Kyoto: I just want to be a gentleman

Wait...you wouldn't have started to be a plagiarist and become a great writer in the literary world, right?

The kind that all the prestigious schools would be vying to admit you.

Oh, if it's true, I would also like to try that feeling.

It must feel great to be chosen by someone.

By the way, don’t be complacent after you become famous, and don’t forget the people who have always been with you.

I won't ask you how you are doing.

I believe that you must be living a good life because I have been working hard.

'

After finishing the letter, Watanabe Hideyuki put down the pen and turned his sore wrist.

After resting for a while, he carefully folded the paper in half with his small hands and put it carefully into an envelope as big as his hand.

After doing all this, he looked up and looked out the window.

The sunset outside the window had completely fallen without me noticing...

This is my first book on the shelves. I don’t know what to say to the book friends who have been reading this book, so I wrote a special chapter like this.

As I said in Chapter 40, every time you finish reading a book, it feels like you have experienced a wonderful world with the protagonist.

After finishing a book, I always feel very dazed and would sigh like “Ah? Is this the end?”, “I really want to read the sequel!”, “I actually read so much and followed it for such a long time.”, “Don’t finish it, even if you can add some more daily routines…”

Sometimes, passages from the book would naturally pop up in my mind, so much so that I always confuse online articles with movies.

After reading a book, I always wonder what kind of life the protagonist will live in the future? What path will he take? If... no one reads it in the future, and even the author who wrote it forgets him, will he...

Before writing this book, I was a bookworm who had been reading online for twelve years. I read while eating, going to the toilet, and even while taking a shower... Sometimes I even skipped sleep to read.

When I read online articles, I never thought that one day in the future, I would rely on this to make a living.

So, now it seems more like an invisible red line connecting online literature and me.

And on the other end of the line, it is you who always supports me.

In the vast ocean of books, you picked out this not-so-outstanding book of mine, and were willing to spend time to read it here, and then read the words I wrote at this moment.

Is there any fate more wonderful than this? I think there is, but it is rare.

Maybe you and I are tens or hundreds of kilometers apart, maybe you and I are at opposite ends of the earth, but at some point, you and I are connected through words.

So here, I would like to thank you again for the wonderful fate.

It seems that it is time to play the victim next. I won’t play the victim anymore. Anyway, it is very miserable. Everyone’s life is miserable enough already. It will only make my fellow wolf friends feel upset.

Let me talk about the plan for this book. I still hope that everyone can support it by subscribing. I don’t have any other job and have to rely on this to support myself. I don’t dare to think about getting married, I just want to have enough food and clothing, so everyone can give me a subscription of one or two cents a day so that I can make a living and keep writing.

If there is anything that is not well written, you can point it out to me privately and we can discuss the problem and communicate.

The story in the book is definitely not just my story. I hope it can be a bit of comfort in everyone’s complicated work and life and a memory in the future.

This book will get better and better, I believe, because I have been working hard and because you support me.

Thank you.

Long reference tonight.

(It is expected that the latest chapter will be released at noon tomorrow, which is Wednesday the 17th. Please place your first order. It is really important for this book. Thank you again.)

Chapter 107 I'll be waiting for you at the end of time (2) "Please pre-order!"

Watanabe Hideyuki saw a familiar figure.

It seems to be... Arisa Kuroda...?

He doesn't know Kuroda Arisa yet.

Moreover, he had never heard from Arisa Kuroda that she had met him before.

So Watanabe Hideyuki quickly turned his body, and in the confusion of Kuroda Arisa who was passing by, only a slightly desolate back was revealed.

After Kuroda Arisa walked past, Watanabe Hideyuki returned to his previous posture.

Terrible.

The most urgent thing is, he should go buy a mask now, right?

Even if people mistake me for a Cosplayer, it’s better than having your face appear in two places at the same time, right?

But it seems, at this point and in such a remote environment.

Is there really a place that sells masks?

Watanabe Hideyuki was wandering back and forth in the department store's shelves filled with black stockings and black face towels. Under the strange gaze of the boss, he resolutely chose the latter.

After putting on the black face scarf, it feels a bit strange.

But I undoubtedly gained a lot of sense of security.

But what's the next step?

Watanabe Hideyuki suddenly realized that he seemed homeless now.

Fortunately, the wallet in his pocket was not lost. He counted it carefully and found that there was probably more than 300,000 yen in it. If he spent frugally, it might be able to last for a while.

