People in Tokyo, the world is clear

My throat is choked and my fists are clenched:

"If you think the money is too much, just throw it into the water! Why, do this..."

"Am I crazy? It's such a waste of money."

"Aren't you crazy!!! Didn't you waste your money!!!"

The girl looked up.

There were traces of tears on his face, and his eyes were filled with grievance and a hint of ferocity.

She reached out, grabbed his shoulders, and shook him with all her might.

The voice that was usually gentle and soft was now angry:

"Xiao Linsen! I told you! I told you! I accepted my failure. I should go home. I've already resigned myself to my fate! Obviously, it's all done! Why don't you just follow my decision? Let's leave each other with a beautiful memory and then just end it, isn't that good?"

"..."

"Why are you like this! Why do you act like you know everything! Why do you act like I can't even pretend anything!"

The tears that accumulated slowly slid down her cheeks, probably taking away the last bit of strength of the 24-year-old girl.

She collapsed and wiped the upper half of her face with the back of her hand, hiding her expression in a final act of resistance.

"I don't like it, I like it, uh... Look at me, I look so embarrassed..."

"..."

"You bastard, pervert, son of a bitch... Even I can hardly see the future, so shouldn't it be honorable to escape like this? Shouldn't everyone accept it..."

She was mumbling to herself in a confused manner, but to Lin Sen, it sounded soothing.

Hmm...wow.

It seems that, as she said, it is indeed a bit perverted.

But, it really is a good thing.

After releasing the things that have been pent up for a long time, there will be a very, very relaxed and ethereal feeling.

Lin Sen has experienced this, so he understands it.

He just kept waiting and waiting.

Wait until her murmurings in front of him changed from clear to murmurous, from loud to humming, from long to intermittent, and finally to silence.

Finally, he returned to the position of burying his head in his legs, leaving only one hand free to scratch around on the ground.

Lin Sen was not blind. He followed the direction and easily found the toilet paper in the wooden box. He picked it up and handed it over.

Let Miss Qingshan tear off a small strip and hide between her legs to clean up the mess on her face.

Then, there was a muffled sound.

"Also, I'm not used to using handkerchiefs. I have to buy toilet paper every once in a while."

"That's really too expensive."

"."

Qingshan Xiazhi looked up and glared at him angrily.

"So, is it fun to play with me like this? Now, are you satisfied?"

"During this time, calm down and take your dream seriously. Think carefully about whether to persevere and when to put an end to it."

"Anyway, it's all the same. No one cares, just entertaining themselves. Since there's a psychopathic sucker offering a free meal, I might as well just keep muddling along."

"So, you agree?"

"You've pushed me to this point. I've lost all my face. Do I have any other options?"

"Did I push you? Unbelievable."

"I never like to owe people anything. Starting today, I will write down every account. Later, when I return home, I will earn money and pay you back."

"Indeed. If you don't pay it back, I'll have to ask you for it. Also, is there no option to become successful? When you become a big star in the future, this amount of debt will be nothing compared to your income. Besides, the plot will also be changed by then. It will become "Don't forget each other when you become rich and powerful."

Lin Sen's words made Miss Qingshan burst out laughing.

Just like him just now.

Glancing at him again:

"So, is there really something wrong with you, Xiao Linsen? You praise me, a third-rate person who has accomplished nothing, all day long, and you really want to see me shamefully pursue my dreams with all my self-righteousness?"

"That is, I've always felt that you've failed so many times that your confidence has been worn away."

Lin Sen's unhesitating words made Qingshan Xiazhi turn his face away.

Somewhat helpless and speechless, he finally hummed out:

"Probably... If you think so, then so be it. You're always trying to fool me. If I weren't a fool like you, I'd really believe I could become a big star."

"You can. Of course you can."

"Of course I can't. You're a fool."

"you can."

Lin Sen answered. Then, he leaned back and stared at the tall cabinet behind the girl.

What is on it is her full of hard work.

There is a saying that goes well.

Dreams may betray you, but hard work will never betray you.

Although, I was once one of those people who felt unhappy.

Although, the girl in front of me, who was born in summer, is still running aimlessly in the wilderness and has not found the flowers and fireworks that belong to her.

But now, here, Lin Sen is still willing to believe a little.

"Hopefully, in the future, you will become a great person."

Qingshan Xiazhi did not respond to this sentence.

After regaining her strength, she simply stood up, grabbed Lin Sen's arm and pulled it up.

Pretending to have a stern expression.

Then, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the sky outside the window.

"There's only one bed in my house. Could it be that after all these emotional scenes, you're hoping I'll pay you with my own flesh?"

"Wow. Stop it. You're the real pervert, Aoyama."

