Zai He follows his mother's surname

The changes are noticeable,? albeit just little things in everyday life.

But this little thing is really a big deal for Mr. Mori. It is not an exaggeration to say that the sky is falling—his lovely Alice has started to buy his own favorite desserts.

Even when she is inconvenient, Alice will ask Osamu Dazai, or Nakahara Chuya and the others.

What's wrong with helping a cute little girl buy her favorite cake?No problem,? Few people can refuse a reasonable request from a cute loli, right?Especially when you know this loli very well.

So, Mori Ogai spent this period of time a little...Alice lacks cuteness and energy.

Without him,? Just because of #最后一个，后就去吃饭糖# such an exchange,? Can’t be established anymore.At most, when Alice wants to eat more cakes, she can reluctantly make an exchange.

Ah,? Frustrated.

On the other side, Shuji Tsushima didn't know that what he had said to Alice had been transformed into reality. If he knew,? He would have to laugh at Mr. Mori severely: just,? A bit like a leader It's all gone.

But unfortunately, Shuji Tsushima is not in the mood to pay attention to Mori Ogai's problems for the time being, so let's let the leader of Mori escape from disaster, right?

——Adhering to the concept of doing what we say, and Nakahara Chuya who worked hard (?) without complaint (?) and ran around with himself in his creative process, Shuji Tsushima insisted on expressing this manuscript fee There is a part of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

"So I said no!"

"Is it really unnecessary? Uh,? I don't believe it."

"What's so unbelievable? I'll buy anything I want. I don't need you."

"Oh~? Really? Although the wages of the port mafia are a lot,? But, is Chuya's money really enough?"

"Aha?"

"Hmph~ It's hard to find a suitable motorcycle, isn't it? It's not cheap to customize it~"

"Uh..." Zhong Yuan was suddenly choked up.

Although this is true, but?! !

Don't say it directly, you bastard!

"Huh,? You are not enough, right?" Nakahara Chuya, who was choked, soon recovered, and launched a rhetorical attack on Shuji Tsushima.

"That's not necessarily true. My savings are definitely more than Chuya's." Shuji Tsushima patted his chest and said that although he was poor, his savings were still quite rich.

The corners of Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes twitched: "I'm talking about your manuscript fee, not your deposit."

"Ah...that's not enough." Although this month's manuscript fee is a lot, it is relatively speaking, and obviously, the price of refitting a locomotive will not be so cheap.

Shuji Tsushima adjusted quickly, and smiled: "It's okay, saving up will always be enough~"

"...Where does this make sense." Zhongyuan Zhong also helplessly raised his forehead, but he understood it.

This guy is determined.

"Well, it's up to you, but only this time."

"Emmm...Let's talk about it later." Shuji Tsushima said, the meaning of perfunctory should not be too obvious, obviously he didn't take Nakahara Chuya's statement seriously.

But Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care too much.

--------

The matter of manuscripts, whether it is writing or manuscript fees, is just a small splash in everyone's eyes, and it does not have much impact on their overall lives.

Is it possible that writing a book can change the current devastated situation in Yokohama?Obviously it can't, so even if Alice writes a novel and brings herself a little accident, it's not a big problem in Mori Ogai's view.

To him, it's really just a small splash of water.

Although the existence of the process of writing a manuscript is no less than a catastrophe in the eyes of the authors, in the eyes of others, they are just writing with a calm face, and it is not so easy to see whether they are troubled or not.

Unless the people around him are also writers.

Therefore, adhering to the main idea that being happy alone is not as good as being happy with others, Shuji Tsushima tried more than once to drag his colleagues, subordinates and other people around him into the water.

But unfortunately, everyone seems to be very shrewd, and was not dragged into the endless abyss of code words by the water ghost Tsujima Shuji.

Cough, slightly exaggerated.

In short, the actual situation is here, everyone has no idea of ​​writing, which makes Shuji Tsushima very frustrated, whether it is work or personal reasons, in short, except for Alice, the writers do not have +1.

Oh...Of course, if Mr. Rantang, who doesn't know when he will show his work, counts.

Yes, because Mr. Lantang couldn't bear Shuji Tsushima's sight attack, he agreed to his request to write—however, because of personal reasons that he doesn't know the content, there will be a question mark when it will be released.

Overall, Port Mafia still has a writing count of 2.

"Hmm...that's disgusting, there are so many people in the organization." One time, Shuji Tsushima, who failed to pull people again, was annoyed and slammed against the wall.

"Why are you so angry with the wall... don't your hands hurt?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also twitched his eyes, looked at someone hammering the wall as if he didn't know the pain, and sighed: "There is no way to do this, the port black hand Everyone in the party is obviously not talented in this area."

