing wrong with looking at the manuscript in advance.

"correct."

Seeing Longchuan Tetsu about to leave in a daze, Imamura Natsuko frowned.

She said this to the boy who was invited to a drinking party by the Ministry of Education.

"Whatever "Beauty and Sorrow" is written about."

“Don’t even vote for it.”

(End of this chapter)