As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

As the person being questioned, he received curious gazes from the crowd in just one second.However, Dazai still showed a lazy appearance of "outside the situation".

"Mr. Dazai, haven't you heard of it?" Naomi handed him the picture on the phone, and at the same time made a conclusion, saying: "I heard that he has been very patient from the beginning to the end. Not only has he accompanied Ms. Inai for half a shopping mall, And keep giving her advice. That's nice—”

"Hey—" He widened his eyes in cooperation, and then smiled cheerfully: "I haven't heard of it at all."

Haruno Kirako went to the side and put down the document, and said, "I think it's more likely that it's next year. You see, he knows a lot about fashion, right? Many young boys now read fashion magazines." .”

"I don't think so." Seeing some people disperse, Yosano Akiko also returned to her seat, and put the phone on the table casually, "As long as it is a man who can talk a little and knows how to please women, he can do it too." These."

——After all, there are examples in their detective agency.

Naomi pressed her finger against her lower lip, and said thoughtfully: "...but, after all, Ms. Inai is beautiful, with a soft and gentle personality. If a young boy is stalking her, Maybe you just agree with a soft heart?"

When she said this, Dazai had already sat in his seat, took off his windbreaker and began to dissipate heat.Hearing this, he interjected: "No."

"Huh?" Naomi looked at Dazai who said she didn't know just now.

The latter responded with an unchanging smile and said, "Don't look at Yi Jun who is easy to talk on the surface...in fact, there are some places where he is unexpectedly strong."

"What, what? Mr. Dazai really knows the inside story, right?" Hearing this, Naomi put her hands on the back of the chair, turned around, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Hmm—" However, whetting the appetite is still one of Dazai's special skills, he hummed for a long time, in Naomi's eyes, it seemed as if he was hesitating to tell the truth.

But he stopped unexpectedly at the doorstep, and smiled relaxedly.

"What's next is a secret."

Naomi, who felt teased, turned around angrily: "What's the secret, it seems that Mr. Dazai doesn't know, ah, who could it be?"

The one who finally ended the topic was Tanizaki, who was always busy with his own affairs, but cared deeply about his sister's every move.

"—Since you're so curious, why don't you ask her yourself?"

What responded to him was Dazai's usual lazy and powerless complaint: "It's so hot~"

……

……

"I'm meeting you for the first time. I'm Koyama, one of the editors of "Blue", Tatsuro Koyama."

The middle-aged male editor sitting opposite me has a round and broad chin, and his hair is relatively thick among his peers.Wearing a pair of shrewd thin-rimmed glasses, it turned out to be contradictory to his gentle face, but under the flash of light in his eyes, he gave people a natural sense of shrewdness.

"Miss Inai is younger than I thought."

Although he said it very politely, I also know that it is a polite way.Generally speaking, there are quite a few writers who contribute to youth magazines like "Blue" who are relatively young. I am definitely not an exception.

"Let's get straight to the point and talk about the publication." He said with a smile, "Since Ms. Inai looks very disturbed, let's get straight to the point. Although I am responsible for selecting the manuscript, I will hand it over to the top. First of all, I would like to congratulate Ms. Inai, there is no problem publishing the magazine.”

"Thank you." I took a sip of my cold coffee.

That is to say, my short story was finally retained after several rounds of screening, which proves that it is not entirely due to luck.

He didn't really mind my bad words, and I thought maybe he'd seen a lot of eccentric creators in his years as an editor.Mr. Xiaoshan continued: "However, I hope to adjust the length slightly. According to the current manuscript paper, Ms. Inai's "Vending Machine" is too short. We suggest expanding it to eight pages."

400 words per page, that is to expand to about 3200 words.

If the single-sheet manuscript fee is 4500 yen, the income is close to [-] yen in conversion.

"Because we are a magazine for young readers... so it is very different from the "New Tide" in this department. We should mainly cater to the preferences of this age group." The meaning in his words is self-evident, "Of course, I personally think that Ms. Inai has great potential, and I look forward to your future works."

I nodded and said, "...Actually, I thought I would lose the election at first."

He laughed, "New contributors will have this mentality. It's better to have more confidence in your own works."

Then we had a detailed discussion on the work docking, during which there was no shortage of encouragement for me.Editor Xiaoshan can be said to be experienced, and the communication with him is very smooth.

After I thought the main quest was done, he suddenly brought up a topic I hadn't thought of.

