Bungo common problem

After re-reading his own work in the monthly magazine with a complicated state of mind, Qianli let out a sigh of relief, closed the monthly magazine again and put it on the coffee table.

Sure enough, I still feel so strange that my level of hot chicken can really be passed in one go, so strange.

Is it because the big writers have gone to use their supernatural powers to get a job again, so I am the first among the dwarfs who are scumbags?

But in any case, there is a manuscript fee, but how to get it is a problem.Where did she get the address when she first arrived and lived in a small hotel?I can only say that I will go in a few days, and I am afraid that I will expose the nature of the black household if I ask again.

Who knew that this would be like this in a few days, and I'm afraid that everything will be cold after my fracture is healed, not to mention that I have to continue to write the next article even if it's for money.

How could it be possible for Oda Saku to support himself for nothing?In the future, he will have to raise several orphans who are so poor that they can hardly afford to drink (?)!

Thinking of this, Qianli's eyes became firm.

That's right, since you can publish it, it means you can do it!Write something to earn his living money first, at least you don’t have to eat Oda’s work for nothing.

Chisato here has made up his mind, while Oda Sakunosuke is immersed in some kind of speculation and cannot extricate himself.

It was already lunch break, he finished his meal in a few bites, couldn't help opening the second monthly magazine he bought in the morning, turned to the page of "Sacrifice", and read it again.

Sacrifice, is it really a sacrifice surrounded by malice?Or is it just a madman's delusion?

"Oda-kun? What are you looking at?"

A voice came into his ears from not far away, Oda Sakunosuke turned his head to the right, and saw a colleague who could be said to get along pretty well with food coming to the table.

The black-haired colleague put down his plate and sat across the table, his eyes glanced at the cover of the novel on Oda Sakuyuki's assistant.

"Is it the monthly magazine of Xinzao Literature Society? They often have many interesting novels."

"Ah, yes."

Oda Sakunosuke very much agrees.Although the qualifications are not comparable to other established publications, just like the name, this is a new literary society that believes in strength. No matter what kind of content, as long as the content can conquer them, they will publish it without hesitation.

"Is there anything interesting in this issue?"

Brunette colleagues are joking.

"After all, Oda-kun, you can't take your eyes off it."

"In this episode..."

Oda Sakunosuke subconsciously glanced at the magazine in his hand, and it was still on the page belonging to "Sacrifice". The content he had read several times even gave him a sense of familiarity.

He answered honestly.

"There's one thing I care about."

"very funny?"

The black-haired colleague suddenly showed interest.

"Can you lend it to me?"

"it is this."

While handing the monthly magazine to the other side without hesitation, Oda Sakunosuke said "conditions" with a serious look.

"I want to hear your thoughts on this."

"My thoughts? Feelings?"

The black-haired colleague took the monthly magazine, and his eyes fell on the word "Sacrifice" at the very beginning, which made him subconsciously raise his eyebrows.

This is a word that children of all ages can understand. After all, for Japan, a country with 800 million gods, even if they are not gods, mountain spirits and even ghosts can be the objects of offering sacrifices.

Choosing such a word as the name, could it be that the content in it is about gods or some legends?

With such a mood, the black-haired colleague continued to look down.

I don't know how long it took, but the black-haired colleague just felt that he was in a trance. He had already turned to the last page, but he seemed to be unable to control his hand and turned the publication again at a very fast speed. Go to the first page of this article and read it carefully again.

This time, he didn't have the joking intentions that he thought was funny at first, and even the expression on his face had completely changed to a serious one. The fingers pinching the paper seemed to be extremely hard, but obviously cautious.

The entire "Sacrifice" is about [-] words, and it can be read in just a few pages. The content of the story is just a closed mountain village, telling from the perspective of a teenager that he has become the "next one in the village dedicated to the so-called The desperate madness and resistance of the "sacrifice of God", but from another perspective, it is completely like the pure delusion of an abnormal lunatic.

"terrible……"

The black-haired colleague couldn't help muttering to himself, his heart trembling because of the words, unexpectedly gave birth to an indescribable panic, as if there was some invisible existence weighing heavily on his head.