"Ah... so, is it a question of education level?" Shuji Tsushima was unable to lean against the wall, ignoring his deformed face, and muttered to himself:

"That's right, the port mafia really doesn't have many educated people... The place with the most educated people is the government office, right? Why don't you consider switching jobs there...? But work seems to be very busy, so there is no time to write, right? ?well……"

"... I always feel that I heard something extraordinary." Zhong Yuan, who has gradually become proficient in the skill of complaining, said so, but naturally ignored someone's words that he wanted to change jobs.

Just listen to it, and when the frustration passes, he will pretend that these words don't exist.

"Hmm—" Shuji Tsushima was unable to slide down.

Ah, sure enough, it was a scam to get Alice the first time he pulled people, making him think it was a simple scam.

Tsujima Shuji: T_T It's, damn it...

"What should I do, Chuya? I don't think I can find someone willing to write a book with me in the port mafia." Shuji Tsushima pulled himself off the wall with a 'boo', and came to the sofa in a leisurely manner. , plopped in.

By the way, maybe in order to make himself more comfortable, this guy changed to a sofa with an up-up comfort after receiving the manuscript fee. Not to mention soft, it is also very comfortable.

Shuji Tsushima, who fell into it and couldn't remember it at all, struggled and turned his face away halfway: "What should I do...? Do I have to train one myself?" But it will be very tiring.

Originally, Shuji Tsushima didn’t have a strong idea of ​​finding someone to write with him, but as the number of casual invitations being rejected increased, even Shuji Tsushima couldn’t help but have the idea of ​​#都向我转去写作#.

Unfortunately, everyone did not cooperate with orz?.

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the words, and it was quite a headache: "Isn't Alice enough for you to pretend? You still want to recruit people?"

"The two don't conflict, right? Only when there are many people will there be motivation!"

"Oh, is it?" Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes: "I didn't see it."

"You really don't think about it..."

"Don't think about it, just shut up." Zhong Yuanzhong also said angrily, does he look like someone who can write novels?

"Ah..." Shuji Tsushima, who had been rejected several times, collapsed powerlessly.

It's over, the child is autistic.

But there is a saying how to say, if extremes come, things must be reversed?

In short, it was such a very ordinary (mo) job (yu) day when Shuji Tsushima met a member of the port mafia who took the initiative to go to the pit... Ah no, a member of the port mafia who dreamed of becoming a writer.

oh god!listen!What a delightful ideal this is!

The other party was just a low-level member of the port mafia—otherwise, he wouldn't have met Shuji Tsushima when he was fishing.

Even so, however, this does not prevent Shuji Tsushima from knowing the other party, not even knowing the name, when he learned all this, he was moved spontaneously, and tears filled his eyes directly.

It turns out that there are people with dreams here! !Suddenly, I got what the ancients said 'that person is in a dimly lit place'!

Emmm, regardless of whether there is any problem with the description, the excitement in Shuji Tsushima's heart is obviously hard to describe in words, just imagine it for yourself.

At that time, Tsujima Shuji, who always had a faceless face in front of his subordinates, when the other party#想前一个小说家# had just finished speaking, it was as if he had discovered some treasure—his eyes lit up, and he shouted One voice: "Really?!"

How can there be the usual look of #转，不打老子# in front of them.It is said that other low-level personnel of the port mafia who saw Tsushima Shuji's face-changing process even thought they would not survive.

The young man who was suddenly paid attention by his boss was unusually calm. Although he was taken aback for a moment, he answered in a calm and natural voice: "Oh? Yes."

"Sogar, it's really a good idea... What's your name?"

"Oda Sakunosuke." Although he didn't know the reason why the other party asked, the red-haired youth answered.

"Then, Odasaku," Shuji Tsushima blinked his bright eyes, "make friends with me!"

"Oh? Yes..." Oda Sakunosuke was a little at a loss by the overwhelming enthusiasm, although it was completely invisible on the surface, and he didn't even think about his answer.

Thus, the two of them became friends at a speed unimaginable by ordinary people.

So later, Shuji Tsushima, who had a deep friendship, discovered that Oda Sakunosuke was a googly man.

Shuji Tsushima: Pfft——(vomiting blood JPG)

The author has something to say: Zai: I feel like I was cheated_(:」∠)_

--------

Fast-forward mode kicks in—though not so fast.

感谢在2021-05-25?21:44:50~2021-05-27?19:41:57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 mine: the old winter snow? 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Dongxue in the old days? 10 bottles; Hongyi? 2 bottles; Jiahe, don't cry, Qiansiyin? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!