"By the way, Ms. Inai, do you want to try writing a romance novel?"

"A love novel?" I was a little surprised.

As if afraid of my misunderstanding, Editor Xiaoshan put his hands on the table and explained solemnly: "I made this suggestion not based on the stereotype that 'women should write romance novels', but because I read Ms. Inai It is the result of deliberation after blogging. Ms. Inai, have you read a popular romance novel serialized in "Blue" before?"

"I know, it was written by Miyamoto-sensei. It tells the story of a pair of childhood sweethearts who fell in love with twists and turns, right? Because it reflects a lot of social phenomena, and it is very good at analyzing the psychology of young people today. Readers think it is an article. Delicate works that can resonate strongly." I said, "But, there is already Miyamoto-sensei in the romance novel department, so I will try to write some romance novels..."

Isn't it a bit tricky?

Will it be said that they want to imitate her successful route?

"You also said that this is based on the premise of 'there is already a teacher Miyamoto'." Editor Xiaoshan's eyes were burning, and he quickly extracted the essence of the contradiction. It started with a short story."

"That is to say, "Blue" now has a vacancy in the content about the theme of love. In order to avoid readers' aesthetic contradictions, you suggest that I try to develop in this direction?"

"I have read Ms. Inai's short blog post. I think you are even more talented in this area." He unhurriedly analyzed the pros and cons to me, "Ms. Miyamoto's love works lie in her collection of delicate and gentle The brushstrokes... But Ms. Inai's style is completely different, so don't worry about being said to have the same style."

I asked: "Excuse me, what is the style of my love story in your eyes?"

"In two words, it's 'clear' and 'intense'. Likes and dislikes coexist. It's clear that the turmoil is calm on the outside, but there are huge waves on the inside. This is very resonant."

As expected of an experienced editor, even the summary information is quite sharp.

When he said that, I remembered that in the article on my secret love, the protagonist's emotions were extremely ups and downs, like riding a roller coaster.

Maybe it's just like this, which makes him feel very close to the hearts of readers, right?

"In short, from the point of view of 'resonating with readers', Ms. Inai's talent is not inferior to that of Miyamoto-sensei. Hmm... Having said so much, Ms. Inai should be a little more confident, right? He smiled gently and took a small sip of his coffee, "However, from my point of view, this may make you feel a little coppery, right? As an editor, my primary consideration is the popularity and income of the work... After all The first thing a creator should consider is whether he is good at this subject matter, if Ms. Inai has plans in other directions, just follow her own pace."

"No, you are very pertinent." I said, "I had this intention, but I put it on hold for some personal reasons."

Because I know in my heart that once I want to write a love theme, I will inevitably bring in a lot of myself, and it will eventually become something like a private novel.

According to editor Xiaoshan's meaning, my love is strong and wild - at least it will give people such a physical feeling in words.Then once I write an article, my heart will be fully exposed and will be noticed by the hero himself.

That goes against my principles—I don't want my feelings to offend him.

In other words, if you want to make your debut by writing romance novels, you must package your emotions and put them in a completely unrelated story. It's not like the four alike in private novels.

Then, it is very necessary for me to study how popular works on the market construct stories, how to enrich characters and arrange plots.

"That's how it is." Mr. Xiaoshan didn't force it, he said empathetically, "When Ms. Inai thinks about it, you can talk to me about it."

Finally, we kept the contact information and ended the conversation happily.

After leaving the coffee shop, my nerves relaxed. Editor Xiaoshan is really lucky to have a talkative personality.

"A love story..."

I don't dare to have too much blind confidence in myself. Fortunately, I didn't talk too much just now.It's better to go to the bookstore and learn about the popular works in the market and the novel styles that young people like before making a decision.

After I walked into the bookstore, I went straight to the eye-catching bookshelves of bestsellers, and I saw Miyamoto's works without exception. Her serial novels have been published in books, and they are firmly on the shelves as many as love.

I picked one volume, and in addition bought the top of the bestseller list.When I was about to leave like this, I saw a shelf of philosophical books on the side bookshelf, which was also a bestseller list, with a label on it——

"The most accessible introduction to philosophy".

I stand here, looking at the bookshelf and lost in thought.

Speaking of which, a certain writer said that "there is only one really serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide."

