People in Tokyo, the world is clear

People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Author: Old Tokyo

Summary:

"He killed himself."

"He had thought he would die this winter, but someone gave him a gray, striped linen kimono as a New Year's gift in the first month of the year. It was a kimono suitable for summer wear. At that time, he thought, I'd better live until summer."

"But, the following spring, the person who gave him the kimono...she got married."

"The water in Tokyo Bay is really cold. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to survive in his place."

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By chance, Lin Sen traveled through time and space to Tokyo in the 80s, and was reborn as a poor man who committed suicide for love.

In the booming bubble era, paper and gold, affection and love were everywhere, as if the happy future was waving to people.

However, Lin Sen, who knew the future well, understood that an economic crisis was coming.

There are only two things we should do: establish our destiny, and then live in peace.

Love is absolutely forbidden!

前言

Dear readers and friends, good morning, noon and evening!

If you are an old reader of this book, you can choose to ignore the contents of this preface.

If you are a new reader, the purpose of this chapter is to explain some of the problems that the book has encountered since it was uploaded, to help you understand the current situation of the book so that you can choose whether to continue reading.

Nine months have passed since the upload (September 2023, 9), and most of the plot design of this book has actually been completed. What is being done now is to fill the empty plot framework with specific text.

Since the end of January this year, this book has experienced several waves of relatively long suspensions.

The initial reason was that, with my performance underwhelming, I became influenced by the comments of some readers and friends, causing a mental imbalance that further impacted my physical health. The time off from updating was partly for lagging and partly for recovery. This was extremely poor behavior, and it hurt many readers who followed my updates. I deeply regret and apologize for my irresponsibility.

But I can guarantee that I completed all chapters of this book with the greatest enthusiasm and dedication, even during the most unbalanced periods of my mind. I will continue to complete the rest of the book in this way.

I continue to accept all criticism and am deeply grateful to all my readers, past, present, and future, for their support and encouragement. The purpose of reading a book must be to enjoy a work that is both entertaining and complete. This is a goal I will strive to achieve.

Many readers may also be concerned about a part of the plot and a certain label of this book.

In my understanding, the label "Ashura Field" refers to [a scene where interpersonal relationships are complex, and the people present have multiple connections with each other or unequal identity recognition], which is very consistent with the plot design of this book.

However, many readers view the "Shura Field" label as a derogatory term for the author's manipulation of the protagonist's and even the reader's emotions through stock speculation, a label that has drawn widespread criticism and negative reviews. For me, this also doesn't align with the book's creative goals.

I will retain this label and accept any criticism or criticism that I find inappropriate, but I can assure you that the aforementioned "stock speculation" phenomenon will never appear in this book. I hope you can trust me.

Some readers were dissatisfied with the book because they thought it was "watered down". For me, the characterization of several characters needed some details and language preparation, and some chapters may be a bit long-winded.

Previously, I was deeply upset by these comments, feeling misunderstood. But now, after reflection, consideration, and practical improvements, I believe I've managed to streamline the chapters while maintaining the original purpose. I'll do my best to provide more content like this in the future, and I hope you enjoy it.

When I started writing this book, I hoped to make a living from the proceeds. But given the current situation, that's no longer possible. But I will still do my best to complete it. While the book may not be a stellar or successful work, it's a story I truly love. I won't let myself down, and I hope everyone will believe in me and trust me.

I still hope this book can generate a small amount of income to keep me going. I hope everyone will subscribe to paid content, and I will also try my best to make some chapters with extra words free to read. If you enjoy reading this work, I hope you will support it. You don't have to pay extra, you can use it to support your favorite authors. If you can subscribe, I will be very grateful.

Finally, I sincerely hope that you will like my book. I also wish you good health in all four seasons and hope you can find your own answers in life.

—Old Tokyo, recorded on January 2023.9.1,

The first month of traveling through time with a cheesy script

Chapter 1 Two Elegant Seats at the Bottom of Tokyo Bay

Lin Sen's journey through time was indeed somewhat unpleasant.

I was backpacking in Tokyo when the summer fireworks festival happened to be happening. I was enjoying the fireworks display from my houseboat when some jerk suddenly pushed me hard from behind. I fell into the water and sank to the bottom amidst the roar of fireworks.

When he regained consciousness, he was floating on the water like a corpse, his stomach filled with cold liquid.

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There was a Sakura girl next to me who was in the same situation.

After rescuing the unconscious girl, he used all the dog paddling skills he had learned throughout his life to finally climb ashore and vomit out the cold water in his stomach.

After waking up from a dream and coming back to life, the whole world around me has changed.

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Completely confused.

Mr. Drowned Chicken stumbled and trudged a few steps, and managed to grab a passerby who was looking at him coldly and strangely.

