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

Chapter 395 The Death of Article 9

Chapter 395 The Death of Kujo (Part 1)

One day in mid-July, news reports indicated that Long Chuanche had returned to China.

Unlike when I left Japan, it was uneventful.

The print media and news outlets extensively reported on the man's return to China that day.

The youngest winner of the Frank Fiction Prize, and the person promised by Seiichi Taro Miya to be the next leader of the Japan Writers Association.

Some even say that because the monk Hongping withdrew, the first winner of the Tanizaki Jun'ichirō Prize, 'Kawabata Yasunari,' was also his pen name.

Glory and praise overwhelmed the handsome man, and the insults he received before leaving the country seemed like an illusion.

"Long Chuanche! Long Chuanche!"

While the outside world was praising this emerging international writer and even going to great lengths to meet him.

Ryukawa Tetsu was lying in the courtyard of the mountain lake, watching the sun.

In the distance lies Mount Fuji, its snow and ice melted, while white clouds occasionally veil the small courtyard.

The courtyard has pomegranate trees, mulberry trees, and lush green grapevines that entwine the fence.

"what?"

Ryukawa Tetsu leaned against the eaves, lost in thought. When Takeda Akane came over, she picked up a watermelon from the side and took a bite.

The watermelon, chilled in well water and cut into small pieces, was prepared by the lady who cleans upstairs.

Tatsuki Tatsumi left Japan for more than a month, handling book sales and international magazine interviews in Ireland. After returning to Japan, he discussed with his wife whether to go back to their small house in Yamanakako for a while.

Tokyo is too noisy.

For a while, Long Chuanche was followed and filmed wherever he went.

The small mountain village here is like the bottom of a lake; apart from the sound of white clouds moving about, there is almost no noise.

Why don't you clean?

The little girl, wearing sandals, stepped onto the bluestone ground in the courtyard.

She finally got to go home, and she and her mother were both incredibly busy, while Long Chuanche was leisurely eating watermelon.

The cool watermelon seemed to cool you down instantly, and Akane Takeda, her forehead covered in fine sweat, swallowed hard as she stared at the bright red flesh.

"I guess it's because I've already started earning money, but you're still spending your family's money."

Life is truly a wonderful journey.

In the past, Tatsukawa Tetsuya would have been timid when facing Takeda Akane, but later he wanted to punish her.

but now
His gaze passed through the girl's face, which had already recovered from the swelling, as if he could hardly perceive her presence.

"you!"

The girl was so angry that she choked. Long Chuanche was now like a self-reliant adult, while she was still spending her family's money.

"Anything else?"

The sun overhead was dazzling, and Long Chuanche cleared his throat and asked in a cool and indifferent tone.

After washing the courtyard of the small house with clean water, Akane Takeda still had a series of housework to do, such as airing out the quilts and tidying up the kitchen.

Akane Takeda did not answer Tatsukawa Tetsu's question; she simply stood in front of the boy and stared at him.

Akane Takeda remained silent, as did Toru Ryukawa.

He opened his collar, letting the cold wind blow in, and then took a bite of watermelon in front of the girl.

"About Mu Zi."

Akane Takeda bit her lip; Tatsukawa Tetsu's change in attitude was obvious.

In the past, he would look at me with a mischievous grin, but now he clearly wouldn't say another word to me.

"Didn't I already apologize to you?"

The girl clenched her fists and looked at Long Chuanche. She knew why the boy was treating her this way now.

It was an emotion that completely severed ties, an emotion that couldn't be expressed even with hatred. Akane Takeda had only ever seen this in people she had absolutely no connection with.

"You don't need to apologize to me."

Longchuan Che picked up a piece of bright red watermelon and put it in his mouth.

"You were right the other day. I was wrong about Mu Zi. She'll find out sooner or later."

Akane Takeda's actions undoubtedly disrupted Tatsukawa Tetsu's plans, but when Akane said, "Isn't Muko, who was kept in the dark, also pitiful?" Tatsukawa Tetsu suddenly felt relieved.

Even without Akane Takeda, there would be Akane Matsuda, or Akane Yamagami.

Sooner or later, Matsuko would find out, just as Banville wasn't the only one who had seen him attend a party with Maki Takeda. As his fame grew, Matsuko would eventually discover something was amiss.

Who is that woman who attended the event with Archer? Weren't their actions a bit too intimate?

In Japan, writers' private lives are always a topic of great interest to the public, and Tatsukawa Tetsu wasn't sure he could keep it a secret forever.

"What about number two?"

Akane Takeda was somewhat excited, feeling that her icy relationship with Toru Ryukawa had loosened a bit.

"Secondly, you should apologize to your aunt."

Only three people returned to Lake Yamanaka; the managing director stayed in Tokyo to handle Kodansha's work.

In the days that followed, Ryukawa Tetsuya clearly noticed that Takeda Maki was quite angry, because that day Takeda Akane had said to her aunt:

"Shouldn't Auntie be happy about this?"

At that moment, Akane Takeda was staring at Maki Takeda and her mother.

"Mu Zi is gone, but you still have your mother."

Before the girl could finish speaking, Maki Takeda slapped her across the face again.

The Executive Vice President has always been a patriarchal figure in education; how could he possibly allow a junior to speak to him like that?

"Go back to your room and reflect on your actions."

The woman uttered those words coldly. Akane Takeda hadn't left her room before leaving Ireland.

"Consort Zhen supported your education; she was also your elder."

Ryukawa Tetsu leaned against the eaves, wearing a loose-fitting kimono-yukata.

"You have no right to talk to her like that."

Ryukawa Tetsuya's tone was indifferent, and Takeda Akane pursed her lips.

"Okay." The girl turned around and went back to cleaning, leaving Long Chuanche alone under the eaves, lost in thought.

White clouds float in the sky, and the lake water is crystal clear on the ground.

The two women cleaned from day to night, and around six o'clock, wisps of smoke rose from the Takeda family's chimney.

"Xiaoqian, go take a shower."

The wife cooked a simple curry in a pot and called her daughter, who had been busy all day, to go to the bathroom to take a bath.

The small house has an upstairs and downstairs layout; there's a bathtub upstairs and only a shower downstairs.

Akane Takeda nodded, looking somewhat exhausted, and went upstairs.

Shouldn't I wash first?

In the living room, Tatsukawa Tetsu pointed to himself and said that in Japan, the head of the household takes a bath first, and then the rest of the family takes turns using the same bathwater.

"You haven't even broken a sweat, why are you washing yourself?"

The woman, still slightly damp from her bath, gave Long Chuanche a reproachful glare. The two women were exhausted, and this man hadn't even offered a helping hand.

"All you need to do is clean up."

With Akane Takeda absent, Tatsukawa Toru slumped and fell onto his wife's soft body.

It's soft and fluffy, like a water-filled balloon, and it has a pleasant, subtle fragrance.

"And I have a lot more to do."

Long Chuanche wasn't lazy; he was just too busy lately.

Magazine interviews, new book publication.

However, he is extremely busy both at home and abroad.

"Okay, okay, I'll put a new one in the tank for you later."

The wife, sitting cross-legged, pinched Long Chuanche's nose. She knew he had been busy lately, which was why she hadn't let him do any housework.

Men are busy with work, while women take care of household chores.

The wife blushed, suddenly feeling a sense of family life as a family of three.

"correct."