Recently, there's been someone... young... so talented that they've caught my attention...

and many more!

A flash of inspiration struck him! The black-and-white photograph that filled the entire newspaper page instantly overlapped with the vivid face before him!

Professor Yamada's eyes widened instantly, and he even slapped his forehead in a somewhat uncharacteristic manner, making a crisp sound.

"Ah! I remembered it!"

He pointed at Seiji Fujiwara, his voice filled with a sudden, delighted realization:

"You're Fujiwara-kun, the one who just won the Edogawa Rampo Award, right!?"

These words struck Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind like a bolt of lightning.

Seiji Fujiwara?

Her eyes widened suddenly.

Then he suddenly raised his head and looked at the handsome young man in front of him again.

Yes!That's right!

She remembered.

This boy is the genius author who won the Edogawa Rampo Award with "After School" that was shown on TV before!

"it's me."

Faced with their shock, Seiji Fujiwara simply smiled and nodded, readily acknowledging his identity.

He gestured "please" to the empty seat in front of him.

"Professor Yamada, Ms. Hiratsuka, since we've met, why don't you sit down and talk?"

"Okay!"

Professor Yamada, with his free-spirited and unconventional nature, didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly on the sofa opposite Seiji Fujiwara.

Still reeling from the shock, Hiratsuka Shizuka dazedly sat down on the empty sofa.

At this moment, Shi Yu naturally took on the role of the hostess, getting up to pour hot tea for the two of them.

"Please use."

"Thank you, little girl."

"Thank you."

Professor Yamada and Shizuka Hiratsuka politely thanked him.

"Fujiwara-kun, I never expected to run into you here! I've read your 'After School' three times already!"

As soon as Professor Yamada sat down, he eagerly began to talk, his eyes gleaming with the burning desire of someone who had just found a worthy target.

"Especially the ending! That insight into the dark side of human nature is something you can't write at your age!"

Seiji Fujiwara picked up the teacup, brought it to his lips, gently blew on it to cool it, and then slowly took a sip.

"Professor, you flatter me. These are just some trivial and unrefined thoughts."

"Haha, you little rascal, you're being modest with this old man!" Professor Yamada laughed heartily, then changed the subject and got to the point, "However, Fujiwara-kun, your insights on light novels just now have truly broadened my horizons. I thought you were only good at writing mystery novels."

“The essence of literature is universal.” Seiji Fujiwara put down his teacup and chuckled. “Whether it’s light novels, popular literature, or so-called pure literature, their core is always exploring the word ‘humanity.’ All we do is approach it from different angles and express it in different forms.”

"Well said! Absolutely right! The core of literature is humanity!"

Professor Yamada slapped his thigh hard, feeling as if he had met a kindred spirit, and his cheeks flushed with excitement.

"What are your thoughts on contemporary pure literature? For example, what do you think of the aesthetics of mono no aware and destruction that Mishima pursued?"

Thus began a conversation that transcended age and status.

One is a renowned literary giant who has been immersed in the literary world for decades.

One is an eighteen-year-old genius who has made a name for himself and is radiant with brilliance.

Their conversation was quite unrestrained and rambling.

From the market structure and business logic of light novels, to the evolution of popular literature genres and their social functions, and finally, like a river flowing into the sea, it naturally delves into the core philosophical reflections of pure literature.

The more Professor Yamada talked, the more his heart surged with shock.

This boy's knowledge is as vast as the ocean!

No matter how obscure the allusions or how profound the theories he throws out, the other party can easily grasp them and always offer novel insights.

"...Therefore, I believe that what Mishima pursued was an ultimate aesthetic, a kind of beauty that yearned to burn finite life into a momentary firework, brilliant yet destructive. But true literature should not only be about destruction. It should be about finding traces of life struggling to sprout anew on the ruins of scorched earth, and even if those traces are insignificant, they are still a great force against nothingness."

Seiji Fujiwara slowly concluded.

"That's it..."

Professor Yamada fell silent upon hearing this.

He looked at the boy in front of him, his eyes no longer filled with simple admiration, but with a complex emotion.

This understanding is terrifyingly insightful!

It's as if the "enlightenment" was bestowed by the gods themselves!

His doctoral students, who had studied under him for seven or eight years and written hundreds of thousands of words in their dissertations, might not even be able to reach a third of the level of this young man in front of them!

Hiratsuka Shizuka and Utaha, who were standing next to them, couldn't understand what they were talking about at all.

But they could clearly see the changes in Professor Yamada's expression, from initial admiration to shock, and now to heartfelt respect.

"Fujiwara-kun!"

Professor Yamada could no longer contain his excitement, leaned forward, and grasped Seiji Fujiwara's hand.

