Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen

Nomiyama house, every day to the troupe's rehearsal venue.The rehearsal room is a ballet dancer's old practice room, which she specially lent to the troupe for use. The repertoire is based on the novel "Tempest" by Tejiro Aonuma.House Nomiyama is actively rehearsing as the heroine of the play.During this period, she couldn't go to the bar in Ginza either. After that, Aonuma Tejiro came to the training ground two or three times.He often commented on the director, saying that it was different from the original style.The director ignored Aonuma's words and still rehearsed according to his own ideas.Aonuma was very dissatisfied.Aonuma's eyes were mainly focused on Nomiyama House.

"The performance is over, let me celebrate it for you. Do it well." Aonuma called the house to a place where no one was there to talk secretly.What this "celebration" meant, Aonuma's eyes had already confessed. On the fifth day after rehearsals began, Miyako Konno called the house. "Takuichi's situation has been clarified." Miyako's voice was a little excited, with sadness. "Yes, where is he?" The heart of the house was pounding with ominous foreboding.He thought to himself that he would not live in peace. "In the forest behind Yatsugatake," Miyako said.

Sure enough, he is no longer in the human world. "There is a station called Kobuchizawa on the Chuo Main Line. From there, there is a branch line leading to Komoro, and there is a station called Haikou on the way. Takuichi's dead body was found in a mountain forest about eight kilometers away from the station. There is a pasture at the foot of the mountain. , probably discovered by the people there." "..." "I was notified by the police just now. I want to go to the scene now. You have a rehearsal mission, don't you?" The house can't answer her, of course, there are rehearsal tasks and can't go.But at the same time, she hated Miyako from the bottom of her heart and really didn't want to go with her.The house was filled with grief and indignation, and was speechless for a while.

"Well... I can't go," said the house with great difficulty. "Really. Then I will go to the house alone. Zhuo Yi has finally come to this point. No matter how much you condemn me, I am willing to bear it. Now, I want to go to the scene and see Zhuo Yi?" "..." "Then, goodbye." Miyako's voice disappeared from the phone. The house stood in front of the phone for a few minutes.A hot wind howled in my mind. Zhuo Yi died. The house heard the news of Zhuo Yi's death in Yatsugatake.Think it says a lot about his character.In front of the house, the scene of Zhuo Yi who got off at the small station on the plateau and climbed the mountain alone on the grass at the foot of the mountain flashed: I saw the pasture, the herds of cows and horses, leisurely and contented.Zhuoyi's childlike eyes must have been devoted to these animals for tens of minutes before he died.The woods cover the gentle foothills, and white clouds float in the sky.Probably there is still a virgin forest of birch trees there.

What was Zhuo Yi thinking about going there?Maybe he still missed Miyako until the end.The anguish of wanting to believe in his wife but not being able to believe tormented him. Secondly, it is himself who has no ability to live. Under the protection of his wife, he writes hopeless poems every day. His aversion to this kind of uselessness is probably the reason for his suicide. However, the biggest reason for Zhuo Yi’s suicide is because he believed in All the efforts of the wife were in vain. Despite this, he still loves his wife.Without the ability to live, he despaired of his poems.Finally, when he gave up Miyako, he had to lose himself too.

"Stupid Zhuoyi." The house cursed this incomparably kind man for defeat.Why is Miyako the only one in his heart?He can turn his target to others.Then, he will not die.But, thinking about it the other way around, if Zhuo Yi had this ability, he would not seek death.Fate is doomed to setbacks and failures, and sooner or later it will befall him. The house couldn't help tearing up.Talking with Zhuo Yi in that unforgettable open space, the scenes of contempt and scolding him came to mind one by one. When talking with him, I always feel anxious and have to say a few words about him.Is there such a man in the world?It was simply the wrong time.House, surprised at first, gradually turned to contempt.

So why the shock of his disappearance?Why did you cry when you heard that he died?The indescribable loneliness broke the heart of the house. House wiped away tears and returned to the rehearsal field.Mr. A, the director, looked at her in surprise and asked: "What happened to you?" Realizing that his eyes were red from crying, the house wanted to turn his face to avoid Mr. A's sight, but felt that he couldn't hide it, so he smiled and said: "nothing." Mr. A was puzzled, and thought to himself: The heart of a young girl is unpredictable.Then he said, "Go wash your lids." The house went into the washroom, washed her face, and put on makeup again, as if all her strength had been taken away.