And after I was in Yahara, I have already deeply understood that the death that Mr. Dazai said is a real farewell, and suicide is not just a casual talk.If this is a philosophical question, does it prove that his doubts can be explored from a philosophical point of view?

I went to the bookshelf and took the book, opened the sample, and mentioned in the introduction that this book will list several common problems for discussion.Among them are "how to understand death" and "what is the meaning of life".

For a moment, I seemed to have discovered a new way of thinking.

First of all, it is almost impossible to start with his past experience. This road has been completely blocked by thorns, and I can only explore it when he himself is willing to remove the wall.

Secondly, things like chicken soup for the soul should also be discarded. Superficial and seemingly magnificent words are actually just generous to others. Irrigation of this poison to a truly suffering person is a vicious and thoughtless act. .

But at this moment, I got an inspiration. If I can’t analyze it from the perspective of a single individual, I should analyze it from the outside world as a whole, and go back to the source to explore life and death and the meaning of life.

The summary of the nonsense in the lecture notes is-I feel that understanding philosophy is beneficial for me (after [-] turns and a lot of unnecessary effort) to understand Mr. Dazai.

When I left the bookstore, I only planned to buy two volumes of romance novels, but ended up buying two extra volumes of philosophy, and a Tokusho magazine for Imaiken.

I was carrying a pile of books, and when I walked home a little bit at dusk, I felt my arms were as heavy as lead, and I suddenly felt that my brain was feverish.

I stopped where I was, looked at the paper bag in my hand and murmured with mixed emotions: "...it seems like I did something stupid."

Thinking of this made my arms feel even more sore.

I have already traveled to the section of the road I usually pass, far away, under the afterglow of the setting sun.I saw that Mr. Dazai was sitting on the grass, his legs were placed casually, his hands were propped on the ground behind him, his fingertips were submerged in the green grass, and he looked up at the sky.

The afterglow of the evening hit his soft hair and eyelashes, and even the wind that lifted the corners of my skirt became extraordinarily quiet.

Occasionally, Mr. Dazai would be like this, a person exudes an aura that seems to be dissociated from the world and rejecting the world.Every time at this time, I have a feeling that his connection with the world is actually very fragile, as if two or three thin golden threads were pulled out from the gorgeous brocade, hanging with his body and supporting his soul the weight of.

However, this kind of support is very fragile, even in my opinion, it is unreliable visible to the naked eye, which is specifically manifested in the scene in front of me.

——Maybe such a dreamy and lonely scene has been staged many times, but I just never had the chance to see it.

I thought powerlessly that if I just stood outside like this, maybe I would become powerless.But the master didn't invite me, and I didn't dare to step into his garden presumptuously.

I just stand in the wind.

Maybe only a few seconds later, maybe a minute later, when I was about to pretend I hadn't been there and walk away silently, Mr. Dazai turned around.

"Yi Jun, the wind blowing at night is really comfortable."

With these brisk words, the alienation in him was swept away, and he became the "Mr. Dazai" in the eyes of everyone on weekdays.

"What is Dazai-san doing here?"

I still didn't rush forward.

"Hmm... I was prevented from entering the water today by a kind-hearted aunt nearby, so I just sat here and waited for the dark."

"What do you do after dark?"

"drink wine?"

"What about after drinking?"

"Yi Jun, you have so many questions~"

"Ah... sorry."

"I don't mean to accuse you." He said, "It's tiring to talk all the time across the distance. It's okay to get a little closer."

With his permission, I carried the book from the next steps to the bottom of the embankment, stepped on the soft fluffy lawn, walked to sit beside him, put the heavy books aside, and freed my arms and shoulders.

"Mr. Dazai." I looked at him, "Did you fall asleep on the grass just now?"

"Lie down for a while. Why did Yi Jun know?" He deliberately opened his eyes wide, as if he was curious from the bottom of his heart.

I pointed to the hair above his right ear, "It's covered with grass."

"Ah, really..." He said, patting the hair on the side of his head with both hands, like a pine tree shaking off leaves, shaking the grass from the hair.

"Did Yi Jun meet with the editor today?" He asked, "How is it? Is everything going well?"

"As far as I am concerned, it went smoothly. The editor Mr. Xiaoshan is a person who is proficient in the art of speaking. He will not feel awkward when talking with him, and he is very trustworthy in terms of professional ability." I hesitated a little, and finally decided to tell He: "Mr. Xiaoshan suggested that I try to develop into a romance novel."

