tokyo writer

So it seems that we can only wait for the reply from "Tokyo Literature" before submitting to other publishing houses.

Just according to his understanding of the publishing house, if he wants to get a reply, it may take a few days or a week if it is fast, or a month if it is slow.If this is the case, it will be too late to pay the rent.

Pleading with the landlord for rent arrears?

Although the law is more partial to the interests of the tenant, he lives in the poorest and most chaotic valley area, and it is not a formal housing source found through a guarantor. Who knows if the landlord will find someone to drive him out.

Hiroto Akihara thought about it for a long time, and decided to go to the side of the road to see if there were any odd jobs. At the same time, he planned to write another short story. Once the submission failed, he would immediately find other targets.If that doesn't work, try to persuade the landlord to delay the rent.

After thinking about it, he took a simple wash, pulled down the light cord, lay down on the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next day, Yuuto Akihara got up early, took a few mouthfuls of instant noodles and went out. Time was running out, and there was no time to waste.

He walked down the street all the way deep into his valley, peering at utility poles and walls, looking for suitable job-seeking flyers.

The valley area has been a place where prostitutes, vagabonds, and butchers have walked since the Edo period, and it is also recognized as a poor area in modern times, so there are many migrant workers and recruitment leaflets here.

It's a pity that he searched along the way and found that there were very few jobs suitable for him. Even if he found one occasionally, he stopped recruiting after asking.

This made him understand the pain of the original owner better. It is not easy to find a good studio. After all, the streets are full of "difficult brothers and sisters".

He just searched for 3 days and wasted another half a week. Before he could start writing the second manuscript, he received a notification from the administrator when he returned home: "Akihara-san, I have your call."

After saying this sentence, the administrator said in a joking tone: "It's a call from a lady."

On the contrary, Yuto Akihara fell into confusion. He didn't know any women in Tokyo. Could it be that the publishing house had news?

Thinking of this, he quickly followed the administrator to the management room, took a deep breath, picked up the microphone, and said in a polite tone: "Hi, I'm Yuto Akihara."

"I am Aiko Asano, the editor of Mandansha's "New Novel" magazine." A clear female voice came from the microphone.

"Sorry to bother you, the magazine wants to publish your manuscript, what is your intention?"

Hearing this news, Akihara Hiroto subconsciously clenched the microphone.

His manuscript finally got approval, which meant he didn't have to worry about being kicked out of his house because he couldn't pay the rent.

He was a little excited, but also a little confused. Wasn't the object of his contribution "Tokyo Literature"? How did it become "New Novel" by the same publishing house.

However, he did not ask the reason, after all, the most important thing now is to find a platform to obtain manuscript fees.

As for the future, he believes that he will be able to stand out step by step with the many literary works in his mind.

Having settled down, Akihara Hiroto tried not to sound urgent, and responded calmly.

"No problem, I am very grateful to "New Novel" for giving me this opportunity. Is there anything else I need to do?"

"That's really great." After hearing Akihara Yuto's answer, Asano Aiko also breathed a sigh of relief, and she was worried that the other party would focus on "Tokyo Literature".

"Akihara-san, are you free tomorrow morning? If you don't mind, I'd like to buy you a cup of coffee and have a brief talk."

She decided to invite Akihara Yuto to meet first. Although she thought he was talented in literature, she also wanted to know more about what kind of person he was.

As an editor, she must be responsible for the writer's words and deeds, so she thinks it is necessary to communicate with the other party for further confirmation.

Although Hiroto Akihara couldn't wait to get the manuscript fee, he still held back his thoughts and responded with a smile: "Yes, I'm free tomorrow morning."

"Then at 9:[-] tomorrow morning, Akihara-san, please come to the Double Cafe next to the Mandansha. It's a green cafe and it's easy to find."

"Okay, I'll be there on time tomorrow morning."

After hearing Yuuto Akihara's response, Aiko Asano said a few more polite words, and finally said "Excuse me", and hung up the phone.

She has to think hard about how to talk tomorrow.In fact, she was very curious as to why Akihara Hiroto could write such an article.

Hiroto Akihara put down the phone with a very happy expression on his face, which surprised the apartment manager next to him.

According to his observation, this Akihara-san was always frowning, as if something was going on in his heart, and he never thought that he could smile with just a phone call.

The administrator secretly had a guess in his heart, but he didn't show it. He just smiled and looked at Hiroto Akihara.

Hiroto Akihara calmed down, saw the administrator's smile, and bowed to thank him.

He has disturbed the administrator a lot lately, not only frequently borrowing newspapers and phone calls, but also often asking for information about the other party's surroundings, which caused a lot of trouble for the other party. Fortunately, the administrator is a nicer person and didn't mind these things.

But the kindness owed must be repaid. Since others have helped him, he must return the gift properly. When he gets the manuscript fee, he can buy a bottle of shochu as a gift.

The administrator looked at Akihara Hiroto's happy face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Love is really a cure for all diseases.

But I really want to see what the lady who made Akihara-san's mood change looks like, she sounds like a beauty.

Akihara Hiroto knew nothing about the administrator's misunderstanding, he was going back to the apartment to sort out the manuscripts, and then make good preparations for the next meeting.

Although half of the success has been achieved, it has not been successful after all, and it is far from the time to relax!

[5.Chapter 5 source of inspiration]

On the appointed day, Hiroto Akihara got up early to wash up, stuffed a piece of manuscript paper into his pocket, walked out of the house energetically, and walked quickly towards the tram stop.

It is still early for the agreed time, but the traffic environment in the morning rush hour in Tokyo is extremely bad, so it is better to start earlier.

When he arrived at the station, he passed through the gate and squeezed into the tram along with the dense crowd. There were people on his chest and behind him, which made him a little suffocated. For a moment, he had the feeling of taking the subway in Huadu in his previous life.

Because there were too many people, the doors of the tram cars could not be closed for a while, and the uniformed staff pushed the passengers inside forcefully, causing many people to apologize for stepping on other people's shoes.

After a while, the tram closed its doors and started to move.

Seeing all this, Qiu Yuan couldn't help but think of a term from his previous life, canned sardines.

It's a pity that he is one of the canned fish.

After more than 40 minutes of "nightmare" driving, Akihara finally arrived at the destination station, and after getting off the bus, he walked in the direction of Mandansha.

After a while, he found the coffee shop with the "double" signboard.

This coffee shop is not big, and the whole is basically made of floor-to-ceiling glass. The green plants inside look quite unique through the glass.

He stood in front of the glass of the shop and glanced inside, but he didn't find any customers. He wondered if it was still early, so he should wait for him at the door.

Before making a decision, a gentle female voice sounded behind him: "Excuse me, are you Akihara-san?"

Akihara Yuto immediately turned his head and saw a very gentle looking woman with short black hair.

This woman is about 24, 1.6 meters tall, small in stature, with a good face, her hair draped over her shoulders, and she is wearing a red cardigan and a white dress. She looks very clean.