So Miss Qingshan reached out, turned the young man's body over, lowered her head and grunted as she pushed him out the door.

"Good night then."

"Good night. Tomorrow is a new day. Come on, do what you want to do and make the decisions you want to make. No matter what, I keep my word. Until next fall, I'll always support you, buddy."

Before leaving, Lin Sen was still making his final emphasis.

But in the next second, he found that the pair of hands that had been pushing hard on his back had reached across his body, met in front of him, and wrapped around his waist.

Then, a face lying sideways pressed against my back. Through the fabric, I felt the soft touch and a hint of warmth.

"I don't know what to say, Xiaolin."

"If you feel like there's anything you want to say, just say thank you."

"Well...thank you."

As soon as the words fell, the arms around her loosened. Then, a hand came up to her waist and gently pushed forward.

"boom."

Door slamming.

The young man turned around, took one last look at the closed door behind him, and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

The other side of the iron plate.

The girl leaned against the door with her back, listening closely to the footsteps that were getting farther and farther away.

"Actually, just now, I would agree to whatever you asked me to say."

she murmured.

"But after today, it won't be so easy to make requests, idiot."

Chapter 3 Your Opinion

Lin Sen recalled the ancient classics.

He carefully considered the original text that he had memorized out of curiosity.

"The carriages and carriages are not well used, the living quarters are difficult, and there is no satisfaction. It should be these sentences. However, if I translate them word for word, I think..."

"The daily necessities of carriage and horse-drawn carriages are not sufficient. Life is in a difficult state, and it is impossible to be satisfied and happy."

"strong."

In the old house, the young man gave a thumbs-up to the woman in front of him who answered first, "This is not difficult for you at all."

"When I was in high school, I became very interested in Chinese characters, so I bought a complete set of historical books from various dynasties with Japanese annotations. Among them was the unrhymed Li Sao."

Sasagawa Rimei spoke calmly, "Actually, from a cultural perspective, I personally have a strong fascination with Chinese culture. When I was in junior high, I was studying the pen name of Natsume Kinnosuke and found the phrase "Sōseki" quite elegant and beautiful. I followed this up and discovered the origin of "Sōseki's Pillow Ryu" in the Book of Jin. That's probably how our connection began."

"I remember it was used to refer to a secluded life."

"Yes. Ancient Chinese culture viewed this kind of behavior as the pure and unattached act of a gentleman. You, the illiterate man, understand my situation at the time. As I read, savored, and savored it, I naturally felt admiration, envy, and yearning."

"That's what you wanted to be."

"Who says it isn't?"

The female editor who answered sighed, picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee.

"But the process of growing older strips away the purity of youth. I begin to feel reality, fate, and the inability to control myself. My true self becomes increasingly tainted and dirty, losing my courage, childishness, and naiveté. I also drift further and further away from my former ideals and goals."

"Isn't that a pity, Editor Sasakawa?"

"So, can we get back to the original topic? Gu Zuoye Eryan's trick of using literary allusions to divert the conversation is really quite low-brow."

"Like this."

Sasagawa Rio, who was sitting opposite her, curled her lips with a slightly disdainful expression and looked away.

"No matter what, even though she's only a wife in name, please at least show some basic respect. Even if you're a husband in name only, you're so brazen and blatant, telling your legally registered spouse the story of how you supported a girl and the entire emotional journey you went through. Isn't this a bit disrespectful?"

"So you're just keeping me?"

"But it's not a big deal. After all, you and I are only related by interests. For me, it doesn't really matter. It's just that, when I think about it carefully, it seems absurd."

"Absurdity is the main theme of life. As Albert Camus of France said."

"Then I hope that Philosopher-kun's ending will be like that of the writer you praised, and he'll be hit and killed by a car."

"That's a bit vicious."

"I don't deny it. Speaking of which, what are the characteristics of a lonely and vicious widow? Appearing delicate but dark inside, it seems to suit my current state and image."

The flamingo lady, with her increasingly long hair, turned sideways and gently combed her smooth hair with her fingers, just like an animal of the genus Phoenicopteridae combing its feathers.

It was done in a very serious manner.

Make it look like the real thing.

Lin Sen was very happy.

"Is it so perverted? Doing this kind of thing?"

"I still don't understand Mr. Brain Circuit's strange ideas."

Sasagawa Rimei sat up straight again, tilting her head.

"You're trying to help a frustrated folk singer like this, even resorting to the story of 'Rare Goods' to hypnotize yourself. Do you have that much faith in this friend?"

"Using historical stories that prove feasibility as a mirror to endorse their own operations. Pretty normal, right?"

"The most perverted thing about Shameless-kun is that he speaks out like this without any scruples."