Chapter 75 first quarter

A few weeks later, I found time to report the investigation results to Mr. Yuan Zi. Meet at the coffee shop in Ueno at six o'clock, and start walking from there.Most of the men and women passing by put on autumn clothes.I explained as I walked, and Mr. Yuan Zi echoed from time to time in a gentle and polite way. The one he took me to was a shop selling chazuke rice.The store is small but quiet.Bizen-yaki small pot, low-key inserted Burnet. The master wears a white turtleneck with jacket.In other words, when I ordered tea and rice, my narration also came to an end, "——I have finished my report."

"yes." "Actually, you already know all of this, right?" Mr. Yuan Zi scratched his head. "Gee, this is nerve-wracking." I stared, pretending to be angry, "I knew it." "If you allow me to explain, it's not 'all'. I have read Kikuchi's story of "The Hanged Man" in college. Although I didn't say it to anyone, I thought to myself, ah, this is the source of it. When I heard you mention it, my words came to my throat, but it was useless to say it at that time, so I swallowed it back. How can I meddle when you are looking around? What's more? It's your professional project."

I drank roasted tea, "Your words sound very ironic." "That's not the case." "However, even under the guidance, I finally came to the same conclusion as Mr. Yuan Zi, so I am very satisfied. During the period of investigation, I really had a fulfilling life. Besides——" "Besides what?" "Some of the information I checked this time can be used in my graduation thesis." "Yeah! That's right. That's really nice." I gasped for breath. "...However, it's unbelievable. Six hundred years ago, if the monk Wuzu hadn't written "Sandstone Collection", Akutagawa probably wouldn't have written it either."

Mr. Yuan Zi smiled, "It's the same as when we met last time." "what?" "You forgot, didn't you say that? If my master hadn't seen the third-generation round horse's rakugo performance, you wouldn't have heard my "Six Foot Stick"." "...Really. Yeah, I said the same thing." Ochazuke was delivered.Colorful pickles are served on a plate.Sure enough, it should not be underestimated.Very tasty. We ate and talked. "I also read the article "Character Kikuchi Kan" that went to sea today. The article stated that Kikuchi said that no one could write his own biography. It is said that when he was in his thirties, he planned to live an unknown life. Life."

"It seemed to be the time when he founded Wenyi Chunqiu, wrote popular novels, and achieved success in all aspects. Why did he make such a determination? He himself refused to disclose. He only said 'suddenly had this idea'." Today's Chuhai wrote road. Facing the great reputation of everyone in the literary world, Kikuchi must feel hypocritical more than anyone else, right?Among them, there are his strangely calm eyes and loneliness.When I read this, I remembered Akutagawa's story about a man wearing a funny clown mask of a man who blows fire and danced to death, and couldn't help being horrified.

"Ah, I've seen that one too. In the article, you mentioned Akiko Sato in your previous description, right? Akiko Sato. A lovely, talented lady, a girl Kikuchi admires very much." "yes." Her status has long surpassed that of a secretary, and I know that.She wrote it herself. Kikuchi would say to her: "If you are a teenager, or if you are cursed by magic and can become a goblin, we can go on a trip together." It was a speech that was not tolerated by the world, but it was as innocent as a child.In the end, Kikuchi couldn't help but declared, "Tomorrow, I'll pick you up." "Let's go on a long journey for two or three days. Akiko. Neither Akutagawa nor Kume can fall in love like me. They can't do it."

Of course, Akutagawa was no longer alive at this time. "It is said that Kikuchi sometimes brings Sato Akiko to the room where he writes newspaper serial novels." "Oh……" Then, it is said to be playing a game played by children. Chuhai today wrote: "The teacher who never complained looked at the turbulent current situation with a lonely face." "The world is talking about Mr. Kikuchi and Ms. Bi not simply the relationship between the president and the secretary. Of course I have no way of knowing. It's just No one can comfort a lonely teacher like her, and the teacher never tires of loving Miss Bee. They play rouge boards and tops with north, south, north and south, and match sticks until half past eight. Warm your hands on a cheap seto yaki brazier, and keep your jacket on over your western clothes, and let the ash fall on your lap and play for hours."