Another World Bookstore in Yokohama

Chapter 58

Ayatsuji pedestrians and Edogawa ran side by side on the road.

The girl's house had already been visited before, and the staff inside the museum didn't need to appease and reason. It seemed that the old man had already done a good job.

What they have to do is to minimize the social discussion of this soon-to-be hot news event.

First of all, the news inside the museum must be blocked. Part of it here was helped by Kyogoku Natsuhiko, but the external wind is difficult to predict and control, and more meticulous work is needed.

For Ayatsuji pedestrians, although these are a bit cumbersome, they are not troublesome.

So is Edogawa Ranpo.

Use some means to get the media to help with things, and use other out-of-the-box, attention-grabbing, and contradictions that are the main concern of the society to divert people's attention.Then they used some flexible actions to greatly reduce the hostility towards this matter from the surrounding neighborhood, including most people in Yokohama. One of the things they did was to use the port mafia as a shield.

"Doing bad things is really frightening, like walking on thin ice." Edogawa Ranpo said.

"This is not a bad thing. On the contrary, if we hadn't done these things and allowed the news to spread wildly, there must be some embarrassing people who got in the way."

"for example?"

"To provoke conflicts between people with supernatural powers and ordinary people."

"Oh ah!"

"what happened?"

"I thought of someone." Edogawa ranpo looked over.

"It's not a human, it's a mouse."

"...You really mean him."

"That's right." Ayatsuji Xingren took it for granted.

"It's not good to say bad things about others behind their backs." Edogawa Ranpo first retorted directly without thinking, and then realized that it made sense, "No, it's not bad words."

"Well, it's true."

In the Armed Detective Agency, Osamu Dazai was lying on the back of the chair, exhaling a long breath.

"Hey, Tanizaki-kun~"

"I was preached by former students—"

"Well, it doesn't seem to be a preaching, it's just a request... But with the addition of Akutagawa-kun's tone, it seems like a threat and an order-ahh, how annoying..."

"Dazai, sir! Okay, first... loosen the tape on my hands, please? Hiss—" Tanizaki Junichiro sat on the chair, writhing uncomfortably.

Osamu Dazai walked in gradually, with a beautiful smile on his face.

"It's itchy, Dazai-san! What do you want to do again!"

"No, don't, don't come near me ahhhhhhh—"

...

After a lot of fuss, Tanizaki Junichiro felt that his whole body was exhausted, the tape was still not untied, and she was lying on the ground.

A wisp of "dead soul" floats in the air~

Osamu Dazai squatted beside the man, smiled sinisterly, and suddenly said, "Tanizaki-kun, didn't you just want to know who you hurt at that time?"

Junichiro Tanizaki lay on his stomach absent-mindedly, words overflowed from his mouth: "I, now... have...don't want to,"

"No, you want to know." Osamu Dazai interrupted.

"The person you hurt is Naomi-chan, your dear sister."

"I thought I wouldn't be hurt by you, so I used my body to protect everyone, but I didn't expect—"

"Wow, what's wrong with Tanizaki-kun! His body is so stiff and motionless," Dazai Osamu leaned over and pressed his face to the ground, looking at Junichiro Tanizaki's expression next to him, "The eyes are still so wide..."

Standing up and sighing, Osamu Dazai waved his hand, "But I didn't see it with my own eyes, after all, I wasn't there at the time, and what I knew was only Atsushi's retelling, and I'm retelling it to you."

"If you really want to know, you'd better ask someone else yourself, or check the surveillance video, but it's the same anyway."

After Osamu Dazai finished speaking, the scene instantly became very quiet.

He retreated to his seat, picked up a thick book on the table, flipped to the place where the bookmark was placed, and continued to read.

"Crime and Punishment" from Fyodor

Tanizaki Junichiro, who stayed in place, did not move at first, then slowly sat up in a kneeling position, because it was difficult for him to stand up because his hands were tied.

How could I, how could I do such a thing——

...

"sorry...."

"Punishment, yes, punishment or something, please give me more punishment!"

"Kill, kill me! Let me atone for my sins! Junichiro Tanizaki who hurt his sister deserves death, Dazai-san! Kill me!"