Zhuoyi has nothing to do with him.Why is my mood fluctuating so much?The house doesn't understand, doesn't it care about him?However, since he disappeared, he has been restless.In this regard, I also feel too bizarre.Knowing that he was dead now, the emotions that had been raised for the rehearsal were suddenly suppressed. The house returns to the stage. At this time, Aonuma appeared at the door.This evening, he was wearing casual kimono and carrying a woman's bag for odds and ends.This outfit was Aonuma's hobby. When the house saw Aonuma's long face, a burst of anger suddenly ignited in his chest.The lost strength returned to me as a wonderful fighting spirit.

Mr. A, the director, looked at the script and was thinking about the next scene.Aonuma approached the house and said: "I've been watching, and you're doing a great job." "Thank you so much for visiting often during your busy schedule." The house saluted. "I'm very busy, and I often come to see you. I'm also surprised by my enthusiasm. All this is because I have been thinking about you." Aonuma said in a low voice, "If the director changes, your performance It must be more exciting. It's a pity. I can recommend you to any theater company. The film company is also worried about not finding an actor like you."

"Well, thank you." The house lowered its gaze and nodded.Aonuma immediately grabbed her hand.The house's hatred for Aonuma was churning. In order to wait for Takuichi's body to be cremated, Miyako Amano spent the night in a small hotel in Haikou, Minamisaku County, Nagano Prefecture. The remains were kept at the police station and were only moved to the crematorium yesterday afternoon.Except for her, no relatives came.Perhaps in this way, Zhuo Yi is the most satisfied under Nine Springs.The face of the deceased was peaceful. He had taken sleeping pills, so there was no sign of pain or struggle.The place where he died was on the south side of Yatsugatake, quite high above the pasture.In the forest of white birch and larch, shrubs such as alpine birch and beech grow thickly.

