I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 224 Urban Legend
Oshima Kazuya turned his head to look inside. The coffee table was not covered with various manuscript papers as he had imagined. Instead, there was only Yuriko squatting there, and she meowed at Oshima Kazuya as a greeting.

Kitajima Koma's eyebrows twitched several times. He seemed unable to cope with such a direct reason from Oshima Kazuya. He stood there for a long time before he reacted. He stepped aside to make way and invited the editor to come in and sit for a while.

But Oshima Kazuya refused. He tightened his coat and looked in the direction of Matsubayashi Hideko's house: "I have to go to Matsubayashi's house later."

After hearing this, Kitajima was silent for a while, then asked uncertainly, "Is he going to urge the manuscript?"

"Editor-in-Chief Kashiwagi only told you not to submit your manuscripts to the publishing house during this period, but he didn't ask you to stop writing. And as far as I know, this request is only for you. After all, we are preparing for the award right now, so we still need to urge other writers to submit their manuscripts in a timely manner."

Oshima Kazuya looked at Kitajima Koma, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and asked, "Do you feel bad and want to start writing now?"

He changed his voice in a sinister way, sounding like a narrator: "After all, which responsible editor would go to a writer's home in the middle of the night to ask about his well-being, especially when it's snowing heavily outside?"

"Well, Mr. Oshima, do you think you are a pervert for doing this? Especially running to Mr. Songlin's house in the middle of the night to ask for the manuscript." Kitajima counted on his fingers, "A single woman, late at night, snowy day, a perfect excuse."

As he spoke, Kitajima Koma seemed a little excited: "If everything develops according to the plot, maybe in the near future, Mr. Oshima, you can become a hot topic in the newspapers."

Oshima Kazuya didn't know whether he had become a hot topic or not, but this was a bit contrary to what he had expected. He felt that if he did this, it would become an urban legend, letting those writers who liked to procrastinate know that if they never submitted their manuscripts, an editor who liked to urge them to submit their manuscripts would come to their door in the middle of the night and ask them whether they had lost the red manuscript paper or the green manuscript paper...

However, he had no intention of going to the Matsubayashi family. After all, such an act would be regarded as abnormal. He said these words in front of Kitajima Koma in order to oppress him. But obviously, he was not affected. Yuriko also turned over towards Oshima Kazuya, waiting for the uncle to stroke her fur.

The wind and snow outside stopped shortly after Oshima Kazuya left. Looking outside from the bedroom, one could see a white line five times thicker than the others piled on the electric poles, and water vapor on the windows.

Yuriko squatted by the window and kept scratching the window with her claws, but no snowflakes fell down.

Kitajima Koma had moved out of the Ito family a long time ago. If he had continued to live there, then given his current fame, perhaps the door of this poor little tavern would have been trampled down by people.

With the help of Oshima Kazuya, Kitajima Koma moved to a single-family house not far from the tavern until his own single-family house was fully built. Of course, during this period, this guy who wanted to become an urban legend would find various reasons to visit him, and each time he would bring a lot of things in his hands. It would be even better if he didn't mention any manuscripts.

The current life actually makes Kitajima Koma a little uncomfortable, as if he has returned to the past. Every time he looks up at the ceiling in the middle of the night, which is dyed light blue by the night, and the crisp feeling floating in the air, there will be a bitter taste that runs counter to the sweetness. That taste is called loneliness.

He still suffers from insomnia during this period, even with Yuriko by his side. Kitajima looked around and decided to talk to a designer tomorrow. If his bedroom was designed to be very small, only big enough to accommodate one bed, perhaps his insomnia problem would be solved.

He likes the feeling of being able to lean against the wall when he turns over in the middle of sleep, which gives him a sense of security that comes from deep in his bones.

The sun would always replace the darkness outside the window inadvertently, and when it passed through the thin gauze curtains and all fell on Ju's face, he successfully broke free from his insomniac sleep.

He had been feeling rather tired, an indescribable feeling, as if the feeling was spreading from deep within his bones. Ye Zi had said yesterday that she would come over to deliver the manuscript today and asked him to take a look at it. However, when he was about to go out to the convenience store to buy himself breakfast, he was surprised to find Ye Zi squatting outside the railing.

Ju looked surprised: "When did you arrive?"

"I brought you breakfast. I washed the clothes at home and cleaned up the house in the morning. I usually get up early, so I thought you might not have had breakfast, so I made a lunch box and brought it here."

Ye Zi blew on her hands, and the air outside made her lips a little dry.

She wrapped her lunch box in layers of towels, fearing that it would be cold. As for her manuscript, she did not think it was as important as the lunch box. Yuriko found it at the very back of her schoolbag, and it was wrinkled when she found it.

"This is written based on some things that happened recently. There are two articles in total. I think I need to revise the other one before I can show it to the teacher."

Ye Zi was very happy watching Ju eat her lunch box, her little face flushed. She always felt that her teacher was good in every way except that his life was too miserable. She heard from Boss Ito that he almost froze to death on the road.

Ye Zi hasn't written an article since the incident jokingly called the Tokyo Godfathers. When Oshima Kazuya asked her about it, the answer he got was that he had been thinking about it.

After looking at it for a while, Koma thought about it carefully, and then called Oshima Kazuya.

"Hello? Mr. Kitajima?" The voice of the urban legend came from the receiver. The tone was very excited, and one could even imagine the face behind the receiver.

"Well... Ye Zi wrote a good article. If you have time..."

"I am coming over now!"

The call was quickly hung up. One could imagine that this urban legend would rush out of the room, jump into the car and speed towards here.

At this time, Kitajima Koma saw Ye Zi's curiosity and said, "I think this article can be directly submitted to Mr. Oshima for approval. You already have the ability to publish independently, of course." He paused and said, "You have also been successfully targeted by a living urban legend."

(End of this chapter)