"Or undo all the tape that's in the way and let me—"

"Naomi..."

Regardless of Junichiro Tanizaki's yelling, Osamu Dazai continued to read the book with earplugs on.

He intends to wait until 05:30 to get out.

"Let's go find the boss, it's rare that Akutagawa-kun asked like that—"

**

After walking to several places, the other party took the first step. The rest of the detective agency sighed and decided to disband automatically.

It happened to be five o'clock.

【"The other party is also a smart person. He has been fighting against a murder detective all day and he can still be alive and kicking for so long. If you don't catch or find someone, you don't have to blame yourself. Relax."】

Osamu Dazai said at that time.

And now I can only use this as an excuse...

"Oh..." Sighing, Kunikida Doppo took the other four people to the restaurant for dinner, which was also to appease Tanizaki Naomi who was still in a daze.

And Atsushi Nakajima said he was going to study in the bookstore and left first.

...

Walking on the road, the boy clutched his chest and sighed, counting the things that happened today with his fingers.

"I hope that more people will know about the museum today, and it will be easier for more people to find it."

Atsushi Nakajima thought simply.

Little do they know that Ayatsuji pedestrians and Edogawa Ranpo are working hard to minimize the spread of this matter, and even Dazai Osamu has done some tricks in unknown places.

"I don't know what to learn today..." the boy thought expectantly.

Yesterday was still the daily way of drawing breath into the body, but I also learned some weird little skills, especially the Chinese class, the majestic brushwork that he had never seen before, no matter how many times he admired and observed it, he could never imitate it I can only sigh at the magnificence of the handwriting at the end.

There are still some paintings, those Fu, and those poems, and those seals...

There are so many kinds, none of which make him want to watch it thousands of times, make him feel moved, and make him happy.

--Arrived.

Atsushi Nakajima stood in front of the bookstore, opening the door skillfully habitually.

"squeak--"

"!" The boy's eyes widened in surprise.

Surprised by the sound.

Because this sound is exactly the same as, in that space, the sound of opening the door when he entered the study!

Why did it become this voice?Obviously the door is still the glass door...

"Ah, is it Don-kun?"

The boss's voice came from inside the bookstore, and Atsushi Nakajima came back to his senses and walked in quickly.

Looking around and walking to the front desk, seeing the boss showing a confused look, Atsushi Nakajima said, "Today, I feel a little different."

Lin Yuan smiled, "That's right, there's a sea of ​​flowers outside, of course it's different."

Atsushi Nakajima pursed his lips.

"Did that sir do it?"

"This, do I still need to ask?"

"Uh...."

"Then the sound of the door opening..."

"Like it, right?"

Atsushi Nakajima opened his eyes wide, "How do you..." knew what he was thinking.

"Don't think too much, it's you who put all your words on your face."

The boy bowed his head.

"Hahaha, do you think you can't tell if you don't show your face?" Lin Yu'an covered his mouth, his eyes were full of smiles, "Even the back of the head and Tianling Gai have a story~"

"Sir—" Atsushi Nakajima sighed, his voice drawn out.

The boss snorted and coughed twice, waved his hands and said, "That's the voice."

"If you want to know more, just ask Xuan Yin, it's not convenient to say it here."

"okay......"

After listening to Lin Yuan's words, Atsushi Nakajima took a step back, then turned around honestly and trot towards the second floor.

It seems that there is nothing to ask.

I don't know what Mr. Xuan Yin will tell him later.

**

Not long after, Gide walked up to the boss and handed over the manuscript.

"Finished?"

"Yeah." Gide nodded.

"Would you like to polish it up?"

"No, more and more changes will be made at that time."

"Alright."

"Have you written your pen name?"

"I did, Durval."

"it is good."

Stuffing the paper handed over by the man into a large sealed document bag and tied it with a thin belt, Lin Yuan clapped his hands, and the brown bag in front of him disappeared immediately.

Then he snapped his fingers.

"Okay!" Lin Yuan stood up and said with a smile.

"So fast?" Gide was a little surprised.

"Well, it has been sent to a publishing house in Paris. It goes through the normal process, but yours will be seen first."

