Natsume's Little Mister

"Ms. Luchuan...Ms. Luchuan?"

Natsume was in a dazed state, distracted for a while, and didn't notice the question that Editor Miki threw.

Editor Miki yelled, seeing that his expression was distracted, his ears were red, and he noticed with a glance in his eyes that it was his real colleagues who distracted Natsume-sensei.

Lost?Excuse me?With a flash of thought, he instantly understood Natsume's state at the moment.

Laughing unkindly in his heart, he quietly touched Natsume Takashi aside, motioning for him to come back to his senses.

Natsume suddenly came back to his senses, and met Editor Miki's smiling eyes.

"Mr. Luchuan appeared a little nervous for the first time." Editor Miki joked and smoothed things over.

There was a friendly laugh and applause from below.

Natsume showed an embarrassed smile and said, "Sorry, I didn't expect so many readers to come here, thank you for coming."

He bowed slightly, humble and gentle.

Editor Miki continued the topic just now, and said: "Then let's continue, what is the original intention of Mr. Luchuan to write this "Lu Shen"? And its source of inspiration, can you tell us about it?"

Natsume listened carefully, nodded, organized his words and said:

"Let's talk about the source of inspiration first. One day in the spring of last year, I went out to collect scenery. I came out of a shrine and passed a cherry blossom forest. The cherry blossoms were romantic, soft and moving. I was fascinated by the cherry blossoms. In the depths of the forest, I saw a dilapidated shrine.

The rebirth of the cherry blossoms and the withering of the shrine made me feel a lot.

Everyone knows that Japan claims to have 800 million gods, and shrines can be seen everywhere in the streets, alleys, mountains, forests and wildernesses, but how many are forgotten now?

According to legend, many gods were transformed by mountain spirits and became gods by inheriting human worship and belief.

It's just that after the prosperity, we gradually forget it, and I'm thinking, what will happen to the gods who have lost their faith?

Disappear, or return to the mountains?

This is probably the original intention of this article. "

Editor Miki listened attentively, nodding affirmatively from time to time.

After Natsume finished speaking, he read the next question: "Everyone wants to know, will Mr. Midorikawa go to other cities after the signing session is over? And, now that you have shown up, do you mean that you will attend the year-end Kyoto Golden Awards?" What about the awards?"

"Sorry, this signing event will not be held in other cities after that. I need to prepare my next book and go out to collect folk songs. I am very sorry. As for the Kyoto Gold Award, the nominations have not yet come out, so don't worry. And I have If you didn't come to the scene to win the award, you might be on the blacklist." Natsume said with a relaxed head tilt.

"Mr. Luchuan will definitely win the prize!" A book fan below shouted loudly.

Editor Miki silently gave a thumbs up in his heart, if Natsume doesn't win this year, then there is something shady about the Golden Award!

After the two chatted about a few issues of concern to everyone, the scene entered a random question-and-answer session.

Editor Miki pointed in a random direction, and seeing that direction, Natsume's heart skipped a beat.

It was exactly where the Butei Club was located.

"That black-haired man." Editor Miki said, pointing to Edogawa Ranpo.

Ranbu was unwrapping candy, but didn't react.

Osamu Dazai at the side saw this, his eyes lit up, he subconsciously wiped the black top of his head, stood up instantly, and waved his hands for the microphone.

Luanbu raised his eyebrows, and muttered: "It's obviously Mr. Detective."

"Ranpo-san knew about it a long time ago, but he didn't tell us, so we made a lot of embarrassments in front of Natsume."

Dazai said quietly.

Hearing this, the other members of the Butei Club instantly fixed their sights on Ranpo.

That's right, with Mr. Ranpo's intelligence, he probably knew Natsume's identity long ago, but not only did he not tell them, but he also led them to talk a lot in front of Natsume when Natsume was hospitalized, which is really wicked.

"Mr. Ranpo..." Tanizaki Junichiro stared at Ranpo.

Luanbu was silent, turned his head and snorted arrogantly.

"You don't give in too much." He whispered.

The microphone happened to be passed over, but Osamu Dazai smiled and did not answer.

"Ask this gentleman to ask a question." Editor Miki said.

