This demonic aura is not owned by the young man himself, but is exaggerated.

Pei Ziyun thought and smiled: "Literature is not just a dream, but also a breakthrough. No matter how well written the works are, they are hard to have high praise."

"Breakthrough? Just like Taku Yoshizaki?" The young man immediately continued, his eyes lit up.

"Yes, just like Taku Yoshizaki." Pei Ziyun's smile became deeper and she shrugged and said, "However, if she can't return, the result may not be good."

"Tao Yoshizaki died of septum."

Hearing Pei Ziyun's words, the young man replied without hesitation: "It is indeed the case from a certain perspective, but if he can achieve the same achievements as Taku Yoshizaki, even if he commits suicide, he will die for literature."

"Besides, for Kyoko, I have to give up on others, and I am willing to bear it even if there is some price."

"..." Pei Ziyun looked at the young boy in front of him again, shook his head slightly, and asked, "Did you mention Kyoko, is it your wife?"

"I haven't gotten married yet, so I'm a girlfriend!" The young man replied: "Oh, Kyoko is my childhood sweetheart. I have been a promising person since I was a child, but my literary journey has not been smooth. Not to mention giving Kyoko a wealthy life, I can't even have a basic life."

"So, I left Kyoko three years ago."

Originally, Japanese people value privacy, and they would never say such embarrassing words, but for some reason, young people are saying it all over again.

In Japan, men are responsible for supporting the family, which is the main source of income for the family. The wife is responsible for the family at home. The man has a high status. When he returns home, his wife says: "Welcome back!"

I also have to help my husband carry his shoes, and all of them are like this.

But this is based on the premise that a man has a stable income. If a man does not have a stable income, his dignity will disappear. The difficulties can be imagined. Under this pressure of life, young people feel guilty. The only way is to leave Kyoko, so they leave on the excuse of collecting folk songs and wandering outside.

Listening to this scene, Naomi Hayakawa and Saeko were both shocked.

"Did you hear it?" Naomi Hayakawa asked Saeko.

Saeko followed her mother when she was a child, and it was very difficult. After becoming rich, she received the formal traditional education of Kawa Shrine: "Well, I saw it, I saw Onissan talking to a strange and incompetent person, and even invited him to have a snack."

Naomi Hayakawa wiped her sweat: "That person has the smell of a monster."

"Is that true? There is, but the smell is very light. Is it him the task for our business?" Saeko touched it, the knife was not in her hand, and in the car: "I will kill him with the knife. Even my wife can't support her. The man who ran away from home is not worthy of living.

"Hey, wait for the minister's order!" Naomi Hayakawa found that Saeko was about to move, and was stunned and hurriedly pulled her.

The young man didn't know that Saeko was about to kill him and was still talking.

In Japan, odd jobs in convenience stores are usually 9 yen per hour, and young people can live with odd jobs, but as time goes by, I gradually remember Kyoko.

Three years later, the young man finally couldn't stand it anymore and secretly returned to rent an apartment. He plucked up the courage to knock on the door and imagined a thousand results. However, he never expected that Kyoko stood at the door and welcomed her home like the day she left three years ago. Her smile did not change, her hairstyle did not change, and her clothes did not change.

The young man was ragged and had a sloppy beard. Facing Kyoko's welcome, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but tears couldn't stop flowing out.

"From that day, I swear that I must achieve results and at least support her." The young man was immersed in the memories and did not speak for a long time. After a long time, he came to his senses and quickly got up to apologize.

Pei Ziyun smiled and shook his hand, saying, "It doesn't matter, it's just getting late... I disturbed just now, I'm going back, goodbye."

The young man stood up and looked at Pei Ziyun away.

"Onichan, is our mission this man? Then I will use a knife to kill him!" Saeko didn't like this young man very much and shouted that she would use a knife to chop him.

"No, I saw it with my own eyes. This demonic aura is not owned by this person, Horikawa Rishi himself, but is exaggerated."

"In other words, our target is not Horikawa Rishi!"

"Even if it's not Rishi Horikawa, it must be related to him, just force confession." Saeko said hummingly.

"Things are not that simple." Pei Ziyun shook his head. This is not only a principle of not harming the family (innocent), but more importantly, if the Japanese government could solve it by relying on this, it would have been used long ago. He raised his eyes and looked at the air, and his tone was relaxed: "But for me, the solution is very simple, as long as Horikawa Rishi contacted it."

After entering the car, Pei Ziyun picked up the phone button: "I'll give him a chance!"

"Yamada-kun?" A female voice came from the phone.

"Hey, is Nagano Sang? I'm Shinichi Yamada." After a moment of greeting, Pei Ziyun said directly: "I met a writer in the cafe today. He wrote pretty well. You can give a chance. He submitted a manuscript to you, and his name was Horikawa Rishi."

