Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 85 If you take the initiative to please him again, I will be a puppy

Does anyone know how shameful and embarrassing it is for a woman with traditional and conservative ideas to knock on a man's door in the middle of the night wearing a maid outfit?
Only Matsueda Shinsako herself knows the taste of this.

She fled back to her room in a panic. Looking at her ugly self in the mirror, she was filled with remorse. She pointed at herself in the mirror wearing a purple nightgown and white stockings and cursed, "You are so embarrassing!"

She is now very resentful and angry.

For the sake of the younger generation in her family, she lowered her status and became a housewife.

I thought I could be treated sincerely in return.

As a result, he treated her coldly and evasively, just like a lover whose novelty had worn off.

Originally, I could take the opportunity to help my little daughter ask for a song to get closer to him tonight.

But when she finally made up her mind, she was unexpectedly caught by her eldest daughter wearing white stockings in the middle of the night, which broke her heart.

She realized that she should stop!
As a mistress, she should be dignified and chaste, and she must not be allowed to be humble again.
Masako Matsueda took off her stockings and hid all her things in the last drawer of her dressing table. She took out the key and locked the drawer. Then she went to the window and threw the key into the yard.

"Humph, I will never please you again! If you break your promise, you are a puppy!"

After muttering to herself, Matsueda Shinsako returned to the table, took out her notebook and started writing.

[Day (1) of rejecting desire]

After doing all this, she turned off the lights and went to bed, falling asleep with a wonderful fighting spirit.

As a result, I had the dream all night long.

As expected, when she woke up the next day, her complexion was very bad.

The eldest daughter was shocked when she saw her mother's haggard face, and said, "There's no need to rush to celebrate your 50th birthday..."

This sentence choked Matsueda Kiyoaki who was having breakfast. He was coughing like Matsueda Kiyoyuki who was drowned in the bathtub last night. He was crying and his nose was full of snot. He patted his chest with difficulty and asked, "Dear, is this your biological child? Have you tested it? Ahem…"

The mother was so angry that her heart stopped and she wished she could drag the two of them to die together.

"Hah, good morning~"

The little daughter came out listlessly.

"You look like you're not in a good mood. Are you sick?" Songzhi Qingxue looked at her sister.

"It's okay, I just don't get enough sleep, so I'm a little sleepy..." Songzhi Luming shook his head, took a bottle of milk and a piece of bread, "I'm going to school."

"Wait a minute, I'll drive you."

Qingxue Matsueda was not very worried about her sister's current condition, so she hurriedly ate a few bites of breakfast and drove her sister to school.

As usual, there were only two people left in the room.

Shinsako Matsueda's gaze looked over uncontrollably.

Whenever you look at him, he has a pair of beautiful eyes and a handsome smile...

"I am going out."

“Hmph, hmph!”

Apart from anything else, these two hums are quite cute.

Songeda Qingxian went back to the house, changed his clothes, and pushed the door open.

Since I was going to Shinchosha, I made an appointment with the editor who worked at the same place and met him at the station.

In the early morning of late autumn, the weather began to get colder.

The air on the street was clear and crisp, like cool crystal on the skin.

Midori Kobayashi wore a beige dress, simple and fashionable, with a white open-collar long-sleeved shirt over it.

"Good morning, Editor Kobayashi."

The platform was crowded with people, but Kiyoaki Matsueda still relied on his height and strength to successfully squeeze out a path from the crowd of office workers and came to the side of the young editor.

When I got closer, I realized that she was dressed very femininely today.

It's a pity that her hair is short. If she had a dangerous lady's hairstyle, she would look like a wife.

"Good morning, Matsueda-kun." Kobayashi Midori held her handbag in both hands and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

When he went to Shincho today, he told Kobayashi Midori that he had already written the first chapter of his new book. Then she reported it to the editor-in-chief, who reported it to the editor-in-chief, who reported it to the president... Then, the bosses decided to invite him to the company.
Mr. Mishima, that is the current trump card of Shincho.

Of course, we have to invite him to personally participate in the promotion of the teacher's new work.

If the teacher is not satisfied with something, we will change it until he is satisfied.

"Um, can I take a look at the manuscript first..." Kobayashi Midori looked at him expectantly.

"Here~"

Kiyoaki Matsueda took out the manuscript from his bag.

The first chapter of The Temple of the Golden Pavilion is almost 15,000 words, all handwritten.

The layout is neat and the handwriting is smooth and beautiful, which makes people like it at first glance.

"Then I'm welcome~"

Kobayashi Midori carefully took the manuscript and began to read it under the protection of his tall body.

[When I was a child, my father often told me the story of the Golden Pavilion...]

