How I was forced to be a boss

Mori Ogai shouldn't be here.But for various reasons, let him stay here for a short period of time.I didn't expect that there would be guests coming.

It was a weak-looking girl with a pale face and blood on her arms.This is not someone who should be here.He knew what was going on at a glance.Seeing her hesitate at the door, Mori Ogai invited her in.

There is only one doctor. I don't know how good he is. He should be able to clean, disinfect and bandage at least.I thought hesitantly.

"Excuse me."

The doctor's actions are quite skilled.The movement was also very gentle, and I didn't feel too much pain.

Xu is like me, the silence made him feel embarrassed.He chatted with me as he moved.

"Miss doesn't look like a resident of Thunderbolt Street?"

"Is this called Lei Bo Street?" Good image...

"Well. It was a big crater formed after the big explosion five years ago. Later, people built houses one after another according to the terrain."

I don't know where he got the courage to call those shacks houses.I know about the explosion five years ago.Said it was a laboratory problem.I didn't really care much at the time because I was still in Tokyo.But now I am really shocked.

What kind of government is this? After five years, it can’t fill a hole and complete the reconstruction of the disaster area! ?

The child from the infrastructure madman's flower planter was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Maybe I was so shocked that Yan Yilian appeared.I heard the doctor laugh.

Although it has been defined in my heart.But I still couldn't help asking the local residents, "Is Lei Bo Street a slum?"

"Yes." The doctor replied softly.

"Miss, will you be afraid? It looks like you've been hurt here."

Scared?

Of course I'm afraid.But it's more of a confusion.

I don't know when the doctor has bandaged the wound for me.I couldn't help wrapping my arms around myself, trembling slightly.

"I'm scared, but more surprised. I don't understand."

"Because it's the first time I've seen such a place?" The doctor's voice was soft and slow.Listening to his voice, I was gradually able to draw a line from the chaotic words in my mind to tell him.

"No, I'm just amazed that reality can repeatedly break my perception of him being more absurd than artistic works."

He seemed taken aback by what I said.I know that sometimes I speak too tactfully, but this time I can no longer care about his mood.Desperate for approval, I asked him for confirmation.

"It's so weird."

"This is Yokohama. It's a city. I know that not everyone in the world lives well, but at least, in a city, where the standard of living in the world should be the best, there shouldn't be such a place. It's not It should be. What about the government? Is it just to make this place look like this in five years? This is completely, just letting go!"

The girl looked at him eagerly, as if looking at her own life-saving straw.She desperately asked him for an answer.She seemed to be crushed by the news.However, it gradually calmed down.

Mori Ogai's purple eyes stared at her firmly, as if trying to dissect every trace of her thoughts.

"Yes. That's right."

"This is so weird." She repeated again.

"I saw a lot of children there. This is not a slum problem. It's strange that the residents recognize this kind of life and don't seek change. What's even more strange is that a country treats its own children like this."

"The children of Thunderbolt Street are not children, and they shouldn't be. Even if they don't understand it, the country must understand it."

"My child is hope."

The girl said such things.Look at his face is confused and puzzled.

"How do you want them to change? Yokohama is very different from other cities. Most people living here are weak and ignorant, and they have no power to change themselves. And the government will never do such thankless things It’s a matter of fact. In terms of violence, it’s no match for the port mafia. It’s a state of no solution.”

I looked at the doctor in front of me complicatedly.I thought of many reasons.Perhaps Leibo Street has formed its own power and interest chain, and its leadership and the current government have reached a tacit agreement with Hong Kong gangsters.This may also involve the gray industry.The residents of Lei Bo Street have already been trapped in it and cannot break free.

I never expected that Lei Bo Street could not even play the poker table.

This doctor is so simple, and so are the people here.At this moment, such an idea popped up in my mind.

So I sincerely said to the doctor: "We can fight the public opinion war. Whether it is the Yokohama government or the country, for the sake of the image and development in the world, we will never let such a scandal break out. If we only focus on Yokohama, we cannot To solve this problem, raise the matter to the country. If the country doesn’t work, raise it to the world. Focus the world’s attention on this area. This is equivalent to pulling the shadow of Yokohama into the sun, and the dirt will be hidden again. I can’t go on. The reason Lei Bo Street is like this is because the leadership thinks that leaving him alone is the most profitable. So what we have to do is to turn him into the most profitable. On the one hand, we need to increase our own bargaining chips, and on the other hand On the one hand, it is necessary to reduce the bargaining chips of the other party. It is necessary to start from both sides.”

In the darkness of the moon, I seemed to see the pupils of the doctor constricted for a moment.

"Such things may still be accompanied by blood, but changes rarely transition peacefully. I think Yokohama can't afford to wait anymore."