I'll just go to the Internet cafe for a couple of days and then make plans for the next step.

If we only talk about the environment of Internet cafes, Japan's Internet cafes are indeed far ahead in terms of average level.

It would be more accurate to describe Japan's Internet cafes as miniature hotels rather than places to surf the Internet.

Each room is an independent compartment, just like a beehive at the airport, but not as high-end as a beehive.

At the same time, in the small compartment, there is a tatami mat for resting, pillows, blankets, adjustable air conditioning and other daily necessities or facilities.

Outside there is a self-service shower area, washing machine, coffee area, restaurant area, comic book area, etc., everything you need.

And the price is much more affordable than staying in a hotel.

But when Watanabe Hideyuki arrived at the door of the Internet cafe, he remembered something important.

Japanese law clearly stipulates that people under the age of sixteen are not allowed to enter Internet cafes.

People over 16 years old but under 18 years old can enter the Internet cafe only if they are accompanied by a guardian, but they cannot stay overnight.

There is no restriction for those over 18 years old.

These are very similar to domestic requirements and are aimed at protecting minors.

But the saying that "every policy is based on a policy, every policy is based on a countermeasure" is not just talk. As long as money paves the way, you can usually find a way to a green channel no matter which country you are in.

Watanabe Hideyuki spent twice as much money and found a yellow-haired Japanese Sanhe master, and booked a single room for him in the Internet cafe for a day.

When lying on the tatami in the single room of the Internet cafe, Watanabe Hideyuki still felt that it was a little unreal.

In just less than a day, he experienced so many bizarre things.

If his one-day experience were written into a book, it would surely be comparable to "Crime and Punishment" and might even win the Akutagawa Prize or the Hugo Award.

Watanabe Hideyuki set an alarm for himself on his mobile phone, and a strong feeling of sleepiness slowly surged into his heart like a tide.

So go to bed now.

Perhaps the other self in this time and space has also fallen asleep.

Good night, sweet dreams.

......

The next day.

Clear skies.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the gap in the curtains and gently fell on Watanabe Hideyuki's face, waking him up from his sleep.

He slowly sat up from the tatami in the Internet cafe, stretched, and felt all the bones in his body creaking.

A night in the Internet cafe made him a little tired, but it also made him experience a different night.

The last time you slept in an internet cafe... or stayed up all night in college...?

Watanabe Hideyuki thought with some uncertainty.

After all, it has been too long and the memory is a little fuzzy.

Compared with here, that place can't be called an Internet cafe, it should be called a slum.

Watanabe Hideyuki rubbed his hazy eyes and looked around.

The room was still dim, with only the faint light from the computer screen and a ray of sunlight coming through the gap in the curtains. He stood up, feeling his body a little stiff, so he gently moved his limbs to get the blood flowing again.

After a brief stretch of exercise, he walked to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. The cool water hit his palms, instantly sobering him up.

He scooped up a handful of water and washed his face. The water was slightly cool, but it made him feel indescribably refreshed and comfortable. Then, he picked up the disposable towel provided by the Internet cafe and gently wiped his face, then combed his unusually messy hair.

Looking at his slightly younger self in the mirror, Watanabe Hideyuki made a standard "yeah" gesture.

New life, here he comes.

Watanabe Hideyuki didn't expect that just after he made up his mind, the one who gave him a blow was the sunlight.

Walking out of the slightly dim Internet cafe, Watanabe Hideyuki was slightly dazzled by the bright sunlight outside.

He subconsciously raised his hand, rubbed his hazy eyes, and looked at the surrounding environment again.

There were people coming and going on the road, and cars were flowing continuously. The hustle and bustle and vitality of the city immediately flooded into his senses.

In sharp contrast to the dim and dull atmosphere inside the Internet cafe, everything outside seems so fresh and lively. The sun shines in every corner, giving the city a golden coat.

He took a deep breath of fresh air and felt his lungs filled with the refreshing breath, as if his whole body was refreshed.

He contacted a real estate agency on his mobile phone and planned to rent a house to solve the housing problem.

Due to his limited funds and his minor status, he had to pay extra fees to find a guarantee company to guarantee him, so the range of options available to him was very limited.

Looking at the familiar plaque, Watanabe Hideyuki was a little confused at the moment.

「Sakata Real Estate Agency」

This office is the one he and Arisa Kuroda had visited before. Shouldn’t it be in Yamanouchi Arakicho?