Tokyo: I took in a homeless girl

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Sawayama Haruno's face twitched slightly.

He noticed that the girl at the supermarket counter stopped scanning and looked at him, asking if he needed anything.

"Check out."

He took a deep breath and tried his best to keep a straight face as he handed over the credit card.

The lady at the counter was obviously trying not to laugh as she swiped her credit card on the POS machine.

Even when she walked out of the supermarket, Maki Miyazawa was still obsessed with those "Okamoto".

"Why not buy it, or do you actually want a child?"

"It's not that I don't want to buy it, I just don't want to buy it at this time."

Sawayama Haruno rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "I am obviously the man, why are you acting more lascivious than me?"

"It's obviously the instinct of life."

Miyazawa Maki curled her lips, thinking that she seemed a little too perverted, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Hmm. I’ll wait until the video game store gets paid and then secretly come here again.

Buy ten boxes, no, twenty boxes?

Humph, doing it in a big way is no joke. I have to surpass my sister in terms of the number of times, and win by an overwhelming number.

Make Sawayama Haruno become someone who can't even be himself!

Thinking of this, she smiled foolishly again.

When I came to my senses, I realized that Sawayama Haruno had walked a long distance away without me noticing.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Her eyes widened and she immediately accelerated and rushed forward.

While Sawayama Haruno was still unable to react, she took a running start and jumped onto Sawayama Haruno's back, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

"You didn't wait for me"

"As punishment, you will have to carry me back like this." She whined.

Chapter 102 The Peak

I went home to cook, and by the time I finished eating it was almost nine o'clock.

Miyazawa Maki, who had been slow and dragging her feet in washing dishes, naturally lost the qualification to take a bath first, so Sawayama Haruno was the first to take a bath today.

Sometimes I would think, “Isn’t that guy going to do something while taking a bath?”, so it’s great to be the first one to take a bath.

No matter what happened, at least Sawayama Haruno felt that it was quite comfortable to be able to take such a relaxing bath.

After this rare period of relaxation, he returned to his bedroom as usual to prepare to write.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary misunderstandings again, he deliberately left the door ajar this time instead of closing it completely.

Of course, it was inevitable that Salmon Ball would run into the bedroom and lie on my lap and act coquettishly.

Fortunately, today's writing task is relatively easy. Sawayama Haruno is already prepared to send his written manuscript to the email address of Kodansha's online editor.

In order to reduce trouble as much as possible, the title of the book remains unchanged as "Norwegian Wood".

He has lived in this world for more than just one or two years. It is very certain that this is a completely parallel world. Even if Haruki Murakami really exists in this world, it is unlikely that he is working as a novelist. Therefore, there is no need to worry too much about the title of the book.

The only thing that gives me a bit of a headache is probably the pen name?

"Salmon Maru, what pen name do you think would be better for me?"

Sawayama Haruno scratched the cute kitten on his lap and muttered to himself, "Although many real-life authors use their real names, it's true. It would be socially unacceptable if someone recognized you by your real name, right?"

"Meow~"

Salmon Ball yawned lazily.

It didn't seem to care about Zeshan Haruno's troubles, but just enjoyed the comfortable massage from its male owner.

"pen name."

Sawayama Haruno lowered his head and thought for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to use his real name and choose a name that was similar but difficult to associate with it.

His name is Zeshan Haruno, but Zeshan here is pronounced as Wushan, which is Kiriyama.

Just use Wushan as your surname and add a random name at the end.

Sawayama Haruno thought about it and finally decided to use "Kiyama Fuyumi" as his temporary pen name.

Although it sounds as strange as my real name.

He complained in his mind, but still added it to the document to be sent.

What follows is nothing more than explaining some boring things like creative concepts.

Although the editor might not care much about this kind of stuff, Sawayama Haruno felt that he should still put a little effort into making it up. He couldn't just say bluntly "I just want to be famous" or "I just want to make a lot of money", right?

If I express this idea to others, I'm afraid I'll be ridiculed. You have to know that the chain of contempt in the island country's literary world is not light at all, especially in this place where admiration for the strong has been magnified to the extreme, and the culture of writers looking down on each other has become a somewhat distorted one.

Even if you write better than others, if you don't have enough experience in the literary world, you won't have much say.

“It’s really troublesome”

Sawayama Haruno tapped the keyboard lightly, and in just two or three strokes he finished writing all the empty words about his ideas, and then sent it to the submission email address that Kodansha had made public on the Internet.

Get it done.

The next step is to wait patiently for a reply, but I don’t know if I can get a reply within a week.

Sawayama Haruno stretched out, and the salmon ball lying on his thighs was also in good shape.

The voice of its real owner came from outside the door. It seemed that it was Maki Miyazawa who was calling it to come over and take a bath quickly.

Haruno Sawayama grabbed it by the scruff of the neck and sent it back to the "bathroom hell".

