In Yokohama's days as a writer

Shuji Tsushima is not the best in the family, but he is the most likable.

Probably because of his mother and the majority of women around him, Shuji Tsushima's tolerance for young ladies is unbelievably high.

Now Mrs. Tsushima, the hostess of the family, knocked on Shuji Tsushima's door: "Mr. Xiuzhi, come out for dinner."

Shuji Tsushima bounced to the door, opened the door, and smiled sweetly at Mrs. Tsushima: "Mother, I want to eat fish! Is there any fish for dinner today?"

Mrs. Tsushima pinched Xiuzhi's little face helplessly: "Of course, what Mr. Xiuzhi likes, I have never been satisfied. Really, he is already a big child, and he loves acting like a baby so much. I really don't like you." Way."

"Then can I read the book for a while?" Tsushima Shuji stretched out his small hand, and compared the small gap, the expectant look in his eyes was particularly affectionate.

He is like a kitten stepping on the bottom line, crazily rolling around in his master's arms, making people around want to touch his belly, it is best to rua his chin again, and let out "Gulu Gulu" sound.

The watching system said: I really can! !

Ahhhh, Xiuzhi's hair looks fluffy and soft, rua must feel amazing!

Mrs. Tsushima's mood didn't change at all, she still had that pampering and elegant appearance.

"Of course." Mrs. Tsushima smiled, "Our Xiuzhi has grown up and has his own ambitions. I will tell your father, but remember to eat."

"Yeah!" Shuji Tsushima's eyes lit up, and he looked like a young man full of vigor, "Please, mother, mother is the best!"

"Mr. Xiuzhi is really cute." Mrs. Tsushima covered her mouth and smiled slightly, "Then I will leave first, and I won't disturb the great writer's study."

"Goodbye, mother." Shuji Tsushima pursed his lips and smiled, full of happiness.

boom--

A door separated the two worlds.

Shuji Tsushima restrained his smile, and he didn't look like the little sun just now.

Mrs. Tsushima raised the corners of her lips, and her smile at this time was more sincere than in front of Shuji Tsushima's gate.

He walked slowly to the desk and sat down, thinking about something,

She walked towards the kitchen calmly, and ordered the kitchen to send some food to Master Tsushima, emphasizing the delicacy, don't care about whether the ingredients are wasted, and said that Mr. Xiuzhi is a picky eater, and the kitchen is very busy.

"me--"

"I really hate this place the most."

"But I like Shuzhi-kun the most."

summer.

Tsujima Shuji spends most of his time in the sea of ​​books. In fact, he doesn't like reading very much, but his mother is a lady from a scholarly family. Later, despite the opposition of his family, he resolutely married. Tsushima's father.

Under the influence of his mother since he was a child, Shuji Tsushima gradually developed the habit of reading when he was bored. When other children were crying, their parents would often tease them with toys or other interesting things.

For the Tsushima family at that time, the mother just had an Oxford dictionary at hand.

With a dazed look on his face, he must be the six-year-old Shuji Tsushima.

As for Shuji Tsushima's father.

Shuji Tsushima hasn't seen him for a long time, so let's talk about work outside again at this time.

In the words of the system: Tsushima's villain's experience is enough for him to write a book, which is a perfect interpretation of the self-cultivation of social animals.

Only the mother, that stupid woman, would believe that that cold-blooded person really loved her in his heart.

Shuji Tsushima's eyes were stagnant, he had already seen through this rotten and hypocritical home.

No, how could this be called home?

It's just a house, a dwelling place.

An unintentional father, a stepmother who flattered and killed him, and a group of relatives with ulterior motives.

really....

Nausea.

Shuji Tsushima wouldn't tell anyone about his discovery.

The ugliness in the world would never go away, and sometimes he wished the world was a dream, a nightmare to wake up from.

But, unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be the case.

"Shuji." The system floated in front of Shuji Tsushima, "Are you unhappy?"

"No~" Shuji Tsushima had a sweet smile on his face, "I'm very happy!"

Fake, he doesn't feel what happiness is at all.

Shuji Tsushima felt as if he was divided into two parts, one of himself stood coldly by the side, watching the other's funny and ridiculous performance.

"Speaking of which..." Shuji Tsushima flipped through the book, put it down again, sighed a little and asked, "System, what's your criteria for choosing a host, I don't think I'm qualified at all."

"After reading so many books, let alone writing, I don't even have a clue about writing now." Shuji Tsushima confided in distress.

"Well, I really am the kind of person who has no talent."

"I may have to live up to your expectations."

"You can re-train other people. After all, in this library, there are books covering all walks of life. As long as they can think, anyone who can read can become a powerful person."

"Only me..." Shuji Tsushima persuaded the system sincerely, "You can find the host again, I don't mind."

The system is silent.

To say that Shuji Tsushima has no talent, it must be negative.

The books in this library of ten thousand worlds summarize all walks of life, not to mention becoming a writer, even becoming a scientist who promotes the progress of the times is not impossible.

However, Shuji Tsushima couldn't write it.

He honestly said that he really couldn't write it.

This is certainly true.

Tsushima really couldn't write it himself.

It's not the writing style or anything, it's just that the heart doesn't understand, and the heart tells him that he can't write.

So, come on, break the contract.

It's good for everyone, isn't it?

A waste of one, and a possible genius of another.

Everyone knows which is the right choice!

Shuji Tsushima lowered his head, neither sad nor happy, the demons in his heart clamored, gnawed at his internal organs, swallowed his spirit, and the black mud flooded his heart, madness, fear, anger, and inferiority complex.

He himself couldn't tell what it was.

Is this human emotion?

Will run away.

After all, he really has no right to write a book.

A person born in sin, no, does not deserve to be called a person.

A monster, a monster that wears human skin and hopes to live in the sun.

he.....

"Xiuzhi-kun." The system suddenly realized something.

Even though the system judged that Shuji Tsushima was not as unbearable as he himself belittled.

On the contrary, he can be said to be a genius in some ways, a very smart kid.

This is a unique talent.

However, this talent did not bring happiness to Shuji Tsushima. On the contrary, it was precisely this talent for reading people's hearts that made Shuji Tsushima unable to advance or retreat.

Do you choose to suppress your talents or release your talents?

This family is full of malice, targeting different people and doing different things.

In the eyes of this child, the world may be full of ugliness.

The system looked at its own cub, and the sadness revealed at that moment made it want to tell Shuji Tsushima loudly.

Don't worry, if you don't like this place, we can destroy it and build another home.

It's okay, if you really don't like writing books, we will do what you like, and I will do everything.

Travel all over the mountains, rivers and rivers, and walk through the bustling beauty of the world.

The system ran through many thoughts in an instant, and finally asked a question.

"Let's get out of here."