Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Tengo If You Wish That

Tengo was awakened by the phone ringing.The luminous needle of the clock points to one o'clock.Needless to say, it was pitch black all around.From the very beginning, I knew it must be from Komatsu.Among the friends who would call after one o'clock in the morning, there was no one but Xiaosong.Moreover, there is no one else who is so stubborn, until the other party picks up the receiver and refuses to stop letting the bell ring, there is no one else except him.Komatsu has no sense of time.Call as soon as you think of something.Regardless of what time it is.Whether it's midnight, early morning, first night of the wedding, or dying, the prose thought that the other party will be deeply disturbed when he receives a phone call seems to pop up in his egg-shaped head.

No, it should not be like this to anyone.Komatsu is also a person who works in the organization and receives a salary from others.It is impossible to not know who the target is and often do such ignorant things.This was only possible because the target was Tengo.To Komatsu, Tengo was more or less like an extension of himself.Like hands and feet.There is no distinction between self and others here.So as long as I haven't slept, I think the other party should not sleep either.If Tengo was free, he would go to bed at ten o'clock in the evening and wake up at six o'clock in the morning.Generally lead a very regular life.I slept soundly.But once something wakes you up, you can go to sleep again.This place is neurotic.How many times have I told Xiao Matsushita about this.Please don't call in the middle of the night, please understand.It's like asking the gods not to send locusts away to the farmer who came to the field before the harvest. "Understood, I won't call you again in the middle of the night." Xiao Song said.Having made such a promise has not fully taken root in his consciousness, so it will break through as soon as it rains

Tengo got up from the bed, and while not knowing what he bumped into, he finally walked to the kitchen phone.In the meantime the bell continued to ring relentlessly. "I talked to Fuka-Eri," Komatsu said.As usual, there was no greeting and no opening remarks.No "Sleep yet?" No "Sorry it's late." That's great.I have to admire it every time. Tengo frowned in the darkness and remained silent.I was quarreled in the middle of the night, and I couldn't get my head around for a while. "Hey, are you listening?" "I'm listening."

"Although it's on the phone, we've always talked. It's almost always me talking on one side and listening on the other side, so from the common sense, it's really not a conversation. But she is a very quiet person after all. My child. The way of speaking is also very different. You will know it when you actually hear it. However, in short, I will briefly explain my similar project. I said that if I borrowed a third person to rewrite "Air Chrysalis" and write it in a more complete form, Then try to contribute to the newcomer award, and so on. Because it is on the phone, I can only talk about it here. The specific part can only be discussed in person. First, I want to ask her if she is interested in this kind of thing. .It’s a bit of a roundabout question. After all, the topic is sensitive, and if I say it too straightforwardly, it may cause problems from my standpoint.”

"and then?" "No answer." "No answer?" Komatsu pauses here effectively.Pick up the cigarette and light it with a match.Hearing the voice through the phone light, the scene vividly appeared in front of my eyes.He doesn't need a lighter. "Fuka-Eri said, I want to meet you first." Komatsu said while puffing out a cigarette. "She neither said she was interested nor said she wasn't interested. She didn't say yes, and she didn't say no. Anyway, it seems the most important thing is to meet you first. She said that she can only answer what to do after the meeting. Don't you think Is it a heavy responsibility?"

"and then?" "Are you free tomorrow evening?" Classes in the cram school start very early in the morning and end at four in the afternoon.I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune, there is no appointment after that. "It's free," Tengo said. "At six o'clock in the evening, go to the Nakamura house in Shinjuku. I will use my name to reserve a quiet table in the back. Our company can reimburse the bill, and you can order whatever you like. Let's talk about it." "Then, won't Mr. Komatsu come?" "It was Fuka-Eri's request to have a private conversation with Tengo. She said that there is no need to see me yet."

Tengo remained silent. "That's it." Komatsu said in a clear voice. "Talk well, Tengo. Although you are tall, you are quite popular. And you are a cram school teacher, so you are used to talking to precocious high school girls. You are more suitable than me. Just be kind. Just convince her with a smile and give her a sense of trust. Wait for your good news." "Please wait a minute. But this is what Mr. Komatsu proposed, isn't it? Even I haven't agreed yet. Like I said last time, this is a very dangerous plan. I speculate that things may not be so easy It may also become a social problem. I haven't decided whether to accept it or not. How can I persuade a strange woman I have never met?"

