I'm not really evil

Seiichiro Marui is an editor at a publishing house specializing in literature in Yokohama.He once entered the job with the dream of contributing to the revitalization of the Japanese literary world, but he was severely beaten by the society in the next three years.The few letters received every day, most of which are groaning works, made Marui suffer from torture, and from time to time doubted the value of his job and his own life.

Until he met the light that redeemed himself.

When a young man named Sakunosuke Oda came to hand in the manuscript for the first time, Seiichiro Marui did not immediately discover the true charm of the novel with simple and concise words.

He gradually became addicted to it while bowing his head to examine it.

After regaining his senses, he caught the young writer in front of him almost as fast as he could in his life, who seemed to want to avoid it, but finally stopped moving.Marui sincerely thanked him for choosing his publishing house, and was also very grateful that he happened to go out at this moment on this day and met Sakunosuke Oda who walked to the door.

This is a meeting of fate!

Just as Marui judged, after the publication of Oda Sakunosuke's article, it brought a breath of fresh air to the declining Japanese literary world after the war.

The delicate brushstrokes describing the life of the bottom-level people in Yokohama, the subtle changes in emotions between people, and the overall gloomy tone, but there is always something warm and powerful, brought many confused people. Resonance and touch.

An excellent writer can awaken the spirit of readers with his works.Marui has always believed in this.In his opinion, Oda Sakunosuke is such a great writer.

He almost put all his attention on Oda Sakunosuke, no matter what problems the other party encountered, he would try his best to solve them.The overwhelming number of letters to readers sent to the publishing house, and the subtle changes in Yokohama filled his heart with enthusiasm, and he really felt that he was moving towards his original dream.

until something unexpected happens.

Oda house.

The corners of Marui's mouth twitched, his body bent over ninety degrees respectfully, his cheeks were completely facing the ground, and he apologized to the girl sitting on the opposite sofa in this gesture: "That...Miss Oda, the author who was originally scheduled to be held at the beginning of this month The meeting, due to some kind of force majeure, may need to be postponed again—I am very sorry!!!”

"En...?" The girl opposite was reading a book in a lazy sitting posture leaning against the arms of the person beside her. Hearing this, she slightly raised her eyelashes and said lightly, "It's okay."

She didn't pay too much attention to the so-called readers, but she just saw that Oda had held this kind of meeting before, so she wanted to take a formality.

"Thank you very much! Then, there is one more thing that needs to be consulted by Ms. Oda." Marui breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his waist, wiped the cold sweat from his face, turned his head and took out a plan from the document bag, " The short story "The Call of the Deep Sea" that you serialized in this magazine was photographed by the well-known domestic director Kurosawa, who contacted us, hoping to make a movie based on your novel..."

"Kurosawa? Is that the internationally famous Grand Slam director?" It seemed that he had also heard of the name of director Kurosawa, and Sakunosuke Oda, who was just watching quietly, suddenly added to the topic.After being confirmed by Marui's nod, he turned his head and praised his children, "Holyaki is really amazing."

Marui looked at Miss Oda who was very scary in his eyes, and after hearing the guardian's sincere and straightforward praise, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, showing a pleasant smile, like a cat that has been plucked.

That is really a girl with a mysterious and magical charm, when she smiled, Marui couldn't help but feel the cold smile.

"...If Ms. Oda doesn't intend to object, I will communicate with the director in the next step. In short, I will try my best to get the most favorable contract for Ms. Oda. If you have any special requirements, of course this is Side will also give priority to satisfaction." When he came back to his senses, Marui was in a cold sweat again.He tried his best to maintain his sanity and explained calmly.

Yingying finally looked at him squarely and said softly, "En. I'll leave it to you."

As a human being, Marui's willpower is very good.Hotaru is indifferent to all human beings except the ones she identified, and will neither deliberately make things difficult, nor will she restrain her breath more carefully for them.

Therefore, when the editor Seiichiro Marui of Oda Sakunosuke met for the first time, he was unconsciously affected by Hotaru's existence and momentum, and became quite afraid of her.

But even in such a fearful situation, the other party still insisted on coming to the door day after day for the sake of Oda Sakunosuke.His attitude towards her was also respectful and friendly, and he even recommended himself as her editor when she wanted to step into the literary world.

Among other things, courage is quite qualified.For this reason, even Dazai complained about it. Marui, a guy who is not afraid of death for his ideal writer, might be able to make a lot of achievements by joining the port of Mafia.

"Yes." Marui glanced at Sakunosuke Oda and laughed, "After all, Ms. Oda is a horror novelist who shocked the literary world with her debut work "Grey Mist". It is my honor to be in charge of your work. Although The fields of expertise are different, but you are worthy of being Mr. Oda's family, and both of you have top-notch literary talents."

"En, yes." These words made Ying slightly bend her eyes.

