Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 438 The Sun Rises Either in the West or in the North (Part 1)

"You want to become a monk?"

After listening to the two of them, the wife frowned, her face conveying an absolute "that kind of thing is absolutely not allowed" attitude.

"do not mean that."

Natsuko Imamura pointed to the pages of the monk Kohei's paper.

From the beginning to the present, Tatsukawa Tetsu and Hirohei have been locked in a battle of ideologies.

One side believes that art should be lofty and unattainable, while the other believes that literature, as a powerful tool, should serve people.

"He meant that sooner or later, Tatsukawa Tetsu would also use class literature for ideological indoctrination and to criticize the government, just like him."

Natsuko Imamura smiled and touched the two characters "Dragon and Elephant".

“At that time, Long Chuanche will return to Jiaowang Temple to practice Buddhism with him for three years.”

The outcome of the literary debate hinges on whether or not one "lays down the butcher's knife."

The wife got angry.

"Then you might as well become a monk!"

Hongping is an old monk, while Longchuan Che went to practice Buddhism and became a young monk.

The lady looked at Long Chuanche's jet-black hair and refused to comply no matter what.

"What a mess."

Long Chuanche's face darkened. Whether or not he wrote class literature was up to him, and even if he did, he wouldn't listen to Hongping.

"let's go."

Long Chuanche urged the group to leave, saying that their immediate priority was to finish writing two novels and then report to the Writers Association.

The Writers' Association wields enormous influence and has the authority to organize gatherings and literary events.

It can be said that the Writers' Association holds the reins of much of the Japanese literary world. Tatsukawa Tetsu is curious about how those who used to oppose him would react to him.

When we came out of Kyowangji Temple, the light rain had stopped.

Long Chuanche walked ahead alone, with several women hanging behind him.

As we approached the Takeda family residence on the banks of the Kamo River.

"Longchuan Che".

Someone suddenly spoke up from behind.

"what?"

Ryukawa Toru glanced at it; it was Takeda Akane.

The girl held the umbrella she had used when she left home, looking at herself calmly.

"I have something to tell you."

"Is there something you want to tell me?"

Long Chuanche frowned, showing no interest.

As a result, the wife made a pleading expression behind the girl.

"Tsk, got it."

The girl spoke up when she was almost home, clearly indicating that she didn't want anyone else to follow.

Long Chuanche looked around and pointed to the location of a teahouse.

The tea room was a small dessert shop in the style of Kyoto. When Tatsukawa Tetsu and Takeda Akane went inside, there were only a few staff members busy at work.

"The Meidai bean cake is a new product, while the Inasha daifuku is already sold out."

The shop assistant greeted the two warmly, dressed in plain white kimonos with sashes tied around their sleeves.

It has a very Kyoto style.

"What to eat?"

Akane Takeda took out her wallet, seemingly intending to treat everyone.

"Just say what's on your mind."

Long Chuanche didn't want to get too involved with the other party. If it weren't for his wife, he would have already gone home to write a book.

"The Golden Pavilion" only needs to have its last volume added, but "The Ancient Capital" still has a long text of 40,000 words.

Speaking of which, the Writers' Association's office seems to be not far from Arashiyama. Maybe I should go find my girlfriend first?
While Tatsukawa Tetsu was lost in thought, he suddenly noticed that Takeda Akane had closed her wallet and was looking at him with a frown.

"It's just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and you're not even willing to do that?"

A mixture of dissatisfaction and resentment lingered in Longchuan Che's eyes, and he clearly noticed that the people around him had slowed down.

'Are they arguing?' 'Could they be a couple?'

Seeing the stares coming from all around, Long Chuanche's lips twitched.

"Let's make some bean cakes."

This dessert shop is called Demachi Futaba, and it's a very famous wagashi (Japanese sweets) shop in Kyoto.

The signature dish here is the "Ten-she Daifuku," but just like in life, not all good things will wait for you. As soon as the two entered, the staff told them that the daifuku was sold out.

"Two servings of Meidai bean cakes, two cups of matcha."

Akane Takeda ordered tea and drinks for two. As they sat down at a table near the street, Toru Ryukawa suddenly changed his mind about going back. A light drizzle began to fall over the Kamo River.

The scorching summer seemed to have turned into a sticky rainy season, and Tatsukawa Tetsu leaned back on the sofa and took out "The Old Capital" again.

"Just tell me if you have anything."

The tea room was very quiet; sometimes you could only hear the sound of rain falling on the eaves.

The notes strike crisp notes overhead, then converge in the beautiful river.

"I would like to know."

Akane Takeda held the bright green tea and glanced across at the other side.

The boy was sitting near the street corner, with a gentle breeze and drizzle outside the window.

His gaze was drawn to the words in his hand, and time seemed to slow down.

"I want to know when you got together with my mother."

When the girl said those words, time didn't slow down; it seemed to stand still.

Longchuan Che's hand stopped on the phrase "pine shade and cherry blossom shadows, swaying and drifting".

The river reflects the shadows of the flowers, which drift into the distance on the rippling water.

Tatsukawa Tetsu felt that this sentence perfectly described Kamogawa's current state, and he put down his pen to look at Takeda Akane.

"Why do you ask this?"

Even Tatsuki Ryukawa felt strange talking about his mother in front of his daughter.

"Just tell me."

Akane Takeda held her teacup and lowered her head.

Longchuan Che rarely saw her like this.

Somewhat dejected and lost, like a little dog drenched in rain.

"when."

Longchuan Che thought for a moment and then spoke directly.

"About half a year ago."

The two got together in a muddle, but now they get along exceptionally well.

Ryukawa Tetsu could do many things for her, including disliking Takeda Akane, but being able to live peacefully under the same roof with her because of her.

Ryukawa Tetsu will not give up on his wife, and his wife will not give up on Takeda Akane.

The three of them now have such a complicated relationship.

"It's been so long."

Akane Takeda lowered her eyes, looking with a sad and helpless expression.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Ryukawa Tetsu didn't like this oppressive feeling, even though the other person was Takeda Akane.

The girl's sorrow was like the heavy, oppressive rain of the plum rain season, and passersby would unconsciously take a second look at them.

Like a withered flower, or like the empty feeling in someone else's heart.

"Let me make this clear first, my relationship with your mother is my own doing. She didn't accept it at first, but you know, I'm a shameless person."

Ryukawa Toru instinctively protected his wife, unaware of what Takeda Akane would do if she knew that her mother had been with him for a long time.

The boy looked at the other person.

After all, she said not long ago that she liked herself.

I love the fireworks I made for her, and I love those thirteen summer festivals.

"You're quite responsible."

Akane Takeda smiled at Toru Ryukawa, thought for a moment, and said:
"Let's live in peace."

"what?"

Longchuan didn't quite hear.

“Peaceful coexistence.” Akane Takeda picked up her teacup and took a sip.

"I will never do anything that you hate again, and we will live peacefully together in this family from now on."

The ancient capital in the rain, the Kamo River flowing swiftly.

The girl said they had a very long future ahead of them.

She was getting tired of this behavior of deliberately going against others to get attention.

In exchange for a well-behaved and obedient demeanor, you can enjoy peace and stability at home.

Looking at the girl's outstretched hand.

Transitioned?

Longchuan Che thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)