Xiao Song was temporarily silent on the phone.Then he said, "Hey, Tengo, this thing has really started to move. It's impossible to say that I want to get off and tell the tram to stop. I have already decided in my heart. You should have already decided more than half of it in your heart." Yes. Tengo and I share life and death together, and a lotus bears life." Tengo shook his head.A lotus supporting life? Terrible.When did things start to get this serious? "But didn't Mr. Komatsu say last time that you can spend time thinking about it?" "It's been five days. Then how about you think about it?"

Tengo was at a loss for words. "No conclusion yet," he said honestly. "Then, anyway, it's better to meet and talk with this girl called Fuka-Eri first. Then we can make a judgment." Tengo pressed his fingertips hard on his temples.My brain is not very bright yet. "Okay. Anyway, let's meet this girl named Fuka-Eri first. I will be at Nakamura in Shinjuku at six o'clock tomorrow. I will explain the general situation to her myself. But I don't promise anything further. Even if I can explain it, but I really can’t convince it.” "Of course, that's fine."

"Also, how much does she know about me?" "I've explained the general situation. About 29 or 30 years old, single, working as a math instructor at a cram school in Yoyogi. Tall, but not bad. Doesn't eat young girls. Simple life, big heart Kind and considerate. And I really like your work. Maybe so.” Tengo sighed.When I want to think about something, the reality suddenly approaches and sometimes moves away. "Hey, Mr. Komatsu, can I go back to sleep? It's almost 1:30, and I hope to get as much sleep as possible before dawn. There will be three classes starting tomorrow morning."

"Okay. Good night." Komatsu said. "Have a good dream." Then he simply hung up the phone. Tengo held the receiver in his hand and looked at it for a while before putting it back.If I can fall asleep, I hope to go to sleep immediately.If I can have good dreams, I also want to have them.However, being forced to wake up at such a moment, and bringing up troublesome topics, he knew that it was impossible to fall asleep easily.Drinking some wine before going to sleep is also the way.But I wasn't in the mood to drink.As a result, I drank a glass of water, went back to bed, turned on the bitter lamp, and began to read.I want to see sleepy ones, but I don't fall asleep until dawn. After three classes at the cram school, I took the train to Shinjuku.I bought a few books at Kinokuniya Bookstore, and then went to Nakamuraya.After reporting Xiaosong's name at the door, he was led to a quiet table in the back.Fuka-Eri hadn't come yet.Tengo told the waiter to wait for his friend to come and order again.Need something to drink while you wait? the waiter asked.Tengo didn't need to say anything.The waiter left without putting the water and the menu.Tengo spread out the book he had just bought and began to read.It's a book about spells.Comment on the function of charms in Japanese congregations.Charms played an important role in ancient societies.Charms play a role in making up for the incompleteness and contradictions of the social system.Really happy times. It was 6:15, and Fuka-Eri hadn't appeared yet.Tengo didn't care and continued reading.I was not particularly surprised that the other party was late.Anyway, this thing was inexplicable.The progress was inexplicable, and no one could complain.Even if she changed her mind and didn't show up, it wouldn't be surprising.On the contrary, I hope she had better not show up.Things are simpler that way.After waiting for about an hour, the girl Fuka-Eri still didn't come, so I just need to report to Komatsu.Tengo didn't care what happened afterwards.It's best to go back after eating alone.This also has an explanation for Komatsu. Fuka-Eri showed up at 6:22.She was led by the waiter to the table and sat down on the opposite seat.Putting her petite hands on the table, she kept looking at Tengo's face without taking off her coat.It didn't say "I'm sorry I'm late," nor "I kept you waiting," not even "Nice to meet you—not even "Hello."His lips were tightly closed in a straight line, and he only looked at Tengo's eyelids from the front.It's like looking at an unseen scenery from a distance.It's not easy, Tengo thought. Fuka-Eri is small, and she looks small overall, and her appearance is more beautiful than the photos show.The most attractive thing on her lids is the impressive pair of eyes with depth.Stared at by her pair of moist and pitch-black eyes, Tengo began to feel uneasy.She barely blinked.It looked like he wasn't even breathing.The hair is as straight as if someone drew lines one by one with a ruler, and the shape of the eyebrows matches the hairstyle quite