The protagonist Mizoguchi's father is a monk who works as the abbot of a small temple in a small fishing village near Tsurumai. From a young age, he instilled in Mizoguchi a belief that he firmly believes in - there is nothing more beautiful in the world than the Golden Pavilion.

Mizoguchi was born with a stutter and had been the object of ridicule by his peers since childhood.

He had been immersed in loneliness and darkness for a long time, and his only comfort was the beauty of the Golden Pavilion.

He liked reading books about tyrants and imagined himself as a stuttering and taciturn tyrant, fantasizing about justifying all cruelty so that he could punish the teachers and classmates who despised him one by one.

As a teenager, Mizoguchi studied at the Naval School.

The seniors who joined the army are tall, powerful, cheerful and proud, and are the idols of the students.

The senior once invited Mizoguchi, but Mizoguchi refused and secretly used a knife to scratch the senior's dagger when no one was around.

In this way, Mizoguchi denied the glory generally believed by the outside world and rejected the understanding of outsiders.

Arimiko is a proud and beautiful woman. Mizoguchi placed his lust and fantasies on her. However, his impulsive behavior was despised by Arimiko, who rejected and humiliated him.

Mizoguchi began to wish Arimiko dead, and then began to hate "the world of others".

—In order for me to face the light, the world must perish

Later, You Weizi was chased by the gendarmerie, and she chose to jump off a cliff.

My father's health is getting worse.

Before his death, his father took Mizoguchi to the Kinkaku-ji Temple and entrusted him to the care of the abbot.

Mizoguchi finally saw the Golden Pavilion.

However, unlike the "beauty of the Golden Pavilion that towers above all things" that his father had described and that he had imagined, the real Golden Pavilion was just a three-story black and gray building...On the contrary, the model of the Golden Pavilion on the glass table was more in line with the Golden Pavilion in his imagination.

Not long after, my father died.

End of Chapter 1.

Kobayashi Midori was completely confused.

She had never seen a novel with such gorgeous writing, and judging from the content of the first chapter, the plot and ideological depth of this book would far exceed his first two works.

His previous two novels were criticized by the literary world for being lacking depth and connotation because they both took love as their theme.

So, at this moment, he used his words to shout out: "You want connotation, right? I want to see if you have this connotation..."

The editor's expression changes from time to time.
Sometimes he looked excited, sometimes he frowned and was in deep thought.

"How do you feel?" asked Kiyoaki Matsueda.

The book "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" has a certain reading threshold, and it is difficult for most people to understand it at first glance.

"Uh, sorry, I can't comment on it right now..." Kobayashi Midori held the manuscript to her chest and looked at him with shining eyes and admiration. "Based on the content of this first chapter, it's more than enough to slap the faces of those who say your work has no substance and no depth of thought."

"I hope so." Matsueda Kiyoaki smiled.

This smile, in the eyes of the editor, is particularly beautiful.

Some time ago, she always felt that he was arrogant and difficult to approach, but after actually getting to know him, she found that he was a very gentle and humble person.

Only when you get familiar with him can you feel his gentleness.

"By the way, how many words are there in this book? When do you plan to finish it?" asked Midori Kobayashi curiously.

"About 120,000 to 130,000 words. I have already conceived it and can finish it in one go at any time."

"What!?"

The editor screamed.

In an instant, everyone around her looked at her. She blushed and lowered her head, feeling that her worldview had been completely overturned.

She lost her composure like this several times in front of Matsueda-kun.

Just like a little girl who has never seen the world...

No, she is just a little girl who has never seen the world.

But she believed that even if the editor-in-chief or the chief editor came, they would be so surprised!
"The Dancer", the five short stories in the single volume, and "The Tide", these excellent works were created by him in just three months, which is shocking.

But it’s not enough…

Now, it’s only been half a month since “Chao Sao” was put on sale, and he actually said that he could write another novel of 100,000 words at any time!

How can this person be so productive?

More importantly, the production is high, but the quality is not low...

The editor's mouth was already open in an "O" shape, and he looked at him as if he were an alien. "I started preparing for the Akutagawa Prize a long time ago. Now I just need to cooperate with your publicity and promotion to publish the book." said Kiyoaki Matsueda.

"Okay, this is what today's meeting is about. Let's go!" Kobayashi Midori hugged the manuscript tightly to her chest, stood beside him, and asked him to protect her.

The yellow-painted Chuo Line train slowly stopped on the platform.

There were a lot of people, and after getting on the bus, the relatively petite Midori Kobayashi was squeezed against the glass door again?
She bent her body slightly with her back facing him, her perky little butt naturally sticking out backwards... Hey, woman, are you doing this on purpose?

