Tokyo: I took in a homeless girl

Just by standing outside and taking a look, Sawayama Haruno roughly judged that this should be a common consumption scene for the internal staff of Otowa Town.

Like in the past, big companies would also plan to build a street similar to an ecological park outside the company, with many shops selling peripheral products, high-end bakeries, and coffee shops. Obviously, Otowa Town is such a place.

No matter what, I finally got here.

Standing at the door of the coffee shop, Sawayama Haruno took a deep breath before slowly pushing the door open and entering.

A wind chime was hung on the upper left corner of the cafe's door, and as the door opened, it swayed gently, producing a pleasant and crisp sound.

There weren't many customers in the cafe, only a few. Two of them were standing at the front desk queuing up to get their coffee. They looked like employees nearby who came to pack their coffee and take it back to their workstations to drink.

Sawayama Haruno no longer paid attention to the person at the front desk. His eyes swept across other areas of the cafe and soon noticed a woman wearing an OL uniform sitting by the window.

With his excellent eyesight, he noticed the name tag on the other person's body, which said editor and the other person's name.

"Morikawa Riho."

Sawayama Haruno repeated the other person's name silently in his mind.

After confirming that this was the editor he had an appointment with, he walked towards the seat in front of Morikawa Riho without hesitation.

Only when you get closer can you see that the other person has relatively dangerous hair.

The reason why it is relatively dangerous is that although the bangs are combed to both sides, the hairstyle at the back, which should have been a bun, is styled into a fishtail braid princess hairstyle.

She looks a bit playful from a distance, but when you stand closer, she has an inexplicable dignity, very much like an urban beauty who is mature in every aspect. Especially when you notice the capital in front of her, it will shock people from the bottom of their hearts.

That's not unusually large.

This was probably the largest model that Haruno Sawayama had ever seen in real life in his two lifetimes.

So much so that his steps paused noticeably.

"Ok?"

Morikawa Riho quickly noticed the handsome young man approaching. She was stunned for a moment after looking up, and then asked hesitantly, "Is it Mr. Kiriyama Fuyumi?"

"Yes, hello, Editor Morikawa."

After reacting, Sawayama Haruno immediately retracted his gaze and stopped looking around.

"I'm Kiriyama, I just chatted with you on LINE."

"Sorry, I'm rude."

After hearing Sawayama Haruno's admission, Morikawa Riho finally came to her senses.

She immediately stood up and greeted him warmly, "Teacher Kiriyama, please take a seat."

"You're welcome"

Sawayama Haruno sat opposite her, and couldn't help muttering in his heart why the other person looked more surprised than himself.

Doesn’t my appearance resemble those of writers who are able to write substantial literature?

Hmm. It's possible.

After all, I look too young, so it's not hard to explain why the other person was dazed.

It is no longer the 1980s or 1990s. In this era, it is almost impossible to make a name for yourself in the field of literature without a certain amount of experience and age accumulation.

Even if it were the island country in his previous life, most of the works published in the field of physical literature after the 21st century were suspense works, and there were quite a few of these works that were rubbish.

That’s right, I’m talking about that kid Keigo Higashino.

"Teacher Kiriyama, you are much younger than I thought."

While Sawayama Haruno was still complaining in his heart, Morikawa Riho blinked and asked tentatively: "May I ask, is Norwegian Wood really completed by you alone?"

“Well, I wrote it alone.”

"But, Mr. Kiriyama doesn't look like he's even 1960 years old, right?" Morikawa Riho asked, as if he was hesitant to speak. "The time in Norwegian Wood seems to be around ."

"In the past, I heard my grandfather talk about some of the past 60 years, and the plot of the book was also adapted from the stories that the old man experienced."

Sawayama Haruno's answer was flawless.

He had already imagined that he would encounter such a problem when he was on his way here.

There is no way. "Norwegian Wood" was published in the 80s, but the story in the book is set in the 60s. If the book is not written with a strong sense of the era, it will never be successful.

But if the atmosphere of the era is too strong, it will seem strange in front of people who know the subject.

After all, he is now a real post-00s, nearly 60 years away from the 40s. How could he write about the flavor of that era so well?

Chapter 123 Please Please [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Ayano Yui sat weakly on the toilet lid, staring at the bathroom ceiling in a daze.

It wasn't like she was in a daze, at least her hands were busy.

But this did not affect her, she recalled her childhood experiences with her brother in her mind.

"Hmm."

She let out a sigh that was somewhere between regret and satisfaction.

Every time she thought back to her childhood, her body felt a little uncomfortable.

Well, of course it’s not that a lot of ambiguous things happened when I was a child.

But Sawayama Haruno, who is more mature than her peers, can always perfectly play any role she needs to play.

Although she calls him brother from time to time now, when she was young, Ayano Yui even called him younger brother for a while out of unwillingness.

If you think about it carefully, it’s quite interesting.