"Why?" he asked.

So I relayed to him a long series of words analyzed by Editor Xiaoshan, and Dazai always maintained his very high level of demeanor and listened.

Finally, I said, "I'm going to give it a try. Since the opportunity is in front of me, there's absolutely no reason to let it go."

"I also think it's a good opportunity." He nodded in agreement, and then said, "Is Yi Jun's clothes bought today on a special trip yesterday?"

Today I am dressed in a simple but not so crude way, at least with a little matching. On top is a simple beige short-cut jacket, and on the bottom is a misty blue high-waisted long skirt.

I joked with him and said, "Do you look a bit like a literary girl?"

"Compared to a literary girl, she looks more like the owner of a second-hand bookstore—it's so pretty," he commented.

I was almost proud of being praised by him.

"Although my friends think that a more capable and concise style is better...But I think that since it is a text-related industry, if we try to rely on the style of a girl in the literature department, the effect may be better." I finished talking to myself. I just laughed, "It turns out that for a well-rounded person like Editor Xiaoshan, it doesn't matter what he wears."

"Ah, the friend you're talking about is the 'man who knows fashion' I told you the day before yesterday?"

"Yes. Qingguang is really powerful."

In my life, at least in terms of my ability to gather fashion intelligence, I have never been ashamed of myself.

"It's clearly a sword, but I've put a lot of effort into studying fashion. Although it's a blade hobby, if it were me, I would definitely not be as fine as him."

"...Sword?" His long eyelashes trembled slightly, "is it Fusangshen like Jinjian?"

"Well, California Qingguang."

"It's Souji Okita's favorite sword." He laughed, "If there is a chance, I really want to meet him."

He looked at the heavy paper bag in my hand. I lifted the paper bag between us and took out two best-selling romance novels.

"This is a study material." I said, "I haven't read many romance novels yet. Although Editor Xiaoshan told me to try it, I'm afraid it will be difficult if I really want to start writing right away."

"My Magpie and Come to My Funeral? The latter really doesn't sound like a romance novel." He took the two books I handed him and asked me, "Can you unpack them?" ?”

"of course."

He opened the "My Magpie".

His slender, well-articulated hands tore off the thin plastic layer on the book, and then spread the pages on the grass. The ink smell of the new book and the fragrance of the haystack mixed together, turning into a fresh pheromone.

His beautiful fingers were landing on the slogan on the title page, which was a line of text in different fonts.

"I thought what I was looking forward to was a canary that will always cry. I love her beautiful and helpless, but let me hold her in a cage and sing philharmonic music for me. Unexpectedly, my eyes chased I fell in love with a black and white magpie that can be seen everywhere. I just look forward to seeing her lovely tail feathers and listening to her vigorous cry every day in front of the window."

I finished reading this passage slowly, trying to figure out what the author wanted to express.

I frowned: "...does this mean the difference between personal ideals and personal reality in love?"

Dazai closed the book, and said with a smile: "Maybe the author didn't think that much, he just wanted to tell us—he likes magpies more."

...he must be fooling me.

If there is really no metaphor at all, how could it be put on the title page by the author, let alone this is still the original love!like!Small!explain!

Well, when I didn't expect Mr. Dazai to have such a straight man, I thought he must be a friend of women.

"Are the others basically romance novels?"

"No," I said, "it's about philosophy."

I took out the book together and put it on the ground. Dazai didn't open it, but read the introductory words on it and the introductory text on the waist of the book through the plastic cover.

Finally he asked: "Why philosophy?"

Rao just now I expected to be asked this question, but at this moment, I still can't look at him with the cheek.

...It is clear that he can discuss romance novels with him without blushing or beating heartbeat.

"Hmm..." I hesitated, "The reason is complicated but also very simple..."

It's time again for me to choose my words carefully so that he won't see my intentions.

"Before in Yahara, Mr. Dazai mentioned a very serious topic, about life and death, whether to give up life."

As I spoke, I peeked at his expression—unfortunately, he still kept a good smile and didn't show the slightest thought.

I had to continue to say: "I think I was inspired, so I have a strong interest in this philosophical and long-standing topic." I said, scratching the plastic cover with my nails, and then pointed to the introduction part of the book .

"After all, philosophers have been unable to avoid this topic since ancient times—the meaning of life and what death is. So I think that a scientific and systematic understanding of philosophy may help me understand these two things..."

