People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Finally, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Give me two days to think about it."

Opening her eyes again, she said solemnly, "Come to the editorial office to see me at five o'clock the day after tomorrow. I'll tell you in advance, don't get your hopes up too much."

"I understand. Just do what you need to do."

With nothing more to say, I said goodbye in a hurry and put my hands in my pockets as I recalled the manuscript I had handed to the editor.

Lin Sen still had a deep impression of the original body's posthumous works.

It's all about redemption.

There is something in the writing that is hard to describe.

Lin Sen copied a term from his previous life and called it "real thing".

I don’t know if this description is appropriate, but those words do have the magic to touch people.

It's like chasing a sunset, only to encounter a kind old man, a girl running with headphones in her ears, and a neighbor walking her dog. The puppy wags its tail and whimpers, ready to pounce on me like a spoiled child. I want to open my arms and embrace that loveliness, gentler than the sunset, and let them run towards me without warning.

It was like painting a picture. In the early morning, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, sat down in front of her drawing board, and used the color she had chosen to paint the ultramarine blue in her mind, one picture after another.

It doesn't seem like something written by a coward like the original owner.

Perhaps no matter how cowardly you are, you can still have the warmth blooming in your life.

With a sigh, the sun was about to set before I knew it.

After adjusting the straps of his backpack, Lin Sen put the non-existent blank check he had just received into his pocket.

"Don't think too much. Just keep working hard to survive."

The Khan said: "Drink wine today, drink today, tomorrow is another day."

Chapter 12 I Love to Stand Up for Injustice

"I always feel like you don't seem to have much energy today."

While working at night, Lin Sen received this criticism from Kawahara Dahe.

I helped the girl next door, Ito Nishika, rescue her home furnishings and move things in the early morning, and was also busy with the newly opened chain restaurant during the day, so I was indeed a little absent-minded at night.

"Maybe I didn't get enough rest yesterday. I must make up for it."

"Go wash your face."

"it is good."

He wiped the water droplets off his face and looked at the person who came from outside and was standing beside Kawahara Taiga waiting for the food to be served.

Still looks energetic.

awesome.

"It feels like Qingshan is like an iron man, always able to overcome fatigue."

"Huh? It's nothing, you'll get used to it."

Qingshan Xiazhi still looks smiling.

"Thinking about getting paid every day gives me motivation."

As she spoke, she patted Lin Sen's shoulder seriously and said, "I approach my work with the mindset of a beast! Lin Sen, you should also work hard!"

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"God damn beast."

I couldn't help laughing at the crude way of describing it.

But it’s not nonsense.

The image of the girl huddled against the glass wall during the day and the forced smile she put on when she stood up flashed through my mind.

No matter what, facing life positively is itself extremely powerful.

I sighed as time passed.

"It's time to get off work!"

It’s a little later today than yesterday. If I don’t eat now, I’ll die.

I rushed back to the apartment and was about to throw down my backpack to go out and solve the dining problem, but just then I noticed that there seemed to be another kind of panting sound beside me after running.

Only then did he realize that the short-haired girl was standing next to him, half bent over with her knees supported, her head lowered, and she looked like she was about to collapse.

"Ito?"

"I was just downstairs...senpai ignored me."

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"what?"

Looking back, it seemed like I heard some different sounds of the wind while I was running.

"Excuse me."

"Nothing, nothing."

The girl, who had finally recovered, covered her chest and raised her hand to explain on Lin Sen's behalf, "I've never had much of a presence since I was a child... It's normal that senior didn't notice me. No need to apologize."

She really made me cry to death.

However, there was some truth to this theory. In her original body's memories, she had always had the impression that the house next door to her was uninhabited, suggesting this girl did have a somewhat unusual physique.

We went to that cheap udon restaurant together.

"Why haven't you eaten yet so late? And you're waiting for me downstairs?"

"I worked overtime today. When I got home from get off work, I remembered that my senior got home around the same time yesterday, so I wanted to wait for him downstairs for a while, and he actually did."

