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

Chapter 327: Under the Open Sky
A leaf fell on the water.

The lights in the courtyard make it look particularly green.

It was still a little chilly at night, so Takeda Maki sat on the edge of the pool wrapped in a blanket.

The water splashed everywhere, and her creamy skin was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"Where is the thing hidden?"

Ryukawa Toru sneakily dragged a bench and sat behind him. Takeda Shinki felt the gentle force on her shoulder and said expressionlessly.

"Something? What?"

This woman wouldn't be so perverted as to make herself wear women's clothes, right?
Longchuan Che was rubbing the shoulders of the general manager who had spent a lot of money today.

Getting on the longlist for a literary award is both easy and simple.

In Europe, including the Nobel Prize, it is very easy to enter a literature award as long as there is a recommendation from an authoritative person or organization.

"The things I gave to those two writers are enough for you to write ten novels. Aren't you a little ignorant?"

If Takeda Shinki makes the slightest movement, a lot of whiteness will appear under the moonlight.

It trembles like water waves, so dazzling that others can't look away.

"You can't say that."

Longchuan Che held the woman's head as she was about to turn around and pushed her back.

He picked up the other's warm body and placed it on his thighs.

"How can you ask for something in return for helping your subordinates win a literary award?"

Ryuukawa Tetsu absolutely cannot accept such a bad habit of wearing women's clothes.

He sat beside the swimming pool with Takeda Maki, and the number of feet in the pool increased from two to four.

"Tagore said, 'Your eyes should rain for him, and your heart should hold an umbrella for him.' Unrequited love is the perfect love."

Longchuan Che hugged the other person tightly as if he was afraid that she would be cold. He winked at the woman in his arms through a blanket.

"Tagore knows that you are eating and taking and still acting like a rogue?"

Takeda Shinki raised her eyebrows. Although she was hugged and unable to move, her smile was still aggressive.

"Knowing that you were secretly cheating on a girl? Knowing that you were hiding it from her and meeting someone she hated?"

"The constant thrills from your eyes keep my pain fresh. I long to sit beside you in silence, but I dare not, for fear that my heart will leap upon my lips."

Can he escape the disaster by reciting a few lines from The Gardener? Ryukawa Tetsu didn't know, but Takeda Shinki still stared at him.

"I can't wear women's clothes anyway."

Businessmen are very good at taking advantage of other parties' mistakes to gain benefits for themselves. Long Chuan Che looked strange.

"Carry me back to the room first."

Takeda Shinki just put her head on the other's chest, and as expected, Ryukawa Toru rejected her without saying anything.

What I thought was an open-air space turned into a room.

Longchuan Che looked at the swimming pool and smacked his lips. Without saying anything, he hugged the other person and stood up.

Mountains and forests, water splashes and ripples in the sunlight.

'It's just a dream after all.'

Longchuan Che sighed.

The woman's room was pitch dark.

The other party also didn't let me turn on the light.

Longchuan Che fumbled and put the other person on the bed, and felt something silky and slippery during the meal.

It looks like fine silk, and also like the icing tape commonly used in gift shops.

"It's not okay to go too far."

Longchuan Che was a little nervous. He could hear the other person's heart pounding, as well as his own.

I don’t know what Takeda Maki wants to do, but she seems to want to tie someone up like I did last time.

"You can't do this or that. How can you be a lover like this?"

Takeda Shinki pulled the other person's hand over and placed it on her waist.

There was a belt buckled around the waist, and Longchuan Che's hand slid down along the other person's legs.

"No women's clothes, no ropes."

Longchuan Che's bottom line is very firm: being a male chauvinist is not acceptable.

Takeda Maki smiled in the dark night. She didn't have so many strange interests.

My fingers became silky and there was a strange sticky feeling in the air.

".How about it?"

In the dark night, the woman bit each other's ears gently, and the discussion heard in her ears made Longchuan Che stunned.

"that's it?"

This is another maid outfit, and there are ribbons on the bed.

The woman's suggestion seemed unexpected.

"Can you accept that?"

In psychology, there is a "demolishing house effect", which means that when you want to achieve something, you should first make a higher request.

If you want to break a window, ask to tear down the house first. If you want a dessert, ask for a meal first.

The executive officer had no other requests, only saying that he would let Longchuan Che hold her waist later.

"acceptable."

Compared to the maid outfit and ribbons, this request is completely acceptable.

"But aren't you too persistent?"

Because I like to be on top, I make a big circle with twists and turns.

As he held the other person's waist and moved down little by little, Longchuan Che's expression became strange.

He heard the night tightening in the air and felt cold hands pressing against his waist.

"Shut up, shut up!"

Why didn’t you turn on the light? My face was so hot it was scary.

It is normal for a boyfriend to satisfy his girlfriend, but Ryukawa Tetsu has never let her do as she wishes.

There was a satisfying feeling like drinking a glass of cold beer on a hot day. Takeda Shinki lay down on the other person and rubbed her face against him. "Help me."