well.And like many beautiful teenage girls, there was a lack of life in her expression.Besides, there was something unbalanced about her.Maybe it's because of the difference in the depth of the eyeballs.It makes the viewer feel a little uncomfortable.It's hard to guess what she was thinking.In this sense, she is not the kind of beautiful girl who is suitable to be a magazine model or an idol singer.But also because of this, she has something to arouse the attention of the other party and attract people to approach. Ren Wei closed the book and put it beside the table, straightened his back half upright, and drank water.Indeed, as Komatsu said.If this kind of girl wins a literary award, the media probably won't let her go.It's bound to cause quite a commotion.Will it really be okay to do this? The waiter came over and put down the water glass and the menu in front of her.With that, Fuka-Eri still didn't move.Without touching the menu, he just looked at Tengo's face.Tengo had no choice but to say, "Hello." Sitting in front of her, he felt his body grow bigger. Fuka-Eri didn't answer the greeting either, and continued to stare at Tengo's eyelids. "I know you." Fuka-Eri finally whispered. "Know me?" Tengo said. "You are teaching SHU XUE." Tengo nodded. "That's right." "I've heard it twice." "My class?" "right." There are several traits in the way she speaks.Sentences without modification, chronic lack of light and heavy accents, and limited vocabulary (at least give the other party a limited impression).As Komatsu said, it is indeed a bit strange. "In other words, you are a student in our cram school?" Tengo asked. Fuka-Eri shook her head. "Just to listen in." "Without a student ID card, you should not be able to enter the classroom." Fuka-Eri shrugged slightly.It seems to be saying, grown-ups still say such stupid things. "How was class?" Tengo asked.Asked another pointless question. Fuka-Eri took a sip of water without looking away.no answer.Since I came here twice, the first impression probably wasn't that bad, Tengo speculated.If it doesn't arouse interest, it should not come again once. "Are you a third year in high school?" Tengo asked. "It is." "Preparing for college entrance examination?" She shook her head. Did that mean "I don't want to talk about the subject of the exam" or "I don't want to take the exam"? Tengo couldn't decide.He remembered what Xiaosong had said on the phone, maybe he was a very seldom-spoken child. The waiter came over and listened to their order.Fuka-Eri was still wearing a coat.She ordered salad and bread. "That's good," she said, handing the menu back to the waiter.Then he suddenly added, "White wine." As if to ask her age, the young waiter blushed gradually under Fuka-Eri's gaze, and swallowed the words like that.Not easy, Tengo felt again.Tengo ordered seafood fettuccine.Then, in cooperation with the other party, I also ordered a glass of white wine. "When LAO SHI was writing XIAO SHUO again." Fuka-Eri said.It was as if he was asking Tengo a question.Asking questions without question marks seems to be one of the characteristics of her grammar. "Now it is," said Tengo. "I can't see either." "Maybe," Tengo said.Tried to smile but not so well. "I have a teaching qualification and I also teach in cram schools, but I am not a formal teacher. Although I am writing a novel, it has not been printed, so I am not considered a novelist." "Nothing." Tengo nodded. "That's right. Right now, I'm nothing." "I like SHU XUE" After Tengo put a question mark at the end of her speech, he answered her question again. "I like it. I liked it before, and I still like it now." "Where." "You mean something about mathematics?" Tengo added to her.Well, the mood will be very stable when facing numbers.It's as if everything is falling into its proper place. " "JI FEN's class is very interesting." "You mean the class taught in my cram school?" Fuka-Eri nodded. "You like math too?" Fuka-Eri shook her head briefly.don't like math "But you think the points class is interesting?" Tengo asked. Fuka-Eri shrugged slightly again. "Talk about JI FEN as if it's important" "Really? Tengo said. This is the first time someone has mentioned such a thing." "It seems to be talking about important people." The girl said. "Maybe we can be more enthusiastic when teaching number sequences," Tengo said. "In high school math class, I personally quite liked sequences." "I like SHU XUE." Fuka-Eri asked again without a question mark. "That's something like Bach's law of equality to me. Never tires. Always new discoveries." "I know PING JUN LV." "You like Baja?" Fuka-Eri nodded. "LAO SHI is always listening." "Teacher?" Tengo said. "Is it your school teacher?" Fuka-Eri didn't answer.He looked at Tengo with an expression on his