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

Chapter 268: How to Return to the Kujo Family
The water vapor outside the window turned into misty drizzle, crackling against the transparent glass of the luxury apartment.

When Longchuan Toru walked into the beautiful girl's apartment, he felt the air was a lot fresher.

“Is this the air rich people breathe?”

Longchuan Che looked around.

The eldest lady's apartment has a high-end air purifier, which is much better than her own stuffy rental house.

"What to drink?"

Ignoring the hooligan's nonsense, Natsuko Imamura first put down the hairpin that was holding her hair up, and then tied up her long black hair with a milky white headband.

The girl's black hair shone with a leaden luster, and Longchuan Che thought about it.

"How about premium black tea?"

"There's no such thing!" Natsuko Imamura took out a bottle of barley tea bought from a convenience store in an unhappily manner.

The eldest lady was really a little angry. She kindly reminded Longchuan Che, but he chased her into her room without hesitation.

"I'll leave once you've finished speaking."

Ryukawa Toru sipped from a 500 yen cup of barley tea. It tasted slightly bitter, and he wondered if it was revenge from the eldest lady.

Natsuko Imamura's apartment has two bedrooms and a living room. It has no kitchen, but it has a bathroom and a balcony in the living room.

Longchuan Che watched her walk into a room on the left, and after a while she came out with clean and tidy clothes.

The young lady in the gilded kimono is dazzling, and after changing into ordinary casual clothes, she has a homely cuteness.

"for you."

The eldest lady threw a cold bento over indifferently, as if she was feeding a puppy.

"Imamura-san was obviously very angry, but he had to entertain me out of courtesy, which was also very cute."

Longchuan Che pinched his chin.

The two of them went to the Inaba Club just to drink, and now their stomachs are still empty.

Ryukawa Tetsu took the fried pork cutlet and eel rice and found a place to heat them up.

Most Japanese bento are served cold, but Ryukawa Toru doesn't like eating cold meals.

The girl changed into home clothes and ate while putting her hair up. In her hand was the book "Ancient Capital" that she had brought from Longchuan Tetsu.

"If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Ancient Capital" is a very mysterious book, in which:
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The maple tree was also sprouting buds, a little red and only a tiny bit big, which made the fluttering white butterflies stand out. The leaves and flowers of two violets cast sparse shadows on the newly grown moss on the maple trunk.
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This is a spring day with flowers blooming, slight shade and a warm breeze.

It has a very mysterious feeling.

The word "Yugen" is a unique literary concept and aesthetic category formed in Japanese classical literary theory with the help of Chinese. The famous Japanese aesthetician Ohnishi Kuri believes that Yugen is a kind of gentle, euphemistic and mild feeling that is opposite to explicit, direct and sharp.

Kawabata uses the blooming violets to express the girl's sorrow, but does not explain it too much. This is a very high-level expression of mysterious artistic conception.

"Thank you, I can understand."

The young lady didn't know if she was angry, so she picked up a pen and wrote on the blank paper next to her: "The clouds are floating, are they from Ueno or Asakusa?"

In addition to referring to the intuitive expression of not doing things, Youxuan also refers to a kind of soothing and elegance that does not seek to get to the bottom of things and does not require everything to be explained clearly.

The words the girl wrote come from Matsuo Basho's "Thatched Hut", and it's obvious that she has specialized in studying mysterious literary concepts.

"Why is yours the more expensive eel rice, while mine is the 100 yen cheaper pork cutlet rice?"

The eldest lady seemed to not want to pay attention to him, so Longchuan Che took two mouthfuls of rice and interrupted again.

"Longchuan, do you know?"

He was biting his chopsticks and was interrupted again and again.

The eldest lady stared at Longchuan Che.

"I'm a professional at using the corners of tables to kill people."

The eldest lady was staring at him with a burning gaze, and Ryukawa Toru suddenly remembered that Tanizaki Junichiro's "In Praise of Shadows" also said that shadowy, hazy, and dim things are also mysterious.

We are afraid and uneasy about things that are hidden and obscure.

The gloomy, hazy, dim and dim feeling lingering in the air is the mysterious feeling. The young lady's sinister words lingered a sense of uneasiness very well. Longchuan Che nodded and made a zipper-pulling gesture.

Rain falls on the windowsill, and a pleasant quietness appears in the air.

Longchuan Che finished his meal and packed up his food.

"Don't ask anymore?"

It was late at night, and a few green leaves were stuck to the glass on the young lady's windowsill.

The light from the street corner seemed to shine through the balcony glass, reflecting the silhouette of a leaf, and there seemed to be a stain on Longchuan Che's face.

Ryukawa Toru was obviously preparing to leave, which was inconsistent with the purpose of his visit, Imamura Natsuko asked simply.

Longchuan Che pointed to his mouth and made a gesture as if his mouth was still sealed.

"You guy."

The eldest lady sighed and motioned for Longchuan Che to sit back down.

There was still a little oil stain on the corner of the boy's mouth. Natsuko Imura pushed the tissue towards him and said.

"Did I warn you?"

Longchuan Che blinked and gave a look that asked, "Can I talk now?"

The young lady likes to write horror and suspense novels, and Longchuan Che suspects that she is serious about the table corner killing technique.

The cold Tokyo Bay and the powerful young lady.

Longchuan Che didn't dare to use his own life as a guarantee.

"Stop pretending."

Natsuko Imamura was amused by the other party's psychological activities. She calmed herself down before continuing.

"Going back to the Kujo family is not as easy as you think. There will be many things like this group portrait appreciation. Can't you just be a creator?"

Ryuukawa Toru still doesn't know what level of power the Kujo family has reached after the financial crisis, but the eldest lady asked him.

"It stands to reason"

Longchuan Che wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Isn't the Kujo House what my mother left me?"

Ryukawa Toru called the Kujo family "something". The eldest lady was stunned. In her eyes, the Kujo family seemed to be the same as the house left to him by his mother in Yamanashi Prefecture.

"You have no way to return to the Kujo family in a normal way. Kujo Nishiko's departure was a joint decision of the main family and the branch family."

The eldest lady's voice suddenly became as weak as a mosquito's hum, and Longchuan Che moved closer to the eldest lady.

The girl had a rather elegant and tranquil fragrance, and Longchuan Che touched his chin.

There is no way to go back in the normal way.

Ryukawa Toru suddenly understood why Imamura Yukawa acted like a thief had broken into his house every time he saw him.

"I can actually accept it if I grit my teeth."

Longchuan Che said very seriously.

"I can strangle you to death with a steel wire even if I grit my teeth."

The eldest lady gritted her teeth and sighed after a while.

"I don't want to hurt Muzi."

If he wants to change his name back to Kujo Tetsuya, he will have to marry the eldest daughter. But instead of worrying about his future, she is worried about the friend who will come back tomorrow.

Longchuan Che opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

"Xia Zi, open the door!"

The thief who broke into the house, Imamura Yukawa, came.

(End of this chapter)