People in Tokyo, the world is clear

After a few days, it becomes more reasonable to hug each other for energy when you are unhappy.

Then, you might even be able to say, "I think you're so cute when you close your eyes and breathe gently. I really like it, so can I observe you closely in your bed tonight?"

To be honest, Lin Sen, I'm really a little scared.

So, in order to strike a compromise between the negative sense of guilt and the positive sense of fear, at that moment, Lin Sen completed the intense and high-speed thinking in great pain.

Finally, I managed to come up with a few acceptable responses:

"I absolutely don't hate Ito. I should say, not at all. But, in other words, it's probably influenced by my own shadows, likes and dislikes, and some old-fashioned moral sense. Except in necessary situations, such as when playing a lover, I don't want to have such close contact with Ito in normal times."

It was a balanced answer, but what made him subconsciously uncomfortable was that the girl in front of him still showed a little sadness.

Her face seemed to lose its luster all of a sudden, and she just lowered her head.

"I understand. From now on, I will be careful not to embarrass you, Senior. So, Senior, do you think holding hands with me is not a happy thing? And does playing lover with me also seem like you're pinching your nose?"

Wow.

What's with that nagging feeling of guilt?

And then there's this vague, almost casual feeling...

He subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but, obviously, the girl in front of him was always innocent, which allowed Lin Sen to judge that she was not intentionally playing a prank.

Then, all of a sudden, the guilt in my heart became even deeper.

What’s going on, Teacher Lin? What’s going on?

Not only did he teach a pure flower a lesson, but he also made her lose her glory because of him.

The game is set!

So, even though he still had some strange thoughts in his mind, he subconsciously relaxed his grip because of the pitiful look of the short-haired girl in front of him.

"Well, actually, I don't dislike you. Didn't I say I admire Ito? Since I'm interacting with a friend like you, and I'm basically a normal male, I definitely won't be unhappy. Or rather..."

The suggestion to relax a little probably had a very good effect.

The girl relaxed greatly and felt relieved.

The corners of his mouth curled up in joy. Just like a little fox that had begged for food... huh?

Lin Sen looked again, and the smile in front of him no longer had the cunning feeling that seemed to have flashed by just now, but only a kind of light tenderness and joy.

...Hmm, wrong metaphor, probably cat.

Subconsciously, I felt empathy because the girl looked refreshed and I felt happy.

I let her come over unconsciously and help to straighten the sleeve which was slightly crooked due to pulling the clothes.

"So, Senior, deep down you don't object to me doing this. I thought..."

"That can't be confirmed."

"Is it mainly because of the trauma in your heart? That's right... the wounds you've suffered must be deeper than mine."

"This kind of thing doesn't require a competition of superiority. Furthermore, there's also the question of moral bottom line..."

"Understood!"

"what?"

Being interrupted again, Lin Sen turned his head and looked at Xiao Xiguo who had a determined expression.

I heard her talking to herself as if she had made up her mind:

"Then I will do my best to find a way to help you deal with the problems that are haunting you."

"It's okay if you don't deal with this kind of thing. It's actually pretty good right now..."

"Wasn't it Senior who was the first to volunteer to help me heal my wounds? At that time, he even claimed that he half-forced me to agree! Now that it's my turn, can't I half-force you? Before, when we talked about it, you also agreed to let me interfere in your life."

"..."

"Or, when the time comes to actually carry it out, this kind of thing won't be allowed? Or maybe, those words just now were just to comfort me..."

"No, no, no. I'm definitely not a hypocrite or a liar..."

At this moment, Lin Sen just felt that it was a bit difficult to continue the conversation.

What should I do, Teacher Lin?

It's all boomerangs.

All the words that were spoken were thrown back to me in a practical way.

Speak one sentence, remember one sentence. Why do you have to learn how to speak like me?

I was speechless for a moment, and suddenly I didn't dare to continue.

If I continue to try to use logic, perhaps the girl in front of me, who also has the attributes of a memory palace like me, will dig out some of her own theories from her memories and push me into an even more difficult situation.

That's terrible.

It's good now. I still have the excuse of "psychological trauma" to refuse, which is a bridgehead I can rely on. As long as I hold on, it's fine. If, after further discussion, this bridgehead can no longer hold, that would be really bad.

Thus, the young man, who had always been a sophist, calmed down for a rare moment and just let the girl beside him smile faintly.

She seemed to have figured out her current bottom line, and simply reached out to grab the fabric on her arms instead of hugging them as usual.

Keeping this distance, I glanced at the young man's helpless expression and followed his pace.

——But, no matter what, this pending problem has been temporarily resolved.

Afterwards, before lunch, Lin Sen took the opportunity to send the girl home:

"I have some errands to run at noon. Do you want to buy some more food?"

"No, we have some left at home. Come to think of it, Kurosawa recently ordered a new large refrigerator. She said that if we can't fit any more food in the refrigerator, we can just leave it with her."