In a trance, a hand held his arm, and the sudden force was like a stone thrown on the lake. It broke the barrier between the two worlds, and made the black-haired colleague break free from his thoughts in an instant.

"Oda...kun?"

He watched Oda Sakunosuke retract his hand, and then he noticed that he even had cold sweat on his forehead.

"Sorry, I really lost my composure."

The dark-haired colleague smiled wryly and forced the corners of his lips to curl up.

"I'm already starting to regret why I didn't buy this issue of the new early monthly magazine in the first place. I have a hunch...no."

He paused, then denied the sentence himself, and changed to a more affirmative tone.

"I'm sure this article will become famous. This "Sacrifice" is definitely one of the most amazing articles I've seen in a long time, even..."

He took a deep breath, did not say the next words, but changed the subject.

"Oda-kun, you said you wanted to know how I feel, right?"

"Yes."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, not too surprised by the other party's reaction, even after he read it completely for the first time, he immediately turned back to the beginning and read it repeatedly.

"The thing I want most now is to hope that this "Sacrifice" can be seen by more people, right? If possible, I hope everyone can read this article."

The dark-haired colleague's eyes fell on the name of the author of the article.

"This is not an ordinary article. The darkness contained in it makes me shudder, and it is also truly terrifying, because since ancient times, there have been stories of living people being sacrificed to various existences. But..."

When he said this, his voice subconsciously wanted to raise his voice, but he lowered his voice when he realized that he was still in the cafeteria.

"However, the article does contain criticism of this tradition, and even contains a hint of rebellion and change. It is absolutely a blockbuster in the current chaotic environment of Yokohama."

You know, Yokohama has been in chaos for too long.

Since the previous old leader "died of illness" and passed on to the doctor Mori Ogai, the leaderless Yokohama has come from behind, and now there are two other forces that are known as the port mafia.

The three parties occupy Yokohama, and under the collision of interests, it is completely normal for a small dozen to be fought every three days. Ordinary people live every day with trepidation, praying that they and their families will not be implicated by the mafia's fight.

This city is like a stagnant water, and what the mafia has set off are just a few small splashes, and numbness is the main theme.But now, he seemed to see some invisible existence rising slowly.

"Pity."

The black-haired colleague reluctantly handed back the monthly magazine to Oda Sakunosuke, shaking his head regretfully.

"After all, there are not many people who pay attention to this type of publication, and the big shots probably don't have time to read this, and it's a new literary club with low qualifications like Xinzao."

According to the ranking, although Xinzao Literature Club is not the worst in Yokohama, it is only ranked in the middle, and its sales volume is not high compared with the old brands.

"No! Teacher Qianli's article cannot be buried because of the literature club! Although the teacher will become famous sooner or later, but I can't stand it!"

The black-haired colleague hammered the table, took a mouthful of "teacher", and even made the sound of a fanatic fan.

"I'm recommending to others! No one will say no to this article!"

He repeated impassionedly.

"nobody!"

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

This reaction... isn't it a bit intense?

He looked down at the novel in his hand again, lost in thought.

No, maybe this is a normal phenomenon, because he himself really thinks this article is really good, but at home...

Last night, Qianli's anomaly still lingered in his mind for a long time. He was very sure that it was because of this article, and even the author's name was exactly the same as Qianli's.

It's not that he judges people by their appearance, but looking at the full text, it really doesn't seem like a teenager can write it.

Could it be her relatives?

"Aida-kun."

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly spoke up.

"What kind of person do you think the author will be?"

"Teacher Qianli? Of course he should be a wise and transparent gentleman."

Aida was so excited that he wanted to brag, his eyes changed, and he stared deeply at Oda Sakunosuke with a look that looked at fellow revolutionaries.

"Oda-kun, you also think Sensato-sensei's article is thought-provoking, right?"

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the colleague who suddenly changed his face, and felt a bad premonition in his heart.

But this article is really good, he can't deny it.

"really."

"Then let's work together!"

Aida looked serious, as if he was visiting a shrine instead of recruiting people to engage in Amway.

"How can such a good article be unknown? Let's recommend it to others!"

Oda Sakunosuke:? ? ?