"In terms of time, while we're talking, they're looking at your manuscript." Lin Yu'an said.

"Oh...."

"You're not scared, are you? It was my usual work just now." The man said with a smile.

"To be honest, it's a little bit. But just now, I seemed a little cold."

Lin Yuan blinked: "Then let's be each other~"

Gide smiled: "Well, each other."

**

the other side of the continent.

In a publishing house in Paris, France.

Victor Hugo was sitting on his desk, with a yellow file bag on the corner of the desk, holding a few pieces of paper in his hands, his eyes widened.

"Dulval..." He said the name silently in his mouth.

"It's unbelievable, unbelievable, and it's still a new entry that has never been seen before."

"This literary world, which has not been infused with fresh blood for a long time, finally—"

The man stood up, and the chair was pulled back, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Mr. Victor?"

Others in the room looked over.

They had been listening to the man whispering something from just now.

"Esmeralda!"

"Sir, what's the matter?" A woman emerged from the crowd.

"Find the author's contact information and expedite publication!"

"Mr. Victor, this is not in line with the procedure." A boy stood up.

"Little Dumas, sit down, this is not the place for you to talk."

One sentence blocked the boy's words.

"Bandit logic!"

The boy who had just stood up was anxious, and seemed to want to argue with him, but was pulled to sit down by the person next to him, and he could only sit down honestly with a red face.

"I'll tell my father when I get back..." the young boy said sullenly.

Dantès next to him laughed and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Dumas can laugh at you."

"Don't talk too, I don't care when Victor lectures you."

"Don't, this is too bad."

"No, it's not bad. I hate the things you did before. This time is just the beginning. Just wait and see!"

"You're just a naive kid, no wonder they call you Dumas."

"It's about the name, you're changing the subject. And I'm called that because my father has the same name, it's just for distinction."

Success was diverted from the subject.

"So you are going to blame Mr. Dumas?" Dantès drew his voice.

"You man! When did I mean that? Damn it, I thought you were a gentleman before!"

"Okay, okay, this is a way of debating. I'm teaching you how to quarrel in a friendly way, and use clever combinations of words to easily smoke the other side's head."

"are you talking about me!?"

"No, it's you who are checking in."

"Okay, just wait, Victor will definitely give you a good meal."

Alexander sat, looking forward to Victor Hugo's lecture to Dantès.Or he would have to take himself by the way, but he didn't care anymore, his indignation towards Dantès had surpassed the depression of being scolded.

However, the lecture did not come, and Dumas and Dantès only saw the man leave the room in a hurry, and then Esmeralda, who was his assistant, followed him out of the room.

The two who had not been preached looked at each other strangely, extremely confused.

"Victor, is this a sex change?" Dantès blinked and said.

He really thought he was going to be scolded just now, so he spoke provocatively like that.

Now that I think about it, I feel a little ashamed, why did he quarrel with a kid like that.

"Ah, what kind of expression do you have—!"

Called back to his senses by Alexander, he saw the boy on the other side blushing and yelling, "Are you thinking that you shouldn't be so fussy with me, a brat?"

"Please, although you are nearly ten years older than me, you are not a mature adult at all from your arrogant appearance just now." The boy continued.Victor didn't teach Dantès, but he was very angry, he wanted to bring himself back!

Dantès waved his hands and shrugged his shoulders, obviously expressing helplessness, but from this point of view, it was completely annoying.

"What do you mean?"

"I think we should go out and have a look. Mr. Victor should be there, and Mr. Dumas should be coming soon." Dantès laughed.

It's time to change the subject~~

Dumas fils snorted: "Ah, father's supernatural ability is really useful—" Then he also obediently walked out of the room together.

"It's natural~"

***

"Hey, Mr. Lin, do you think reading is interesting?" Osamu Dazai said lazily while lying on the bar counter.

He just walked around the bookstore, and picked out a few books that he was interested in, and now he just put the books on the bar where he didn't get in the way.

When he first entered the bookstore, he watched Lin Yu'an quietly flipping through the books, and the customers who kept moving around didn't disturb this handsome reading beauty. He just consciously kept quiet and bought books through the bookstore's automatic sales program and left.