I have already washed myself very clean, and this stinky cat dares to come and stick to me without taking a bath?

Sawayama Haruno shook his head and sat back in front of the computer to work on his studies.

Time passes quickly and silently.

The next day.

Go to school, attend classes, eat, attend classes, and attend classes as usual.

Finally, it was time for the last class to end.

Because the last class was so boring, Sawayama Haruno was already daydreaming in the second half of the class.

On the contrary, Mine Shiori on the side was listening very seriously, which made Sawayama Haruno very puzzled.

He was clearly concentrating on other things during the water class before, but now he is so serious again.

After seeing the teacher standing at the front announce the end of get out of class, he thought for a moment and took the initiative to say, "Shiori, is it almost time to leave?"

"Ah."

Mine Shiori had just picked up the book and blinked subconsciously after hearing what Sawayama Haruno said.

She tapped the book twice on the table and said slowly, "It seems that there is still some time before Suguha appears, but it is okay to go there early now."

"Let's go then."

Sawayama Haruno yawned and said lazily, "I'm the only one here, so I'd better go there early so I can have a look. This is my first time to see a martial arts hall."

"Really? I did go to the Budokan once when I was in high school."

Mine Shiori smiled faintly and said, "There were two other people in the school's history who performed at the Budokan at that time."

“My school seems to have one, but I don’t remember it very well.”

Sawayama Haruno stuffed the books into his bag carelessly and replied casually.

In the island nation, a martial arts hall basically represents the pinnacle of "talent," although there is also the pinnacle of baseball called "Koshien" and the pinnacle of kendo called "Butokuden."

But if we have to choose a "talent sanctuary" that most people recognize, it would undoubtedly be the Budokan.

"Really? If the system had appeared a few years earlier, maybe I could have gone to the Budokan," Sawayama Haruno thought.

The reward he received, "Skill Improvement", is the best helper for this development path.

The only pity is that there is a prerequisite for triggering "skill improvement", that is, the skill must be mastered by oneself in order to be improved.

Although he learns things quickly, it is unrealistic for him to participate in any competitions at his current age. The attention paid to adult competitions is definitely not as high as that of high school competitions, unless it is chess events.

Forget it, forget it, let’s just focus on being a plagiarist.

Unless you can win a championship in a competition like the Budokan, you will still not be able to compare to a great writer who can write literature.

Even if you win the championship, you may not be able to beat them.

The Japanese are very devoted to literature.

With this thought in mind, Sawayama Haruno followed Mine Shiori nonchalantly, and the two took the train towards Chiyoda Ward.

Chapter 103 Various JK Girls

Tokyo Budokan is located in Kitanomaru Park, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.

It was originally built to host the 1964 Tokyo Olympics, but later became the so-called "pinnacle of talent."

Although the status of the Budokan is very important both in its current status and in historical significance, in fact the Budokan seems a little less grand due to its "age problem".

At least that's what Sawayama Haruno thought.

“It feels a little smaller than I imagined.”

After entering the inner field, he couldn't help but look around and whispered to Mine Shiori beside him.

This is not just a little small, it is much smaller than I imagined.

Although we already knew that a martial arts hall that could accommodate more than 10,000 people would not be that big, it was only after we actually arrived that we realized how simple it was.

How should I put it? It feels like only after you actually get there will you realize that this place is just like that. Maybe only people who have a special obsession with honor will find this place sacred.

Zeshan Haruno felt that it should at least be expanded to create a venue that could accommodate about 50,000 to 60,000 people?

"Is this still young?"

After hearing what he said, Mine Shiori was obviously a little puzzled.

She explained in a low voice: "Generally speaking, the use period of the martial arts hall is strictly scheduled, and apart from concerts, most events are not open to the public. This area is more than enough."

"All right."

Sawayama Haruno stroked his chin and said with a smile: "If you put it that way, it does seem to make some sense."

"So, where should we go?"

As he spoke, his gaze turned to the center of the field below.

There were already quite a few people gathered there, but it seemed that the competition had not started yet, but rather a session of communication with each other.

Perhaps only the venue in the entire hall seemed lively. There were not many people like him and Mine Shiori, who entered the audience seats through the audience passage after entering the ticket gate.

"Can you find a seat closer to the front?"

Mine Shiori's gaze swept back and forth across the scene more than once, and there was an inexplicable look of longing in the petite girl's pupils.

She pointed to another passage not far away and explained patiently, "There should be quite a few people who haven't left yet, and I haven't seen where Suguha is."

"The people below are from other high schools, right?"

Sawayama Haruno looked around, found a random seat and sat down. He smiled and said, "You don't look very old."

This is the truth. Most of the people standing in the center of the venue are young people.

The only surprising thing is that there are quite a few girls.

But it makes sense, as Suguha Ezaki must have participated in a women's kendo competition, and her opponents must have been all kinds of JK girls with superb skills.