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

Chapter 77 New Snow

Hokkaido, Kyushu, Shikoku, Okinawa.

Except for central Japan, reports of additional printing have been received from all over the country.

Such urgent demand for reprints means that all the books on the shelves yesterday have been sold out.

This has never happened with Xinchao.

"what have you done?"

Muroan's neatly combed hair was messed up by the wind that rushed into the meeting room, and he stared at Editor-in-Chief Ono, who was also blindfolded, with puzzled eyes.

The snow this year is a little strange.

The heavy snow first fell on the calm sea surface and then slowly spread to central Japan.

The almost moisture-free cotton candy-like powder snow fell from the romantic Otaru in the "love letter" all the way to Asahikawa and then to Shiretoko.

When it started snowing, a few young people who had just celebrated the New Year walked towards the town library.

They left shallow footprints on the ground. This place across the sea from Russia's Sakhalin Island is the first place where snow falls every year.

"Hurry up, Dongmei, if you don't hurry up, you won't be able to buy "Spice and Wolf"."

Several girls pushed each other and made snowballs from the thin snow on the roadside from time to time.

In the northernmost part of this island nation, it is extremely cold when heavy snow falls, and the long coastline seems to be covered with a layer of ice.

The foggy white sky was also exceptionally quiet.

"Oh, I'm going to die, Haruhi."

The girl walking in front screamed, and a few scattered snowflakes slipped into her warm lining.

"Oh, Dongmei, you've grown up. You need to wrap yourself tighter when you dance in the future."

When the girl shook, her chest under the bow tie also trembled. Kasuga Yu laughed and pulled her friend towards the distant bookstore like a gangster.

A group of girls are students who are about to take the college entrance examination this year. They just celebrated the New Year and today they made an appointment to come to the bookstore in the town to buy things.

Hokkaido is particularly romantic in winter, with dim lights in the cabins and endless long coastline.

When a few girls walked to the door of the bookstore, a group of boys were quarreling there.

"Nitta, you traitor, didn't you read Professor Gong Cheng's article a while ago? New Wave is no longer keeping up with mainstream literature. We should boycott it!"

A group of boys surrounded a student with his fists clenched.

Kasuga Yu had met them before; they were from the literature department of their school.

"Are these guys bullying?"

A bunch of students surrounding one person didn't look good no matter how you looked at it, so Kasuga Yumi pushed her friend and signaled him to leave quickly.

“It seems not.”

Even the girls in the dance club had occasionally heard of the magazine Shincho. Dongmei with bob haircut came with a few friends to watch the fun.

"I buy every issue of Shincho, and I'm also following Onda-sensei's Bees and Distant Thunder. Are you asking me to stop reading literary works just because of Professor Miyagi?"

The boy didn't know if it was because he was angry at being blocked and threatened by the other party, or if he really wanted to watch "The Bee and the Faraway Thunder".

He stood in the snow with a red neck, staring at his classmate in front of him without giving an inch.

The white snowflakes that fell on this group of young people were instantly evaporated, and the freckled young man who was in the lead patiently tried to persuade them to make peace.

"You've read Xinchao too. Its previous works were tepid. It no longer speaks for those of us who are suffering from economic setbacks. Have you forgotten what Professor Gong Cheng did for us in the past?"

The expressions of the young people who used to wander around the campus with books in their hands were very radical now. Kasuga Yumi poked her friend Rourou's arm out of curiosity.

"Professor Gong Cheng, what do you do?"

Not everyone is concerned about what's happening in the literary world. These little girls who love dancing usually read the most girls' comics and occasionally light novels.

They were different from this group of very radical literary reserve members. They didn't know who Gong Cheng was, and they had no idea why they were arguing like this over a magazine.

"He seems to be one of the representatives of the current literary world. When the government suppressed the literary world more than ten years ago, he sat in front of the entrance of the Ministry of Education building for three days with a wakizashi in his hand."

The girl named Dongmei listened to the information she heard from her father. She also agreed to buy a copy of "New Trend" from her father today. Will she be stopped later?
The girl's worries were unnecessary. As she watched the boy put the white magazine back, the young people, whose heat almost evaporated the snow, left.

They seem to have drawn a circle for themselves, and they won't care too much about anyone who is not around them or who is not exposed to pure literature.

