I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 145
Kou didn't realize it when he got out of the car.

When he raised his head and saw the surrounding scenery, a little doubt appeared on his face.

The last time I went to Izu, it was more of a point-to-point journey.

The whole journey is in the train, so there is nothing else to consider.

You only need to wake up and get out of the car, either follow Xiuzi or follow the first generation.

But this time is different.

Because it takes a long time to drive.

The feeling of moving around and returning to my room quickly with just a few more runs in one direction is gone.

It was replaced by a sense of loss.

It was as if I had lost all contact with the world.

At this time, he is lonely and small.

This feeling of extreme freedom comes suddenly.

A little scared, but also a little hopeful.

This should be the first time I went out.

Although the definition of far door is a bit different.

But this kind of drive that takes a part of the time to arrive should be considered far.

Anyway, in any case, it is much farther than before.

Kuma cleared up his mood, glanced back at the direction of Ito's tavern, and stepped on his wooden clogs and walked forward.

Listen to Kazuya Oshima.

Neon experienced a period of faith turmoil before.

After the separation of gods and Buddhas, many Buddhist temples were demolished due to urban construction.

It's just because there are too many temples before, so even if they are demolished, they cannot be demolished.

Mr. Oshima seems to have done a lot of research on temples.

He said that at present, there are not many monasteries in Tokyo that can be called names.

Originally thought that Ju was studying art or Buddhism, he wanted to recommend a few places.

But after reading Ju's manuscript, he suddenly realized that some of Ju's thinking was far superior to theirs.

But fortunately, the places he pointed out to Ju, there are enough temples.

In fact.

Ku didn't completely abandon the big monasteries.

For him who traveled far this time, everything in this world seemed extremely curious.

But I just wandered around the gate of the temple for a while, then turned around and set off for the next one.

The face of the old taro and the extremely dilapidated temple at the entrance of the alley made Ju wonder whether there would be that kind of dilapidated or hidden temples in this kind of place.

The horse walked all the way to a place that could be a dilapidated hut.

The situation here seems to be different from the old taro house.

The so-called Geisha Lane, for example, can be said to be a village within the city.

So here, it should be a complete rural area.

The huts of the poor are missing a few tiles, or the doors are leaning against the door frame.

There is no better road.

If it weren't for the specially chosen sunny day.

If you travel on a rainy day, it must be difficult to move here.

The road is full of potholes, and there are small and large potholes in many places.

The soil in the pothole still looks full of water and is extremely soft.

I originally planned to ask someone.

But Ju walked here for a long time without seeing a single person.

Maybe it was at this time of the day that he went to work in the field?

But keep going up a path.

Occasionally, a mountain gate that fell to the ground was found.

In terms of the construction of the mountain gate, it is mostly a temple.

The courtyard is covered with moss.

Everything else is dilapidated.

It's a pity that there is no one around who looks like an old taro to talk to.

Mostly it seems a little bit lost in interest.

In fact, from the old taro before, Ju could feel the strong conflict of the changing times.

Here, the conflict is even more intense.

When he came to his senses, Ju realized that he was halfway up the mountain.

Looking out from here, you can see the alley passing by.

There are also ditches that smell of mud all around.

If you walk a few steps forward at this time, you can see a rotten wooden bridge.

Taking an opportune moment, Ju climbed into a car.

When I returned to the Ito Tavern at night, my heart that was hanging at that moment suddenly fell to the ground.

The people asked him.

Where did you go today.

They knew that the foal had gone on a trip.

After telling the direction, Boss Ito suddenly said, "That's a real slum."

"Our place, or the orange girl's place, is considered poor.

Then most of the people living in that place are... people who really can't even earn money. "

Boss Ito thought about a lot of descriptive words in his mind, but no matter what, he still couldn't find a suitable one, so he could only use a very thin word "person" to describe it.

"In fact, the people there, basically, are very numb to life.

Compared with those of us, they are nothing more than pursuing the matter of being full every day.

Just need to be full.

As for us, at least we had wine to drink. "

Boss Ito lowered his voice and said.

When talking, his eyes gestured towards the drinkers.

The implication is that although they are poor, at least in comparison, they still have money to drink.

Of course he didn't know what the horse was thinking.

It's nothing more than thinking that it's probably just Kuma's curiosity.

Speaking of this, Boss Ito suddenly slapped his head and said: "It seems that there is a hot topic recently, and everyone is discussing it.

But I can't remember what it is for a while. "

He looked around and found that Mr. Oshima did not come to the tavern today.

Even Xiuzi, who always comes to eat on weekdays, did not show up.

At this time, he couldn't help pinning his expectations on the guests who came to drink.

"It's Orange Girl, she's back."

Someone said immediately.

Then another person followed.

He seems to live in the alley of the orange girl.

He said: "She came back to visit relatives, and the rich family treated her very well, and even gave her a vacation to visit relatives, and I heard that the salary is quite good on weekdays.

She also told all of us about rich people.

Speaking of which, most people have never heard of this matter.

It was a son of a rich family who fell in love with a maid of their family.

And then, that maid seemed to have... ideas. "

The drinking guest thought about it, but he didn't think of using words like scheming to describe it.

"Then the maid also tried to seduce the rich man's son.

It seems that there is another person inside. "

Everyone urged.

who is it.

They are most interested in the bad things about rich people's homes.

After all, it sounds like a very happy feeling.

Because it didn't happen to him.

In the eyes of everyone looking forward to it.

The drinking guest shook his head blankly.

"I forgot……"

(End of this chapter)