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

Chapter 51: Kujo's House
"Scared? No, nothing like that."

Mrs. Takeda folded her hands together with a flickering look in her eyes. "I just suddenly remembered, suddenly remembered..."

The woman grunted and struggled for a long time, and finally said that the sewer at home seemed to be blocked and she wanted to go back early to check it out.

The sewer is blocked, what a simple and plain reason. Longchuan Che's eyelids twitched as he looked at the Japanese-style room.

Classic Japanese architecture.

There are tatami mats on the floor, and a low-legged tea table. Through the paper door you can see the bamboo forest and stream, and the ethereal thudding sounds of startled deer.

There was a portrait hanging on the wall. Ryukawa Toru took a closer look and saw that it was Setsuko Kujo, the empress of Emperor Taisho and the great-grandmother of the current Emperor Heisei.

The five great regents and their in-laws have been interfering in politics and have intermarried with the imperial family since the Kamakura period. How could such a family disappear from the stage of history just because the kazoku system was abolished?

Thinking of what Ono Taro had just said, Ryukawa Toru sighed.

The literati and poets raised their cups and drank together, and the emperor smiled. Hundreds of years ago, the literati could not escape the connection with power. This is even more so in Japan where classist literature is prevalent today.

"The teacher is the president of the Japan Writers Association. With his approval, you can save yourself a lot of trouble in the future."

After his editor said this, he went to ask his teacher to come over. Longchuan Che always felt like he was paying homage to a gang organization.

Submit your name card and seek protection from the other party, and stand up for them if they need you in the future.

Isn’t this one of my men?

Longchuan Che smacked his lips. He might become a great writer in the future and even a character like Shuanghua Honggun.

The reserve henchman Ryukawa Tetsu was waiting in the Japanese-style room for a meeting with the boss.

Time passed quietly for one or two seconds, the tea slowly turned cold and no more white mist came out of the teacup.

"Why is it so slow?"

Longchuan Che yawned lazily.

Several hours have passed since I entered the Kujo family.

The lights in the city slowly went out, and Christmas Eve was almost over.

Longchuan Toru still hasn't seen the legendary old man from the Kujo family.

He has supported several cabinet ministers and has the greatest influence in the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology and the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry.

After just listening to a few simple sentences, Longchuan Che became very curious about this old man, but the other party did not seem so easy to meet.

"I told you to go back a long time ago. It's not that easy to meet that kind of person. Your editor didn't get permission from others. He just brought you here to try your luck."

The longer time passed, the more at ease Ryukawa Toru found Mrs. Takeda.

The woman was holding a Japanese confectionery and eating it in small bites, with a leisurely attitude as if she was at home.

"Give it a try. Maybe that person is just bored."

Ryukawa Toru was propped up with his face resting lazily on the table. Ono Taro's teacher did not agree to see him, and the editor brought Ryukawa Toru here to try his luck as he was leaving tomorrow. It was said that the old man had a strange temper.

Takeda Takako sneered and said nothing. She wrapped the residue on her hands with paper, glanced at Longchuan Tetsu and said

“Your book will be released next month?”

The column interview will be published at the end of December and will be serialized starting next month.

This is what Taro Ono said to Toru Ryukawa.

"Ah."

Ryukawa Toru played with the Mino ware cup in his hand and glanced at Mrs. Takeda who had a hesitant expression.

"what happened?"

"Next month is the central exam."

“I know about the center exam.”

"Won't it affect you?"

Mrs. Takeda asked casually, and Ryukawa Toru looked at her curiously.

"What does it have to do with you whether it affects you or not?"

This woman said two weeks ago that even if I got into university, I wouldn't get a penny from her, and now she's asking about the central examination.

be sick.

"I shouldn't have asked him about the exam."

The veins on Mrs. Takeda's forehead twitched, and then she looked at Ryukawa Toru curiously.

"Are you really not planning to go to Tokyo?" It was still unknown what his future as a writer would be like, but he already had the ability to make money. Mrs. Takeda loved bustling Tokyo, and she didn't quite understand why he didn't go directly to Tokyo to develop.

"Are you happy that I'm not going to Tokyo?"

Long Chuan Che held the cup and looked at the flickering light in the woman's eyes.

Her expression was very complicated, with three parts of secret joy, three parts of pride, and a bit of barely perceptible confusion.

For Mrs. Takeda, Tokyo is a symbol of all that is good, and Ryukawa Toru's willingness to rot and die in the small mountain village of Yamanakako seems to have given her some kind of emotional release.

"No way?" Mrs. Takeda avoided her gaze and picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Uh-huh"

Ryukawa Toru pinched his chin and looked at Mrs. Takeda, who was wearing a sweater and skirt.

The warm-colored sweater makes her face look moist. She likes to bite her lips when she is thinking, and avoids looking when she is nervous.

The recent interactions made Longchuan Che feel more and more that she was a woman who could not hide things, and he became more and more dissatisfied with being bullied by such a woman in the past.

"Speaking of it,"

Ryukawa Toru rested his head on his arms, which were resting on the table, and looked at Mrs. Takeda.

"Why did you raise me?"

It was already a fact that Takako Takeda had occupied the property of Toru Ryukawa's family after the agreement was found, but Toru Ryukawa still felt a little strange about it.

"Give it away, throw it away. A child over five years old has almost no ability to survive. Why don't you just send it far away from me?"

Longchuan Che looked at this woman, and his mind was recalling the experience of growing up slowly over the years.

Although they lived together, he rarely interacted with each other.

Apart from scolding and blaming him, the other party usually kept his head high and pretended not to see him most of the time.

Even though I don't like him, I still have to raise him.

More importantly, the house belongs to Longchuan's family. If Longchuan Che put himself in the other person's shoes and did the same thing, he would definitely not keep a bomb with him.

"Of course it's because I'm kind."

Takeda Takako sneered, "If I had known it would be like this today, I would have thrown you into an orphanage a long time ago."

"If you can be considered a good person, then I am also a great good person." Ryukawa Toru didn't believe a word of what Takeda Takako said.

Think carefully about the other person's attitude towards you over the years.

Go to the worst school and do the most tiring work.

Although the other party raised him, it seemed that he did not give him any chance to grow.

Longchuan Che's academic performance in junior high school was pretty good, but he was assigned to a school that raised pigs and grew fruits, with agriculture as its major.

Rather than saying that the other party is supporting himself, it is better to say:

"Want to see a mediocre Longchuan Che?"

When Longchuan Che had this thought in his mind, the midnight bell rang.

Christmas Eve has passed and the Western New Year has arrived.

Longchuan Che looked at the paper door and saw that there was still no sign of it being opened, so he sighed.

"Let's go."

Since the big shot doesn't want to see me, I can't stay here forever.

Ryukawa Toru could see Mrs. Takeda raising her eyebrows smugly when he said he was leaving.

What it probably means is, you see, I told you that big shot wouldn't see you.

When Takeda Takako was happy, Ryukawa Toru was unhappy.

As the boy slapped the woman on the butt with a sneer, the paper door opened.

"that…"

The old man in kimono looked at Ryukawa Tetsu's hands on the woman's hips and raised his eyebrows oddly.

"I'll come back later?"

His figure was old, but his voice was so loud that the bamboo forest outside the window seemed to tremble with him.

(End of this chapter)