Because during that period, although Sawayama Haruno was already very mature mentally, he was still willing to play the role of a younger brother for her.

A younger brother who is more mature than his sister? Now the perfect older brother?

A childhood sweetheart that makes you unable to stop, a relative through family ties, someone who is like a father, someone who is like a mother, someone who is like a grandfather, someone who is like a master.

Ayano Yui wondered if she was thinking too much.

Sawayama Haruno is indeed very good to her and has played many roles that she needs, but this is too much to imagine. It’s not like she really doesn’t have relatives in this regard.

Well. But it turns out that Sawayama Haruno is more special to her. She can't let him go.

"Haruno."

She took out the ball of clothes and muttered to herself.

Sawayama Haruno, who was two doors away from her, was destined not to hear this call.

It was as if there were two girls between the other person and her now, two girls who looked exactly the same and had the same surname.

Ayano Yui thought for a while, then looked down and saw that the floor was covered with "traces" that she had made at some unknown time.

I forgot whether it was caused when I created the feeling of suffocation or when I blocked my mouth.

But it doesn’t matter, I did it myself anyway.

"I really want to show you what I look like right now, brother."

Ayano Yui licked her lips and murmured.

I have a desire to tear off the label of the well-behaved cousin on myself, and a desire to destroy the obedient image that I originally had in the other person's mind.

Do you want the other person to look at you in disbelief, saying that Wei would actually do such a thing?

She had an urgent desire to expose herself in front of Sawayama Haruno.

But she also knew that this was impossible.

Because by then, Sawayama Haruno will definitely cut off all ties between the two with one knife.

Just like he told me yesterday, I agreed to my ex's breakup request without hesitation.

The other person is such a decisive person, probably because he has always believed that falling in love with him is not allowed.

"We actually have nothing to do with each other."

Ayano Yui stared at the water stains on the ground, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Obviously, there is no relationship at all, it's just a simple family relationship.

Judging from this level of relationship, even if they get married, wouldn't it be a closer relationship?

What does it matter?

He clearly called that girl named Miyazawa Maki his cousin, didn't he?

Is it true that my cousin in the city is better than my cousin in the countryside?

Ayano Yui didn't know, she just felt an infinite feeling of boredom in her heart.

Huh. Sage mode in disguise? Feeling sorry for all the outrageous actions he'd just committed?

Ayano Yui was lost in thought, but perhaps what she feared would come true, as a voice suddenly came from outside the bathroom door.

"Wei, are you in the bathroom?"

Sawayama Haruno knocked on the door outside and asked casually, "Wei?"

".Ah, I'm here."

Ayano Yui opened her mouth, a slightly morbid smile appeared on her face, and she said slowly: "Yes, I'm in there."

She slowly stood up and looked at the door handle.

You want to expose yourself, don't you? Go over and open the door now. With Haruno's intelligence, he will soon find out what you have done.

Open it, open the door.

Let the other person know that the guy who has always been treated as a sister is actually doing this kind of thing with her clothes.

Ayano Yui wants the other party to know.

Want to destroy yourself.

Outside the restroom.

After hearing the other party's response, Sawayama Haruno quickly looked away.

It turns out that the other party hasn't left yet.

After typing for a while, he remembered that the clothes seemed to be almost finished.

When I came out, I didn't see Ayano Yui. I thought she went back to the next room, but I didn't expect her to be in the bathroom.

Really, the other person’s home is less than ten seconds away from here, why does he have to go to the bathroom here?

"I can only hang the clothes later."

He rubbed his eyebrows, feeling inexplicably tired for some reason.

I have obviously gained "physical enhancement", so this shouldn't happen again.

Could it be that I have been too focused on typing these days, resulting in overusing my brain?

It seems that this is possible. The brain and physical fitness seem to have no connection.

After all, some people have good physique but poor brain ability; some people have good brain but are slightly inferior in physical aspect.

If you want to improve in this area, you'll probably have to wait until Mine Shiori's mission is completed.

I have been busy with my own affairs and Maki these days, and have not had time to take the time to resolve the knot in Shiori Mine's heart.

However, he felt that after finishing writing "Norwegian Wood", he might find an opportunity to completely end the matter of Mine Shiori.

That day isn't far away.

After thinking about it, Zeshan Haruno decided to make himself a cup of milk first. Just as he turned around and left for a while, the bathroom door behind him was suddenly opened.

"Yeah, Wei."

He looked over subconsciously, and saw the girl who had already undone her pigtail.

I don't know what the other person did. His face looked inexplicably lazy and flushed. He was biting his lips and looking back at me.

"what happened?"

"No." Ayano Yui raised the corners of her mouth a little and chuckled, "I was just going to the bathroom and was startled by my brother's sudden words. I almost got myself wet."

"You keep saying these nonsense things all day long. Be careful that no boy will be interested in you in the future."