Stop it, stop rubbing!
It really doesn't work there!

The editor's butt's curvy curve and excellent elasticity can be clearly felt through her skirt.

Songzhi Qingxian's vigorous body gradually became uncontrollable, which made him annoyed and glanced at Erlang, snorting coldly: "You dirty thing, don't embarrass me!"

"Ok?"

The editor blushed and made a strange nasal sound.

"It's okay!" Songzhi Qingxian said expressionlessly.

It's so big and so hot, and you still say it's okay?

Kobayashi Midori gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with tears.

When they arrived at Shinjuku, the people in the carriage suddenly poured out like a flood. Kiyokana Matsueda was afraid that the editor would be lost in the terrifying flow of passengers, so he kept protecting her with his body and only let her go when they reached the exit.

"Matsueda-kun is so gentle..." Kobayashi Midori poked his shoulder with her hand, full of joy.

Kiyoaki Matsueda glanced at her and thought that if he wanted to have a real relationship, the young editor seemed to be a good choice?

I just don't know if the editor is serious about wanting to be the first to give him a call or if he's just joking...

"Good morning, Oshima."

"Good morning, Mr. Mishima and Editor Kobayashi."

"You're full of energy today too!" Midori Kobayashi gave the security guard a spirited smile.

"Don't worry, I will never have a second cousin!" Oshima Isamu patted the security badge on his chest with a serious face.

At this moment, knowing smiles appeared on the faces of the three people.

Kobayashi Midori chuckled and turned her head to look at Matsubeda Kiyoaki, her eyes full of admiration, emotion, and attachment.

Who could have thought that on that day in June she received the manuscript handed to her by the security guard, and the gears of fate began to turn.

What has happened in the past three months seems as unrealistic as a hot-blooded animation.

Holding the handbag containing the manuscript against her chest, Kobayashi Midori looked at the faint smile on Matsueda Kiyoaki's face and her heart seemed to skip a beat.

She was sure that she had feelings for Kiyoaki Matsueda.

He was young, handsome, talented, gentle and humble, and most importantly, he was very kind to her.

To sum up, isn't it normal for her to have a crush on him?

As for whether this is love...

She has never been in love, so how does she know if this is love?
But isn’t love important?

Like some of her former classmates, just by meeting a handsome Tokyo man, they would take the initiative to pursue a relationship with him.

Although most of them ended up being dumped, they also tasted the happiness of getting what they wanted in the process, didn't they?

Focusing on process and focusing on results are nothing more than two attitudes towards life.

Midori Kobayashi is only twenty-one years old.

She finally met someone she likes, who is excellent in all aspects. She doesn't care about the consequences. It is enough for the process to bring her happiness and joy... and Matsueda-kun is not the kind of person who will not take responsibility after having fun.

So, hehehehe…

The smile on the editor's face suddenly looked a little evil.

Songzhi Qingxian felt inexplicably panicked and quickly took two steps away from her.

...When it comes to love, you should look for Arun.

The two men entered the building, and along the way employees kept running up to them excitedly to greet them. Many female employees even took his books and asked for his autographs.

As long as the request was not excessive, such as "signing on the chest", Matsueda Kiyoaki would satisfy them.

After finally seeing off a group of employees, he quickly took Kobayashi Midori's hand and rushed into the elevator with her.

"Fortunately you are a straight man, otherwise I don't know how many competitors I would have defeated." Kobayashi Midori said with emotion.

Kiyoaki Matsueda glared at her and said, "I'm going to submit my next book to editor Oguri!"

"Hey, I was wrong, Brother Qingxian~~" Kobayashi Midori immediately put on a coquettish look and massaged his shoulders very attentively.

The two of them joked as they walked briskly to the highest-level conference room.

"Those sitting inside are all the real power figures of the new trend." Kobayashi Midori whispered to him, "Originally I was not qualified to participate, but I was able to come in because of you."

"Don't be nervous, I'm here." Kiyoaki Matsueda said with a smile.

"Mmmmm~"

Kobayashi Midori nodded desperately.

Kiyoaki Matsueda pushed the door open and walked into this luxuriously decorated meeting room.

There were four men inside. Except for the familiar editor-in-chief Matsushita, the other three men were followed by a female secretary in black stockings and professional attire. The scene was quite formal and serious.

"Hello, Mr. Mishima, please take a seat."

Editor-in-Chief Matsushita immediately stood up, took the lead and bowed slightly to Kiyoaki Matsueda, and introduced the other three people to him: "This is Editor-in-Chief Murakami of the Editorial Department, this is Director Okamoto of the Marketing Department, and this is Director Yoshino of the Distribution Department..."