"Sure. Speaking of which, it seems like Kurosawa is quite wealthy?"

"Hmm...I think I heard her say that she's not short of money."

"So, why did she end up renting a place here? Also, from what I've seen of her clothes, they all seem to be cheap. Any advice?"

This question reminded Ms. Ito of something interesting. Then, Lin Sen saw her smiling and half-turning her body.

Take a look at the few passersby you missed.

Then, as if for the sake of confidentiality when answering, the girl reached out and grabbed his arm, applying slight force.

After his attention and body shifted towards her due to inertia, he stood on tiptoe and moved closer.

Then, there was a faint sound of breathing beside my ears.

"As for the house, she did explain her reasons. Besides not having decided where to settle down, she also felt that a house in Tokyo wasn't worth the price. Nowadays, buying a house is several times more expensive than renting it for a hundred years. So, even though she has this pocket money, she doesn't want to spend it."

"Hei Ze said that this money is enough for her to buy cheap snacks as high as a mountain. She doesn't want to exchange a mountain for a shabby place that is worse than a cave."

Then the girl started giggling again, breathing out warm air that almost made people tremble.

"As for food and clothing...I don't know either. Senior, find a chance to ask her yourself."

Then, at the moment when someone's heartbeat slowly became hotter, she slipped away lightly like a cat that had slept enough in its owner's arms.

A few simple steps. Then, turn around, wave, and say goodbye.

Only the young man behind her was left, staring blankly at her as she disappeared at the door of the apartment building.

After a while, he came to his senses and shook his head.

"Weird."

"That's not right..."

Throw away these two meaningless interjections.

Chapter 15 So I Quit Writing

"I didn't expect you would remember to come."

At noon, in the old house, this was the first sentence a woman who opened the door said after meeting someone.

Her face still had a mild, slightly disgusted expression. She said this directly to him and turned around:

"Originally, I just mentioned it casually. Anyway, whether Mr. Busy Business comes here at noon or not is not a big deal to me."

"Like this?"

"I had predicted that starting this morning, you'd be touring the city and shops with your Miss Qingshan, oblivious to the time, immersed in city life and your personal dreams all day, completely forgetting my casual, insignificant words from yesterday. And then, tomorrow, you'd pretend to come to my house and say, 'I'm sorry, I forgot.'"

"Does Editor Sasakawa think I'm unreliable?"

"Not far off."

The woman walked over to the table and turned around.

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"Since I already had this in mind, I didn't really expect Mr. Crude to come. So, I just did my part."

Talking about this, she sighed seriously:

"If you insist on getting involved, I can only say that you should just go hungry and give some of your money away."

"..."

Lin Sen took a look at the four dishes, two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks on the table next to her.

He laughed inwardly for a moment, but said nothing and ran to wash his hands.

After he sat down first, he waited for the woman to sit down opposite him.

Finally, I couldn't help but say a few words:

"So, this was originally a lunch for Editor Sasakawa alone?"

"That's not wrong."

"It seems like Editor Sasakawa's appetite has become much bigger than before lately."

"I just made the amount for lunch and dinner at once."

"It seems he's even mastered the unique skill of using a pair of chopsticks in each hand?"

"Since we're making enough for lunch and dinner, it's normal to take two sets of clean dishes together. Then, we only need to wash them together once."

"I see. I thought it was specially prepared for me, who wasn't expecting a visit."

"I'm afraid that's impossible. You always have a strange sense of self-confidence."

"right."

All in all, this woman is really stubborn.

Even though his body honestly prepared a hearty lunch, he even stood at the entrance and opened the door within three seconds after someone knocked on it.

But basically, there is no hope of hearing any softer words from her mouth, such as "I'm just waiting for you to come."

However, after deeply understanding her nature, I got used to this way of communication. All I had to do was translate what she said.

This strange phenomenon of saying one thing and doing another while acting honestly is actually a characteristic.

My thoughts wandered in this kind of self-reflection, and I came across some interesting memories.

In fact, I have seen the annotations this woman left on her books when she was still a child. Her childish writing is full of young emotions and girlish thoughts.

I also remember the crying face she had when she couldn't hold back her emotions when Chiba and her fate arranged for them to meet in strange identities.

At that time, I must have vented the pressure accumulated by seeing despair and an unknown future.

Sasagawa Rimei is a person who always hides her warm heart behind a seemingly cold and world-weary appearance.

Just like her symbolic form in the animal kingdom, she appears aloof and aloof, bright and beautiful. But in reality, she's not only gentle and alert, but also not too timid. Occasionally, she even acts like a red-hot fool.

From this perspective, it's quite cute.

With this evaluation in mind, Lin Sen unconsciously became cheerful during the lunch.

His outward expression caused the always observant woman at the opposite table to frown.

"I always feel like Mr. Zideqilu is enjoying himself without permission, something that would make me unhappy."

"How could that be?"