Osamu Dazai is not without worries. If the boss gets angry, he will probably torment him for a while, exhausting him and causing him a nervous breakdown. But for Akutagawa's request and his own bright future, he has to fight!

Build a good relationship with the boss!Doesn't seem to mean that?

Impress your boss!Yep.

Then first of all, it is the personality.

According to the boss's preferences (to other people) -

He loves to read, has insights into books, writes well, is knowledgeable (in terms of literature), knows how to cook, and spends his money in the right place......

Dazai sighed.

He feels good about reading, but he is not very fond of it; there are opinions and so on, he hasn’t read a few books, and he can’t talk about any opinions; Tested his face; then knowledgeable?He is very knowledgeable and talented, but in certain aspects that cannot be described in detail; if he cooks, he will be blown away with a slap if he takes out that black thing. yes, but,

Osamu Dazai squeezed the black card in his hand.

Mr. Mori's quota is running low——

That's right, he is still using that Mr. Sen's card!I kept swiping and swiping, and successfully almost maxed out the nearly [-] million card, and now there are less than [-] Japanese left.

Not even one of his crab feasts was enough.

Not to mention spending money on the boss.

However, he still has a way--

"Interesting." This is what the boss replied to him.

Dazai smiled slightly.

And this laughter, which seemed a bit annoying at the scene, successfully attracted the boss's attention.

"Has Mr. Lin ever written a book?" He asked.

Lin Yuan nodded.

"so?"

"I want to take a look, and improve my writing skills by the way, or something~"

"Can you?" Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes.

"Of course, but,"

"Didn't Mr. Nakajima give you a book before? Didn't you read it before reading it?" Lin Yuan said.

"How do you know!" Osamu Dazai jumped back exaggeratedly, as if he was startled by this.

He also read "Story" over there, but it was only a few pages.It's not like fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, it's just that time is too tight, and he hasn't had time to watch it yet.

But now he doesn't want to mention this, he just said: "But I just think that I can't just read the instruction book."

Lin Yuan replied: "Then you can also read what Nakajima wrote. Although he has just started, he has already had a lot of training. The articles and Fu are also remarkable."

"Did Dun Jun write the article!" He really didn't know.

"Ah."

"That's still..." I really don't know at all.

"Aren't you his senior and teacher, don't you know?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

He didn't know that he was really sorry——

Also, what should he say?

——Dun Jun~ So love will disappear, right?

Is it similar to this?

...

"Well, well, you don't have to put on such a show."

"It's okay to be honest, but I think you might be cuter like that."

The boss's words interrupted Dazai Osamu's thinking, Dazai Osamu blinked and stared blankly at the long-haired man in front of him who was smiling helplessly.

"Really?"

Also, do you know this person again, and know his thoughts again.

Lin Yuan nodded, "But it's not the kind of frankness that is purely pouring black mud. After all, no one likes being treated as a trash can."

"That,"

What is going on, he also knows what he said...

"Sincere and frank, frank disposition is good." The boss added.

Dazai pursed his lips and lowered his head.

It seems that I understand something in my heart, but it seems that I don't understand.

"I see," he said.

The author has something to say: I am so long!

It's all private in France.

Victor Hugo (36 years old), Dumas Jr. (14 years old), Alexandre Dumas (36 years old who did not play) [both names are Alexander Dumas, here their ages, three times the age difference is like this (three people) 】

Esmeralda is the heroine in "Notre Dame de Paris" (Victor Hugo), and Dantès is the heroine in "The Count of Monte Cristo" ( Dumas).

Victor here is working in his spare time (publishing house), his main business is supernatural combat, and so are the others.

Dumas fils here is still young and his personality is not very mature, but sometimes he thinks about some profound problems.

This is the turning point of the relationship between Osamu Dazai and the boss. I will skip the operations Dazai made in the middle (because there are too many) and jump directly to the stage where the relationship is OK, so the interaction between the boss and Osamu Dazai will basically not appear in many chapters later up.

Then when it's time to re-interact, babies, don't say it's too abrupt.

*感谢在2020-10-1709:46:08~2020-10-1811:03:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Wei Lian 6 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!