I am a writer in Tokyo

After Kazuya Satake experienced this incident, he always felt as if something was missing in his heart.

For several days after Lian's death, the boy did not appear, as if he had disappeared from the world.

He didn't really want to delve into why the boy didn't show up. Didn't he know that Lian's deadline was only a few days?Or maybe he was naively thinking that there was something important that delayed his trip.

He didn't spend any energy to remember the boy's name, he just felt sad for Lian's death.

During this period, Lost Paradise completed all the pre-publication procedures, and was finally put into printing in large quantities by Oshima Kazuya.

And when Paradise Lost became known to everyone through the latest official channels, Mr. Matsuo in Osaka brought a piece of news.

Standing at the door of Ito's tavern, Mr. Matsuo took a look at the surrounding environment. He began to have a question, would Kitajima Koma really stay here.

This place looks like a very ordinary izakaya, without any special features.

But by coincidence, I saw Kitajima Koma coming from outside in the wind and snow.

"Is this where you live, Teacher Bei Dao?" After saying "Long time no see", he quickly asked his question.

"You no longer live here, what happened?"

He remembered it very clearly. Of course, without Mr. Matsuo, he would not have been able to write a story like Paradise Lost.

Of course, when he saw Mr. Matsuo, he instinctively had a very bad idea. Could it be that this poor trainee lawyer lost his job because he failed to resolve the client's request?
"That's what I'm talking about. This commission can't be settled."

Let it go?Kitajima repeated, sorry, he didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

Could it be that the parties themselves withdrew their claims?

Of course Mr. Matsuo guessed what Kitajima was thinking, and after a few nods in succession, he explained.

"A few days after you left, they came to see me again. The appeal was still the same, but their tone was not the same as before...pleading?"

Kitajima knew what he meant by begging. After all, when the client proposed the commission, he said that if possible, he would help them prove something in front of the public.

They can give a lot of money.

This was not something that was forced in the first place. It was just that after the president of the firm saw the large amount of remuneration, he changed the "commission" to a "request".

So, what has become of tone?
Matsuo recalled: "To say it was indifferent would be a bit inaccurate. It should be said to be decisive."

But that's not the point. He obviously put the emphasis on the end.

Kitajima didn't say anything. Something important must have happened next. He waited for the trainee lawyer to continue.

"They disappeared for many days. A few days ago, when the office asked for a return visit, I tried to contact them but there was no news.

Later, I received a call from the police, saying that they had found my two clients in the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara. When they found the bodies, they had my business card in their hands, so the police took me there for questioning. "

So, they died.Kitajima suddenly understood, which could explain why when they finally met, they changed their pleadings from the past, because they were already desperate for the future.

"Then the appeal has been cancelled."

Kitajima took a deep look at the trainee lawyer who felt sorry for the death of his two clients.

Mr. Matsuo took a deep swig of a glass of beer and shook his head: "I suddenly felt that this world is really a bastard."

"People who love each other cannot be together. Two people who don't love each other spend the rest of their lives pretending to love each other. Even if they have always been in love before, over time, love begins to deteriorate, just like natto that has been left out for a long time. It's sour and smelly, but it's not overwhelming.

It sounds like good medicine, but people who can't take it always feel like they're eating sour socks. "

Matsuo suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand love anymore. No, he had never seen through this world.

He turned to look at Kitajima Koma sitting next to him. This was a writer, so he must have seen through it, but the writer in front of him was sitting thoughtfully.

Then I saw him suddenly remembering something and running towards the door.

The wind brought in gusts of snow, and amidst the exclamations of the guests, they saw Kitajima's figure covered by the snow.

When it came to the new wave, everyone left, except Kazuya Satake.

During this time, he always liked to stand in a daze at the window where the "snowman" could be seen.

"Teacher Bei Dao, oh no, it should be called Teacher Xiaoyuan."

Kazuya Satake was surprised that this person came to the company so late, and then he immediately took out his phone and wanted to call Kazuya Oshima.

Because Oshima Kazuya is also the editor-in-chief of Xiaoyuan Teacher, logically speaking, Oshima Kazuya is responsible for all matters, but Kitajima Koma waved his hand and said there is no need to go to such trouble.

"I originally planned to change the ending."

"Change the ending?" He thought of the ending of Paradise Lost. The two people took poison in their respective homes, consuming the only thing in their bodies that could fight against the entire human society-life.

"I think this ending is not very good."

Kazuya Satake thought that the original intention was to keep the two protagonists alive. In this case, did it change the law that whichever book is written will cause certain people to die.

But Kitajima shook his head. He also noticed the "snowman" outside. After thinking for a while, he said: "I shouldn't let them die in their own homes. Such deaths are not very unforgettable. I want them." Together, when love is the strongest, we take the most violent poison."

Kazuya Satake almost blurted out Romeo and Juliet, but he realized that there was an essential difference, but it seemed that the ending of the latter design was more profound and even more thrilling.

The editor teacher thought for a long time before he uttered a sentence: "Teacher Xiaoyuan, what I want to say is, why not let them live? If the prototype of this book is known, even though it was written by the author It's a great thing to be included in the book, but writing their ending like this is a bit unlucky."

Kitajima thought what he said made sense, but he still shook his head, looked at Satake Kazuya and said, "I know, but they are also dead." (End of Chapter)