Zhuo Yi's face, facing up to the sky, seemed to be dozing off unknowingly while watching the floating clouds.There is not a penny left in my arms.On the day before Zhuo Yi died, people from the ranch saw him.It can be seen that where he spent the night the night before.As long as he wants, he can bring a lot of money with him.However, Zhuoyi thought it was his wife's money, so he didn't move a cent.He just brought the money his wife had given him.Perhaps he thought it would be enough to have the money to travel to the place of burial. On this day, Miyako invited monks to the coroner's room of the local police station to perform rituals for Zhuoyi. In front of everyone, Miyako did not cry.She cried when the body was moved to the local crematorium.The people at the crematorium handed the match to Miyako and told her to light the pile of dead pine leaves in the kiln.In an instant, a raging flame ignited.At this moment, Miyako couldn't help but burst into tears.She squatted there, unable to move for a long time.The roaring sound of burning in the kiln was like a gust of wind almost blowing her away. Meiyako thought to herself that it was a big mistake for this person to marry her.I really don't know how to apologize to him.If he finds a woman like Nomi Sanbo, he will undoubtedly live a happier life and his poetic talent will be able to fully develop. Living with a woman like Takuichi and Miyako must be extremely nervous.His defeat is because he married a wife like Miyako.In terms of ability to live, he had to have a strong sense of inferiority in front of this wife.As a wife, Miyako also made a wrong calculation about her husband... Her love is expressed by not letting Zhuoyi do anything but telling him to bury his head in writing poems, thinking that if he writes good poems and publishes them, he will be elated.To this end, Miyako founded a publishing house. Not only that.In order to become a first-class publishing house, she struggled hard.However, the original goal of "running an agency for her husband" was gradually invaded by "enterprises".That is, being invaded by unscrupulous means to develop another goal of the enterprise.She was unaware of the toxin. Miyako thinks that Zhuoyi killed him with his own hands.She had expected this bad luck to come sooner or later.Even if Zhuo Yi didn't commit suicide, it would be impossible for them to live together as husband and wife for a long time.By that time, Zhuo Yi, who has a weak personality, might still want to commit suicide.In short, Miyako loves Takuichi like a child, but it has led to the irreparable situation today. The next morning, Miyako went to the crematorium at the head of the village, and saw three villagers sitting in the lounge.Soon, they held the urns, lined up, and walked back along the field path.This time it was Miyako's turn. Zhuo Yi's bones, picked up from the kiln, were placed on a black iron plate with a ball of fire in between.The crematorium handed the tongs to Miyako, pointed to a piece of bone and said: "This is the larynx." The piece of white bone escaped from Miyako's tongs and fell into the crock with a slight sound.Only then did Miyako truly feel that she and Takuichi were farewell forever.Zhuoyi's bones were thrown into the jar one by one. After paying a little tip to the crematorium and walking out with the urn wrapped in white cloth, Miyako felt that her life was simply over.Leaving the dim crematorium, I came to the sunny outside, only to see green grass.A farmer walks by with his oxen.The green village is surrounded by trees in full bloom with white flowers, which are rosewood trees. On the grass, the horsetail is overgrown. Miyako carried the urn and walked towards the station. The passing villagers looked back at the woman holding the urn alone. The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing.In the north, Yatsugatake has a gentle slope and is majestic and beautiful.This is a piece of land suitable for the poet Zhuo Yi to rest in peace. The extremely kind poet seemed to be apologizing to Miyako in the urn: I'm so sorry.I'm so sorry that you are so busy, and you came to such a place specially for me. Miyako recalled a scene where Takuichi frantically shook the branches at Hirininji Temple.Only that time he glimpsed the distress in his heart. Miyako loses hope in business.She realized that she had no strength and had to struggle painfully.Continuing to run a publishing house would be unreasonable to Zhuo Yi who was hiding in the box. "I don't know what to do with myself in the future." Miyako said to her husband in the urn. "I'm alone again. Our fate is too short!" Miyako really wanted to live alone and think about it, she really wanted to be isolated from the world and live a hermit life.Of course, not wanting to see Imura, nor everyone she's known in the short time since she started the publishing house. The station is right in front of you.It stands alone on the plateau. Miyako intends to collect Takuichi's posthumous manuscripts and publish them as the last work of Beidou Publishing House.If I take this collection of poems to a bookstore, I am afraid that none of them will be sold.It doesn't matter, hurry up and print it.After printing, go to retail stores one by one and ask them to quietly put them in the corner of the bookstore.Needless to say, consignment stores will ignore such publications.However, once Beidou Publishing House founded by Miyako publishes this collection of poems, the mission will be considered complete. Just put this volume of poetry in the corner of a retail store, and someone will come along and buy a copy or two someday.Of course, no expense was spared and a beautiful hardcover was published.After people bought it, if they flipped through it casually, they would always read a few poems by this unknown poet.In this way, Beidou Publishing House has a meaning of existence.People have never heard of the birth of Beidou Publishing House, nor do they know when it disappeared.However, if Takuichi's poems can meet a few people in the society, Miyako's work will be worthwhile. I thought I was doing my best.I am not a good wife to you, a wife who has betrayed your love, but please acknowledge my efforts to make you stand out. From the common sense of society, this is extremely ridiculous.Zhuoyi's collection of poems will not be appreciated by people.People will laugh at a woman's cunning attempt to start a fine publishing