Even though I had finished bandaging, I still dragged the enthusiastic doctor and chattered.I know that I don't dare to think about the things in this world at all, because one or two things will make people want to change, but if they are everywhere, they will only make people desperate and want to give up.

I enthusiastically explained to simple doctors the methods of public opinion warfare, how to use international forces and voices to achieve my own goals, and how to use fictional conflict stories to give myself heat.

In the end, I concluded sincerely: "This method is feasible. Because of language, it can kill people."

"...that's amazing, miss." The doctor was silent for a while, then smiled at me, and said something like a sigh.He looked at me as if something was surging in his eyes.

I think this doctor is really nice.

"My name is Kitano Reo, doctor, how about you? I think you are especially suitable to be the pioneer of this kind of thing that can be recorded in history." I tried to let him take over this bald job by blowing him up.

"My name is Mori Ogai. I am very interested in what Ms. Kitano said. Can we exchange contact numbers? Maybe there are still questions I need to answer later."

I seem to have heard this name somewhere.

It wasn't until I exchanged contact information with Dr. Mori that I realized, Mori Ogai, is he a literary giant?

I looked at Dr. Sen in a white coat with mixed emotions.

Seemingly noticing the look in my eyes, Dr. Sen asked me gently: "What's the matter? You can ask me any questions."

I hesitated, but spoke anyway.

"Doctor Sen, abandon medicine and learn from literature?"

Um?Um?

…………

Watching the girl leave, a three-colored cat jumped out from the side.

"Did you hear that, Natsume-sensei?"

"It's amazing. Mingming is still very young. I really want Kitano-san to come to me."

The three-flowered cat glanced at him, but left the window without answering.

Mori Ogai played with his phone.The eyes are full of the inevitable.

I, who had already returned home, didn't know that my underage self had been targeted by a black-hearted boss, and I was thinking about how to turn myself into a social animal.

I just feel refreshed after talking with Dr. Sen.I can concentrate on typing again.

The brain hole of the new novel is the one I had when I met with the editor.

I intend to write a story in which the protagonist's own cognition is constantly distorted and changed by others, and finally loses himself.For the sake of dramatization, I intend to set the protagonist as a person who has excellent grades since childhood, and even became a high-ranking government official in the end.I hope this is a story full of irony and hilarious misunderstandings.

Huh?The idea is a little familiar.

do not care.The author's enthusiasm is the most precious thing. After all, without this, the unfinished article may become an eternal pit.

[Nimiya Yusuke has been very good since he was a child.Everyone envied him.

His family background is prominent, his grades are excellent, and he treats people kindly.There is nothing wrong with my life.

I remember when he was still in elementary school, he got an excellent composition in one of his essays.The topic of writing is my ideal.He said that he wanted to be a writer, so he carefully wrote his plan and the subjects he might want to write in his composition.

The teacher said he wrote very well.He took it home and showed it to his father, who was very satisfied and showed it to his colleagues at his birthday party.The colleagues looked overjoyed, happier than their own son who won the excellent award.They all stepped forward to compliment.

"Young Master Ling has shown the qualifications of an excellent politician at a young age, what a tiger father without dog son!"

"Yeah, I'm just in primary school, so I'm working so hard, I'm sure I'll be able to inherit your mantle in the future!"

…………

"Thanks to having such a good example like you, the son has a direction to work hard at a young age. You are really good at education!"

Ninomiya Yusuke stood in the center of the crowd with his father, enjoying everyone's praise.His father patted his head with satisfaction and said to him: "Yousuke, you must become an excellent politician in the future!"

He bowed his head and smiled shyly.I have some doubts in my heart.

What are you talking about?

Isn't the ideal written in his composition to be a writer?

…… 】

The sound of the neighbors moving next door pulled me out of the state of writing.I suddenly realized that the whole morning had passed like this.It's time for lunch.I'm going to pack up and go out to have a curry meal two streets away.If it weren't for this store not offering delivery, I wouldn't even have to leave the door.

When I went out, I happened to bump into the new neighbor who moved next door.He's a handsome guy with blond hair and black skin.

Seems like a nice guy.

"Hello, I am Toru Amuro who just moved here, please give me your advice." He greeted me warmly.

"Hello, I'm Reo Kitano. I've lived here for a long time. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

He agreed casually.I went to the curry shop.On the way, I passed by a supermarket and bought a big bag of snacks that children like, planning to take them with me.There are five children upstairs in that store.I am a regular customer of this store.I am quite familiar with these children.

Actually, I don't like children very much.But I'm good at dealing with kids.

You just have to treat them like adults.Not only are they comfortable, so am I.

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