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

Chapter 47 The Moonlight is So Beautiful 3
The misty light and shadow lingered in the air of the bookstore. Momoji Haragi, who had been watching the excitement for the whole afternoon, looked at Natsuko Imamura who was making the offer with some dissatisfaction.

"Hey, Xia Zi, don't help that kid on purpose."

The young man in black was dressed in a somewhat careless manner. Long Chuan Che squinted his eyes and saw that the girl was holding the waste manuscript paper he had just written.

'The moonlight is so beautiful'

This sentence was very famous in the previous life, but because there is no Natsume Soseki in this world, this classic confession phrase has not yet been born.

Longchuan Che didn't expect that a sentence he wrote casually would suddenly be worth so much money, but he now cares more about something else.

"You just said. Give it to him?"

The boy looked strange, wondering what was wrong with the tone of the president giving orders.

"Tsutaya Bookstore is owned by Natsuko's family."

Songzhi Muzi reminded him secretly, and Longchuan Che was stunned and felt the disparity of the world again.

A new-style writer, a rich girl, beautiful, this kind of person is born to make people feel the unfairness of life.

Longchuan Che didn't notice that the girl raised her eyebrows when he was thinking about how beautiful she was.

"It's not completely flawless." When Ryukawa Tetsu looked at the smooth kimono.

"8 yen. I can only give you 8 yen now." Natsuko Imamura said with a very gloomy face.

"Why did you lower the price?"

"You must have been thinking something very rude to Xia Zi in your mind just now."

Ryukawa Toru was whispering to his new girlfriend, and Haragi Momoji couldn't help but step forward to separate the two.

"Stop it, Xia Zi, you're not going to help this kid just because he's pitiful, are you?"

The tall boy still thinks that Natsuko Imamura is helping Ryukawa Toru because he is in a difficult situation.

No one paid attention to the noisy Momoji Genki, and Ryuukawa Tetsu was about to nod his head because he had extra money.

"Wait, when you say buy it, do you mean just this piece of paper?" Ryukawa Toru suddenly looked at Imamura Natsuko suspiciously.

"The meaning, the copyright, and the story that this phrase can tell."

Longchuan Che, who felt like he was going to make a small fortune, twitched his face.

Can copyright be sold for just one sentence? Should we marvel at the capitalists’ omnipotence or the other party’s keen business sense?

Thinking that every man and woman who confesses their love in the future will remember that this sentence came from the mouth of the big capitalist Natsuko Imamura, Toru Ryukawa stepped forward and pulled the paper back.

"Sorry, not for sale"

It took some effort to twitch, and it seemed that the girl really liked this sentence.

"Except for this sentence, how much would the other translations be worth?"

"8000 yen."

"Jean-Christophe" has long passed the 50-year copyright protection period, but the words translated by the translator are also copyrighted.

Ryuukawa Toru took 8000 yen to settle his account, leaving only a silver Sakura coin in his hand.

"Let's go."

After struggling for most of the day, Longchuan Che nodded to Songzhi Muzi. He didn't plan to continue with the Christmas Eve schedule tonight. It would be better to make some things clear to the other party.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you two going?"

Matsueda Muko wrapped herself in a scarf and went out with the boys. Haragi Momoji hurriedly picked up his coat and walked into the snow outside with the two of them.

It's a colorful world tonight.

An old man in a Christmas costume was ringing a bell on the street corner, and the fir tree standing at the door was bearing colorful fruits.

Everyone seemed to be able to see elk passing through the sky, and if possible, no one would want to continue this cheerful atmosphere all year long.

"Why did Xia Zi spend so much money on that sentence?"

Stepping on the clean steps, Songzhi Muzi rubbed her gloved hands up and down. She wanted to cover the boy's red hands with her hands, but Longchuan Tetsu shook his head to avoid it. "Don't you think she is helping me out of pity?"

It was dark again, and Ryukawa Toru looked around. Fortunately, it didn't snow today, so he could still return to Yamanakako Village on his Yamaha.

"Xia Zi is a very powerful person. Powerful means that she doesn't have any feelings like pity."

It can be read as a very powerful capitalist, and Ryuukawa Tetsu is powerless to complain about it.

"I love you."

"what?"

Longchuan Che could see that the girl's jujube-colored face was rippled like the blue tide.

There was a charming glimmer flashing, and the eyelashes at the corners of the eyes trembled inadvertently.

"That sentence is a subtle way of saying 'I love you.'" Ryukawa Tetsu stamped his feet in the cold wind, hesitated for a while and then said, "Matsueda-san, let's leave it at that for today. I plan to go back first."

"Aren't you going to go shopping on the street?"

If we just look at it from a dating perspective, the experience of the day was really bad for both of them.

I sat in the bookstore for an entire afternoon and encountered something so embarrassing that I couldn't save myself.

Perhaps the ambiguous mood could be heightened at night when the moon was hanging all over the sky, but Longchuan Che was obviously not in the mood at this moment.

"That guy is here again."

Before Longchuan Che finished speaking, a boy came out shouting "Muzi Muzi".

Longchuan Che sighed with some annoyance, and then said.

"Those unlimited pursuers are really annoying, but I..."

Longchuan Che's eyes drooped as he spoke. It was unclear whether the wind blowing from the north was cold or the biting feeling he brought to people.

“I hate it when people lie to me.”

The wind blowing upwards brought a chilly feeling to people. Seeing Ryukawa Tetsu's eyes that did not reflect the festive atmosphere, Matsueda Muko took a step back.

There’s nothing wrong with having multiple girlfriends, but if someone uses you as a shield, the other person must be a little angry.

"Ha! Where do you want to go? Muzi, you said you would accompany me to the mall today. This guy can't even pay for his meal. Are you going to pay for him all the time by going with him tonight?"

On Christmas Eve, passers-by's footsteps became a little lighter, and Momoji Genki jumped out again at an inopportune time.

The noisy sound gave Longchuan Che a headache.

As he pulled his cheap scarf upwards and prepared to leave.

"Are you really here?"

The black wheels made ruts in the snow on the side of the road. Editor Ono, who had been looking for Ryukawa Tetsu for the entire afternoon, looked strangely at the three people who were making some noise at the gate.

The girl pulled Longchuan Che's sleeve, and the tall boy pulled the girl.

No matter how you look at it, it's a melodramatic romance drama.

"Why are you here?"

Ryukawa Toru was stunned, and saw Mrs. Takeda watching the show through the lowered window.

"I ran into Mrs. Takeda on the way to Yamanakako. She said she would take me to find you, but you weren't in Koshu Yumekoji. I only knew you were here when I ran into Miss Takeda just now."

Koshu Yumekoji is a place where many couples go on dates, and Ryukawa Toru nodded.

Although he didn't know why the editor wanted to talk to him about Christmas Eve, he still opened the car door and got in.

"He's a little poor now, but it won't always be like this."

Editor Ono had probably arrived a long time ago. He rolled down the car window and frowned at the boy who had been mocking Ryukawa Toru.

"He will have an interview with Shinchosha at the end of this month. You can take a look at it."

(End of this chapter)