house as a foolish endeavor. Does this collection of poems contain Takuichi's stupidity, or Miyako's shame? Miyako doesn't care.Since she is married to such an unsophisticated husband as Zhuo Yi, she has no regrets about doing things that do not conform to common sense.In this way, on the surface, it seems that Miyako put Takuichi under her own will, but in fact, she was led by Takuichi's will.This may be because Zhuoyi's will is as stupid as a god. She approached the station platform.From a group of people standing on the platform waiting for the plateau train, I saw a young woman in red clothes.Miyako thought she was Nomiyama House, and hurried forward.However, it was an unknown woman who turned around. Little trains slowly appeared on the edge of the majestic foothills. The performance of the "Second Sihui" theater troupe has been well received from the first day and progressed very smoothly.The venue was borrowed from Ginza's Gas Building Auditorium.Mr. A, the director, actively contacted theater critics and people in the cultural circles, so many people in this field also came to watch.Because of Aonuma Tejiro's relationship, his friends also came to the theater. In this regard, there is often a phenomenon where partners support each other.Aonuma's friends boasted in the newspapers.Among them, some people commented on the acting skills of Nomiyama House, saying that they discovered rookies. Aonuma Zhenjiro was busy running back and forth between the auditorium and the backstage every night.His associates privately said that his enthusiasm was rare.He even said that he usually refused to seriously write the manuscripts he had agreed to, and avoided seeing editors, but this time he worked hard, which is really rare. "Great," Aonuma praised the house and said, "It's amazing. During rehearsals, I wasn't at ease. Once you get on stage, you will be more courageous and have a bright future." Aonuma expressed his joy as if he had succeeded , Said: "I can recommend any company you want to go to. The film company also came to discuss with me. What do you think?" On the fifth night after the performance started, when Aonuma was chattering around the house, a young man from the troupe came to Aonuma and said: "Sir, people from XX Publishing House have come to see you." "Really? Just tell him to come here." Someone from the publishing house came in with a big, bulging envelope. "I'm sorry to come to such a place to disturb you." He looked at Aonuma, then at the house, bowed, and said: "Some places are not clear, and now I am in a hurry to proofread." The young man from the publishing house took out a large stack of proofs from the envelope, opened the folded place, and asked Aonuma: "Sir, what does this place mean?" What they were talking about was probably the problem in the article.The house glanced sideways, stunned. This is exactly the novel by Aonuma Tejiro that Miyako Konno is about to publish.The title on the proof sheet, the house is familiar. Aonuma Tejiro, unable to get what he wanted from Konno Miyako, withdrew the manuscript that was once handed over to her.That manuscript became the proofs in front of me.At that time, the house knew better than anyone how Miyako was eager to get this manuscript. That day, the house followed Miyako to the hotel and took the manuscript away.Aonuma forgot about this matter, so he nonchalantly exchanged opinions with the staff of the publishing house in front of the house. "There's nothing we can do about them," Aonuma muttered after the young man from the publishing house had left, "I've chased them all the way here." Aonuma grumbled triumphantly, but she hadn't remembered the connection between the house and this manuscript.That is to say, he forgot the relationship between Konno Miyako and the Nomiyama house, and blindly pursued the house. "Sir, when will that book be published?" House asked while standing on the edge of the stage, paying attention to the progress of the play. "About another twenty days..." Speaking of this, he also seemed to remember that this manuscript had something to do with the house. "Yes, yes, you know the original manuscript of this novel, don't you?" He's a little embarrassed. "Hi, a few days ago, I went to your place to pick up the manuscript." "That's right. Later, there were some things that I really couldn't see through. Well, it was Miyako Konno, she was playing tricks, and I couldn't get enough of it, so I simply canceled the contract... That would be good. This time the publishing house is top-notch. .I said I would give them a new work written in one go, and they were very grateful." "Yeah, that's great," said the house nonchalantly. "I just remembered, that Miyako Konno, how is it now?" Aonuma asked a little worried after all. "I don't know. After that, I didn't go to work with them, and I haven't had any contact with them." "Really, it's good. What's the point of working in such a place? It's a loss for you. Such a bad woman is rare. No matter how hard she works, her publishing work will not succeed." "But, don't you like Mrs. Konno very much?" "Where did you go? I almost fell into her trap, and I stopped when I found out. In this world, there is such a strange woman... You have also been in contact with her for a while, so you should know something about it. How about it, she is a married woman, is she still seducing men outside?" "have no idea." "Yanwei-kun also really wants to write a novel for her that can be written into a book immediately. Seeing that woman, is this pervert ready to move?" Aonuma spouted bad things about Konno Miyako.At this moment, the stage assistant strode over and announced: "Miss Nomiyama, it's time to play." A week later, the last day of the performance arrived.On this day, according to Aonuma's proposal, after the performance, young drama critics and cultural figures will be invited to participate and a celebration banquet will be held.Aonuma offered to pay for the banquet expenses.The performance was well received, so the theater was full on the last day. Aonuma Tejiro was carried away.In this performance, his opinions were always opposed to the director Mr. A. Mr. A thinks that Aonuma doesn't know anything about drama, and is just making trouble based on the status of the original author. Although Mr. A is a kind person, he can hardly bear his attitude towards Aonuma.Between Aonuma and Mr. A, a subtle emotional