face that it was too early to talk about it. Then she took off her coat as if remembering.Wriggling like an insect moulting its skin, she took it off and put it on the chair next to it without folding it.Under the coat is a light green round neck thin sweater and white jeans.No jewelry is worn.No makeup either.Even so, she was very bright.Though slender, her breasts were rather large in proportion to being rather striking.The shape is also very beautiful.Tengo had to be careful not to turn his eyes that way.Even though he thought so, his gaze inevitably turned to his chest.It's like turning your eyes to the center of the maelstrom spontaneously. White wine glasses arrived.Fuka-Eri took a drink.Look at the glass as if lost in thought, then put the glass on the table.Tengo just wanted to take a sip.Now we have to talk about important things. Fuka-Eri reached out to touch the straight black hair, and ran her fingers through the strands.Beautiful posture.Beautiful fingers.The seemingly slender fingers seem to have their own will and purpose.It even makes people feel that there is something magical in it. "Like something about mathematics?" Tengo asked himself aloud again to distract his attention from her fingers and chest. "Mathematics is like running water," said Tengo. "Although there are many theories that are somewhat difficult, the basic principle is very simple. Just like water flows from a high place to a low place at the shortest distance, there is only one direction for numbers to flow. If you pay close attention, you can naturally see the waterway. You just need to keep paying attention. You don’t have to do anything. As long as you concentrate and stare, the other party will clearly show everything. In this vast world, only mathematics is so kind to me.” Fuka-Eri thought about this for a while. "Why did you write XIAO SHUO?" She asked in a voice lacking accents. Tengo converted her question into longer sentences. "If mathematics is so easy, there's no need to work hard to write novels. Isn't it good to just teach mathematics all the time? Is that what you want to say?" Fuka-Eri nodded. "Well. Real life is different from mathematics. Things don't necessarily flow in the shortest distance there. How should I say mathematics to me? It's too natural. To me, it's like beauty. It’s just the same as the scenery in the world. It’s just something that exists there. It doesn’t even need to be exchanged with anything. So when I’m in mathematics, sometimes I feel as if I’m gradually becoming transparent. Sometimes I feel very horrible.” Fuka-Eri stared intently into Tengo's eyes.It's like looking into an empty house with your face pressed against the glass window. Tengo said: "When I was writing a novel, I used prophecy to transform the scenery around me into something more natural to me. That is to say, to reshape. By doing this, I confirmed that I really existed in this world. This It's quite a different job than in the world of mathematics." "Confirm about CUN ZAI." Fuka Eri said. "I'm not doing very well, though," Tengo said. It seemed that although Fuka-Eri did not agree with Tengo's explanation, she stopped talking about it.Bring the wine only to the lips.Then he took small sips silently, as if sucking through a straw. "I think, in the end, you are doing the same thing. You transform the scenery you see with your eyes into your own language. Then you confirm your own existence." Tengo said. Fuka-Eri stopped holding the wine glass and thought about it.But still no comment. "And keep that process in form. In the form of works." Tengo said. "If that work arouses the agreement and resonance of many people, it becomes a literary work with objective value." Fuka-Eri shook her head resolutely. "I have no XING QU for form." "No interest in form," Tengo repeated. "There is no YI YI in form." "Then why did you write that story and submit it for the Newcomer Award?" Fuka-Eri put the wine glass on the table. "I didn't do it." To calm himself down, Tengo took a sip of water from his glass. Fuka-Eri nodded. "I didn't send it." "You mean, you didn't submit for the Newcomer Award?" "Then who the hell is sending your writing to be published as a manuscript for the Newcomer Award?" Fuka-Eri shrugged slightly.Then there was fifteen seconds of silence.He said, "It doesn't matter who you are." "It doesn't matter who it is," Tengo repeated.Then slowly let out a breath from the curled mouth.As hell, things didn't go so well.As expected. Up to now, Tengo had had several private encounters with the female students in the cram school.That being said, that's when they left cram school and went to university.They took the initiative to contact him, saying that they wanted to meet, and after meeting, they would talk or go