I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 154 Published The Dancing Girl of Izu
It always feels a little weird.

But I can't tell what's strange.

Oshima Kazu also slowed down a lot to eat.

Logically speaking, basically he was chatting with Boss Ito there afterwards.

Just wanted to observe these people.

But there was still no movement from the people at that table.

Didn't even have any intention of leaving.

They changed another tune this time.

The girl sitting in the corner no longer tapped her joints lightly with her fingers, but swayed her body gently following the rhythm.

The look of wanting to dance.

After observing for a while, Kazuya Oshima decided to get up and leave.

Boss Ito gave another order that he must come the day after tomorrow.

In fact, not only Oshima Kazuo was waiting for them.

They are also waiting for Kazuya Oshima to leave.

The editor teacher was the only one left in the entire tavern.

These touring artists didn't know if they should leave, so they hid in a corner and hummed songs.

It's all a rehearsal before the official performance.

"Will we be... famous in Tokyo?"

He originally intended to use the term foothold.

But after thinking about it, it seems that they don't know when they will go back to Tokyo this time.

In addition, the purpose of coming to Tokyo is not to really break out in Tokyo.

but for...

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the girl huddled in the corner with a tacit understanding.

Ah Xun.

Almost everyone on the tour team knew she was upset.

Think of it as a short trip.

Or try to get rid of her own obsessions.

"We didn't belong to Tokyo in the first place. I think it's a great charity for Boss Ito to allow us to perform here."

"This is Tokyo after all."

"Izu is not comparable."

"So, to be able to have a show is already a pretty good thing."

After speaking, the atmosphere fell silent.

In the originally small tavern, only the sound of rain was left.

The humidity in the bar is high.

This feeling can make people more depressed.

After another period of silence.

Someone just wanted to talk.

I was disturbed by the sound of opening the window.

Turn around and look over.

Boss Ito didn't know when he left the cooking table where he had been staying, and ran to the window in the front room.

Then all the windows were opened at once.

"Don't you think it's a bit stuffy in the room?"

Boss Ito wiped his sweat and spoke with a smile.

"Blow the wind, the wind in this season is still very comfortable."

"At least it won't be so stuffy."

He originally remembered that the first generation of Kazuma described the wind at this time, but those words were a bit too mouthful for Boss Ito, so he could only use the simplest words to describe.

But his voice was small.

Because the window was opened, the sound of the rain broke through the invisible film, and it rang in the ear.

I only know what Boss Ito said when he opened his mouth. Although he couldn't hear clearly, he still responded politely.

Rainy days are inherently gloomy.

In the afternoon alone, it was almost dark.

I didn't check the time, but looking at the fading light and shadow in the shop, I almost knew it was late.

Farewell to Boss Ito.

Everyone held umbrellas and walked towards the place where they stayed along the drainage ditch beside the road.

At this time, the lights of the surrounding people were scattered.

It was more or less just a halo that had been diluted by the rain in the middle of the room.

It looked bland.

Compared with the rainy days in Izu, Tokyo's rainy days have a lot less earthy smell.

It doesn't seem so natural.

And basically there is no so-called deep feeling.

At this point, there are still people walking with umbrellas on the road.

The rain came and went.

There was a bang when the umbrella surface was knocked on.

The water flows along the slope toward the path it came from.

At this time, Ah Xun, who was walking in the front, suddenly called out softly.

"what happened?"

"Did something happen?"

The few people who walked behind looked forward vigilantly.

Just didn't see anything at all.

I just saw that Ah Xun took off the coat that was draped outside.

Just throw it back casually.

She was wearing a white skirt today.

The skirt drew a graceful circle as she spun.

"I'm thinking about rain now, Xun."

An older man spoke up.

"Put on your clothes quickly."

"It's because it's raining."

Ah Xun's voice was as crisp and melodious as that of a lark.

Then I saw her grinning.

The umbrella in his hand is not propped above his head.

It is very casually placed by the side.

Rotate with her body.

Her dancing skills are very good.

Between turning and jumping, the body is as light as a dragonfly splashing water.

more like...

Just at this moment a gust of wind was blowing.

The wind swept the umbrella with thin rain, walked over to everyone, and then landed suddenly.

"Look, even if you hold an umbrella, it's useless, you still have to get wet."

Ah Xun said while jumping.

After jumping over several puddles, she tapped her toes to the ground, and then her whole body spun like a spinning top.

The umbrella was held in her hand.

under the light.

Rainwater originally gathered at the top of the umbrella.

But this time it was thrown out.

It landed in some puddles, causing circles of ripples.

The interior was originally the reflection of street lamps, because these water droplets are more like fireworks blooming in the dark night.

Gorgeous and instant.

At this time, several people passed by the side of the road.

Just the slightest glimpse of them amazes them.

They all stopped.

However, Ah Xun walked quickly.

that's it.

A white dancing figure.

With her constantly point to jump.

Gradually disappear into the darkness.

After a long time, only a little white was seen.

Of course, there are those who follow behind, in a hurry.

"who are they??"

Or a more appropriate question.

"who is she?"

It's just a coincidence that spent all their luck in this life.

After that, this figure will only appear in their dreams.

It was like that figure that would only appear in Ah Xun's dreams.

Hard to say the difference between Tokyo and Izu.

In addition to the difference in city level.

Another thing should be the degree of circulation of news.

This kind of glimpse at night is the topic that people in Tokyo talk about the most.

Everyone was curious about the girl who danced that night.

Those who have seen it also want to look for that figure.

With such emotions getting stronger.

After brewing until the end, it condensed into two words: "Dancing girl."

And it is at this time.

Kazuki Kazuki's new book.

A dancer from Izu.

Officially met with everyone.

(End of this chapter)