"It's a bit too exaggerated, Mr. Marui." Oda Sakunosuke stretched out his hand and scratched his cheek, feeling a little embarrassed by the compliment.

"Where is that! I'm telling the truth!" The editor with a strong desire to survive waved his hands again and again, trying to shift the topic to the aspect that he cares most about, "By the way, Mr. Oda, your next work When will it come out? Last time I heard you said that you were going to write a novel about youth, right? Where did it end? Everyone in our publishing house is looking forward to it!"

"This..." Oda Sakunosuke silently looked away.

"Mr. Oda?" Marui's eyes sharpened suddenly, "Could it be that you haven't started writing yet?"

"No... I still wrote a little bit." Oda Sakunosuke replied immediately.Even if it's just a few words.

"May I have the honor to help Oda-san sort out the manuscript?" Marui immediately grasped the words and looked expectantly.

Just when Oda Sakunosuke started to sweat coldly, Hotaru stood up and went to the study in silence.

Under the puzzled eyes of the two big men, she returned to Sakunosuke Oda with a manuscript.

"Firefly?" Oda Sakunosuke looked puzzled.He is very self-aware, and understands that the little words he writes cannot reach this thickness no matter what.

Could it be... Firefly helped me finish it?

Speaking of it, Hotaru did say that she accidentally dreamed about the future of this world in a dream, and she also read a lot of novels published by Oda Sakunosuke in the future in her dream.

Hotaru smiled, shook his head at Oda Sakunosuke, and displayed the manuscript upright.

On the snow-white grid paper, there is a row of elegant handwriting.

"Black Goat Forest"

"Is that so, Ms. Oda has been working hard lately." Marui looked at the manuscript handed over, his pupils trembled, and he showed a smile uglier than crying, "I will read it carefully."

When Marui was leaving in a daze, he vaguely heard the writer in charge say in a calm tone: "Hotura, don't bully Mr. Marui..."

Mr. Oda!As expected of you! !

Marui was so moved that tears were about to burst out, the document bag carefully held in front of his chest seemed to be a dick pressing on his heart, and it might explode at any time.

The young girl writer named Hotaru Oda has extremely special and strong writing characteristics. The words in her pen are mysterious and vague, novel, evil, and terrifying, but have a strong heterogeneous attraction.

*Man's greatest fear comes from the unknown.

Oda Hotaru is a genius who brings this fear to the extreme.

In her works, there are almost no specific images, chaotic, chaotic, and unspeakable supreme existence without rules, which completely breaks the traditional Japanese ghosts and 800 million gods, and makes people almost fall into the indescribable world with her brushstrokes. In the abyss of names.

Perhaps it is for this reason that Oda Hotaru's works have a completely different audience from that of Oda Sakunosuke.But there are also a lot of them and they are extremely loyal. Marui even feels that they have worshiped Ms. Oda as an indescribable 'god' in the novel.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have done extreme things several times to protest against the convening of the writers meeting.

That's right, the Oda Hotaru autograph sale originally scheduled to be held by Marui's publishing house at the beginning of the month was postponed several times because of the organized extreme actions of some of her fanatic readers.

The reason is ridiculous, these people think that they, mere mortals, have no right to allow Miss Oda to condescend to show up, let alone sign autographs and shake hands.Those guys think this kind of writer's book signing that's the equivalent of a fan meeting is a total disgrace to Miss Oda.Marui has personally contacted the prisoners who are currently being arrested and held in the police detention center. Hearing such absurd words, he couldn't help but feel that these guys are more like cult members than readers.

Of course, Oda-san, who was being treated with fanaticism and obsession by them, didn't look like a writer at all.

At least Marui can be sure that if it weren't for the existence of Oda Sakunosuke, a girl like that who is indifferent to the whole world would never be interested in writing novels.

As soon as Marui, who was entangled all the way, returned to the publishing house, he was notified by his immediate superior that the big boss wanted to see him.

He took a deep breath, exchanged glances with his sympathetic boss, smiled wryly, and took the elevator to the top floor.

The elevator doors open.A slender figure was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the scenery outside the window.The sleeves of the white shirt were slightly rolled up, and the exposed forearm was covered with bandages. The short black curly hair looked slightly fluffy. It was just a back view, but it exuded a gloomy aura that instantly made the blood freeze.

"BOSS." Marui approached, bowing his head respectfully.It sounds like a fantasy, but a few years ago, it was the biggest darkness in Yokohama that bought a publishing house that was impoverished because it insisted on following the traditional literary route, took over its operation, and developed it step by step to where it is today. Port Mafia.

The young man in front of him, Dazai Osamu, is the most famous and highest-ranking cadre in the port Mafia. According to legend, he is even more powerful than the leader.No one would have thought that this dark young man who was rated as having a mafia in his blood would spend at least two days a week to come here in person to make the highest decision of the publishing house.

