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Chapter 14 Female talk "female ni on ite"

Selected works of Osamu Dazai 太宰治 4381Words 2018-03-21
Although the Fiji people are their most beloved wives, they will kill them and indulge in their flesh if they feel a little disgusted.The people of Tasmania (Tasmania) regard the death of their wives as the death of their sons, but they are not changed.What's more, like an aborigine in Australia, when his wife died, he was transported to the mountains and wild, and his fat was used as bait cloud. Publishing the dead novels in the magazine called "Tender Grass" is not for fun, to be different, or to prove that I don't care about readers, but because I believe that this kind of novels can also please young readers.I know that young readers in today's society are unexpectedly old, and this type of novel should be easily accepted by them.This is a novel for people who have lost hope.

On February 26 this year, in Tokyo, something happened to a group of young military officers.That day I was chatting with a customer across the long brazier, completely unaware of what happened that day, and the two of them turned the topic around the woman's pajamas. "However, I still don't understand it well... how about more specifically? Use a realistic style of writing. If you want to mention women, this style of writing seems to be the best. Pajamas should be long shirts, right?" If there is such a woman, there is no need to ask for death.We used this topic to test each other's image of the longing person hidden deep in each other's chest.The customer was looking for a frail concubine of twenty-seven or eighteen years old. She rented a room on the second floor of a store in a small place on Mukoshima, and lived alone with her five-year-old child without a father.He'd hang out there on the night of the fireworks display, draw a picture for her five-year-old daughter, draw a big, round circle with a bright yellow crayon in the center, and carefully fill it all over, and tell her, "It's a full moon. Oh".The girl's mother was wearing a light blue woolen pajamas with a thin belt with arabesque patterns on the outside.After the guest finished speaking, he began to ask about the women I like.I also come here in every way.

"I don't want crepe, it feels sloppy, and it's too indecent. After all, we are not such positive people." "Is it okay to separate the upper and lower body?" "That's not to mention, isn't it the same whether you wear it like that or not. If you just put on the top, it will be the same as the manga." "So, it's still woolen?" "No, it's a freshly laundered men's yukata. Thick straight stripes, a thin belt made of the same fabric as a judo uniform, with a knot in the front. That... it's like a hotel yukata, I like that kind Yes. The kind of woman who gives people a little boyish feeling should be better."

"I see. You always like to shout tired. I can't tell that you are quite luxurious. It's like people say that the most gorgeous ceremony is a funeral. Your ideal direction is really lustful. What about your hairstyle? " "I don't want Japanese hair, it's so oily and the shape is so weird." "Look at that. Doesn't her simple Western hairstyle look ugly? She should be an actress. The exclusive actress of Imperial Drama 2 is pretty good too." "No, actresses can't let go of their poor titles. I don't like it." "Don't be sarcastic, I'm talking serious with you."

"That's right, I didn't treat it as a game either. Love is life-threatening, and I never take it lightly." "I still don't understand. Let's adopt realism and try traveling? Imagine letting women do all kinds of things, maybe there will be unexpected gains." "However, she's not very active. She's a quiet woman who seems to be asleep." "You're too reserved. Let's talk about it seriously. How about trying to get her to wear a yukata of the kind you like?" "It's better to start from Tokyo Station." "Okay, okay, let's make an appointment to meet her at Tokyo Station first."

"I just told her the night before, let's travel together, and she nodded and said yes. I said I will wait for you at Tokyo Station at two o'clock in the afternoon, and she nodded and said yes. We only made an appointment like this." "Wait, wait, who is she, a female writer?" "No, not female writers. Female writers seem to have a bad opinion of me. They are female painters who are a little bored with life. Don't they seem to have rich money?" "That's not the same." "That's right. Geisha are the only ones left. Anyway, I prefer women who are not afraid to face men anymore."

"Did you have a relationship with her before the trip?" "There seems to be nothing. Even if we meet, the memory is as vague as a dream. We will not meet more than three times a year." "Where are you going?" "A place that can be reached in two or three hours from Tokyo. The hot springs in the mountains are the best." "It's too early to be happy, she hasn't even come to Tokyo Station yet." "When I asked her out the day before, it felt like I was joking. Although I thought it was unlikely that she would come, I still came to Tokyo Station with suspicion. She didn't come. Then go alone, but still Wait until the last five minutes to see."

