Tokyo Bubble Life

Chapter 808 Chapter 816, You don’t want others to know about your extramarital affair, do you? !

February came late, like a young lady obsessed with gossip. She accidentally looked at the alarm clock and realized that she was going to be late, so she hurried to everyone in the cold wind.

It seemed as if Tokyo had suddenly returned to deep winter, with the temperature dropping to the point where it was cold even without a down jacket.

However, despite the cold weather, Tokyo's entertainment industry seemed extremely lively. The breakup drama of top idols that began in mid-January reached its climax at the end of the month, and until early February, people were still tirelessly discussing Seiko Matsuda's emotional life.

At the same time, Seiko Matsuda's new song "Angel's Wink" also topped the Oricon charts.
How should I put it? The record company should be very happy.
Naoki Nagayama was eating breakfast while reading the newspaper that was delivered to him. There was even an inventory of the details of the love between Seiko Matsuda and Hiromi Go~
"Why do I feel that these reporters are so powerful that they even found out when we went to the hotel," Naoki Nagayama complained.

"Because the high-end hotels in Japan have media eyes and ears!"

Akina Nakamori leaned over to take a look at the newspaper, and then said with deep emotion,
"Every time I stay in a hotel, there will be reporters waiting outside the hotel entrance the next morning. This never happens when I'm abroad!"

"That's because Akina isn't famous abroad." Naoki Nagayama smiled. "For example, someone would definitely be able to find out where Michael Jackson stayed at the hotel."

"Alas, this is the fate of an artist!"

Akina sighed in a serious manner, and with her thin scowl, she really did look a little sad.

Naoki Nagayama couldn't bear to watch it anymore and had to reach out and smooth his frowning eyebrows:
"Akina, if you sigh so early in the morning, all your good luck will be gone! And it will make you age faster."

Akina Nakamori rubbed her brows and rolled her eyes at her boyfriend: "Naoki-san is just a liar!"

"Who said this is scientifically based? In fact, this is a kind of self-suggestion. It's like having a bad start in the morning. Your mood will not be good for the rest of the day."

Naoki Nagayama and Akina share some weird and interesting facts, including the fact that American politicians always say "I feel refreshed, everything will go smoothly today, I am the best!" when they look in the mirror in the morning.
After hearing this, Akina Nakamori was skeptical, and then she wondered if Naoki Nagayama was playing a trick on her.
"Anyway, Akina can give it a try!"

"Humph, Naoki-san will definitely laugh at me then!" Akina Nakamori suddenly became much more witty, "Unless Naoki-san tries it first!"

"Alas," Naoki Nagayama sighed as he looked at Akina's eyes full of wisdom, "Akina doesn't believe me anymore~"

Akina Nakamori smiled:
"Haha, Naoki-san, you sighed!"

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Yingtaro beside the table was chewing the bones in his bowl honestly, occasionally listening to the conversation between the host and hostess, which seemed to have become a daily routine~
Meow Taro on the cat climbing frame yawned and continued to look at the scenery in the yard through the glass door, looking like he was living a peaceful life.
After breakfast, Akina Nakamori went out in her blue Porsche. With less work, she could now drive herself out, and at least she didn't have to sleep in the car often.

As for Naoki Nagayama, he first went to the study on the second floor, and then the sound of typing was heard.

"The last bit, finally finished~"

Naoki Nagayama looked at the thick stack of manuscript paper in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

The number of words in the novel "Paradise Lost" is actually not that many, but it was very torturous to write it down. Fortunately, it has been basically completed.

The last chapter is the forensic autopsy report.

The villa manager found two people who committed suicide for love. The forensic doctor determined that the two people drank cyanide at the same time during their last intercourse and died. In the end, it was determined that both parties agreed to commit suicide for love. There was no incident and no need for an autopsy.
"So, I'm done. What should I do now?"

Naoki Nagayama looked at the pile of manuscripts on the table and began to think.

"Seal it up and keep it? That's such a pity~"

I'm eager to do something, as if I've done something very special and awesome, and I can't help but want to share it with someone!
"But if we really release it, won't we be socially dead?!"