"Yo, well done, Marui." Osamu Dazai turned around, glanced at his hand, and said happily, "He walked out of Hotaru-chan's house alive again. It seems that she really likes you .”

Marui smiled wryly: "BOSS is too much." In the girl's eyes, he never existed.Having been tempered by the society all the way to today, Marui still has basic self-knowledge.

"No, I'm not lying." The handsome young man with kite eyes casually sat back on the luxurious chair in front of the desk. He put his slender legs on the table and put his hands behind his head, looking tired With a leisurely look, "Even if Odasaku protects you, if you make her unhappy, you will only die worse. After all, Hotaru-chan is really willful."

"Ha...ha." Although he knew that he should go along with his boss at such a time, Marui couldn't help laughing.Why, since when did he, an ideal and pure passionate editor, have to endure this level of life and death tribulation?Obviously he finally met a reliable and talented writer, and obviously that writer also chose him, why did he become like this?

After all, Oda Sakunosuke, his favorite writer, why is the family composition so complicated?Whether it is Oda Hotaru whom he regards as his daughter, or his friend Dazai Osamu, they can be called the greatest evil and darkness in Yokohama!

No, it's even more strange, how did that guy Oda maintain such a natural mentality like a good old man in such a harsh living environment!Is it true that no one will die? ?

Feeling suffocated in his heart, he wanted to vomit, but he didn't have the guts to mention the secret to outsiders. Marui felt that he would suffocate to death sooner or later.

Osamu Dazai's eyes flashed across his face with a smile, and Marui felt that the abyss-like eyes were like a steel knife that directly searched and cleared his mind.He shivered, and immediately didn't dare to think about it in front of this person.

"Then, continue to work hard for the Oda family from now on." Dazai said in a soft tone, "The readers of Hotaru-chan who made troubles have been dealt with by Mafia at the port. I will leave it to you to continue the preparations for the meeting."

"Yes. But, in case a similar incident happens again..." Marui hesitated to speak, and finally retorted a little weakly.Among those readers, there was even a vile case of murder and impersonation due to competition for quotas, which had aroused considerable social repercussions. Any publishing house in China would have made the decision to stop the meeting, but this publisher The biggest boss of the club made his attitude clear.

"That's also normal." The young man in front of him took his legs off the desk, got up and walked to the sofa used for receiving guests, and leaned on Chloe, who at some point had raised a stack of manuscripts in his hand.

Surprised, Marui bowed his head reflexively, and sure enough, he found that the document bag he was tightly guarding had disappeared.

"Firefly-chan's new work, let me see~" Dazai Osamu muttered, his tone became a little like a little boy unwrapping a gift, and even the inherently scary aura on his body softened slightly.While looking at the document, he casually explained to Marui, "The words of Hotaru-chan have special magical powers, and you, Marui, who feel extremely painful every time you read it, must be very clear about this."

Marui nodded with a bitter face: "To be honest, reading Mr. Oda's article is a completely extreme experience of hell and heaven."

"Ha, I still agree with this point." Dazai Osamu laughed, "If Odasaku reads the darkness of human nature, and at the same time can detect the warm flashes from their actions that they have not noticed, Hotaru-chan What comes is pure darkness. Those who can be attracted by her are some real lunatics who are either overt or covert. There are quite a few people like Yokohama.”

"Then, BOSS, why do you insist on holding a meeting?" Marui couldn't help asking curiously, "Isn't it good to keep those dangerous lunatics away from Ms. Oda?"

"Of course it's because Hotaru-chan wants to play. Compared with those trivial matters, her wish should really be the top priority, right?" Dazai Zhizhi pouted confidently, "It's a matter of course to fulfill the wish of the lady you like. Mr. Marui Such a man is doomed to not find a girlfriend, probably since he was a student, he has not been popular with women, right?"

"What, what! There are still women who like me." Marui blushed, and was about to save a little dignity for himself, but suddenly realized the meaning contained in Osamu Dazai's words, and he was stunned.

"Speaking of which, does Hotaru-chan prefer Odasaku's type? The preference is too obvious." Aside from the shocked Marui, Osamu Dazai carefully flipped through the manuscript in his hand, thoughtfully After thinking about it, he said, "Marui, how about I join too?"

Marui was shocked: "Join?! What join! How are you going to join?!"

"Debut, oh debut. A writer made his debut." Dazai Osamu threw away the manuscript in his hand, originally he just said it casually, but when he thought about it carefully, his expression gradually became serious.

"It just so happens that I'm a little tired of the things at hand recently, so let's leave it to Mr. Mori to finish it." The young man who decided to find fun in a new field put on his usual majestic and serious look, and looked at the dull-looking editor opposite, Skillfully pressed in a deep voice, "Marui, you don't mind adding another editor, right?"

Marui stared dully at the inhuman young man in front of him.

Life is like this, often when you think you have fallen to the bottom of your life, you will tell you that there is an abyss below...