"It's really scary. They are no different from those radical elements."

Kasuga Yumi stuck out her tongue. The girl's flaxen hair ends looked very pretty.

In the quiet winter sea next to the bookstore, stands a white building that looks like a hydroelectric power station. In the bleak winter, this is the only remaining scenery in the morning light outside the window.

Several girls came to the bookstore and each chose their favorite books and comics.

A girl named Kasuga Yumi slowly stopped in front of the bookshelf that had published new magazines.

"Well, it's trendy. It's trendy."

She and her best friend simultaneously reached out for the white magazine.

"Damn it, Fuyumi, I got it first."

Seeing that Natsume Fuyumi got the book with the nice cover first, Kasuga Yumi made a move to attack. "Sure kill, silent knife."

Natsume Fuyumi expressionlessly slapped the opponent on the forehead, and the heavy feeling in front of her shook again.

"What are you doing with this?" Natsume Fuyumi completed her father's task diligently. This new trendy book was probably caused by the fuss among the people in the literature club, so many people were curious and there were only a few copies on the bookshelf at this time.

"I just took a look. Those guys were so scary."

There were opened magazines in the bookstore. The flaxen-haired girl picked up an opened magazine nearby and took a quick look at it.

She had no intention of buying it, but the group of people just made a big fuss.

Hokkaido is already a place with relatively few literature enthusiasts, so I don’t know what the situation will be like if I go to Tokyo.

She had just talked to a good friend and learned that the further into the central region one went, the greater the influence of Professor Gong Cheng.

It is an authority in itself, and recently there is also the Akutagawa Prize building up momentum.

Even Kasuga Yumi, a member of the dance club who doesn't read much, knows that the Akutagawa Prize is an important annual literary award.

"Who on earth would make that old professor target me like that?"

With this curious mind, Kasuga Yumi opened "Snow Country".

There are many similar situations.

The sales in Tokyo made Shinchosha think that the same readers were buying the books as last month.

But they didn't know that under the strong promotion of people like Kodansha and Ichitaro Miya, the entire literary world formed a wave of resistance when Shincho was published.

The wave started with the founder of class literature, Makoto Ichitaro Miya, and was instigated by a woman from Kodansha.

Unconsciously, a momentum of resistance against "New Tide" was formed among the people.

The sound was so powerful that it started from Tokyo and spread to the surrounding areas, but when it hit the snowflakes slowly drifting from the sky, a wonderful chemical reaction occurred.

"Go through the long county boundary tunnel and you will reach the snow country."

Kasuga Yumi opened the book and froze in there.

Unlike Tokyo where snow melts as soon as it falls, children in the snow are particularly sensitive to the beginning of the article.

The background color of the night turns white, and the snow burns in the mirror.

Beautiful colors will appear on the girl's fingertips, and the twilight in the mirror will flow with the fluorescence.

The people who have not been influenced by class literature can feel the beauty of words more.

"Snow Country" is not a top-notch story.

A more vulgar person would say that it was just a man going to the snow to look for beauty.

But it's not like that.

Yasunari Kawabata changed several magazines when he was serializing "Snow Country".

Each time the article is incoherent and fragmented.

This book does not have too many criticisms or too many ideas.

It itself is nothingness, just like the non-existent "Snow Country" itself.

Working hard without food is hopeless.

The beauty of nothingness, the beauty of purity.

Before the serial ends, when the beautiful leaves splash out like water in the Milky Way.

Its words alone have the power to move people.

It is temporarily unable to cleanse those literary creators who have been influenced by class literature.

Just as Taro Ono said, this literary world has long been a transparent and morbid world.

He couldn't change and could only put his hopes on "Snow Country".

Sales in the Tokyo area are actually not very good.

But when that group of literati collided with each other and sparks flew.

It created ripples around the literary world.

Accompanied by heavy snow drifting from the north.

It first infected those who had little exposure to serious literature like a virus.

The gorgeous words are floating like ice and snow, and a hazy world of ice and snow seems to be invading the real world.

Because of curiosity and to watch the fun.

People passing by picked up the snow-colored magazine.

The heavy snow blows from north to south, rippling the hearts of travelers in need of comfort.

The ultimate literary beauty began to impact the Japanese literary world.

(End of this chapter)