I am a writer in Tokyo

This summer, it's not very good.

But it's not too good either.

Accompanied by the large-scale west-to-east migration of equatorial surface warm water.

The temperature increase of the surface seawater in the east of the equator is obvious.

under the influence of a strong El Niño year.

This summer is extremely hot.

Therefore, everyone is looking forward to a cool autumn soon.

Maybe, you can walk in the woods when the leaves fall in the autumn wind.

But if you don't talk about these things.

It seems that neon has come alive a lot this summer.

The originally half-dead literature was tossed by Xiaoyuan Kazuki.

There has been a little bit of improvement.

It was like a dying patient, suddenly his face turned rosy.

Let's not talk about whether this change is good or not.

It's much better than the half-dead look before.

It's better to see something than nothing.

Everyone knows this very well.

It's just that everyone is curious about one thing.

That is where Kazuki Xiaoyuan went.

Previously, Gaoyi was like a sow, but under such a fierce literary momentum, he didn't stand on the head of the tide and guide the tide to beat there.

At this time, someone raised a point of view.

That is.

Could it be that even Kazuki Kouin, who has been leading literature before, can't escape this violent wave of literature?

"However, he was the initiator of this wave, if not for him.

How can this tide rise? "

Some people expressed their opinions unconvinced.

After this point of view was put forward, people who opposed it immediately appeared.

"As the initiator of the wave, there is no guarantee that he will always lead the wave.

It can only be said that for a while he led the emergence of the wave.

And then, he found that he had no power to continue, so he was overwhelmed by the tide just like that.

It's like a sinking ship that never gets up again. "

"No one can stick to that head all the time, no one else."

"Besides, he hasn't shown up for such a long time. Doesn't that mean one thing? He's gone, and he can't write anything."

Writers in the literary world are also topics that readers like to talk about.

For them.

Writers look at the world from a macro perspective and point fingers at this society.

It's a cool feeling.

And they deliberately pointed at the writer.

This feeling is more refreshing.

Under several remarks.

It seems that this small matter, which was originally small, has gradually evolved into a rumor that Kazuki Xiaoyuan has officially withdrawn from the literary world.

And under the influence of such rumors.

"When did I say that I quit the literary world?"

Kitajima Kou was speechless looking at Takehiro Kosaka who came over to inquire.

He was sweating profusely.

The red hat was glued to his head.

It looks like a red paint stuck on the head.

It's kind of inexplicably funny.

However, Ju felt very heartwarming.

This feeling of being cared for is different.

Very comfortable.

Under the explanation of Takehiro Kosaka.

Ku generally understood what was going on.

I couldn't help being even more speechless.

How can any writer maintain this creative speed all the time.

And, a lot of times, an author gets one book a year.

It seems that many people have misunderstood him.

And there is a big misunderstanding.

Although this kind of thing does not need to be explained.

But Ju patiently explained to Takehiro Kosaka.

"So, teacher, you are preparing a new book, right?"

Takehiro Kosaka suddenly realized.

He was originally very worried, but this time he looked very expectant.

"So, you can read the teacher's new book again soon?"

He remembered it clearly.

It was Mr. Xiaoyuan's haiku that brought him out of that time.

Later, when the teacher of the small courtyard published a copy, he would buy a copy.

I have been reading it very carefully.

"It's almost the same. This book takes a long time to prepare."

Kitajima Koma recalled the thickness of the manuscript in the drawer.

Nod.

"According to the progress, we should be able to meet Ji Xia and Meng Qiu."

"So, it's almost too soon?"

Takehiro Kosaka felt very keenly that the surrounding temperature was decreasing.

Maybe it's only a matter of time before it gets colder.

Takehiro Kosaka originally wanted to ask what kind of story this is.

But it seems that it is not very good to inquire about this kind of thing in advance.

So, he held back and didn't say anything.

Turned to talk about another thing.

"Recently, a newcomer came to the station.

Also carry luggage.

Overheard in a chat, it seems like he had a child before.

But he couldn't afford it and was adopted. "

"What does this person look like?"

The horse's heart skipped a beat.

"A little tall, but very thin, with a very dark face.

The bones of the body are also very weak.

I couldn't carry my luggage many times.

We all persuaded him to change jobs.

But, he said, he had no other way out. "

Kosaka Takehiro shrugged.

Just make it sound like you're at the end of the road.

"However, others are not bad, at least they can't afford to raise children, and they will entrust them to others to raise them, which is better than those who randomly discard their children at the station."

Ju suddenly asked.

"A lot?"

Takehiro Kosaka didn't realize for a while what he was referring to.

So after asking Ju to repeat the question.

He thought for a moment, then nodded.

"At least I've encountered a lot.

The station is quite chaotic.

So many times, no one pays attention to corners or anything.

In such a crowded place, it is normal to discard a child like trash. "

Takehiro Kosaka looked a little annoyed.

He punched his fist heavily in the void.

"If you can't afford it, then don't give birth.

what is this.

There is no responsibility at all. "

However, he thought of something later.

The tone became very helpless.

"However, it is true.

A lot of things have changed a lot in the past few years.

And the cost of living is too high.

It might have been fine before.

In the blink of an eye, even eating is a problem.

under such circumstances.

The child has become a burden.

Hey.

It's not easy to comment on anything. "

Ju listened and said nothing.

I just didn't expect Takehiro Kosaka to think so much
"Isn't sinking literature on the rise recently? Isn't there more people paying attention to this kind of thing?"

Kou asked tentatively.

Kosaka Takehiro shook his head.

"It's just a group of hypocritical people selling words.

How do they know the life of the real bottom people. "

Then I saw Kou tap lightly on the table.

Then, he sighed lightly.

"So, my new book is called, Nobody Knows." (End of this chapter)