After struggling for a long time, Naoki Nagayama suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It was actually a very easy problem to solve!

Don’t you know that most of the authors of online novels are anonymous? ! As long as I change my username, who would know that this novel was written by me, Naoki Nagayama? !

“Oh, and Kuniharu Morikawa.”

If Naoki Nagayama wants to publish this novel, he has to ask the editor, Kuniharu Morikawa, for help! But he rolled his eyes and came up with a solution.

"If he doesn't keep it secret, then I'll say that the prototype of the protagonist is him! Hehe, the original protagonist is the editor."

After thinking of a solution, Naoki Nagayama felt that he had no loopholes at all. Seeing that it was still early outside, he directly dialed Shogakukan's phone number.

It was an ordinary morning. I finished my breakfast slowly and took the subway to the company.
Pour yourself a cup of coffee, sit in your office and read the newspaper while you drink it, then ask your staff about the progress of the books they are responsible for.
This is the plain and simple professional life of Kuniharu Morikawa after he was promoted to director.

But today, just as I was about to finish my coffee, I suddenly received a call. It was from Naoki Nagayama!

"Hey, it's nothing serious."

"Of course, Naoki-san is always welcome!"

"Okay~"

Naoki Nagayama suddenly wants to visit me? A question mark appeared in Morikawa Kuniharu's head. He also wants to visit my office? What does he want to do?
As a senior editor, Kuniharu Morikawa has always had a good relationship with his authors, often treating them to meals and occasionally urging them to update their works.

However, Kuniharu Morikawa was a little unsure about Naoki Nagayama, the young author who was rising in fame.
Every one of his novels is a bestseller, and one of his novels even won the Naoki Prize! He is a future literary giant. But he is also a well-known director. He doesn't think about writing every day, but makes movies instead.
Isn't this putting the cart before the horse? How can a director be compared to a literary giant?

In the cultural circle, everything is inferior, only literary masters are superior!
The point is that as an editor, he has no way of guiding Naoki Nagayama's writing. He can only wait for this guy to have mercy one day and suddenly take out a novel for him to print.
"Akidou Madai, Naoki-san couldn't have finished writing another novel!" Morikawa Kuniji got excited when he thought of this. "It's only been a short time! Geniuses' inspiration is really unreasonable!"

As he spoke, he began to bustle around the office, tidying things up a bit, placing the best tea leaves in the most convenient location, and asking the general affairs girl to prepare some senbei.
Finally, he sat upright, waiting for Naoki Nagayama's arrival.

Yamaozurain and Shogakukan are not far apart and can be reached on foot, so when Naoki Nagayama came, he brought Inari Taro out with him as part of his daily exercise.

Naoki Nagayama pushed open the main door of the black box-like building of Shogakukan and walked in.

"Naoki-san!" It was the glasses-wearing girl Nozawa Reiki who was on duty again. She was very enthusiastic when she saw Naoyama Naoki, "I finally waited for you!"

"Reiki-san! Did you know I was coming?"

"Hey, Director Morikawa specifically told me to do that~" Nozawa Reiki came out and led Naoyama Naoki into the building, "He's waiting for you in the office!"

"Haha, okay, it's okay for Yingtaro to go in, right?"

Naoki Nagayama asked, pointing at the dog next to him.

"Hey, DaiTape!" Nozawa Reiki touched Inatarou's head in a friendly manner, "What a good boy you are!"

"That's good~"

Walking through the office area, Naoki Nagayama saw a group of editors who were concentrating on reading documents. Some of them looked at him.
“It seems like there are more people than before.”

Nozawa Reiki nodded: "We hired a lot of new people this year because the business volume has increased."

In 60, Japan's economy began to soar. As the economic base determines the superstructure, soft industries such as politics and culture also developed rapidly, and publishing houses naturally also prospered.

After arriving at the office, she saw Kuniharu Morikawa, and then Reiki Nozawa said goodbye and left.
"Naoki-san! Please take a seat!"

