Another World Bookstore in Yokohama

"Write?" Lin Yuan wiped the picture he was drawing with an eraser.

You can't read all the time, or you will get tired of it.Occasionally, I want to find some other leisure and hobbies like this.

Drawing is a great hobby.

Now that the dusk was about to pass, Nakajima Atsushi looked at the boss who was sitting at the door and drew the surrounding neighbors when he walked out of the bookstore.

"Is the boss drawing?" Atsushi Nakajima stood behind Lin Yuan, looking at the book on which he was writing.

gorgeous.

When learning Chinese and the Six Arts in the space, the boss's literary paintings are also an important part of it, and of course Mr. Xuan Yin is also.

They are all, no matter what aspect they are, they are very brilliant.

Lin Yuan nodded, put down the pen in his hand, and turned his head to look at Atsushi Nakajima: "What's the matter?"

"Ah, that's right... a senior in our detective agency wrote..."

"So?" This is what to express.

Atsushi Nakajima scratched his head, "I just want to ask if there are any good writing guides... Now Mr. Ayatsuji is gone."

"That's it," the boss lowered his head and thought for a while in understanding, then slightly closed the fingers of his right hand, stretched out his index finger and circled around.

A few books suddenly appeared in the air, floating in the man's hand.

["Story" Robert McKee]

["A Little Red Writing Book" by Budden Royle]

["72 Writing Lessons" by Ye Shengtao and Xia Mianzun]

[20 Classic Plots by Ronald B. Tobias]

["Writing Ci Lin" edited by Yuan Mingguang, Du Fenjia, and Peng Huizi]

["The Skeleton" by Katie Wieland]

"many......."

Looking at these books, Atsushi Nakajima's eyes circled in a daze, and he really didn't know which one to choose——

Atsushi Nakajima: Feeling at a loss about the choice...

"Just this one!" Nakajima Atsushi opened his eyes and took a copy with his eyes closed.

【"story"】

"It's a very good book," Lin Yu'an said, taking all the other books back to space, "But, you still have to do it yourself, read more, write more, think more, otherwise, no matter how many guide books you read, it won't help."

"That's it..." Nakajima Atsushi echoed in understanding, and then asked as if remembering: "By the way, after finishing writing, where are you going to submit it? I'm not too sure about this..."

Lin Yuan glanced at the boy next to him who lowered his head and looked confused, "Just vote for your publishing house."

"and also,"

"Huh?" Atsushi Nakajima looked up, and was stunned for a moment after meeting the smiling eyes.

He heard the boss say: "If you want to write, you can write it, and if you want to publish it, you can publish it. You don't need to find any seniors in the agency as an excuse."

Atsushi Nakajima pursed his lips, "..."

"But even if your current literary level is higher, you can still read that book," Lin Yuan said, "after all, it is different from Fu."

"How do you know?" I thought.

"Xuan Yin will tell me." Lin Yu'an said, smiling at the boy who still didn't understand.

"See if it's all written on your face."

So you can see it.

.......

"Damn."

After the boy left, Xuan Yin walked out of the store and sat down on a stool next to the boss.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yu'an asked.

"That stinky brat didn't tell me there, but he told you after he went out."

"It's a failure to be a teacher, stupid tiger."

"you!"

The man who was painting didn't respond. He was painting seriously on the surface, but he was actually holding back his laughter.

"Tch..." Xuan Yin was annoyed, but he didn't bother Lin Yu'an who was concentrating on painting, and then brought up another matter that would not make each other jump.

"How is the pharmacy doing?"

Putting the original drawing with a pencil aside, Lin Yuan conjured up an easel and put the painting on it, "It is estimated that the business will be opened in 10 minutes."

"I didn't mean that."

"I know, I have already replaced the elixir about life and death."

"That's good...."

Lin Yuan was a little strange, "So why?"

"Why don't you sell those? Not before?"

Xuan Yin explained impatiently: "Aren't there only five worlds selling pills before? Three of them have the same origin as our world, and the other two also have ghosts and gods, or ghosts and gods are well known."

"That's it..." Lin Yu'an dipped a color with a watercolor pen and daubed it on the canvas.

"But it was sold before?"

"Don't worry about it, nothing serious will happen."

"Oh....."

The air was quiet again.

Xuan Yin looked at the opposite street scene, was speechless for a long time, and finally stood up.

"Where to?"

"Just hang around," said the dark-haired man, "by the way,"

"By the way?" Lin Yuan looked up.

Xuan Yin raised the corners of his lips, "Let's see if I can bump into your new friend."

After speaking, the man left.

Lin Yu'an looked back at the unfinished semi-finished product on the canvas, stayed there for a while, and then smiled a few times when he came back to his senses, picked up a large brush and dipped it in light yellow paint, and daubed a few strokes on the canvas.

