What to do to save the world literary world

After returning home, Hibiki put the bento bought downstairs in the microwave oven and heated it before finishing dinner.

In fact, she can cook, but Yamamoto Chunhei looks very flustered every time she wants to cook, and I don't know why.

But since he was alone, Hibiki didn't really like to wash the pots and pans, so he just bought a bento.

But it's not a good idea to eat instant bento every day. Recently, she decided to go home earlier every day and try to see if there are any delicious restaurants near her home.

After finishing my homework and having nothing to do, I decided to write something.

Although computers are very convenient now, she is still used to handwriting with pen and paper.

Recently she wanted to write a short story.

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Ito Jiro recalled his life before he died. He was an ordinary good person in this world.

Since childhood, he has learned patience, which is the most important quality in Jiro Ito's life.

Ito Jiro treats people with sincerity. Even if he is bullied by others, he always chooses to endure. He is a very good person.

When he was robbed of snacks and toys by other children in kindergarten, Ito Jiro always chose to laugh it off. Eating too much candy is not good for teeth.

The classmates in elementary school borrowed his homework to copy. Although he never returned it, he never asked them for it.Isn't writing homework twice a better consolidation of knowledge?

During middle school, he competed for the same position with his seniors in the club, but he voluntarily gave up.There is no chance for seniors after graduation, but Jiro Nito still has it.Although he never got a second chance, isn't Jiro Ito a good guy?

In high school, I fell in love with the same girl with my friend, and Jiro Ito quit voluntarily. At this time, studying is more important, although Jiro Ito did not enter the university.

Ever since he was a child, Jiro Ito never complained whether he was bullied or treated unfairly.

Complaining is meaningless, it will only cause trouble for yourself and others.

All in all, from birth to growing up, to death, among all the people Ito Jiro knew, who can say that Ito Jiro is not a good person?

Everyone knows that Jiro Ito is a good man.

But Jiro Ito is dead after all.

Everyone he knew when he died attended his funeral, where people wept and remembered how Ito had helped him.

Jiro Ito is such a good man!

Everyone praises it so much.

The priest said: "The kind-hearted Ito Jiro, although he has not made any contribution to this world, he has never caused trouble to others. He is a good man."

The funeral attendees wept and nodded.

After the funeral, a couple returned the rented mourning clothes to the store.

"What? There is a mud spot on this dress? Do you want to deduct money?" The middle-aged man argued red-faced and tried to persuade the owner of the clothes rental store, "My friend died. He was a good man, so I went to attend his His funeral got this suit dirty, and he was a good man."

"Yes, yes, our friend is really a good man, why did he die!" The man's wife also cried beside him.

The boss shook his head firmly.

Putting the little deposit back into his pocket, the man gritted his teeth: "Ito Jiro, he is a good man! Why didn't he hold the funeral on a sunny day!"

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On a dark street in Hokkaido, along the base of the wall, there is a semi-basement bar.

The interior of the bar is not cramped, but if you want to get in, you have to bend over to pass through the half-sinking door.

Oda Sakunosuke pushed open the door of the bar and got into the bar.

The bar with only a few dim yellow lights looks a bit like the moment of enforcing demons. There are not many people in the bar. The brightest thing is the bartender who is cleaning the glass at the side of the bar. There is a small lamp beside him. .

Sitting next to the bartender was a tall man in a cloak—although only his back was visible, judging from his height and build, he should be a man.

Oda Sakunosuke walked over and sat one seat away from the cloaked man. After all, he was someone he didn’t know, and he was in such a place. Although he wanted to sit under the light, Oda Sakunosuke couldn’t stay away from others. too close.

"The same?" the bartender asked Oda Sakunosuke.

"Yeah." Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and took out a pen and some papers from his pocket.

He and Osamu Dazai have lived in a safe house near this bar for more than ten days, and it is considered safe at present. After all, Mori Ogai did not take Dazai too seriously. It was not very convenient for Ogai to attack the two of them.

So rare, after arriving here, Oda Sakunosuke often went to the bar to have a few glasses of wine in leisure time, so this bar located in a gray area and close to the safe house was a good choice.

After coming here for several days in a row, even the bartender remembered this person who ordered the same wine every time he came, and then sat in the brightest place on the edge of the bar and bowed his head to write something.

The bartender also specially lit a lamp by his side every night.

