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

Chapter 316: 49-Day Plan to Conquer Europe 2
On the morning of June 13th, the weather was still sunny.

Gallimard Publishing House is located in 75006 Paris, at 45 Rue Monsieur Prince, Paris.

Takeda Maki arrived here relatively early.

"Hey, where is this lady from?"

Heavy passenger planes slid out of long clouds in the sky, and old oak trees danced gently beside the streets.

Miss Anne Erno, who had made an appointment with the other party, was wearing a black peak-lapel suit and standing at the door of the publishing house, sliding her sunglasses down on her nose.

Takeda Shinki is surprisingly gorgeous today.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and the tassel earrings on her earlobes were also radiant with color.

Her face is rosy and her eyes are charming.

As someone who had experienced this, Anne Erno saw what was happening at a glance.

"Aren't you too hot wearing so many clothes?"

Anne Erno walked up to Takeda Shinki and glanced at her.

The woman was wearing a Milanese suit with a thin high-necked shirt underneath.

It was obvious that the two of them had no self-control last night and were too embarrassed to go out today.

"Did you bring anything?"

Prepared to be teased by friends when she went out today, Takeda Maki glanced at the other person.

Today is June 13th, the second day that Ryukawa Che has come to Paris.

The boys left early in the morning, and Takeda Shinki also had her own things to do.

Getting Ryukawa Tetsu's works published in magazines and newspapers can be regarded as the final publicity work. "Youth Trilogy" and "The End of the World" will soon be sent to nearby libraries and bookstores.

Novel writing has a large literary market no matter which country it is in, and this is especially true in Europe, which has a profound influence on the cultures of various countries today.

Various literary books here often achieve sales of tens of millions.

It would be difficult to exceed one million in Japan.

"uh-huh."

Anne Erno waved her hand. She brought with her the interview transcript she had written for Longchuan Che last time.

It is very difficult to be published in the Times Literary Supplement and Granta. They only want a small page in one of them, and for this kind of page you almost have to provide the manuscript yourself.

Takeda Shinki showed the manuscript to the other party in an almost businesslike tone, and Anne Erno put her arm around the other party and walked into the publishing house.

They had an appointment with the editors of the Times Literary Supplement and Granta today. Anne Erno greeted her colleagues around her familiarly, and then winked at Takeda Maki.

"How about it?"

The environment inside Gallimard Publishing House is quite quiet, as it is only responsible for printing selected articles from the New French Review.

There are pictures of Gide, Coppo, Gaion and others hanging on the wall. Takeda Shinki said indifferently.

"How about what?"

Anne Erno was a rather uninhibited woman, and the general manager would certainly not be able to bear talking to her freely.

"Your boyfriend is only eighteen. I'm afraid the White Horse Hotel last night was as exaggerated as the battlefield of Normandy."

The Normandy Landings, codenamed "Operation Overlord", was a large-scale offensive war launched by the Allies on the Western Front in Europe during World War II.

A friend described last night as a military action, and Takeda Shinki didn't know why people these days like to recall the European war.

It took four hours to defeat Denmark, five days to capture the Netherlands, eighteen days to capture Belgium, and thirty-nine days to capture France.

You used the anti-FXS war to describe your bestie's last night. Is that right?

Takeda Maki looked at the other person with this look.

"Just curious."

Anne Erno shrugged. Takeda Shinki was usually very aloof, and it was impossible to imagine what Nong Nong Jiang looked like in her room.

There is still some time before I can have a video link with the editors of the Times Literary Supplement and Granta.

Takeda Maki was sitting in her friend's office, propping her face up on the couch.

"Go to bed early."

Takeda Shinki told the truth, half an hour was enough for her. There is no such thing as a field that cannot be plowed, and the executive seems to have a particularly sensitive constitution.

"So bad?"

The blonde woman covered her mouth. The degree of dirty jokes made by married and unmarried women is completely different.

"Here is the phone number of the Paris Pittier Hospital. Can you take your boyfriend there?"

Ryuukawa teacher's reputation was damaged, but Takeda Maki had no intention of explaining.

She leaned back on the sofa, propping up her face, feeling somewhat bored.

Looking at my boastful best friend, I hesitated for a moment.

"Tell me, how can we make a man obey?"

Putting aside her own physical condition, Takeda Shinki always felt a little ashamed to let a little boy toss her over and over in bed.

Subordinates should be obedient. How can they always commit crimes against their superiors and put their bosses under their command?

Thinking of the things that Ryukawa Toru forced her to shout, Takeda Maki bit her lip.

"obedient?"

Anne Erno looked a little strange as she sent a message to the UK.

Has the Queen's desire for control shifted from work to life?

Anne Erno shuddered.

"It's better to seduce than to force."

Anne Erno sorted the documents on her desk and gave advice to her best friend who knew nothing.

"Didn't Marguerite Duras say that?"

"When you can't control others, you have to control yourself. Making love is like being a person. Sometimes you have to stop, and sometimes you have to rush."

The only one who could speak so frankly was this blonde foreign girl. Takeda Maki looked out the window somewhat uncomfortably.

European blackbirds peck at leaves, and the gray French buildings look a little heavy.

The executive officer thinks that Anne Erno and Longchuan Che should go to the Seine to wash their brains.

It's time to brainwash Ryūkawa Tetsu, who is attending a literary exchange meeting at the Sorbonne University.

Academic things are rather boring. Longchuan Che received a message in the afternoon.
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Judging for the Junichiro Tanizaki Award begins next week, and they hope you'll be there.

The sender of the message was his wife. Longchuan had basically cut off contact with the country.

Many people accused him of serving the Western academic community, and the author also received some insults and abuse in his mailbox.

Ryuukawa Tetsu, who is now notorious, thought about it and sent his wife a message about who the judges were.

As the largest Japanese literary event in recent times, the Tanizaki Junichiro Award has attracted attention both at home and abroad.

The vast trend of classical literature can be said to have broken the monopoly of class literature.

For this kind of literary event that even caused the monk Hongping to step down, Longchuan Che had no idea who in the country was qualified to judge.
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The Institute of Oriental Culture at the University of Tokyo, and seven literary publishing houses including Kodansha.

The Tokyo University Institute of Oriental Culture represents the value of classical literature, and the publishing house editors represent market recognition.

Longchuan Che raised his eyebrows and replied "No".

The establishment of the Tanizaki Junichiro Award is to acknowledge that there are many people who can translate "The Tale of Genji" today, and that Ryukawa Toru lacks credibility.

Anyone can translate this kind of classical literary work, and in the end it is just a matter of public recognition.

How can an academic professor at the University of Tokyo be the same as a third-rate writer and translator?

The Tanizaki Junichiro Prize itself is an award that establishes the authority of classical literature.

After replying to his wife without hesitation that he would not go, Longchuan Che received another call.

The call was from Takeda Shinki, and the woman's tone was very calm.

"Something happened."

With a little suppressed anger in his calmness, Longchuan Che raised his eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)