Then I sat a little further away and looked at my paintings, and after confirming that it was okay, I moved the easel back to the bookstore and placed it next to the green plant opposite the front desk at the entrance.

Go behind the reception desk and pick up the communication bracelet.

.....

Lin Yuan held a thin letter in his hand, looked at the brown envelope for a while, and then put the letter in the drawer at the front desk.

...

Another message.

【Akutagawa Ryunosuke:】

【I don’t know if you can let me know about the situation of my student, Dazai Osamu in your place? 】

[If possible, I would be very grateful. 】

***

"Dad?" The girl stared blankly at the man in front of her.

Francis fell to his knees and hugged the girl's neck tightly, tears streaming down his face.

"Dad," the girl tilted her head to look at the nape of the man's neck, "areyoudead, too" (are you dead too?)

"No, no, no." The man said with a choked voice, he took a long time to recover, backed up and looked at the girl, with a forced smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'malive, and you are not dead." (I'm still alive, and you are not dead.)

"b...but"

Regardless of the words, Francis stood up, took the girl's hand,

"Allright, let's go see your mom." (Okay, let's go see your mom.)

What a beautiful scene when father and daughter reunite.Alcott watched from behind the door and was moved to tears.

She remembered seeing one before.

The "Little Women" bought in the bookstore

Regardless of the premise, the reunion itself is a beautiful thing.

Next time I see the boss's wife, their family will be reunited, and the wife's illness may be cured.

"Are you finished?" Reminded by Francis who just walked to the door, Alcott's right hand, which was holding a handkerchief to wipe his tears, froze in the air.

"..." Alcott squatted on the ground listlessly.

To be honest, she wanted to take back the bet she made with Poe before, but if she said it, she was just pouring water, and she couldn't take it back anyway, and now the competition has started.

Reasoning, isn't this embarrassing! ?

"Jacqueline!" (private)

Suddenly Francis shouted from behind.

Luisa regained her senses, and saw the girl who had gone out with Francis just now standing in front of her.

And because squatting down is relatively low, so he was patted on the head.

Eyes widened in astonishment, Alcott was not angry, she knew what the girl meant.

This person is comforting her.

"eon! (Come on)"

Then the girl trotted to Francis' side, didn't take the man's hand, but just walked ahead on her own.

"Thepceistairport, right," the girl said with her head sideways. (The next location is the airport, right?)

Francis' pupils shrank slightly, and at the moment when he wanted to ask why, he met the girl's slightly exposed eyes, which were colorful and dazzling.

There, there is light.

He showed a gentle smile, and only agreed, "yes."

Seltan, did you see that?

Our daughter has grown up.

Where we can't see.

**

"Ranbu, hurry up."

In the morning, Fukuzawa Yukichi stood at the door of the dessert shop, waiting helplessly for Edogawa Ranpo to buy small cakes.

This morning Edogawa coyly talked to him about the letter, and based on rational considerations, Fukuzawa Yukichi thought that it was necessary to give Ranpo a time to relax.

So he took people out together.

But it's not for playing, but to solve the case.

But it seems that that kind of level is almost like playing for Ranpo?

But....isn't it alright......

Because I was asked by the owner to go in, I needed to wear a fancy dress, so I wore it more eye-catchingly, and now I am standing at the door like a sculpture, and the young lady who came in and out of the dessert shop and the pedestrians on the side of the road glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally. .

Although it was only a slight glance, it was particularly noticed by the loneliness of waiting alone.What a bad feeling.

Moreover, he always felt that today's random steps were weird, and he felt it when he took people out.

But now let's move to show that I'm not a statue.Although Ranbu said not to let himself move, but it's okay to just turn around, right?

Fukuzawa Yukichi raised his eyes.

His eyes were inexplicably fierce.

passerby:! ! ! (scare!)

There was a meter of space around him immediately.

Fukuzawa Yukichi: .....There is no need to turn.

"President, it's ready!"

"Finally..."

"Did something happen?" Edogawa Ranpo looked over with a smile.

Fukuzawa Yukichi:......

Fukuzawa Yukichi felt as if he understood something, at that moment.

"Hey, President, why did you think of the investigation commission?"

He heard Edogawa Ranpo say.

**

"I found it." Xuan Yin stood on the bridge, looking at the white-haired man squatting by the river.

Hearing the sound, Gide stood up, turned around and met the eyes of the man on the bridge.

"Gide?"

"Yes."

The author has something to say: I did not find the name of the daughter, but only the name of the wife.

The use of English there is also for a better feeling.

The writer Akutagawa's letter is not to care about the students, but to []

So, when Osamu Dazai gets a letter (laughs)

感谢在2020-10-0818:25:56~2020-10-0915:06:31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: 4033799435 bottles;

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