"If possible, please call back now."

"No problem, I'll review it immediately." Nagano Narimi said.

Pei Ziyun hung up the phone, leaned on the back of the chair, closed her eyes to rest, and waited patiently. Saeko had found her knife and slowly pulled the knife out of the sheath, and the light on the knife passed by.

Pei Ziyun glanced at the side and knew that Saeko was disliked such a man because her father had abandoned her, so she followed her. However, the knife was 60 cm long, and a faint sense of the person Saeko killed on it, could she get a share?

Pei Ziyun glanced at her eyebrows again, and it seemed that the beads had been refined a little more.

But Naomi Hayakawa was not thinking about this. She also loved literature. She hesitated and asked, "Did you have any intention of Mr. Horikawa Tiyoshizaki Taku?"

"Oh, this is related to the national character of Japan. In Japan, tradition, breakthrough, and return, it is a system that believes in collectivism."

"When Western literature was introduced to Japan, Taku Yoshizaki was inspired to form a new literary genre, which can be regarded as a breakthrough."

"But among the Japanese people who queued up their flags when traveling abroad, they did not talk about politics, even literature could only feel the value and truth in tradition. Once they deviated from tradition too far, they would not feel free, but would become rootless people."

"Breakthrough or innovation is naturally good, but if you don't have time to return to tradition, you will be rejected. Yoshizaki Taku didn't have time to return, so he produced the unique beauty of vain, cleanliness and sorrow that was unique to Japan, which led to suicide when it reached its peak."

"Out of the writer's conscience, I have to warn Shimohorikawa Rishi."

Pei Ziyun said that in the world, Japanese writers committed suicide, or the sadness they felt during their growth, or the keen mind could not bear the heavy weight of reality. However, one of the important reasons is that Japanese writers often break through the rut of traditional Japanese literature. This kind of breakthrough is sometimes equivalent to self-exile, and the end of this road is death.

Japan can only feel the reality of life within the organization. Once it loses the control of the upper, lower, left and right, it becomes a rootless person and is rejected by the collective. This is a rule that is difficult for outsiders to understand and truly exist.

The most aggressive Nobunaga Oda died of rebellion.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who won the world through easing measures in the country, died in the war of invasion of Korea (Note 1).

Tokugawa Ieyasu, who is most in line with the law of "tradition, breakthrough, and return", has truly had the world for 265 years.

"Is that true? The minister will think so?"

"No, I'm not Oda Nobunaga." Pei Ziyun answered with her eyes closed. Oda Nobunaga in this world was just a mediocre daimyo, and she was ruined.

But what Pei Ziyun really thought was that Oda Nobunaga was too aggressive and was called the Sixth Heaven Demon King, and died of Akichi Mitsuhide's rebellion, but he had no real power.

Even if he is more aggressive than Oda Nobunaga, but the power belongs to himself, what should society do?

This looks similar to children or teenagers shouting "I want to go against the will of heaven", but whenever Pei Ziyun goes, he carefully studies the world and the laws of society at that time, and then makes such deafening words.

Because when you say it, it is time to achieve it.

At this time, the phone in the coffee shop rang, and no one answered it after two times. Rishi Horikawa was still pondering and writing. Suddenly, he realized that the bell was ringing, and he raised his head in confusion. Seeing the phone's annotation translation, he quickly got up. Because the speed was too fast, the manuscript paper was spread all over the floor.

Before I could sort it out, I answered the phone and said panting: "Hi, I'm Rishi Horikawa..."

"Hoikawakun, hello, I am Narimi Nagano, the editor of Shiraishi Academy!"

"It's a great honor to receive your call for the first time!" Horikawa Rishi didn't expect that the famous editor of the big publishing house would call him. He was flattered. Although there was no one on the opposite side, he stood up and bowed unconsciously. This may be the etiquette of Japanese people.

"Hiragawa, I read yours. You are the author of "Waiting Kyoko"? I want to invite you to the publishing house to discuss the matters of this book. Do you have time?"

Rishi Horikawa's eyes were wide open, unable to believe his ears, and his waist bent deep: "Hi, Nagano, I understand, I'll come right away."

Good luck came too suddenly, and as for how it came, it was too late to pay attention to it.

When he was rushing to pack up the manuscript and preparing to leave the cafe, Shizuki Horikawa remembered a little, dialed the number and called again. As soon as the phone was connected, he immediately said with joy and quickness: "Kyoko, Nagano Nagano, the editor of Shiraishi Academy, asked me and said that one of my novellas has potential and asked me to go to the Academy, I will go there immediately now."

A thin female voice came from the phone opposite, as if it was a celebration and a reminder.
Chapter completed!