somewhere together.What attracted them to Tengo, Tengo himself did not know.But anyway, he was single, and the other party was no longer his student.There's no reason to say no to a date with him. After dating, there were two further physical relationships.However, the contacts with them will not last for a long time, and they will be interrupted naturally without knowing it.Tengo couldn't keep his composure when he was with lively girls who had just entered college.Not very comfortable.Just like playing with an energetic kitten, although it feels fresh and interesting at first, it will get tired soon.And the girl on the other side will also find that the math teacher is a different person when he is on the podium teaching math enthusiastically, and when he is off the stage, he seems a little disappointed.Tengo could understand that feeling. The person who can make him feel at ease is a woman who is older than him.As long as I think that I don't have to take the lead in everything, I feel that the burden has been lifted from my shoulders.And many women who are older than him have a crush on him.So since about a year ago he's been in a relationship with a married woman ten years his senior and hasn't dated young girls at all.Once a week, at his apartment, with that older girlfriend, all but relieved him of his desire (or necessity) for the female body.The rest of the time, I just stay in my room alone, writing novels, reading books, listening to music, and sometimes swimming in a nearby indoor swimming pool.Except for a little chat with my colleagues in the cram school, I hardly talked to anyone.And I don't feel dissatisfied with such a life.No, it was more like an ideal life for him. But when he faced this seventeen-year-old girl named Fuka-Eri, Tengo naturally felt something similar to a violent heart shock.It was the same feeling as when I saw her photo for the first time, but when confronted with a real entity, the shock became stronger.Not feelings like love emotions, sexual desires, or anything like that.Rather, it was as if something came in from a small gap and was about to fill the void in his heart.that feeling.That wasn't a blank created by Fuka-Eri.It was a blank space in Tengo's heart.She casts a special light there, and it re-illuminates. "You are not interested in writing novels, and your work has not been selected for the Newcomer Award." Tengo said as if confirming it. Fuka-Eri nodded without taking her eyes off Tengo.Then shrink your neck slightly like resisting the cold wind in early winter. "I don't want to be a novelist either." Tengo was surprised to find himself asking questions without question marks.This grammar must be contagious. "No." Fuka-Eri said. That's when the food arrived.Fuka-Eri's salad is served in a large bowl, and roll bread.Tengo's is the seafood fettuccine.Fuka-Eri turned the lettuce leaves with her fork as if she were checking the headlines of the newspaper. "But anyway, someone sent your "Air Chrysalis" to the publishing house to compete for the newcomer award. Then I acted as the first review of the manuscript and noticed that work." "KONG QI YONG." Fuka Eri said.Then narrowed his eyes. "Air Chrysalis is the title of your novel," said Tengo. Fuka-Eri didn't say anything, just continued to narrow her eyes. "Isn't that the name you chose?" Tengo asked anxiously. Fuka-Eri shook her head lightly. Tengo's mind was still a little confused, but he decided not to pursue the name issue for the time being.Must go further. "It doesn't matter. Anyway, it's a good name. It has an atmosphere and attracts people. It makes people think about what it is. No matter who chose it, I have no dissatisfaction with the name. Although I don't know the difference between chrysalis and cocoon, But this is not a big problem. What I want to say is that after reading that work, my heart was strongly attracted. So I took the manuscript to Mr. Komatsu. He also liked "Air Chrysalis". But if you think about it seriously If you want to win the Newcomer Award, the article must work harder. This is his opinion. Compared with the strength of the story, the article is relatively weak. And he thinks, the rewriting of the article is not up to you, but to me. .I haven’t made up my mind about this matter yet. I haven’t answered whether he wants to do it yet, because I don’t know if it’s right to do so.” Tengo stopped talking here to see Fuka-Eri's reaction.no response. "What I want to know now is, what do you think of me rewriting "Air Chrysalis" for you? Because no matter how I make up my mind, without your consent and assistance, it will not be possible to accomplish this." Fuka-Eri picked up a small tomato with her fingers and ate it.Tengo picked up a mussel with a fork and ate it. "You can do it," Fuka-Eri