The woman chuckled.
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Eight o'clock in France is three o'clock in the morning in Japan.

Tokyo, Kodansha.

There was a cup of black coffee on the desk, and the lights in the editorial office on the seventh floor were still on.

"Se lever is to get up, dormir is to go to bed, la matresse is the lover, la liaison is the affair"

The lights were still on, and a woman in a black business suit was sitting at her desk, yawning.

She was wearing a tight skirt and black stockings.

Her long black hair was tied into a woman's bun, and she yawned as she looked at the dazzling French words in front of her.

"Don't leave yet, Takeda-senpai."

There were editors working overtime wandering around, and Chiyo Tanabe, who had been converted to a full-time employee, gave two sugar cubes to the woman who was practicing with a vocabulary book.

The woman who stayed awake all night was Takako Takeda. As the editor of Kodansha's haiku column, she practiced French at the company every night for some reason.

"It's Chiyo."

A person suddenly appeared out of the darkness, scaring the lady. After seeing the person's face clearly, she put away the vocabulary book embarrassedly.

My wife's vocabulary is only enough for her to understand simple English. Recently, because of the problem of Longchuan Tetsu's overseas contract, she has been studying French.

"Still working overtime?"

The reason why he stayed in the company and didn't go home was because his daughter was participating in a school study tour and Longchuan Che was not at home.

But the girl in front of her had two big bags under her eyes, and Takeda Takako didn't know why she was still here.

"Takeda-senpai."

As soon as the other party asked the question, Chiyo Tanabe started crying.

Life was wonderful when I worked with Takako Takeda. I would go out for fun from time to time and slack off at my workstation.

But this life changed when she transferred to the editorial group.

"The workload of the group has exploded recently. In addition to the teachers who won the Tani Runqi Ichiro Award, there are also many more authors who have submitted their manuscripts recently."

Because of the rise of classical literature, the Japanese literary world has undergone tremendous changes.

Top down.

Senior literary scholars are paying attention to the Tanizaki Junichiro Prize, and ordinary literary writers are also beginning to pay attention to other types of literary creation.

No longer focusing only on class literature that reflects and criticizes reality, there are also more and more literary works of the New Sensationalism and Artistic schools.

"The situation of each publishing house is similar now. Please provide more customer service."

My wife doesn’t have this kind of trouble in her haiku column. Haiku is much more niche than novels.

She gave the other person an encouraging look and then took out her French vocabulary book.

Longchuan Che told her that you shouldn’t care too much about other people’s opinions when doing things.

"Takeda-senpai is also having a hard time."

Recently, she can often see him late at night. Tanabe Chiyo feels that he is...
Chiyo Tanabe glanced at the woman's pretty face.

"I always feel that Senior is a little lonely."

The woman was not a patient person and she stayed in the company every day. Chiyo Tanabe felt that she was more lonely.

Loneliness is the only one in your home, and loneliness shuttles through the bustling streets and returns home with the pendulum effect.

"Actually it's not bad."

Recently, Takako Takeda often puts herself in the shoes of that cold sister.

She used to work and live alone in Tokyo.

She somewhat suspected that her sister's personality was developed in this way, after all, their personalities were almost the same when they were very young.

A person's experiences make up his or her character. "Xunzi" said that human nature is evil, but I think a person without experience is just a blank piece of paper.

It was still what Ryukawa Toru said, when Tanabe Chiyo asked herself if she was lonely or not, his wife suddenly missed him a little.

"Takeda-senpai, are you thinking about Ryukawa-sensei?"

Women have a habit of subconsciously writing down what they think of on paper.

As she watched the words "Ryukawa Toru" being quietly written in transparent fonts, Chiyo Tanabe's eyes lit up a little.

Female editor and her own author.

I heard from Jingyin that the two of them used to be the son and his mother's friend.

Chiyo Tanabe didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and even felt that their secret relationship was a bit exciting.

"Alright, not bad."

Takeda Takako felt a little embarrassed, as her female subordinates were relatively close to her.

"I wonder what Mr. Longchuan is doing?"

Chiyo Tanabe touched her chin. She heard that the great writer was not in a good situation now.

Sales are down and public opinion is not good.

Most passers-by viewed him as a national sinner.

"He should be busy with work. I heard that he is considering participating in a foreign literary award recently."

It is also good to go abroad if you cannot go there.
Mrs. Takeda sighed as she looked at her French vocabulary book.

It's just that her current level of spoken English is not enough for her to adapt to studying abroad.

Europe, France, Vienna.

My wife also wants to go out and play, but things at home still need someone to take care of them.

"How about a phone call? It's only eight o'clock French time anyway."

Chiyo Tanabe smiled and turned on the other person's phone. Ryuukawa Toru's name was the first on the other person's address book.

"This"

The wife was a little hesitant because she didn't know whether Longchuan Che was busy.

Before he could continue to hesitate, Chiyo Tanabe dialed the phone.

Chiyo Tanabe’s idea was simple: no matter how busy she was, she would always have time to answer a phone call.

(End of this chapter)