On the stage, Natsume clenched his hands nervously, looking at Osamu Dazai with burning eyes.

When Osamu Dazai saw his serious appearance, he paused and couldn't help sighing in his heart. Natsume's eyes gave him the illusion that Natsume was only focusing on him among thousands of people.

It's so shameless, how can he bear to ask some abrupt questions like this?

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and tugged at the neckline, suppressed his excitement forcibly, and said, "Mr. Luchuan, I like you very much. Every time I read your book, I feel like I am on the scene. The magnificent dreamland, the battlefield filled with gunpowder, The magical world of monsters...

……

Each book is addictive!I have bought many copies of each of your books, and I have read this one of Lushen seventeen times! "

He spoke as fast as a wooden warehouse, and before he heard it clearly, he said a lot of compliments, which made Kunikida and others dumbfounded.

"Uh, thank you..." Natsume's cheeks warmed up a little from his praise, and he tried to show a serious look with a sullen face.

Little did he know that the young man's thin skin had completely exposed his emotions.

"Please ask the question first."

The host didn't expect his children's relatives and friends to be so open-minded. Seeing that he would keep talking, he had to remind him.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask the question first, really, obviously what I'm telling is the truth." Osamu Dazai said reluctantly, waving his hands.

Crowd: ...

"So, I want to ask, does Mr. Midorikawa like this ending?" He didn't ask if he could change the ending, but asked Natsume if he liked it.

Natsume heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the question, slightly let go of his tightly clenched hands, and the hotness on his face subsided slightly: "This ending is the most real, and Lushen has readily accepted this ending at the end, he is very happy. like."

He didn't answer whether he liked it or not, but said that Lushen liked it.

If he were to choose, Natsume's answer would of course be "I don't like it", but he "understands".

"Zifeiyu knows the joy of fish?" This is what he said.

Osamu Dazai observed Natsume's expression, thought for a while and said:

"Actually, Lushen is very happy."

Natsume and the people present were shocked by Osamu Dazai's point of view.

"Compared to being alone in the lonely world and being forgotten by everyone, it is better to disappear completely and freeze the memory on the last touch of beauty. There is no need to stay in this decayed and oxidized world."

At that moment, Osamu Dazai's eyes faintly rolled with black mud.

After speaking, he smiled instantly, as if the scene just now was Natsume's illusion.

"Mr. Luchuan wants to express this kind of blooming beauty. Rather than rotting away in nothingness and loneliness, it's better to stop when everything should stop. Alas, thinking that no one will remember him, it's so sad. As expected, disappearing is the best ending."

Osamu Dazai's words made everyone present lost in thought.

Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.That's how it ended.

"Mr. Luchuan deserves to be Mr. Luchuan. The ending is just right and thought-provoking..."

Osamu Dazai was blowing like hell, and Natsume couldn't wait to stop his mouth when he heard it. This kind of flattery can only be published on the Internet, but it is too exaggerated in reality!

How can he be so good?

At the same time, in the live broadcast of the forum, the host thoughtfully copied every sentence of Osamu Dazai.

[Public execution, dog head.jpg. 】

[This is the sister of the fan circle, I don't dare to exaggerate like that, it's too exaggerated, won't he be ashamed haha. 】

[Everyone, look at Mr. Luchuan, his ears are red, so cute. 】

[Good job! 】

[Modama, code, code, code.This red-faced cutie is mine now. 】

【Bah, it's obviously in my bed. 】

[Hahaha, you women.But is it still understandable?incredible. 】

[Mr. Luchuan: No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense! 】

[Full score in Luchuan language comprehension! 】

[But what this brother said makes sense. Being forgotten by everyone and being out of tune with the world is indeed better than freezing your life. 】

[The above is the landlord?Are you brainwashed? 】

[No, I just think that maybe this ending is the worst. The old thief Luchuan also made up a fantasy episode, which is actually quite conscientious. 】

[It's over, the landlord is hopeless. 】

[This person is poisonous hahahaha. 】

【Master, do you still want to surprise Mr. Luchuan? 】

[Are you sure it's not a shock? 】

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感谢在2020-12-0601:54:57~2020-12-0701:41:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Mrs. Jianggu 1;

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