The heads of the three departments responsible for content, marketing, and distribution all came.

It’s really a big scene.

Everyone who was introduced stood up one by one and bowed to Matsueda Kiyohira.

Matsueda Kiyoaki had no choice but to return the gift.

After sitting down, Editor Kobayashi sat on his right.

"The reason for holding this meeting is mainly because Mr. Mishima's new work is coming out, and we want Mr. Mishima to participate in the distribution..." Editor-in-Chief Murakami smiled and signaled the female secretary to come over and pour tea. "Mr. Mishima, you are now the pillar of Shincho. Any of our agendas requires your participation in order to operate."

These words undoubtedly gave Matsueda Kiyoaki enough face.

Kiyoaki Matsueda didn't bother to be polite with them. He asked Editor Kobayashi to bring out the manuscript. When they were reading it, he said softly, "If you want this book, I can finish it at any time. Now we just need to decide when to publish it according to your promotional schedule."

Editor-in-chief Murakami, who is in charge of the content, and Editor-in-Chief Matsushita got together to read the manuscript.

"Golden Pavilion?"

"The Golden Pavilion in Kyoto, right?"

"The protagonist is a stutterer."

"The background is a war period. There is a mention of the outbreak of the Pacific War, which means that defeat is not far away..."

"In my heart, I dream of becoming a king, a great artist who observes calmly. Although I am poor on the surface, my spiritual world is richer than anyone else... I always feel that at the end of the world, there is a mission that I don't even know about waiting for me... Tsk tsk, most of the young men who think they are important have this fantasy. Mishima's writing is really sharp."

"Laughing at something so dazzling... is there a way to describe it like that?"

“Not being understood has become my only pride… My loneliness is growing bigger and bigger, just like a pig… Hiss, what a weird text.”

"Mizoguchi's beloved Ariyoshi died in the pursuit of the military police in order to protect her lover. Why did Mizoguchi feel that 'she finally accepted me. She belongs to me now.'..."

As they discussed, the more they read, the more shocked their expressions became.

I was shocked by the quality of his manuscripts, and also by his high productivity...

See, I told you they would be like this too... Kobayashi Midori smiled, thinking that it wasn't because she was inexperienced that she was scared by Matsueda-kun, but that Matsueda-kun was simply an unparalleled genius!
After reading the first chapter manuscript, Editor-in-Chief Murakami looked extremely excited.

He was too embarrassed to say that he didn't understand it the first time he read it, so he tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart and asked, "I wonder how many words there are in the whole article?"

"One hundred and twenty to one hundred and thirty thousand words." Matsueda Kiyoaki replied.

"From the first chapter, the protagonist Mizoguchi is a lonely and paranoid person who suffered discrimination since childhood. At the end of the first chapter, he suffered a double blow of the shattered fantasy of the Golden Pavilion and the death of his father. I wonder what the subsequent plot of this novel will be like?"

"It can be considered as 'self-redemption' in the process of youth growth." Kiyoaki Matsueda said calmly.

Hearing this, Editor-in-Chief Murakami's expression softened a little.

He was quite afraid that Mishima, in order to prove that he could write works of substance, would completely abandon commerciality and write the kind of serious literature that was very obscure and contained a lot of philosophical thinking.

You can certainly win awards by doing that, but sales may be affected.

Now that he heard about "self-redemption through growth", Chief Editor Murakami felt relieved and turned to his colleagues in the marketing and distribution departments and asked, "How do you think it would be best to promote it and when would it be released?"

After a brief discussion, the two ministers came up with an issuance plan.

The Akutagawa Prize in this world is only awarded once a year.

评选范围是去年12月1日到当年11月30日之间公开发表的作品，由各大出版社推荐参与，将于次年的1月1号当天公布评选结果。

The two ministers decided to publish the first two chapters of "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" in the November and December issues of "Shincho" respectively, and then release the single volume on December 11th, using the last 12 days to build momentum.

This was done to avoid the single volume of "Dancing Girl" which was put on sale at the end of October.

25 days is enough to build momentum, and he is already the No. 1 in sales of Xinchao. Any publicity and promotion resources will be prioritized to him, so there is no need to worry about the publicity and promotion funds.

Kiyoaki Matsueda had no objection and agreed to the distribution plan. Then, at important occasions such as lectures, book signings, and seminars, he would also take time out to cooperate with the new trend of publicity and promotion.

After confirming all matters, they signed the publishing contract of Kinkakuji Temple. Matsueda Kiyokatsu stood up and looked at them: "It's a pleasure to work with you."

Everyone present stood up and saluted him as he walked out the door.

"Please go slowly, Mr. Mishima!"

(End of this chapter)