Suddenly, I spoke fluent Japanese:

"What's today's date?"

"It's the 16th."

At nine o'clock in the evening of March 16, 1986.

Sunday.

Lin Sen thought he had heard wrongly.

It was not until he looked down and saw clearly the gray, tattered linen kimono he was wearing that Lin Sen gradually realized that he had replaced a person who had committed suicide by jumping into Tokyo Bay alone.

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It seems that he also picked up another of the same kind.

Oh my god.

Large amounts of memories emerged as if they were suddenly poured into my head, about a new identity and another life.

But there is no time to digest these abstract contents now.

Before she could fully come to her senses, the Sakura girl who was rescued coughed up a few saliva and slowly woke up.

She was quite cute, with short bob hair, a face that still retained a childish charm, bright eyes and white teeth. She wasn't stunning, but she had a bit of the everyday air of a girl next door.

There was nothing related to her in her memory. It seemed that she was a stranger who committed suicide by jumping into the river like the original body.

A very cute and young child, probably only one or two years younger than me.

Why would someone commit suicide? And why would they choose such a painful way to die, like drowning?

Having just walked through the gates of hell, the girl looked a little dazed. She tilted her head back and stared at this side with her beautiful eyes wide open, not knowing what to say.

They stared at each other, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

Lin Sen decided to find a topic.

After thinking for a moment, a word came out of his mouth.

"Um, is the water in Tokyo Bay sweet?"

"..."

His eyes widened even more.

But it did bring us a little closer.

The two wet ones, one big and one small, met each other, huddled together for warmth, and found a place to rest in front of a convenience store.

This year was a cold spring.

The howling wind in the evening scratched my skin and bones, bringing a shivering coldness.

Only the girl had her wallet. She ran to the store and used the wet, rotten banknotes to buy two cups of hot oden. The two of them huddled together and finished their dinner.

We started chatting naturally.

"Senior. Why do you want to end your life?"

The girl's puzzled eyes shone gently in the darkness, and her black pupils reflected the lights of the izakaya.

This was actually what Lin Sen really wanted to ask her. Such a young and beautiful girl, what could she not solve that would make her commit suicide?

Perhaps out of human nature and selfishness, Lin Sen did not want such a beautiful life to disappear, so he made the decision in an instant.

Please persuade and encourage him, so that he won’t follow the example of a certain literary giant named Tsushima and do something ruthless.

You can start with the original experience, which may arouse empathy and facilitate communication.

Carefully organize your memory and straighten out the conversation.

"I had intended to die last winter, but someone gave me this gray, pinstriped linen kimono as a New Year's gift during the first month of the year. It's a kimono perfect for summer. I thought, 'I'd better live until summer.'"

Having said that, Lin Sen took a deep breath:

"But, just this spring, the person who gave me the kimono...she got married."

The girl blinked her eyes when she heard this.

But Lin Sen was not there to share negative energy, but to advise people not to give up on life, so he immediately handed the microphone back.

"What about you? What's your reason?"

This question made the girl feel a little awkward. After biting her lip and hesitating for a long time, she finally managed to say:

"About the same as my predecessor."

I don’t want to reveal more, but I understand enough.

Oh.

Just like the original self, he committed suicide due to a broken heart.

I was thinking about how to continue the conversation, but the other party seemed to be more interested in talking:

"Then why did you suddenly struggle to the shore and bring me with you?"

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When I was sleepy, someone handed me a pillow.

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"I guess I can't bear it. My life is a mess, and every day is a bleak one. If I die, I die. But you look so young, it's really a pity."

This sentence amused the girl a little.

"So, Senior's determination to die is not very firm yet."

"I guess so. Come to think of it, do you still want to die now?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Lin Sen quickly got straight to the point and stared at the other party's face.

The result was a happy one. In a good mood, the girl with short hair also shook her head hurriedly:

"Drowning is so uncomfortable. At least I don't want to die today. Do you feel the same way, Senior?"

"...Um."

Great.

After saving the man and dispelling his suicidal thoughts, Lin Sen instantly felt that his merit value was full and he could deduct 1 to make the Buddha smile with him.

"My name is Xiao Linsen. What's yours?"

He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and reported his original body's name.

What a coincidence, it’s only one character different from my real name. Is it a kind of fate?

He was secretly complaining, but he didn't notice that the girl opposite him also had a relieved expression.

"My name is Ito Nishika."

After swallowing two mouthfuls of the soup in the cup, Ito Xiguo felt a sense of joy and accomplishment as he lamented his survival.

Tonight's experience was truly magical.

I was just taking a walk when I saw a haggard young man who looked a little older than me, with a sad face as he was about to jump into the water to commit suicide. I felt sorry for him and wanted to try to stop him.

But in his haste, he slipped and tripped, and fell directly into the water, which was a double whammy.