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

Chapter 31 A Mayfly Sees the Blue Sky 3
At the door of Longchuan's house, two men, one big and one small, were talking.

When Tanaka Koizumi saw Ono Taro, he first rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then walked forward with a very flattering smile in front of everyone.

"Editor-in-Chief Ono, Editor-in-Chief Ono, why are you here?"

Taro Ono was shivering in the snow, and was about to take a closer look at the follow-up of the manuscript.

"You are…"

Turning around, I saw a bald, middle-aged man. He looked familiar but I couldn't remember where I had seen him.

It is very embarrassing to say hello but the other person doesn't recognize you. However, Tanaka Koizumi didn't mind at all. Instead, his smile deepened and wrinkles appeared on his greasy face.

"You are a noble man who forgets things easily. Last year, at this time last year, there was a gathering of Kodansha authors. Our editor-in-chief Saito invited you to come, and I showed you my manuscript."

At this point, Tanaka Koizumi smiled awkwardly.

"You said that my article "Mucous Membrane Lizard" needed further polishing. I submitted it to you several times but you didn't respond."

Although Tanaka Koizumi used humble words, his tone was somewhat arrogant.

The "Mucous Lizard" he wrote is not a traditional detective story, but a social story with a certain literary quality.

In his book, he used lizards, a scavenger, to satirize humans, but Taro Ono was not optimistic about it at the time.

"Oh, it's you." Taro Ono smiled and put Ryukawa Toru's manuscript behind him.

"I heard that Lizard Mucus was republished several times, and you also won the Kadokawa Horror Novel Award. Congratulations."

Taro Ono is usually a very gentle person, as can be seen from the fact that he can get along well with the security guards.

Although the author in front of him seemed to have an attitude that he had not recognized the great man, Ono Taro still smiled and nodded in a casual manner.

Although his colleague had just boasted about himself, it was completely different from what Ono Taro said now.

Thirty years in Tokyo Bay, thirty years in Xijing Bay, don’t be despised by the poverty in middle age.

Tanaka Koizumi puffed out his chest and looked at Mrs. Takeda with some pride, then began to introduce:

"This is Mr. Ono, the editor-in-chief of Tokyo Shinchosha."

There is no need to explain much about Shinchosha's status in Japan. Most Japanese have read the literary works published by their publishing house.

Mrs. Takeda, who was standing there, looked a little surprised. The editor-in-chief of Shinchosha was an important guest even when the Takeda family was at its most glorious.

Japanese literati have a high social status, and the status of the person who occupies the position of editor-in-chief of Shinchosha is self-evident.

Mrs. Takeda nodded to the middle-aged man with a sense of elegance. He fits her impression of a scholar very well.

Be polite and easy-going in your conversation, instead of being like some little jerk who takes advantage of me every day.

"What are you looking at?"

While Tanaka Koizumi was introducing himself to everyone enthusiastically, Ryukawa Toru unknowingly slipped next to Mrs. Takeda.

The boy smelled lightly of sea salt and a little bit of orange sweetness.

Mrs. Takeda was startled and looked at the other person guiltily.

I was secretly saying bad things about the other person in my heart, and then that person suddenly came over to me, and I had the illusion that I was being caught.

"No, it's nothing."

Mrs. Takeda coughed twice, then secretly poked Ryukawa Toru's waist.

"Where did you invite that person?"

"Who?"

“The editor.”

Even though Tanaka Koizumi is chatting enthusiastically with the other party now, Mrs. Takeda came out just now and saw that the other party was obviously looking for Ryukawa Toru.

"I don't know," Longchuan Che, who had been standing at the door, was a little impatient.

"He suddenly came over and said he was very optimistic about the manuscript I submitted."

The boy spoke in a casual tone, and he glanced into the house twice, obviously wanting to go back.

"You?" Mrs. Takeda twisted her body and smiled.

"You've gone crazy from writing novels. An editor-in-chief has at least dozens of famous authors under his control. The novel you submitted can make that person run to this remote mountain forest. Tell me honestly, is he a relationship left for you by your mother?" Mrs. Takeda's words contained a sensitive word.

"Mother?"

Ryukawa Toru raised his eyebrows at the woman, and Takeda Takako, realizing she had said something wrong, covered her mouth and said no more.

The property left by his mother, Ryukawa on the piccolo, the two surnames of Kujo, and the information that Mrs. Takeda accidentally let slip.

"Ma'am, you are becoming more and more interesting to me."

Ryukawa Toru put his mouth close to Mrs. Takeda's ear and whispered a few words. The hot breath he exhaled made Mrs. Takeda breathless and her ears turned red.

"You...no, don't tease me..."

The woman's voice was soft when the two of them were communicating.

"Mr. Ono, it's cold outside. Let's sit inside first." Tanaka Koizumi pointed inside the house, and in his words he completely acted like the owner of the place.

Upon hearing this, Taro Ono looked up and glanced at Ryukawa Toru.

He didn't come here today to reminisce about the past. Longchuan Che has not yet responded to him on whether to sign the contract or not.

As a trendy editor, I was actually worried that the other party would not sign a contract with me.

Taro Ono smiled bitterly in his heart, but after talking with the other party, he decided that "Snow Country" was worth it.

It was worth it for him to brave the snow to come to Yamanashi, and it was worth it for him to stand at someone's door waiting for the thin piece of paper in his hand.

This book is not like the current mainstream literature, which is filled with "suffering", "classic" and "pain" as the core of creation.

It is permeated with nihilistic ideas, and in its beautiful paintings it prompts readers to think about the impermanence of life and the emptiness of everything.

In the post-bubble era, Taro Ono was obviously very satisfied to have discovered such a work.

Seeing that Ono Taro was still staring at the young man, Tanaka Koizumi finally reacted.

"Mr. Ono is here to see him?"

Tanaka Koizumi was a little surprised why the other party with such an identity would come to find a young writer.

But if you think about it carefully, you will understand.

Mrs. Takeda's sister is a senior executive at Kodansha. She should use her connections to invite Taro Ono over.

Thinking of Taro Ono's reputation in the industry, and also thinking of Ryukawa Toru's arrogant look just now.

Tanaka Koizumi smiled coldly.

In Japan, industry seniors are the people you should never offend, as they can often ruin your future with just one or two words.

"Mr. Ono should be here to collect manuscripts, right?"

Tanaka Koizumi shook his head regretfully.

Taro Ono, who was immersed in the news that he had received such a manuscript from Snow Country before the end of the year, was stunned. When he was about to explain.

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I have read the young man's manuscript..."

Tanaka Koizumi made a sighing expression.

"It's just a piece of stinking shit!"

Taro Ono's easy-going attitude just now gave Tanaka Koizumi great confidence. When he thought he could also give some advice on other people's literary works, he did not notice that the editor-in-chief of Shinchosha's face was getting darker and darker.

"It's full of meaningless words and sentences."

“An unclear story.”

"A man goes to a hot spring in the countryside to look for a geisha? This is simply..."

Before Tanaka Koizumi could say anything, he was slapped in the face.

"When will it be your turn as a popular novelist to comment on the affairs of literary creators?"

This elegant man's hair and beard stood on end. For the first time, he felt offended.

(End of this chapter)