How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

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The man seemed to have found the key at this time, raised his hand to the door lock, and the door was opened.

"Ah, I remembered! It's the award-winning Mr. Jin Zhuzhi!"

Wu Lanyang's words were really loud, and Jin Zhuzhi also heard his words, and when he was about to enter the room, he paused and turned around.

Feng Jianhe was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jin Zhu, he was a little too excited."

Igarashi Yang also realized his mistake, bowed and laughed.

"I'm really sorry!"

"Ahaha, there's nothing wrong with that, by the way, the two of you are..."

Jin Zhuzhi seems to have a good temper.

"My name is Igarashi, and I came to see the festival with my friends. I didn't expect to meet a famous person, so I got a little excited, haha~"

Wu Lanyang said, scratched his head and smiled again.

"My name is Kazama Crane, and I have the same occupation as yours, and I am also a writer."

Kazama Crane passed Igarashi Yang's yell, and also remembered the identity of Jin Zhuzhi, a writer who had just won the Naoki Award recently.

He still pays attention to these industry news.

"Ah! I know this name! Your book 'Travel, Microscopic Japan' has won many awards before!"

Kazama Crane smiled.

It is also an interesting thing to meet one's peers at the festival site.

"Mr. Jinzhu, I think you are going to take a hot spring too? Maybe we can talk in detail later."

Igarashi Yang, who was forgotten by the two people, interjected at this time, Jin Zhuzhi was taken aback, smiled, responded, and entered the room.

Kazama Crane also entered the room with Igarashi Yang.

The two chatted while taking out their bathrobes and preparing to go to the hot springs.

"Igarashi, you looked like Sherlock Holmes just now."

Kazama Crane smiled.

"How did you find out that Mr. Jinzhu is going to go to the hot spring?"

"You mean the part where Holmes just met Watson? Of course, I was very clever!"

Kazama Crane thought of the pile of awards and trophies he saw at Igarashi Yang's home, and didn't deny it.

"It's actually very simple. I saw that he had changed into a bathrobe, but there was no trace of soaking in hot springs, no sweat, no moisture, and dry shoes, so I thought he might be going to soak in hot springs." .”

"Then why did he come back?"

Kazama Crane played the role of a fan.

"Hmm...it should be..."

Igarashi was stuck.

Kazama Crane took off the last piece of clothing on his body and put on a bathrobe.

"It should have come back to get towels. He was carrying a lot of things, including toiletries and a little food, but there were no towels."

"Ah yes! That's right!"

Wu Lanyang straightened up directly, and looked at Kazama Crane with a look of sudden enlightenment, and happened to see that he was naked, and hurriedly lowered his head again.

"Why are you changing so slowly..."

"There's plenty of time now, so of course I'll take my time."

"..."

The two of them changed into their bathrobes, took their belongings, and went to the hot spring pool. Igarashi Yang searched for a few seconds, and saw the chubby Jin Zhuzhi who was very obvious in the hot spring.

Chapter 38 Have you been soaking in the hot spring for a long time?

Forgive Kazama Crane, he now looks at Mr. Jinzhu in the hot spring, and thinks he is like white dough soaked in hair.

When I was wearing a bathrobe, I looked a little fat, but when I was in the hot spring, it seemed that the fat had been soaked, and it became more and more obvious.

It's bad.

Kazama Crane shook his head to get rid of this strange idea. At this time, Igarashi Yang was already preparing to go into the water.

"Kazama, come down quickly!"

The result may be that he shouted a little louder, and several people around him looked over.

"Hey, that seems to be..."

"It's Mr. Kazama Tsuru, the writer, right?"

"Yes! It's that famous writer!"

Several people around were attracted attention, and immediately spotted the Kazama Crane who had just entered the water a little bit.

Then, when the Kazama Crane went down into the water, it felt dark around it.

When he looked up, four or five strong men surrounded him.

Kazama Crane: ...

If he hadn't heard the exchanges between them just now, he would almost have thought that...

"Sorry to bother you, are you Mr. Kazama Tsuru, a famous writer?"

This man is quite polite.

"Uh... I don't dare to be a famous writer, I am indeed Kazama Crane."

"Ah, it really is!"

"It's a pity I didn't bring my camera..."

"Didn't you just bring a book?"

"Yes! That book..."

Several strong men chatted around Kazama Crane, Kazama Crane felt that he was not well, and looked at Wu Lanyang.

Wu Lanyang also understood Kazama Crane's meaning, thinking about it, he had seen enough of the show, so he came up to rescue him.

"Everyone, you can follow up with the signing and group photo. Let Kazama-kun take a good rest now."

Several strong men looked at the situation and found something wrong, apologized repeatedly, and dispersed.

Kazama Crane heaved a sigh of relief.

"Kazama-kun, you are a celebrity now."

Igarashi smiled.

"Well, there are good and bad, and it's also an annoyance to be recognized all the time."

Kazama Crane sighed lightly.

"But... your face doesn't seem right, how do you feel? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Igarashi smiled, looked at Kazama Crane's face, and found that his face was reddened strangely, and asked worriedly.

Kazama Crane froze for a moment, then raised his hand to touch his forehead, feeling a little hot.

"I don't feel anything special. It should be a little hot after soaking in the hot spring."

Kazama Crane didn't care.

"Let's go, go there, I think Mr. Jin Zhu has been waiting for a long time."

Kazama Crane went straight past.

Looking at his back, Wu Lanyang always felt a little worried. After thinking about it, he said briefly to Kazama Crane and went ashore.

"Mr. Jinzhu, sorry to keep you waiting."

Feng Jianhe walked to Jin Zhuzhi's side, only to realize that he seemed to have another companion.

"It's nothing, I often encounter such things." Jin Zhuzhi smiled, and looked at the person next to him, "This is Mr. Kazama Tsuru, the famous writer I just met, Mr. Kazama, this is my friend Sei Shinichi."

"Hello."

The two shook hands, but it always seemed a bit strange to do such an action in a hot spring.

"Ah, what a coincidence, the three of us writers all met together."

Nobuichi Sei's tall, lanky body is completely different from Tomo Kanetake's.

Kazama Crane also felt that there seemed to be something wrong with him, not just his appearance or body shape, but... the whole person seemed to be a little... awkward.

"Is Mr. Shijing also a writer?"

"Yeah, Jinzhu and I shared the pseudonym of Imai Yukazu."

"oh, I see……"

"By the way, I have a famous local wine that I just bought here. Would Mr. Kazama want to try it?"

Having said that, Sei Shinichi has already turned around and took a cup and poured half of it.

Kazama Crane couldn't refuse, so he drank it.

The taste of this wine is a bit strange.

Kazama Crane thought about it for a while, and was about to ask about the wine in doubt, but Sei Nobuichi changed the topic and talked about writing.

Kazama Crane didn't ask any more questions.

The three of them chatted like this, from the pen name, writing experience, to the specific writing plot and skills.

The chat was not bad, but Kazama Crane felt more and more dizzy as he chatted, as if he still had some chest tightness.

Jin Zhuzhi also noticed something was wrong.