"What luggage do you bring?" "A small suitcase. Just at the last minute of five minutes to two, I suddenly turned around." "She stood there smiling." "No, she didn't smile, she looked very serious, and said in a low voice, sorry, I'm late." "Then she silently takes your suitcase." "'No, no need.' I clearly refused her." "Buy blue ticket 3?" "First class or third class... third class is fine." "go on the train." "Ask her to the dining car. The white cloth on the table, the grass and flowers on the table, and the scenery passing by the window are all quite comfortable. I drank beer blankly."

"Give her a glass of beer, too." "No, disrespect her. I'll buy her a cider." "Is it summer?" "autumn." "Are you just sitting there like this?" "I said thank you to her. The voice sounded so sincere to my own ears. Then I just sat there intoxicated." "We're at the hotel. It's already dusk." "From the time of bathing, it's gradually getting to the main event." "Of course it's impossible to wash together, right? What should we do?" "No matter what, it's impossible to go in together. I'll wash first. After taking a bath and returning to the room, she is changing her cotton robe."

"Ah, let me talk about it first, and tell me if it's wrong. I think I can figure out the general situation. You are sitting on the wicker chair in the corridor outside the room and smoking. The cigarette is the Camel4 you bought with all your heart. Sunset It shines on the red leaves all over the mountain. After a while, she came out of the wash, spread out her towel to dry on the railing of the corridor, and then quietly stood behind you, quietly looking at the same thing with you. She was trying From the same things, try to figure out the beauty you feel. It lasted for five minutes."