confrontation develops.However, Mr. A took the overall situation into consideration, and repeatedly tolerated it so as not to affect the emotions of the troupe members. Indeed, Aonuma Tejiro was too arrogant. This play has three acts and six scenes.After the third act, there was a 15-minute break, at which time Nomiyama went to the audience to distribute leaflets without unloading his clothes.It was folded, and it said the troupe thanked the audience and asked for continued support in the future. However, there is also a mimeograph print in it.The troupe didn't know.Nomiyama House organized the leaflets herself, and it was her suggestion to distribute these leaflets, so no one aroused suspicion. After the beginning of the fourth act, strange phenomena began to appear in the audience.Leaflets generally cannot escape the fate of being discarded. After one glance, people discard them.However, strange to say, the audience did not discard the flyer.To be precise, they were interested in a mimeograph contained in a leaflet.After the play started, some people re-read the mimeograph, and some kept whispering. Obviously, the attention of the audience was divided between the stage and the mimeograph. Presently the murmur rose and became a din. Mr. A standing by the stage was puzzled.Mr. A knew the content of the leaflet, so he couldn't understand the strange phenomenon in the auditorium.Until this time, Mr. A did not know that there was a piece of mimeographed paper in the leaflet. Aonuma Tejiro, who was also in the background, knew nothing about this. Finally, the curtain came to an end, and there was warm applause in the theater.According to the usual practice, when the curtain was lowered and opened again, the director Mr. A and the members of the troupe who participated in the performance stood in a row in order to thank the audience; presented bouquets of flowers, and Mr. A, the representative of the troupe, gave a speech of thanks.Everything is business as usual. After Mr. A's thank you speech, the original author Aonuma Tejiro is ready to give a speech. He was about to speak, and the audience was in an uproar.What a strange thing.At first, Aonuma thought the audience welcomed him and wanted to smile flatteringly, but he immediately realized that this strange commotion was not the same thing. "Aonuma, get out!" Someone shouted angrily. This caused a chain reaction, shouting one after another: "Aonuma, do you still have the face to come out?!" "goat!" "Sex maniac!" Aonuma's face turned livid.The troupe members standing in a row were also panicked. "Aonuma!" From the center of the auditorium, a man with disheveled hair stood out, a young man in a black sweater. "Can you explain what's written in the flyer?" the young man called out. "You, what did you say?" Aonuma was dizzy and embarrassed.He thought his criminal deeds had been exposed, and couldn't help but tremble with fear. "Okay, now I'll read it. This is included in the leaflets distributed by this troupe. It can't be malicious and groundless, right?" As the young man spoke, he began to read aloud. "Everyone, Mr. Aonuma Sadajiro recently decided to publish his new work from a certain publishing house. For this reason, Mr. Aonuma signed a publishing contract with the female president of this publishing house, but Mr. Aonuma has a dark heart about the female president. Advocating that the woman's virginity be exchanged for the manuscript to be delivered. The female president had to stop the publication plan. Not only that, the despicable Mr. Aonuma, with a grudge, maliciously slandered the female president's husband , saying that the female president has already had an ugly relationship with him. In other words, Mr. Aonuma maliciously slandered the female president's husband because he couldn't achieve his own evil purpose..." The audience has seen the mimeograph, so they already know the following article.However, Aonuma Zhenjiro himself was kept in the dark.His eyebrows were furious, and he wanted to say something, but his lips twitched and he couldn't speak.The youth in the sweater read on: "Recently, the husband of the female president committed suicide. Everyone, because of Mr. Aonuma's bad behavior, the husband of the female president committed suicide." Although the audience already knew the content, after the young man read it aloud, they were furious and shouted. "...Everyone, be quiet, be quiet. Still read the following paragraph to Mr. Aonuma...We were shocked when we found out about this fact recently. If we knew that he was so morally corrupt, we wouldn't be showing his works. We are filled with remorse, and at the same time, saddened that our stage has been defiled. We sincerely apologize for the unknowing audience who came to watch this play. The troupe will never stage his works in the future, and hereby declare." After the young man finished reading aloud, he held up the piece of paper and waved it to ask: "Mr. Aonuma, please explain. If it is not true, please show evidence." The young man, flushed, stood upright.The audience erupted.Aonuma Zhenjiro's eyes turned red anxiously, and when he looked to the side, Nomiyama's house had long since disappeared without a trace. Nomiyama's house changed location and moved to another smaller bar to work. Customers often say to her: "You caused a lot of trouble in the city, ruined your future, and can no longer act." If the other party is a familiar customer, Nomiyama House will say: "I have to do it too. I have to do it for one person. Of course, I left the troupe, unfortunately. However, sometimes people have to sacrifice their wishes to vent their anger. Later, I also felt that the criticism of Mr. Aonuma was a little bit It was too much. However, I couldn't suppress the anger in my heart at the time, and I really had to. Thinking about it now, I feel so sorry for Mr. Aonuma." If the other party was joking, the house just smiled and said nothing. Someone asked her: "The female president you mentioned, how is it now?" "I want to know how she is now, too. She hasn't been heard from since then." Seeing the house holding a book of poetry in his hand, the customer asked: "Do you read poetry too?" The customer took the poetry collection over to read and said: "I don't know this poet, and I haven't heard of this Beidou Publishing House... But the binding is pretty good." Nomiyama House remained silent and smiled faintly. (full text)