said simply.Then pick up another tomato. "You can rewrite it however you like." "Would you like to spend a little more time thinking about it. This is a very important matter," Tengo said. Fuka-Eri shook her head.It is not necessary. "Suppose I revise your work," Tengo explained, "I will be careful not to change the story, but only to enhance the text. It may change a lot. But of course the author is still you. After all, this work is a seventeen-year-old named Fuka-Eri A novel written by a girl. This is an unshakable fact. If this work can win the Newcomer Award, you will win the award. You alone will win the award. If it is printed as a book, you will be the author alone. We will form a working group. You and Me, and the editor named Mr. Komatsu, there are three of us. But only your name appeared on the surface. The other two retreated to the back without making a sound. Like people who move props in a play. What I said do you understand?" Fuka-Eri brought the celery to her mouth with a fork.Nod slightly. "clear." "The story of Air Chrysalis is your own after all. Something that came out of you. I can't claim that. I'm just helping you on a technical level. And I'm helping you, You have to keep it a secret. In other words, we are conspiring to deceive the world. No matter how you think about it, this is not an easy thing to do. The one secret you always keep in your heart is—” "If you say so, then so be it." Fuka-Eri said. Tengo pushed the shells of the mussels to the corner of the plate, picked up the lasagna, then changed his mind and stopped.Fuka-Eri picked up the gherkin and carefully took a bite as if trying to taste something she had never seen before. Still holding the fork, Tengo said, "Let me ask you again, do you have no objection to my rewriting the story you wrote?" "As you please." Fuka-Eri said after eating the cucumber. "It doesn't matter to you how to rewrite it?" "It doesn't matter." "How can you think like that? You don't know anything about me." Fuka-Eri shrugged slightly without saying anything. The two of them ate without saying anything for the time being.Fuka-Eri concentrated on eating her salad.Occasionally eat it with butter on bread and drink it from a wine glass.Tengo put the lasagna into his mouth mechanically, thinking about various possibilities. He put down his fork and said, "When Mr. Komatsu made this suggestion at the beginning, I wanted to be joking. Is there any reason for that? This kind of thing is impossible. I wanted to refuse as much as possible. But after thinking about this suggestion at home, I gradually wanted to give it a try. Enhancement. Regardless of whether it is morally correct or not, I am eager to try to add my new form to the story of "Air Chrysalis" created by you. How should I put it? It seems very natural and spontaneous something like a desire.” No, rather than desire, it was closer to longing, Tengo added in his mind.Just as Komatsu predicted.The desire gradually became unquenchable. Fuka-Eri said nothing, but looked at Tengo from the depths with her neutral Charei eyes.It seemed that she was struggling to understand what Tengo was saying. "You want to rewrite." Fuka-Eri asked. Tengo looked her in the eye from the front. "think." Fuka-Eri's dark pupils flickered slightly as if something was reflected.At least that was how it seemed to Tengo. With both hands, Tengo made a gesture in the air as if supporting an imaginary box.Although it is an action with no special meaning, such a fictional thing needs such a medium to convey emotions. "I don't say much, but between re-reading Air Chrysalis a few times, I started to think I could see what you see too. Especially where the Little People appear. Your imagination is really good Special. How should I say it? It’s original and contagious.” Fuka-Eri quietly put the teaspoon on the plate, picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth. "There really are Littl People," she said in a quiet voice. "really have?" Fuka-Eri paused.Then say: "Just like you and me." "Like me and you," Tengo repeated. "If you want to see it, you can see it too." In Fuka-Eri's concise grammar, there is incredible persuasion.Every word that came out of her mouth felt as if it were wedged in precisely like a desk-sized wedge.However, Tengo was still unable to judge how normal this girl named Fuka-Eri was.There was something eccentric about this girl, something out of the ordinary.That may be a natural qualification.What is in front of him now may be actual talent.Or it could just be a faux pas.Teenage girls with good brains sometimes act instinctively.Sometimes he pretends to be superficially weird.Speaking quite suggestive testimony to confuse the opponent.He has encountered this kind of example several