I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 148 Unless He's Dead End

It's a bit too appalling to speculate about what neon is disappearing from just one article.

Even if it is talking about disappearing, it still belongs to the category of sociology.

What kind of sociology does Xiaoyuan Kazuki know.

Isn't he a novelist?

These days, individuals can participate in politics at will?

Words are fermented.

Since that person was on the street, in front of everyone, he came to the conclusion that the neon lights were disappearing from Kazuki Koinou's article.

Xiaoyuan Kazuki's writing once again achieved another level of out-of-the-circle.

When Oshima Kazuya walked into Ito's tavern with reports from other newspapers.

Just in time to meet Kita Koma who was walking out with the manuscript.

Seeing the manuscript in Kitajima Koma's hand, Kazuya Oshima's mind didn't turn the corner all of a sudden.

"This is for me?"

He pointed at the sealed file bag with a look of surprise.

There was more surprise in the tone.

But then Oshima Kazuya quickly waved his hand: "Don't publish the article on the sunny clogs for now, there may be some problems."

"It's not about your problem, but the current society's interpretation of the previous article is a bit... a bit crooked?"

"So, I plan to temporarily..."

Kitajima Koma shook his head lightly and said, "This is not the manuscript of Qingri Clogs."

"what?"

Oshima Kazu was also taken aback for a moment.

Then he seemed to hear it wrong.

If it wasn't the manuscript of Qingri Clogs, what else could it be?
If you think about it carefully, the only manuscripts that are currently on your hands and have not been taken out are...

Oshima Kazuya suddenly realized something.

Both eyes were brightened.

"Izu's manuscript?"

After hearing Kou's soft hum, Oshima Kazuya almost jumped up.

However, his training as an editor allowed him to stabilize his mind at this time.

"But now is not the time to publish a book. After all, there is a bit of an uproar outside because of an article by Qingri Clogs."

That's what Oshima Kazuya said, but it didn't stop him from putting the manuscript handed over by Kou in his arms and protecting it tightly.

That look seemed to be looking at a very precious thing.

In fact, original manuscripts are indeed precious.

In the future, Kazuki in the small yard will go higher and higher.

The manuscripts placed in the safe became more and more precious.

Koma didn't fully understand what Kazuya Oshima wanted to express at once.

After careful cross-examination, he finally understood what happened outside.

It's nothing more than some people think that the so-called neon is dying is too alarmist.

At the same time, I feel that as a writer, it is enough to write his novel quietly, and there is no need to write about the development of Tokyo.

This is pure superfluous.

Delusion to use the power of words to reverse the times or something sounds like a fantasy.

And this approach seems ridiculous.

Originally, Oshima Kazu also wanted to come over to comfort Ju, but seeing his ignorant face, he didn't know what to say for a while.

He didn't even know what to say next.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally just said: "If this is the case, then we will follow the formal process here."

The so-called formal process is to hand over such matters involving human rights violations to the Ministry of Justice for handling.

But after the article on the obscene temple became popular.

Many streets in Tokyo that were originally quiet in the corners have been excavated.

Such a discovery makes people wonder why such a dilapidated past hides behind such a prosperous city.

The old taro looked at more and more people appearing in the alley, and the eyes that were wrinkled and twisted together so that they could not be seen were opened wide with great effort.

The old taro appeared in the article for a short period of time.

It was just that there was such a person mentioned when looking for the prostitution temple.

But it was such a short chapter that was found, and then followed this thread to search for the past.

When I found it, the old taro was the same as usual, curled up in the house that had already been rotted by moths.

When looking in from the street between the houses, only his face can be seen.

"Recently, a lot of people have been showing up here."

The old taro spoke tremblingly, and it looked as if a gust of wind could blow it over and fall down.

"Did something happen?"

"Is this place going to be demolished?"

Old Taro thought for a long time, his face suddenly changed, and then anger appeared.

"I was driven away before, and the city didn't allow me to stay. Now? Is there no place for the poor to settle down in the whole of Tokyo?"

"Why do you want to kill them all?"

"Isn't it good to leave a little bit of Tokyo's past behind?"

The old taro looked very excited.

At the same time, his voice is also very loud.

Although everyone couldn't understand what the old taro wanted to express.

But when I saw more and more people coming out of the old house around me, I realized that something was wrong.

Not just old taro.

Just some other people.

Also with anger on his face, he walked out of those dilapidated houses.

He didn't hold anything in his hand.

The mouth is also chattering.

It is basically similar to what Kazuki Xiaoyuan wrote in the text.

These people do seem to have those grievances.

But the way they express their resentment is very primitive.

Just lip service.

Rather than the means of those so-called people in the city.

For example, using newspapers to create public opinion, or performing a few scenes to make them look pitiful, putting everything on the side of the evil forces.

Look at the surrounding environment, and then look at those people.

This group of people who have been shouting and looking for it all understand a truth.

Maybe that's really what's missing from Neon people these days.

As for the prostitution temple.

Looking at the excited crowd.

They had the idea of ​​retreating.

Now that this is the case, is it not good to bother them?
The old taro's face was flushed.

Hands were waving wildly.

Some words were cursed loudly in his mouth.

say what.

Even if all the children here are sold as geisha, it will not help.

The place where the poor live is squeezed little by little.

The poor don't get a little shelter.

This society is not fair at all.

All in all, nothing more than the continuous unfair tilting of resources.

There is no such thing as warmth in such a society.

talking and talking.

Someone started crying.

They wailed among the cries.

What do they get when they give all their faith to the gods of nothingness?

Look at this group of people.

The intruders suddenly understood what Kazuki Xiaoyuan wanted to express.

No one chooses to dedicate their whole being to the gods.

Unless he is already dead end.

(End of this chapter)