"There's a literary salon here tomorrow, attended by professors, authors, and some rising stars in the literary world... Are you interested?"

Seiji Fujiwara raised an eyebrow and politely declined, saying, "Professor, this is an occasion for all of you senior scholars and luminaries. It would be inappropriate for someone like me, who writes light novels, to attend."

"nonsense!"

Professor Yamada's eyes widened, and the imposing aura of an academic titan unconsciously emanated from him. He waved his hand and said:

"What do you mean by 'timely' or 'inappropriate'! In the literary world, those who are successful always come first!"

He stared at Seiji Fujiwara and said, word by word:

"With just one book like 'After School,' you're already qualified to sit here!"

"Based on your knowledge just now, if you weren't so young, you'd be old enough to sit with us old folks."

"That `s a deal!"

Since things had been said to this extent, Seiji Fujiwara naturally stopped refusing.

He smiled, his demeanor remaining composed: "Since you've said so, Professor, then this junior will respectfully comply."

"That's right!"

Professor Yamada laughed heartily with satisfaction.

He glanced at the time and stood up with great interest.

"Let's go, it's getting late, let's go have dinner first! We can continue our chat later!"

He invited Seiji Fujiwara and Utaha to dinner.

Seiji Fujiwara naturally wouldn't refuse.

The four of them arrived at a private room with a fantastic view.

The atmosphere at dinner was warm and harmonious.

Professor Yamada chatted about various interesting anecdotes from the literary world, and even complained about a few old rivals he didn't get along with, which made everyone laugh.

After a few rounds of drinks, Professor Yamada asked, seemingly casually:

"By the way, Fujiwara-kun, you're a senior in high school now, right? Which university are you planning to apply to?"

Chapter 53 Taking the drunken Hiratsuka Shizuka back to her room (1/2)

"The University of Tokyo has sent me a special offer, so I'll probably go there," Fujiwara Seiji answered truthfully, as this had been planned long ago.

"Oh? Tokyo University?"

Professor Yamada's eyes lit up instantly.

"That's great!"

He put down his wine glass and said excitedly:

"Fujiwara-kun, if you come to the Department of Literature at the University of Tokyo, I will personally be your mentor!"

“Not only that!” he emphasized, “I can also use my authority to apply for the department’s ‘2+2+3’ seven-year integrated bachelor’s, master’s, and doctoral program for you!”

"Two years for undergraduate, two years for master's, and three years for doctoral! This will minimize the time you waste in school, allowing you to dedicate more of your precious energy to creative work!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka and Utaha, who were standing nearby, looked on in astonishment.

Professor Yamada values ​​Fujiwara-kun so much?

This is an attempt to take Fujiwara Seiji as a close disciple!

Upon hearing this, Seiji Fujiwara merely raised an eyebrow slightly.

He really didn't want to waste too much time on those basic university courses.

This suggestion was exactly what he wanted to hear.

So he picked up his sake cup, looked at Professor Yamada who was full of expectation, and laughed loudly:

"Thank you very much, Professor. I look forward to your guidance in the future."

"Hahaha! Good! Great! Come on, bottoms up!"

Professor Yamada received a satisfactory answer and burst into laughter again.

The dinner, which was enjoyed by both host and guests, ended in a warm and lively atmosphere.

Professor Yamada had other appointments to meet with several other professors who had come from different places, so he took his leave first.

Soon.

After finishing her dinner, Shiyu, having received new inspiration from Fujiwara Seiji, was now overflowing with ideas. She couldn't wait to go back to her room to write down the thoughts that were flashing through her mind. She also said goodnight to Fujiwara Seiji and got up to leave.

In the blink of an eye, only Seiji Fujiwara and Shizuka Hiratsuka remained in the private room.

The atmosphere quieted down.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's cheeks were flushed with a beautiful rosy hue from drinking quite a bit of sake.

“Um… Fujiwara-kun,”

Hiratsuka Shizuka was engrossed in her conversation; she really enjoyed "After School" and Seiji Fujiwara's "A Certain Magical Index."

As a book fan, I still have many questions I want to ask.

But at the dinner table just now, it was Professor Yamada's show, and she didn't have a chance to interject at all.

"Where do you plan to go next?"

Seiji Fujiwara thought for a moment and replied, "I plan to go to the bar at the guesthouse for another drink."

"A tavern?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had found a kindred spirit.

She practically blurted out, "Let's go together!"

Having a beautiful female teacher as a drinking companion is naturally a delightful thing.

Seiji Fujiwara did not refuse and nodded with a smile.

"Okay."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled with delight.

The two walked side by side, bathed in the dim light of the corridor, toward the Japanese-style pub located in a corner of the guesthouse.

The tavern was not crowded, the lighting was dim, and it was filled with a tranquil atmosphere.

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