Morikawa Kuniharu cordially invited Naoki Nagayama to sit down and served him some freshly brewed tea, but his eyes never left the document bag Naoki Nagayama held in his arm.
Naoki Nagayama waved the document bag up and down in a playful manner, and sure enough, the gentle man in front of him also moved his eyes up and down.
"Ahem!" Morikawa Kuniharu finally reacted and rolled his eyes, "Naoki-san is really..."

"Haha~" Naoki Nagayama laughed, "Bongzhi-san hasn't even taken his eyes off this!"

Morikawa Kuniharu didn't care, but instead had some yearning:
".That should be a new book, right?!"

"Hi!" Naoki Nagayama followed the reason he had conceived before, "This is what I wrote after chatting with Kuniji-san last time. I also talked to some uncles. The love of middle-aged people~"

"Is that so?" Morikawa Kuniharu nodded, with desire in his eyes, "Naoki-san, let me have a quick look first!"

"Okay!" Nagayama Naoki saw Morikawa Kuniharu's expectation and handed it to him without hesitation. "But, Kuniharu-san, be prepared not to be scared by this book."

"Haha, I, Morikawa Kuniji, have read thousands of novels, but none of them have scared me!" Morikawa Kuniji took the file bag with confidence and pulled out the manuscript. "Well, I'll read it first. Excuse me."

Naoki Nagayama nodded, touched the dog beside him, and then tasted the senbei with tea. Hmm, it was not as delicious as the Want Want senbei.

On the other hand, Morikawa Kuniharu started reading from the title.
"Is it called Paradise Lost? It comes from the epic poem about the lost paradise."

"Huh?!" Morikawa Kuniharu started reading the first chapter.
"Uh-huh???!!!"

Seeing Morikawa Kuniharu's expression change from surprise to embarrassment, and then back to surprise, he raised his head, glanced at Nagayama Naoki across from him, and then continued to watch silently.
The middle-aged man's expression kept changing, his eyes flickered from time to time, and beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead.
Time passed by minute by minute.

Paradise Lost is not a very long novel, and as a senior editor who has read countless books, he should be able to finish it quickly. But this time, Kuniharu Morikawa could not help but savor it slowly, word by word.

Although the erotic plots in the novel made him, a middle-aged and elderly man who only paid his monthly salary, feel a little impulsive, as a senior editor, he paid more attention to the delicate descriptions, the emotional changes of the protagonists in the novel, and the psychological problems that made people unable to speak.
The office was completely silent, with only the occasional sound of pages turning. Naoki Nagayama finished his cup of tea and picked up a magazine to read. Inatarou was already lying on the floor, squinting his eyes and taking a short nap.

After a long while, I could only hear Morikawa Kuniharu finally let out a sigh of relief, then spread out the manuscript on the desk, looking peaceful and speaking like a sage.
"Naoki-san," Morikawa Kuniharu paused for a moment before asking with some difficulty, "Did you really write this novel?"

"?"

Naoki Nagayama was a little surprised.

"Do you think someone else wrote it, Bunji-san?"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Morikawa Kuniharu quickly said that he definitely didn't distrust Naoki Nagayama's character, "What I meant is that this novel is completely different from Naoki-san's previous writing style!"

"Haha, of course. How can the love of middle-aged people be the same as that of young people?" Naoki Nagayama laughed, "The author will also improve~"

"But, such delicate descriptions and emotional changes cannot be understood without personal experience." Morikawa Kuniharu paused for a moment, "Naoki-san is not married, right? How could he have experience of extramarital affairs?"

Naoki Nagayama explained: "I told you, I had a chat with the middle-aged man~"

“Just write it down after chatting?”

Morikawa Kuniharu opened his eyes wide. If writing a novel was so easy, then he must have talked to at least 800 people. Why couldn't he write one?!
"Of course I have to have my own processing!"

"But, you wouldn't tell me all the details of having sex when we're chatting!"

Kuniharu Morikawa couldn't believe it. The description of the plot was so awkward that even people of his age could not help but feel it. The description was too real!

"Hmm" Naoki Nagayama paused and said to Kuniji Morikawa, "Kuniji-san, look at my face!"

"??!"