"No, one minute is enough. If it takes five minutes, the atmosphere will freeze." "The food is here. There is wine in it, do you want a drink?" "Wait, she hasn't said anything other than saying she's late at Tokyo Station, so I should take this opportunity to let her say something again." "No, if you talk indiscriminately here, everything will be destroyed." "I see. Then go into the room silently, and sit side by side in front of the kitchen. It's strange." "It's not surprising at all. Just tell the waitress something wrong." "No, that's not the case. The waiter was ordered to go back by her. She lowered her voice, but said clearly, I'll just come. This sentence came out of nowhere." "I see. That's the kind of person she is." "Then she poured the wine for me as clumsily as a little boy, with a serious expression. Still holding the wine bottle in her left hand, she spread out the evening newspaper next to it on the tatami, and leaned on the tatami with her right hand, and began to read the evening paper." "There's a news of the flooding of the Kamo River in the evening paper." "Not good. It needs a little bit of contemporary color here. The fire at the zoo was better reported. Nearly a hundred monkeys were burned alive in their cages." "That's too exaggerated. It's more natural to look at the version of Tomorrow's Fortune." "I put down the wine, told her to eat, and then the two of us ate together. There were scrambled eggs in it, which was too shabby. I suddenly remembered something, dropped the chopsticks, faced the desk, took out the manuscript paper from the leather case, Written on it with a rustle." "What's the meaning?" "This is my fatal injury. If I don't put on a show like this, I don't know how I will get off the stage. It must be something like karma. I feel very depressed." "It's starting to get messed up." "There is nothing to write, so I have to write the forty-seven characters of iroha5 in order. I wrote it over and over again, and while talking to her, I suddenly remembered a very urgent job. I think I haven't forgotten it yet. Before I finish writing it, you can use this time to wander around the town. It is very quiet and a very nice town.” "The atmosphere is pretty much ruined. But there's nothing I can do about it. She responded, changed her clothes and went out." "I immediately threw away the pen and paper, lay down on the ground, and looked around in panic." "I saw the fortune column in the evening paper, it said, one day six Mercury, avoid travel." "Then I lit a three-dollar camel, and I felt a bit of extravagant happiness. I seemed to be a little cuter than usual." "At this time the waitress came in quietly, 'How many beds do you want to make?'" "Jumped up from my floor, and answered heartily: 'Two pieces'. After speaking, I suddenly felt like drinking, but I held back." "It's almost time for her to come back." "Not yet. I finally waited for the waiter to go away, and I started doing a very strange thing." "Could it be sneaking away?" "It's counting money. There are three ten-dollar bills, and there are two or three coins in change." "That should be enough. When she comes back, keep pretending to be working. Did I come back too early? She whispered nervously." "Don't answer yet, just keep writing and say, don't worry about me, go to sleep first. Use a commanding tone. irohanihoheto, write word by word on the manuscript paper." "She said hello behind her back, 'I'm going to sleep first.'" "I wrote chirinuruwowaka, and then I wrote ehimosesu. Then I tore up the paper." "You're going crazy." "No way." "Aren't you sleeping yet?" "I'm going to the bathhouse." "Because it's a bit cold." "No. It's because I was a little confused. After soaking like an idiot in the bath for almost an hour, when I crawled out of the water, my body was completely buried in the steam, and it looked like a ghost. When I returned to the room, she I’m already asleep. The paper lamp next to my pillow is on.” "Is she asleep?" "Not yet, my eyes are wide open, my face is pale, and my lips are tightly closed looking at the ceiling. I took sleeping pills and got under the covers." "Her?" "No.—After lying down for about five minutes, I sneaked up. No, I got up suddenly." "There are tears in my eyes." "No, I was angry. Then I stood and glanced at her. Her body was shrunk stiffly under the quilt. I felt much more satisfied when I saw her like that. Then I took out the Hefeng 7 from the suitcase. With a sneer, he went back to the bed, with his back turned to her, and he read the book calmly." "Won't He Feng be a little too pedantic?" "Then change to the Bible." "I can understand how you feel." "How about some popular books?" "Hey, this book is very important, let's think about it carefully. In fact, ghost stories and the like are also good. Is there anything good... Thought Record 8 is too difficult, Haruo 9's poetry collection is too modern, although it is a bit hint mean……" "——Yes, my only creation book 10." "The atmosphere has become so desolate." "Read it from the beginning. I read it back and forth, and I only have one thought in my mind, God, please help me." "Does she have a husband?" "There was a sound like water flowing from behind, which made people feel creepy. Although the sound was very small, I felt that the whole back was burned. She turned over with a small movement." "and then?" "I said, let's die. She also—" "Enough, it's not a fantasy." The guest's guess was correct.The next afternoon after that, I died in love with her.Not a geisha, not a painter, but a woman from a poor family who worked as a servant in my family11. She just turned over and was killed by me, but I didn't die myself.It's been seven years and I'm still alive and well. -Finish- Note [February 26th] February 26th Incident (1936), young central military officers in Japan attempted to mutiny. [Imperial Theater] The Imperial Theater, one of the few facilities in Japan that still uses the old name of "Empire" after the war, is located in front of Hibiya Park.Current address: 〒100, Marunouchi, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, 3-1-1, Tel: 03-3213-7221. [Blue ticket] The current blue ticket seems to be a return ticket for the express train. There are red and blue tickets. I don't know what the blue ticket was at that time.The first class and the third class may be the class of the express train? [Camel] is said to be a cigarette brand imported from the United States. 【いろは】The general term for the forty-seven characters of hiragana can probably be imagined as "ABC" for Americans or "ㄅㄆㄇ" for us.The reason for the arrangement is unknown. 【一白】一白= Mercury, regarded as auspicious star in terms of orientation, marriage, etc. (Fukutake Mandarin Dictionary) [He Feng] Nagai He Feng (ながいかふう), a Meiji novelist of the aesthetic school. [Thoughts] Penses, a collection of posthumous manuscripts of the famous French mathematician, physicist and thinker Pascal (Blaise Pascal, 1623~1662), in which he expounds Christian dialectics and strongly admires the greatness of faith. 1670 issue. [Haruo] Haruo Sato (さとうはるお, 1892~1964), one of the representative poets in the Taisho poetry circle, promoted countless new writers.He is the author of "Poetry Collection of Die Love" and so on. [Creative Collection] The author's only creative collection at that time was "Late Years", which was published in 1936. [Woman who works as a maid] In reality, Ms. Atsumi Tabe is a waiter at Ginza BAR.
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