Tokyo: Who would still fall in love after being spoiled?

Chapter 45 Young Lovers and Their New Home
The manager of the haunted house arrived ten minutes earlier than the agreed time, and they also arrived ten minutes early, which happened to be a coincidence that both parties met without waiting.

The manager looked quite young, with stubble on his lips. He seemed a little reserved when talking, with no white hair in his short black hair. He was probably just over 30 years old and was said to be the brother of the owner of the house who had committed suicide.

He opened the door and led them into the hallway.

The dining, living and kitchen space, the Japanese-style room, the master bedroom, the elderly room and the children's room...except for the three bedrooms and the air conditioner in the Japanese-style room, everything is empty.

When they walked into the child's room and saw the custom-made bed and desk, the manager was even more anxious than them and hurriedly explained -

"Both the landlord and the previous tenant committed suicide in the Japanese-style room on the second floor. This is the room the landlord prepared for his future children. He left a suicide note there to keep... If you really dislike it, just lock the door and don't come in."

But how could he know that Takeda didn't dislike these at all, and even hoped that he could keep more furniture...

Takeda walked into the child's room and took a closer look.

The main body of the desk and the bed frame next to it are all made of common pine wood. However, the desk top and the bedside rails that are raised more than a meter above the ground are specially made of black walnut.

There is a large storage space under the bed, with several cabinets separated on the outside. You can get in from the middle and lie down easily.

There is not too much space left on the bed, so Takeda has to bend over to move around, but it is enough for sitting or lying down.

"You've put a lot of thought into this..." Takeda reached across the black walnut tabletop and spoke to the manager. "Can you tell us the reasons behind the suicides of the owner and the previous tenant?"

"This..." The rental website only wrote the method of suicide, but the reason for suicide was vague.

"It's very important." Takeda emphasized, "It's related to whether we choose to live here."

Is it really important?

He just remained silent and watched quietly.

"Okay..." The manager thought for a moment, walked to the bed and touched the black walnut siderail.

There are many patterns carefully carved on the side rails. Although they have lost their luster due to being idle for too long, you can still see how beautiful they will be after being wiped.

"His novel is finished, and it was discovered that he has no children." The manager organized his words, dodging some difficult topics, and pieced together this sentence.

It's like a ghost story, and it's perfect with a haunted house.

"No children?" Takeda didn't understand at first.

"The child is fictional... Apart from the child, he doesn't even have a wife. The only girlfriend he ever had broke up with him after he decided to write a novel," said the administrator.

"After finishing the novel," he couldn't help but interrupt to conclude, "he couldn't accept the reality that he didn't have a wife and children, so he committed suicide?"

"He left this message." The manager was silent for a moment, then confessed everything, "But I don't believe he's such a neurotic person. After all, isn't it because he didn't win the Naoki Prize?
"How old is he? He's barely thirty, he still has so much time left in his life..." The manager started talking, sighing and complaining, "He can definitely make a living writing for those editorial offices. If one term doesn't work out, he can just wait for the next..."

He remained silent, watching the man clasp one hand tightly around the dark walnut bed rail.

"What about the previous tenant?" Takeda wrote a few words in the notes on his mobile phone, his emotions not affected at all, and then asked the manager.

"The previous tenant?" The manager came to his senses, "He was a backpacker from Hokkaido.

"There was nothing unusual about him when he moved in, but within a month, he committed suicide, choosing the same place as him," the manager complained again, his words hinting at a disassociation. "The message said, 'Died in Tokyo, my wish fulfilled; a life of wandering, free from worries.'"

"Really!" he exclaimed angrily. "If you just want to die in Tokyo, why not just jump into the river? You think it's okay to go all the way to a haunted house and commit suicide? You're just causing trouble for others!"

"Is that so..." Takeda also wrote down the backpacker's deeds in his notes.

"Ah...!" The manager realized that he had said something wrong and smiled awkwardly, "I'm not talking about you... It's just that anyone who encounters this kind of thing will complain, so don't mind it." "No--" He subconsciously wanted to respond, but was glared at by Takeda.

"Hmm..." She pretended to stare at the phone screen and pondered for a moment, "We will seriously consider it... If we want to sign the contract today, do you have time?"

"There's time! There's time all day today." The manager said hurriedly.

"Well," Takeda turned off his phone, smiled politely, and bowed slightly to the manager. "Sorry to bother you. We'll give you a reply before this afternoon regarding whether you can move in."

"Okay, okay... Ah! Although 50,000 yen a month is the minimum rent. But if you really want to rent it, the key money can be waived."

"Hey—we'll give it serious consideration!"

The smile on Takeda's face grew even wider. He said goodbye politely to the manager and walked out of the entrance and the front yard with him.

Turning the corner, Takeda slouched and stretched. "Except for the air conditioner, there's no furniture left... I have to buy curtains, beds, and even lighting fixtures myself."

"I can sleep on the floor." He said indifferently.

"You!" Takeda looked at his puffed-up cheeks and scolded him half-reprimandingly, "Why are you really like a young master?"

"I'm a young master, and my hometown has several mountains on its land." Several hilltops were nominally owned by the Inoue family, but the wilderness was useless, so they could only plant some fruit trees and terraced fields, and only a small part of them had been developed.

He lived in the same conditions as other people in the village who lived without access to the mountains. Living by the mountains and rivers meant making a living from the mountains and rivers, and even saving enough money to send him to Tokyo wasn't easy.

"Stop joking!" Takeda put his hands behind his back, hummed softly, and walked quickly down the slope.

The second family went to see the wild cat cattery.

The manager was a gentle old lady with gray hair and a hunched back, and she was quite popular with the cats.

As soon as she entered the door, the stray cats that were still in the yard quickly gathered around her and circled around her.

Grandma Cat lives in an apartment building near the old residential area with her son and daughter-in-law. Due to health reasons, she rarely comes back to visit.

She left a lot of old furniture in the stray cattery, and even kept the water and electricity running. She didn't ask for much rent, and only asked the tenant to take good care of the cats that she had previously taken care of.

"What a pity... We usually have to go out at six in the morning, and it's already past ten in the evening when we get back..." Takeda squatted down beside the cat lady, touched the head of a calico cat, and scratched its neck.

The calico cat purred in response, squinting its eyes comfortably.

"I love cats, but it's hard to guarantee that I can take good care of them..."

"There are neighbors who can help out during the day, as long as they treat the animals well while they're here."

"Thank you, mother-in-law! We will think about it carefully."

Zhutian was full of energy and said goodbye to his mother-in-law politely.

The same thing happened with every subsequent house I made an appointment to visit.

Communicate politely and briskly, and even if you make some requests such as giving away old furniture or reducing the rent, the manager will consider it without much objection.

Unexpectedly powerful...

He felt a deep admiration for Takeda.

(End of this chapter)