Originally, Osamu Dazai was going to come with Sakunosuke Oda, but two days ago Osamu Dazai bought a few imported king crabs, and some seafood like caviar. It's fine to complain that it's not delicious, the key is that Osamu Dazai spent all the living expenses of the two of them for the last one or two months.

Osamu Dazai, who knew he was wrong, said that he was going to find a rich woman to cheat some money and went out, so Oda Sakunosuke could only come to drink alone.

Oda Sakunosuke was writing under the light, occasionally raised his head, and took a sip of the wine in the wine glass.

After writing for about half an hour, Oda Sakunosuke got stuck with a certain precise adjective.

He propped his chin in thought, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the cloaked man reading a book.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't intend to spy on other people's actions, but although he had washed his hands and quit for many years, his vigilance as a former killer and former mafia still made him start to look at the surrounding environment the moment he sat down and escape routes too.

The cloaked man on the side is about 30 years old, maybe a little more than 30 years old, maybe a little less.The appearance of the man looks like he is in his late 30s, but he is a Caucasian, and the older appearance of Caucasians may make him look older than his real age.

In short, this man in the cloak looks a few years older than Oda Sakunosuke. Although Oda Sakunosuke is also mature, he still looks younger than this man.

The man was also white, with the end of a braid sticking out from the edge of the hood of the cloak he was wearing.

The man in the cloak was reading the book very carefully. At first he was reading the book with his waist bent and hunched over. The pages of the book were completely blocked by the shadow of the cloak, but it may be because of the relatively dim light that he looked at it unconsciously. The book is placed on the bar counter.

The man read so carefully that he ran his hand along each line of the page.

Oda Sakunosuke glanced over and caught a glimpse of a little leaked picture on the cover of the book.

"Pigs in a Pigsty?" He asked subconsciously, with some imperceptible surprise in his tone.

If his best friend Osamu Dazai was here, he would be very jealous that the cloaked man next to him easily attracted Oda Sakunosuke's attention.

The man in the cloak froze for a moment, turned his head to look at Oda Sakunosuke, and then nodded: "Yes."

Oda Sakunosuke showed a little smile: "I also like Mr. Yamamoto's works."

The man in the cloak seemed to have a smile on his stern face who didn't smile often: "This book is very good, but I don't know if there is any way to buy the French version in the bookstore. My Japanese is not very good. It's a little difficult to read."

He turned around, and when his face was completely exposed to the light, the two tear grooves extending from the inner corners of his eyes looked obvious, and it was obvious that this man was a person who had been on the go all year round.

Oda Sakunosuke replied in a natural tone: "Ms. Yamamoto's books are very good."

He then began to think of a way for the man: "Maybe you can buy an English version?"

The man in the cloak shook his head, his eyes glanced at the pen and paper that Oda Sakunosuke put on the bar, and a few lines of words were written on the paper.

"We French don't like English." After the cloaked man finished speaking, the expression on his face disappeared for a while, "But I'm not French anymore."

"Are you a writer too?" he asked.

Oda Sakunosuke said: "I dream of becoming a writer."

The cloaked man encouraged him: "I wish you success."

"Thank you. I am Oda Sakunosuke."

"André Gide."

The two raised their wine glasses and collided lightly.

"I've heard of your name," Gide said. "When my brothers and I first came to Japan, someone sent us information about you. I was very happy at that time. I thought you could end My life, the one who let me find my home."

Oda Sakunosuke just took a sip of the alcohol in the glass in silence.

"I wanted to find you at first, but before that, I had already found my destination!" Gide showed a slightly fanatical expression.

"Literature! Literature is my proper destination! Whether it is war or other things, those things can't save the world, can't change the world, only literature! Only literature can give human spiritual change, only Only in this way can we truly change the world! Literature is the soul destination of all human beings!"

After listening to Gide's impassioned speech, Oda Sakunosuke nodded in agreement and said, "It's great that you think so."

Gide felt that he had met a confidant: "From the moment I saw your profile, I felt that we would either become your life-and-death enemies, or become close friends. Now, I think we can become friends."

Oda Sakunosuke said, "Aren't we already friends?"

Gide laughed again: "Yes, we are already friends. Before we knew each other, our hearts were already together, and we already knew each other!"

Gide reminded Oda Sakunosuke: "As for those who gave me your information, you'd better pay attention to safety."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "I probably know who that is, it doesn't matter."

The two clinked their glasses again.

The author has something to say:

Gide: As long as you like Mr. Yamamoto, we are half brothers!