In the end, it was completely improvised and made up.

"It actually made Yi Jun interested in this aspect..." After listening to it, he said dumbfoundedly, "I just said it casually. Could it be that he suddenly awakened at a critical moment?"

Facing him, he hid his head and tail, never mentioning that he had seriously thought about giving up his life.

I can only bite the bullet and cooperate with him.

"Maybe it's awakening... At least I have a strong interest in exploring the question of 'why do people live'."

I had no choice but to lament repeatedly in my heart, and then told a lie that I didn't agree with.

But is there any other way for me?

This is the most suitable method I can think of. If I take the liberty of asking to find out about his past, it may only make him resist my existence.This creates more alienation, and I don't want to invade his solid ground and undermine his sense of security.

So I can only use such a roundabout and clumsy way to understand him with little effect.

I know I'm not the first to try to get to know him, nor will I be the last, nor will I be the most special one.

But I think at least the most patient one.

There is still an obscure and inferior phantom in my heart, because I know that Mr. Dazai will not give up his heart easily, so I still have a chance, as long as I don't rush into it, I won't be hated by him.

It's cruel to say that, but he's so special.

I can't help but think—unless the gods help him, his chances of encountering among the billions of people who share his future life with him may be close to nothing.Before that, I had plenty of time to climb and explore on this difficult road of love, walking alone.

Whether he meets his destined person in the end, or continues to choose to wander alone in the world, all I can do is to do my best before the gods tie the red thread in his hand to other people. everything--

Then resign yourself to fate.

I wondered if some passing god heard my complaint, or why did the wind that rustled the grass stop at this moment?

The color of the setting sun became more gloomy, and the outline of the river bridge in the distance became blurred under the afterglow like caramel.

I put these two philosophical books on my lap on my lap, waiting for Mr. Dazai's next sentence.

In the next second, I felt the weight on my legs increase a bit, and then immediately lightened again.

It turned out that he had taken a philosophy book.

"Lend me a copy." He said, "Yi Jun spoke too seriously, I want to read it too."

While staring at his smiling face, I thought he must have not noticed, so I nodded and said, "Okay."

Then, he picked up the unpacked "My Magpie" from the ground beside him——

"Can I borrow this book too?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." But would Dazai-san actually want to read this romance novel?

It may be that I didn't hide my expression at all this time, but Dazai-san took the initiative to answer me.

"The words on the title page that Yijun just read made me inadvertently interested." He said with a smile, "Suddenly I really want to read the story of 'I' and 'Magpie'."

The author has something to say:

First of all, congratulations for unlocking the new dating location [beside the river embankment].

Don't you think it's super romantic to sit on the grass on the embankment and read a book together in the sunset!

In other words, I didn't expect everyone to think that Zai would take the initiative here, but I think he would back down.

The closer you are to the other person's love, the easier it is to be timid. As long as you haven't fully obtained it, you won't worry about losing it in the future.It looks like it's within your reach, so don't dare to approach it even more.

But Yi Jun is a very emotional person...rather than madness, it should be said that she is stubborn and a bit stubborn, although the person involved is definitely not conscious, she thinks she is a coward.

As for the boyfriend turmoil... Rather than clarifying whether I have a boyfriend, I have fallen in love with someone else.

Or express her heart with behavior and companionship from beginning to end?

After all, in order to avoid the possibility of touching all the sensitivities and anxieties in Dazai's heart, she gave up asking directly, and would rather choose the roundabout way of buying philosophy books to pursue others.

I think even if Dazai understood why she bought books, she would never have thought that she would have such a showy operation, right?

Although it was a coquettish operation, it was actually approaching him clumsily and cautiously.

Maybe Yi Jun is the one who unconsciously has a thousand layers of routines (Tan Shou)

Although she always thought that she was timid and passive, in the eyes of the other party, this was not the case at all.

I think the amount of information in this chapter is quite large. Can you deduct sugar based on your own understanding?

(Crazy hints that I want to see comments, Modo Modo

I am very satisfied with writing this chapter, I hope you can also read it, mua!

Still the same sentence, don't hit me when I'm OOC!

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感谢在2020-08-2423:40:14~2020-08-2514:56:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 lonely lemon essence;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：DH.露12瓶；一零10瓶；骨生5瓶；未知響應_2瓶；夜寻月、燕萝1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!