People in Tokyo, the world is clear

She leaned against Lin Sen's shoulder with her arms around her chest, her eyes fixed on the ground, and in a trance, she gave people an aura similar to that of Makise Kurisu.

The final conclusion is somewhat surprising:

Regarding the pen name Robin Jiro, Mr. Lin tends to think that this guy is very proud of his cultural literacy.

It is a kind of boasting that makes you want to catch everyone and tell them about your "explosion of knowledge".

Yukiko, who profiled Lin Sen based on the plagiarized works he published, partially confirmed his conclusion.

But in addition to this, it points out another perspective -

"...I feel like there's also a sense of self-servingness involved. What do you think, Mr. Itsuki?"

"Just go ahead and tell me what you're thinking. I'll follow your train of thought."

"Hmm... I personally think that Robin Jiro is currently corrupted in nature."

However, judging from the way that guy behaved, as soon as he saw the risk of being liquidated by the already famous Lin Sen, he disappeared from the face of the earth. It is impossible that his character is as arrogant as his pen name suggests.

It gives people the feeling that they want to be a big star like Kaito Kidd, but also want to be a dark tomb raider.

This is obviously somewhat contradictory.

Yukiko's explanation for this from a subjective profile perspective is that beneath the arrogant and sarcastic exterior, there is actually a dead and dried-up shell of conscience that the person himself is unaware of.

"Humans are creatures that need a sense of faith. Stealing is an act that severely undermines one's moral integrity."

As if she was getting into the mood, Yukiko relaxed her body and leaned almost completely on the young man behind her, allowing him to support her with his hands.

Slowly, close your eyes:

"In order to justify my actions, I have to adopt a domineering pen name like Robin Jiro."

In essence, it is the final judgment of the dead conscience on the cowardly self.

But outside of the subconscious, it will be recognized by the current self as a kind of moral compensation.

"It means that the world is full of fools and bastards who don't know how to appreciate literature and are unwilling to polish the pearl of Mengcheng."

The girl, whose condition was getting better and better, even put herself in the shoes of the suspect.

She frowned as emotions welled up in her heart, and used the first person, her speech gradually becoming more intense:

"Since those who don't understand don't know how to pursue it, and those who have the ability to pursue it don't care, then my actions are not evil... but justice!"

"Writing is a natural gift, a product of chance. I simply gather inspiration that would otherwise be buried and use it for my own benefit."

"It's definitely going to be a bestseller. After all, I stole this treasure that should have become a masterpiece..."

"Those discussing this are idiots, and those buying it are also idiots. They are all a bunch of rabble who only appreciate the taste of food when it is fed into their mouths..."

"Just use it for me, just use it for me, earn me wealth, it should belong to me who has the heart to discover beauty..."

"..."

"What? The intelligence is fake? Why is this book, which absolutely cannot possibly become a hit, a bestseller? No, no, how is this possible?"

"It's time to run away. Forget Robin Jiro's name! I won't be caught. I won't... break down!"

Finally, the girl shuddered, opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

After adjusting herself, she turned her head to look at the young man behind her who was forced to catch her when she fell.

"In the end, you caught me... Mr. Itsuki. How will you punish me?"

“…The show is about to begin!”

However, although it was left to nature in the end, according to Yukiko, this profile was done in a serious manner.

In other words, there is a high probability that this mentality exists in the suspect Robinjiro——

"But, there is still a problem."

Teacher Lin raised a finger. "How did you determine that he was a gambler? I feel like this identity has nothing to do with your profile."

"...Based on my feeling."

"what?"

"Robin Jiro, you've been gambling from the very beginning. The moment you submit your work, you're gambling on the editor's reading volume and moral standards. The moment it's published, you're gambling on the reviewers' meticulousness. The moment it's released to the market, you're gambling on the overall upbringing of the readership, and even the resistance of the writers whose rights have been violated."

"And in his understanding, and in the initial situation, the success rate of this gamble was very high, like a coin that had been flipped nine times and landed on tails, like a machine that had swallowed a lot of gambling money but had not yet paid out."

After collecting her whole body, Yukiko turned around and looked up:

"Stealing the fate of others' failures as a gamble for your own success... This kind of experience accumulation and path dependence is extremely rare and difficult to come by in the entire life. And right here in this country, the place where you can get your first taste of success is the easiest."

She pointed at the machine behind her, "Drawing the blood of the losers and using it as capital. Of course, there's the risk of losing myself, but I'm happy to do it..."

"This is what allowed Robin Jiro to spend money to promote his theft."

"However, no one expected that this secret illegal gambling scheme, which even the queen of literature, Miss Yukiko, could not arrest, would be uncovered by an insignificant and incompetent editor whose only hope for happiness was to marry a good man..."

"You're still thinking about stepping on my wife at this time, right? Enough is enough, you bastard!"

Chapter 120: The lingering fragrance of the corner of the clothes

Sometimes connections are built unconsciously - you meet some friends by chance and then are led to join a network of relationships.

Many times, it takes a long time before we realize that we are already part of the circle.

Lin Sen then reviewed the process of establishing his relationships with people in the literary and art circles.

First, there was the radio host Shitsuno Tsuruko, then her brother-in-law, Mr. Sakamoto. This led to collaborations with animation director Miyazaki and musician Joe Hisaishi, two renowned artists. This led to Nakajima, who was preparing for the film "36.5°C."

