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

Chapter 288 Kyoto, Kyoto 1
"Why do you use this pen name?"

The words "Kawabata Yasunari" are a common Japanese name. His wife was stunned and didn't know why Ryukawa Toru used this pen name.

"Because..."

Longchuan Che sighed.

"My current situation is not optimistic. I have to change my appearance and live in secret from now on."

What Longchuan Che said was pitiful. Perhaps if this matter was not handled well, everything Snake Man had would be lost.

"Your trick won't work now, sir."

The wife's hands were around the man's neck.

Longchuan Che is a strange person who is good at pretending to be pitiful.

I lied to myself before the Youth Award and said I couldn’t write anything, which made my wife sad for a while.

"What do you want to trick others into doing this time?"

Ryukawa Tetsu deliberately disappeared during the group portrait viewing. Unlike Matsueda Muko, his wife felt that no one could defeat him.

The other party wants to gain greater benefits from the unshakable literary status.

"I can't tell you. If I tell you, you'll get angry again."

Longchuan Che's words were vague. If things go well this time, he might have to have another concubine.

My wife is so grimacing when she sees my girlfriend. If she really knew, she would probably perform Otaru 2.0.

A woman's means of revenge are simple and direct.

During the book signing event in Otaru, Ryukawa Toru suffered from back pain the whole day.

The wife is not good at other means, but she can easily control Xiaolongchuan

"Hey~"

The other party's mysterious wife shook the manuscript and didn't ask any more questions.

Time passed overnight.

The next morning, his wife drove Matsueda Muko back to school, while Ryukawa Tetsu packed his things and prepared to go to Kyoto.

The shortlist for Kodansha's Group Portrait Award takes one month, and the closed judging period is about seven days.

"So fast?"

The wife came back soon after delivering the pine branches and helped Longchuan Che to sort them out.

"Well, I'll go to Kyoto with you."

The wife skillfully helped Longchuan Che organize two sets of clothes and then pulled Longchuan Che into her Camry.

I bought the car when I first arrived in Tokyo. It’s not very powerful but it’s very comfortable to ride.

"Why do you want to send me off suddenly?"

Tokyo to Kyoto is 370 kilometers. Ryukawa Toru held up his face and looked at the woman driving.

My wife washed and dried her formal dress from yesterday.

She was wearing a black coat, with her round buttocks pressed against the soft leather cushion.

"It's none of your business."

The wife was in a bad mood, as if she was still upset about Longchuan Che's words, "I will be really angry if you make trouble again."

Because a woman spoke harshly to another woman, Teacher Longchuan made a fatal mistake.

"Have you read the novel I gave you?"

Of course, it was a joke to say that he wanted to make his debut under the pen name "Yasunari Kawabata". Ryukawa Toru gave the novel to her only because his wife said she liked the love stories he wrote.

Including "Snow Country" including Komako.

She likes the kind of sad and touching emotional stories under the magnificent sky.

"not yet."

The wife yawned lazily.

She didn't sleep well last night, so she had no time to read novels.

"Remember to watch."

Longchuan Che pursed his lips and smiled.

"Many of the places we visited in Izu are written about in the book."

Izu is a magical city.

There is a romantic seaside and beautiful legends there, and it is also the first time that my wife introduced her city.

The woman paused as she was yawning and looked at Longchuan Che with some suspicion.

"What? Are you trying to comfort me?"

It was obvious whether the wife was in a bad mood or not, as her lukewarm attitude lasted for half a day.

I want you to take care of it.

I am happy to do so. Even though I specially sent him off because it was inconvenient for Longchuan Che to appear in public, my wife was still very upset.

The woman didn't know why she was upset.

Maybe it was because of the familiar bitter apricot smell in the bathroom last night, or maybe it was because of Longchuan Tetsu’s somewhat sad words.

Women’s minds are fragile and sensitive, especially those like wives who find it difficult to have a legitimate status.

"I don't need it."

The wife's nose twitched, and Longchuan Che felt that she looked more like a little girl than Songzhi Muzi at this moment.

Ryuukawa Tetsu remembered that this woman was seventeen or eighteen years old when she first came to Yamanakako, dragging a heavy suitcase.

"It's so ugly."

This was the first sentence his wife said to him that year.

Because of guilt towards her family, my wife has been hiding in Yamanaka Lake for more than ten years. At times, she is no different from a little girl.

"You can stay in Kyoto for two more days this time. When I'm done with my work, I'll accompany you to Kitano Tenmangu Shrine and Kiyomizu Temple in Kyoto."

My wife is actually a native Kyoto beauty.

Ryukawa Tetsu heard from the other party that when he was a child, he went to Kitano Tenmangu Shrine to eat tofu and Kiyomizu Temple to see the maple leaves.

"You are such a person, that's why I call you a bastard."

The wife pursed her lips.

The person named Ryuukawa Tetsu.

Sometimes he is very rude, and sometimes he is extremely attentive.

He can remember every little thing between the two of them, and then bring it out to deal a fatal blow to himself at the critical moment.

"I understand. A mistress should behave like a mistress. I won't be angry next time."

The wife changed gears and lightly stepped on the brake.

Parked the Camry on the side of the road.

We just drove out of Tokyo and the houses on the roadside are no different from those in Lake Yamanaka.

"But you can't be intimate with other people in front of me, is that okay?"

After the incident, the wife thought about what she had done in the kitchen and felt that it was irrational.

His girlfriend is next door, she's not a pervert.

"I...seem to be in love with you."

The wife looked at Longchuan Che's face with a wandering gaze.

What can make a woman act recklessly regardless of the occasion? It is probably the word "possession" that revolves around love.

The wife had long been dissatisfied with her ordinary lover relationship with Longchuan Che. When the woman said this lovingly, Longchuan Che was stunned.

Sometimes unskilled directness is more touching than well-thought-out sweet words.

In the car on the way to Kyoto, Ryukawa Toru began to take off his clothes.

"What are you doing?"

The wife was startled.

It was still noon, and Longchuan Che looked particularly exhausted when he took off his shirt.

Bulging muscles and clear waist and abdominal contours.

No matter how his wife tried to tease him yesterday, it was no use.

"Show me my affection for you, ma'am."

Longchuan's actions were a bit rude. He unbuckled his wife's seat belt and pulled her to the back seat while the car was still on the side of the road.

The Camry's back seat space is so small that the two people are squeezed together and can't move apart.

"what is this?"

The wife curled her lips. From time to time, outside the car window, the sound of wheels rolling over stones could be heard, and the sound of travelers heading to Kyoto whizzing past.

"As compensation?"

Ryuukawa Tetsu said his wife was very skilled, but in fact he himself was more skilled.

His hand slid upwards along the black pantyhose, and the hip skirt rolled up against the edge of his flesh.

Black pantyhose, with snow-white and smooth skin underneath.

The sound of cloth being torn was heard in the air. The lady frowned slightly, then slowly stretched out her eyebrows.

"Kyoto... I won't stay here anymore."

The wife put her arms around the man's neck and her long legs coiled around his waist like a black water snake.

"When this busy period is over, you will accompany me back to the Takeda family's old house."

(End of this chapter)