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

Chapter 41 is also a busy author

Two consecutive days.

For the sake of Toru Ryukawa, Taro Ono tried his best to please his teacher in the Kujo family.

He hopes to find a stable backing for Longchuan Che.

Writing in Japan is no different than anywhere else.

In this era when people are denouncing the government's incompetence because of the economic bubble, the writing style of many writers is also particularly extreme.

The intellectuals were almost in opposition to the government. Any pen holder dared to write anything, which also caused people in the Ministry of Education to make some unfounded assumptions.

Often, if an author writes something thought-provoking, people from the Ministry of Education will come to talk to him.

The literati were not afraid of this and even regarded the Ministry of Education’s visit as an honor.

The Ministry of Education contacted you to tell you that your articles have a great influence, and accusing you of promoting negative thoughts means you have touched their sore spot.

That group of top writers fully demonstrated the spirit of the Death Squad, and they enjoyed exposing or satirizing the dark side of society all day long.

Ryukawa Toru's "Snow Country" is like a clear mirror. Taro Ono hopes that he can focus on writing books. If his works are recognized by his teacher, he can save a lot of trouble in the future.

“That guy should be writing well, right?”

On Christmas Day, Taro Ono was still following an old man around. He looked up at the sky and felt that Ryukawa Toru would definitely not let him down.

After all, the person who dares to say something that would make all the literati in the world bow down must be studying his work carefully now and seizing the opportunity to publish his book in "New Trend" in January.

Being able to occupy 10,000 words of space in "Xinchao" is no small feat. Any normal author would be feeling uneasy now.

Taro Ono nodded in the direction of Ryukawa Tetsu's house. He seemed to be able to see his author writing with peace of mind.

"You write your book well, and I'll help you smooth out your connections. We both have a bright future."

Taro Ono clenched his fist to cheer himself up, then ran to continue his battle of wits and courage with the old man.

At this time, Longchuan Jun.
"I'm going out on a date today and won't be back tonight."

Longchuan Che stood in front of the mirror at the entrance and simply adjusted his clothes.

He was still wearing the black coat he had bought some time ago.

The collar was neatly folded outwards by him, and he was wearing a knitted sweater underneath.

This outfit is too mature for an eighteen-year-old boy, but Longchuan Tetsu's expression is indifferent most of the time, which really matches the black clothes.

The young man stood at the door with a distant look on his face. Takeda Takako, who felt that there was something on him, was stunned as she had not dared to get too close to her daughter in the past two days.

"You? Date?"

It's as outrageous as being told while walking on the street that your daughter is getting married.

Mrs. Takeda looked at the boy who had taken advantage of her yesterday with a strange expression.

"Dating who?"

"none of your business?"

Longchuan Che stood at the door and raised his eyebrows.

He combed his hair up and then down in front of the mirror.

In the end, I chose a hairstyle that looks more youthful.

His hair had been trimmed by Mrs. Takeda two days ago, and with his fine hair down, he looked quite casual.

Like the black cat at the village gate that often naps in the sun, the casual and decadent feeling is well reflected at this time.

Mrs. Takeda felt a little depressed after being countered by the other party.

She really wanted to point at Longchuan Che’s face and ask him, does your girlfriend know that you are a bastard who bullies women all day long?
But Mrs. Takeda didn't say it in the end.

She was afraid that Long Chuan Che would punish her, as the plum blossoms on her body had not yet withered.

The old motorcycle made a sound of swallowing gasoline.

When Takeda Akane came down from upstairs, she saw her mother sitting on the sofa, twisting uncomfortably.

Sometimes she touched her collarbone and frowned, and sometimes she looked out the window.

Takeda Akane skipped over and called her mother, which scared the other person.

"What happened to mother? Didn't you notice me coming over?"

Akane Takeda, who was wearing a delicate cashmere sweater, blinked and felt something was strange.

Recently her mother has often been in this state of absent-mindedness.

Sometimes she looked gloomy and cursed, and sometimes her face turned red. She suspected that her mother was possessed by evil spirits, but unfortunately she had no evidence.

"It's okay, I was just thinking about something."

Ryuukawa Toru went out on a date on Christmas Day and there is a high possibility that he will not come back tonight.

Every Christmas is a festival full of psychedelic colors.

The sales of coffee and desserts skyrocketed, and the entrances to the cinema and amusement park were crowded with people.

Of course, these are just small things. The most crowded place tonight is definitely...

"Hotel? Date?"

Mrs. Takeda looked strange.

She seemed to be able to imagine out of thin air the scene of Ryukawa Toru kissing a girl.

After all, yesterday she hugged the other person's head and watched him bite it gently.

Takeda Akane watched her mother's face turn redder and tilted her head and said.

"Mom, I have to go out today too."

"You want to go out on a date too?" Mrs. Takeda's face suddenly turned gloomy. She had no control over what happened to Ryukawa Toru, but she clearly forbade her daughter to date boys before her coming-of-age ceremony.

Getting into Tokyo University is already a highly competitive thing, so how can you be distracted by other things at this time?

"No, no, there are a few girls I'm good friends with who asked me out."

Takeda Akane waved her hands hurriedly. She loved and feared her mother.

The love is because her mother dotes on her most of the time, but the fear is because the other party pursues the old-fashioned education.

When she was a child, Takeda Akane was often beaten with a ruler by her opponents.

Hearing her daughter say this, Takeda Takako slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

She carefully asked her daughter who she was with, and then took out a few 10,000 yen bills from her wallet.

"Come back early and don't play too late."

Takako Takeda's face looked calm. Although it was Christmas, her daughter was already grown up.

It’s not like you control each other like you did when you were kids, but you still need to give each other the social space they deserve.

The girl happily kissed the face that was not much older than her, then quickly ran upstairs to change her clothes and go out.

"Mother, I'm leaving now. I'll be back before twelve o'clock."

There was also a gift exchange activity in the evening, and Takeda Akane waved to the other party and left.

After a click, the Longchuan family, which had been quite lively, fell into silence.

Takako Takeda looked around the quiet house, then stared at the flickering flame in the fireplace in a daze.

"What unlucky girl would fall for him?"

Mrs. Takeda picked up an orange and peeled it while thinking.

Longchuan Che has almost no other advantages except that he looks good.

"Oh, I became a writer recently."

Mrs. Takeda racked her brains to give the other party such a name.

"Young girls nowadays have no taste."

Mrs. Takeda was talking to herself at the dining table, and she made two unladylike sounds.

She didn't notice that the orange in her hand was becoming more and more rotten as she peeled it, and finally she impatiently threw it into the trash can.

"It's so boring, let's go out for a walk."

Mrs. Takeda said this to herself as she stood up from the dining table.

The bored lady put on her clothes, put on her scarf, thought for a moment, and went upstairs to get a mask.

"Where to go?"

Mrs. Takeda, wearing a mask, took out a map and clicked around, finally choosing a place with the most couples dating.

“Just think of it as reliving the feeling of my youth.”

There was obviously no one in the quiet house, but Mrs. Takeda still insisted on making a sound. I don't know if she was explaining it to herself or to God.

(End of this chapter)