times.Sometimes it's hard to tell if it's real or acting.Tengo decided to turn the topic back to reality.Or something closer to reality. "As long as you can, I want to start working on rewriting Air Chrysalis tomorrow." "If you wish." "I hope." Tengo replied succinctly. "I want to show you someone." Fuka-Eri said. "I would like to meet that person," Tengo said. Fuka-Eri nodded. "What kind of person?" Tengo asked. Problems are ignored. "Talk to that person," the girl said. "If necessary, I can see you," Tengo said. "Sunday morning free." She asked without a question mark. "Free time," Tengo replied.It was like talking with a flag signal, Tengo thought. After dinner, Tengo and Fuka-Eri said goodbye.Tengo dropped several ten-yen coins into the pink payphone in the restaurant and called Komatsu's company.Xiao Bian is still in the company, but it took a long time to pick him up.During that time Tengo held the receiver to his ear and waited. "How is it? Did the talk go well?" Xiao Song, who came to answer the phone, asked first. "About me rewriting "Air Chrysalis", Fuka-Eri basically agreed. I think so." "That's amazing," Komatsu said.The voice became very happy. "It's so beautiful. To be honest, I'm still a little worried. How should I put it? I also think that Tengo's personality may not be suitable for this kind of negotiation." "I didn't negotiate," Tengo said. "There's no need to persuade. I'm just going to give a rough explanation, and it seems like it's up to her to decide on her own." "It doesn't matter what it is. As long as the results come out, there is no need to complain. This way the project can be promoted." "It's just that I have to meet someone first before that." "one person?" "I don't know who it is. Anyway, I want me to meet that person and talk to him." Komatsu was silent for a few seconds. "So when are you going to see that other party?" "This Sunday, she's taking me to meet that person." "About secrets, there is an important principle," Komatsu said in a serious voice, "that is, the fewer people who know the secret, the better. Right now only three people in the world know about this project. You, me and Fuka-Eri. Maybe I hope that this number will not increase as much as possible. Do you understand?" "In theory," Tengo said. Then Xiaosong's voice turned gentle again. "But no matter what, Fuka-Eri has agreed to let you rewrite the manuscript. Anyway, this is the most important thing. There are always other things." Tengo switched the receiver to his left hand.Then slowly press the temple with the index finger of your right hand. "Hey, Mr. Komatsu, I'm always a little uneasy. I don't have any clear reason to say it, but I always feel that I am about to be involved in something unusual. When I was facing the girl Fuka-Eri , I didn’t really feel it, but after being separated from her and being left alone, this feeling gradually became stronger. I don’t know if it’s a premonition or a bug’s notification, but anyway, there’s something strange and unusual. Not the mind, but the body feels that way." "Have you met Fuka-Eri and felt this way?" "Maybe. I think Fuka-Eri might be real. Of course it's just my intuition." "Are you saying you have real talent?" "I don't know if it counts as talent or not. We just met," Tengo said. "It's just that she might actually see something that we don't, and might have something special. That's something I can't figure out." "Are you saying the mind is weird?" "She is weird, but I don't think she has a weird brain. She speaks reasonably," Tengo said.Pause for a moment. "It's just that I can't figure it out a little bit." "Anyway, she's interested in you," Komatsu said. Tengo searched for the right words, but couldn't find them. "I don't know about that," he replied. "When she saw you, she at least thought that you had the qualifications to rewrite "Air Chrysalis". That means she liked you. What a good result, Tengo. I don't know what will happen next. Of course there are risks. But the risk is life Let’s start rewriting "Air Chrysalis" right now. There is no time. The rewritten manuscript must be put back into the mountain of submissions as soon as possible. It must be reversed with the original manuscript. It can be written in ten days ?" Tengo sighed. "It's easy to catch up." "It doesn't have to be the final draft. It can be slightly revised in the next stage. In short, as long as it can be written first." Tengo worked out the outline of the assignment in his mind. "Then if you have ten days, maybe you can find a way. Although it's still not easy." "Just do it." Komatsu said in a clear voice. "See the world through her eyes. You are the medium to combine Fuka-Eri's world with the real one. You can do it. Tengo. I—" At this time the ten yuan coins were used up.