Then, the network of relationships spread along with this top actress. By now, half of the Tokyo entertainment industry has more or less heard of Lin Sen himself or Miss Aoyama's name.

It sounds like a wonderful fairy tale about taking one step at a time and achieving great things.

But when he told the bespectacled girl Yukiko about this almost rags-to-riches experience in a few words during daily communication, he only got a mysterious expression on the thoughtful girl's face.

"No wonder."

She smiled sweetly, and suddenly these words came out of her mouth, and then there was no further words.

"what?"

That's a truly intriguing attitude. It's like having "It's Not That Simple" written all over her face.

But when asked with some awareness, the girl did not seem willing to point out something that might be overlooked by Mr. Lin.

He just pretended not to talk about the relevant events, and acted like a riddle teller, speaking vague and incoherent words.

However, strangely, when faced with Mr. Lin's rather straightforward tentative question, "Does it have anything to do with you?", Yukiko denied it without hesitation.

"I have no obligation to help you with this matter."

"Wow."

All along, whatever she said in front of Lin Sen was generally not a lie.

As I realized this in my heart, an indescribable and unrelieved itch also came over me.

...Is there really something else going on? What is it? Is someone secretly helping?

Who is it? Why? What is the purpose?

A series of self-questions followed, which was very difficult to bear.

However, halfway through his depression, Lin Sen finally reacted.

The girl, still a teenager in terms of age, probably enjoyed making him confused and uncertain.

It's obviously the playfulness of a child.

It's a bit like in high school, when a few playmates in a small group would team up to keep one of them in suspense about something, putting on mysterious faces, and making the one who was kept in the dark so anxious that he would just pull the sleeve of an old baby.

After repeatedly asking without getting an answer, he began to grow increasingly frustrated amidst his friends' laughter. He finally got the answer he wanted after using all his tricks and until everyone got tired of him.

The joys of youth are always so simple. Looking back, I secretly laugh and scold my childishness, but I also miss that pure and innocent feeling.

Because of his experience, Teacher Lin also has some relevant experience.

Generally speaking, if the person being teased loses interest and returns to calm after the initial confusion, the situation will be reversed.

People who are anxious and depressed become the ones who show off the medicine in the gourd.

Thinking of this, it was natural for Mr. Lin to use the counter-attack strategy on a certain high school girl.

After shaking his head, the young man walking on the street had a nonchalant expression on his face, and even showed a dull feeling of a fool who didn't know how to appreciate what he had.

Then the person who felt uncomfortable instantly turned into a high school girl:

"As a cultural figure, Mr. Goki, don't you have the virtue of getting to the bottom of things? Don't you just care?"

"It doesn't matter. Since I can't figure out the situation now, whether there's something behind it or not, I might as well just treat it as a gift from heaven."

"you."

It seemed as if Yukiko was dragged into a quagmire by this tactic of retreating to advance, and her expression suddenly became aggrieved.

It was like watching a livestream from the future, watching a comedian repeatedly produce outrageous, inhumane moves while somehow managing to win the game. Then, the repetitive chanting of "I just want to ask you if you won or not" echoed in my ears.

It's an indescribable sour feeling.

In the end, I could only lick my lips and stamp my feet:

"Damn it. I got tricked..."

"Young people are young people after all."

"Mr. Itsuki knows how to maneuver. Just now, it made me want it a little bit."

"what?"

"What I mean is, I kind of want to tell you some overlooked details like a child asking for a reward."

"What stopped you from doing this?"

"Of course it's jealousy...Pah."

The girl almost didn't realize that she had failed and was about to be discovered.

However, in the end, her successful expression management prevented her from revealing any flaws. She only snorted softly in response to the ordinary curious expressions of the young people around her.

"If I tell you some truth, then it's likely that some people will be happy, but I won't be happy."

"I've finished my riddle for you."

"It's just a matter of showing off a little more when you have a limited information advantage."

Yukiko glared at him, "It seems to me that you'll find out sooner or later."

In response, Lin Sen just shrugged:

"Then I can only pay more attention to the details of my daily life."

That’s all, and today’s holiday interaction with this mysterious and interesting girl has come to an end.

Before leaving, she returned to her shy and timid appearance, but when she said goodbye, she suddenly pinched her collar with her hands, as if to indicate something.

He followed the girl's instructions and looked down at the same place on his clothes.

Then, Teacher Lin was amused and felt helpless when he smelled a strong scent of perfume from the stand-up collar of his thin white shirt.

It looked like it was put there secretly on purpose - when Teacher Lin mentioned that he would go home for dinner today.

He glanced at the expression of the girl not far away and read a joking meaning in her bright eyes behind the glasses: "Think carefully about how to explain to your wife when you get home."

Then, as if unwilling to give any chance for accountability, Yukiko quickly turned away and disappeared from sight.

This naughty child. Sometimes his thinking is frighteningly mature and professional, and sometimes he still has characteristics that are more in line with his age.

He is indeed an interesting person to get along with.

But, it always felt like she was deliberately targeting a certain bird. The thoughts projected upon her were unusually numerous.

It wasn't a bad thing—you could tell she had no bad intentions in her interactions. You could just think of it as a playful way of teasing someone.

In addition, Mr. Lin must regretfully say that Ms. Yukiko miscalculated.

Because, although he mentioned going home for lunch, the fact that the child was unaware of was...

Currently, someone has two homes——

"So, the end result is that Senior brought a tool to make Sasagawa-san jealous and came to tease me?"