She really made me cry again.

He lifted the curtain of the shop and stepped inside.

Business is really good today. Even at this hour, the shop is still full of working people slurping up their noodles.

Different outfits.

Most of the young people lowered their heads and remained silent, the faint light from the ceiling casting a shadow on their sides. Their drowsy and numb faces, alternating between light and dark, disappeared like wax figures in the white mist rising from the bowl in front of them.

Only the older guests spoke in low voices, discussing family matters, the stock market, and real estate, then suddenly turning the subject to wild, unrestrained fantasies, gesticulating and decrying the cabinet's bastards.

When he got excited, he would stand up and talk endlessly, pointing out the world's affairs until he got bored. Then he ran to the door and squatted down, holding a mosquito coil to refresh himself and staring blankly with his eyes.

Just as he was about to order, the girl next to him squeezed forward first and put on Nitobe's gorgeous face in front of the noodle shop owner who rolled up his sleeves.

"A bowl of udon noodles, please. Extra empty bowls."

"Okay! Honey, come and find the money!"

What does this mean?

It was not until two bowls, one full and one empty, were served that Ito Nishika gave a serious explanation:

"I can only eat a little, you take care of the rest, senior."

"Am I not a freeloader?"

"No."

The girl tilted her head. "I just scooped out the leftovers and put them in another bowl. Senior, you wouldn't want to waste food, would you?"

walk slowly.

Without further hesitation, he let the girl pick up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it into the empty bowl.

"Why don't I do it? Just tell me how much to put in."

“This is my noodles.”

"..."

The three sparkling wines

His intention to lend a hand was rejected, so Lin Sen had no choice but to sit down obediently and watch the girl stand up and support herself on the table to fill her bowl bit by bit.

Little did he know that the pair of eyes hidden by the curtain behind him had almost completely narrowed.

"That's great, great, great!"

The lady, still holding the 5,000 yen note, pulled the cloth on Fujiwara Ippine's back like a young girl who had not yet grown old.

"The last time we came, the boys paid, but this time the girls are rushing to pay it back."

"Look, look, she took all the fried tofu. I remember last time, the boy gave her all the toppings, but this time when it was her turn, it was the other way around!"

"This girl is so cute. She looks like a little animal when she stands on tiptoe to add noodles to the boy opposite her."

“I love this couple so much!”

The uncle wearing a headscarf was made to laugh and cry by his wife.

The middle-aged man was no longer able to come up with any sweet words, but he still clumsily started talking about the relevant topic:

"They're not even a couple yet."

"Eh?"

"It seems like the young man is chasing someone."

"That's it."

The proprietress stuffed the money into the drawer, came back and put her hand on her husband's shoulder, watching the girl who had distributed the noodles lower her head, pursed her lips, and struggled to break another pair of disposable chopsticks.

"I really hope these two children can be together in the end."

People always hope to hear a happy ending.

Lin Sen too.

So, when they had almost finished their noodles, they naturally started to ask about what happened to Ito Nishika's dilapidated house.

"How's the roof leak being dealt with? Have you contacted the landlord?"

"It's okay...it's resolved."

The girl's words of affirmation made people feel relieved.

"That's good. How did you handle it?"

"The landlord hired someone to repair it and asked me to use the deposit I had when I rented the apartment to cover the repair costs."

"Uh-huh?"

what?

He frowned subconsciously and stood up suddenly.

"Deposit? Why do you have to pay?"

The sudden reaction startled a certain normally docile little animal.

"The landlord said the roof broke while I was renting the place, so I should have paid for it..."

What a bullshit.

He lowered his head and shoved the last few mouthfuls of noodles into his mouth, then took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket to wipe his mouth.

"Take me back to look at the rental contract. This matter won't end so easily."

"senior?"

"Let's go."

There are three things that Lin Sen hates most in his life.

Bullying honest people, bullying honest people, bullying honest people.

Chapter 13 He is doing a good thing

When faced with the situation that someone knocked on the door while he was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, the face of an old landlord was full of anger.