Morikawa Kuniharu looked at the face of the young man opposite him. His face was like a jade crown, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes were like peach blossoms, and his nose was like a handsome peak. He was indeed handsome and extraordinary.
But what does it have to do with me?

"What do you mean Naoki-san? I know you're handsome."

"What I mean is, with my appearance, do you think I would lack experience, Kuniji-san?!" Naoki Nagayama said indifferently.

“?” “!” “.”

Feeling as if he was being shown off, Kuniharu Morikawa was unable to say anything in rebuttal for a moment. What he said made so much sense!

“Ahem…” He finally reacted, “Naoki-san is indeed Naoki-san.”

Kuniharu Morikawa now has no doubts about the title of "Hanako Naoki"!

After the other party calmed down, Naoki Nagayama asked:
"Bongji-san, what do you think of this novel?"

Morikawa Kuniharu closed his eyes for a long time before he slowly said:

".It's a masterpiece!"

"Haha, then there should be no problem with publishing it!"

"Although there are still some procedures to go through, there is no problem at all." Morikawa Kuniharu put his hand on the manuscript and sighed, "Naoki-san is indeed a genius."

"Ha, thank you for the compliment. I am just standing on other people's shoulders~"

Naoki Nagayama did not take the praise for granted. He was just a porter of words.

"But I'm going to publish under a new pen name this time, Mr. Bangji."

"Eh? Why?"

"Because this book has been published, many people will see it. It's embarrassing for people to know that I wrote obscene words!!!" Naoki Nagayama said seriously.

".Naoki-san." Morikawa Kuniji advised, "The pen name Tingshu will allow this book to have a large number of potential readers from the beginning, and will quickly increase the popularity of Paradise Lost!"

"How about changing your pen name to Anonymous?" Naoki Nagayama insisted.

"But in the end, others will definitely know it~" said Kuniharu Morikawa.

"Isn't it all right as long as Bangji-san doesn't tell anyone?!"

"Eh?"

But I am an editor of Shogakukan, so I will definitely tell the president if he asks me. If the president with his big mouth knows about it, the whole literary circle will know about it!

"But, if I become famous, someone will definitely want to interview me! I'm afraid I'll let something slip!"

"If Kuniharu-san is not careful with his words and I am interviewed," Naoki Nagayama said with a sharp look, "I will say in the interview that the protagonist of Paradise Lost, Kusaki Shoichiro, was based on Kuniharu-san!"

"?"

Morikawa Kuniharu didn't react for a moment, but he understood in a flash. The male protagonist is the editor-in-chief of the publishing house! Just like himself!!!
If someone I know knows that the prototype of the protagonist is me, then who is the heroine? !
What if my wife finds out?

Morikawa Kuniharu shuddered.
"Naoki-san! You actually..."

"Hehehe, Kuniji-san, we are now on the same boat." Naoki Nagayama gave a wicked smile, "You don't want others to know about your extramarital affair, do you?!"

"You're talking nonsense. I didn't do that. I love my wife very much!!!" Kuniharu Morikawa's tone suddenly became anxious.

"Who would believe it after reading the novel?!" Naoki Nagayama asked back calmly, like a villain.

"Naoki-san you."

Morikawa Kuniharu felt that the man in front of him was like a devil.
Naoki Nagayama leaned back in his chair and continued to speak in a relaxed manner:

"Bongzhi-san, if you don't tell me, I won't tell you either. Hello, I'm fine, and everyone is fine~"

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In the end, Naoki Nagayama left Shogakukan with a smile on his face.

This novel will still be distributed to Naoki Nagayama at the highest profit-sharing standard, but the first printing will be back to the level of 100,000 copies after all, there is no blessing of the pen name~
After seeing Naoki Nagayama off, Kuniharu Morikawa breathed a sigh of relief and slumped in his chair.

"Naoki-san, this guy actually threatened people like this. This must have been planned when he was writing the book!"

The identity of the protagonist must have been set first!

“But this novel.”

Although he had clearly read it once before, Morikawa Kuniharu could not help but pick it up and read it again carefully.
It’s not because of anything else, but because the artistic value of this novel is indeed very high!

(End of this chapter)