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

Chapter 289 Kyoto, Kyoto 2
The red Camry arrived in Kyoto at 3pm.

The sun began to set and the road became lazy.

The wife sent Ryukawa Toru to Nishi Honganji Temple in Kyoto.

"During the selection period, you are not allowed to use your cell phone or contact the outside world. If you have any questions, please ask the hotel front desk to contact me."

She was sitting inside the red car with its windows shut, while Ryuukawa Tetsu was standing at the entrance of the Sukubo Hotel with his luggage.

Kyoto is a basin. When the sun sets, the crows in the distance and the sunset have a kind of calm beauty.

The Kiyomizu Temple, which is more than a thousand years old, and the Kamogawa River, which has very clear water.

Longchuan Che stepped on the stone slab and nodded quietly.

"Go west from here and you'll reach Gion."

The lady stretched out a finger and pointed to the west side of the bluestone pavement.

In this place in Kyoto, there is a temple every three steps and a shrine every five steps, and the place is full of the quaint island charm.

"Can I go there?"

Ryukawa Toru was surprised that Gion was similar to the red-light district in Tokyo, with many geisha teahouses.

"you guess."

The wife gave me a smile that said, "I'm telling you this because I'm afraid you might accidentally walk over there."

"understood."

Longchuan Che nodded.

Long Chuan Che was shocked when his wife said she wanted to take him back to the old house. For a woman, taking a man back to her ancestral temple always has some other meaning.

"Be good, I'll give you a surprise when you come back."

The wife winked at Longchuan Che playfully. This charming woman always had the alluring charm of a seductive fairy when she acted coquettishly.

"Got it. Call me when you get to Tokyo."

Longchuan Che leaned over and rubbed his wife's head.

What's the point of being a hanami geisha? Go back and ask your wife to dress up for you.

"Then I'm leaving."

The woman started the car with a bit of reluctance.

Longchuan Tetsu's life became increasingly busy, and their time together seemed to be decreasing.

"Be careful on the road."

Longchuan Che thought about it and kissed his wife on the face like an ordinary lover.

"Don't let anyone see you."

The wife was a little annoyed, but she still started the car with a smile on her face.

The red car emitted a long exhaust smoke. Ryuukawa Tetsu stood at the door for three or four seconds before he stood up and walked towards the Shukubo Hotel.

Shukubo is the guesthouse of the temple.

It was originally prepared for pilgrims who came to burn incense in the temple, but with the development of the times, it also started to do hotel business.

After handing his phone to the front desk staff, Longchuan Che wandered around the inn casually.

Kyoto is surrounded by mountains on three sides and has little dust. It has a nice and elegant style. At five o'clock in the evening, dim lights were lit in the lodgings.

The light was dim and was confined to a small area by the surrounding buildings. Long Chuan Che raised his eyebrows when he returned to his room.

"What a coincidence?"

Standing in the wooden corridor, a girl was standing opposite Longchuan Tetsu's door.

Miss Natsuko Imamura, who was also a judge, was wearing a black kimono and standing with her back straight at the door of Ryukawa Toru's room.

“Not a coincidence.”

Natsuko Imamura shook her head. She had just come out of the room opposite Ryukawa Toru.

The room in the lodging house had a sliding door with paper screens, and the girl spoke softly.

"There are still a few judges who haven't arrived yet. Do you want to go to the teahouse and sit for a while?"

The closed selection is to look through the shortlisted works together and then each judge gives his or her own score.

Everything has to wait until everyone is gathered before it can begin, Longchuan Che said after thinking for a while.

"If you want to chat, come to my room." The girl obviously had something to talk about, but Longchuan Che didn't want to wander around outside.

When he was walking around the lodge just now, he met a few judges, and they all looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

Rebellion is a big deal, not to mention that Ryukawa Toru is targeting the extremely significant "The Tale of Genji".

"This"

Natsuko Imamura glanced at Ryukawa Toru's dark room, thought about it and nodded.

The girl had a very subtle feminine fragrance and a hairpin with flowers in her hair. When she sat down in the room, Longchuan Che felt like she was a person walking out of an ancient painting.

The eldest lady seems to be particularly suitable for Kyoto, especially when she wears a kimono.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Longchuan Che plugged in the electric kettle in the room and looked around his room.

The room is very large, it is a suite with a living room and a reception area.

When you open the window, you can see the bluestone path outside the house, where he said goodbye to his wife this afternoon.

Looking to the west, various lights were lit up at the entrance of Gion, but Ryukawa Toru was not interested in the various beauties in kimonos over there.

“Why do you do this?”

The boy leaned against the window and looked at the night scenery of Kyoto, and Natsuko Imamura sighed deeply.

If Matsueda Muko and the lady can stand on the side of Ryukawa Toru, then the eldest lady has no reason to agree with Ryukawa Toru.

"Weren't Snow Country and Ancient Capital written for this land? At the exchange meeting, it was clear that as long as Kaga Yufu and the others acknowledged that you are the novelist who best represents Japanese stories, that would be enough."

The article "Snow Country" captures the national essence of Japan, and the unborn "Ancient Capital" represents the mysterious beauty of Japan.

Ryuukawa Toru had the opportunity to safely get through the cheating incident of the Group Portrait Award, but he chose to put himself in the spotlight.

"Why do you want to tell me?"

Longchuan Che leaned against the window and let the wind from the ancient city blow on his face.

He seemed to be able to hear the flowing waterfall of the Kiyomizu Grand Theatre and the creaking deer calls of Nijo Castle.

"Maybe I'm tired of it."

Longchuan Che unplugged the electric kettle and simply poured a cup of hot water for the guest.

"I wrote 'Snow Country' for you, and I also wrote 'Youth Trilogy' for your father."

Ryukawa Toru pushed the teacup in front of Imamura Natsuko.

"As a result, a group portrait appreciation made me stink."

Longchuan Che was angry when he saw a large group of reporters surrounding the door of his rental house.

He was leading an ordinary life, but someone deliberately messed up his life.

"Make conditions."

Natsuko Imamura picked up the tea and took a sip. She came here with a mission today.

"Surrender so soon?"

Ryuukawa Toru found it interesting.

Before the people from the Ministry of Education could try to defeat Ryukawa Toru in a literary sense, the eldest lady came to negotiate terms.

"Choose the lesser of two evils. Let's see what you want first, and then we'll decide whether to completely break up with you or start working together again."

The trouble with Ryukawa Toru's case is that it involves "The Tale of Genji" and Princeton University.

Neither the Ministry of Education nor a large number of Japanese intellectuals want to see the invasion of Western culture. The eldest lady came here today on behalf of her father to negotiate with Ryukawa Toru.

He held up his face and looked at the eldest lady.

The girl's beautiful face looked somewhat majestic under the light. Long Chuan Che had never seen her look so serious.

"Two conditions."

Longchuan Tetsu raised two fingers.

"Imamura Yukawa resigned."

"Imamura Natsuko will choose a date for her engagement."

(End of this chapter)