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So it became a scene of eating together. At the dinner table, Nakajima Atsushi contributed a lot of empty plates. He is not someone who just keeps eating when others say treats, but he is too hungry, so he can’t stop eating. Yes, even if I said in my heart that I can eat another bowl, I can't stop my mouth at all.

Dazai-san kept clicking.

"What's Teacher Jing's last name?"

"... Tsurumi."

It's too careless to have the surname Tsurumi just because he committed suicide on the Tsurumi River!

If it wasn't for a mouthful of food, he would definitely complain.

That's how Tsurumi Kyo came out.

When Osamu Dazai asked where he lived, the novelist looked out the window gloomily.

"To be honest, I have lost my memory and have been living a wandering life for so many years."

Good guy, throw out the amnesiac character directly.

"However, I am so incompetent, I am just a waste before amnesia."

A gloomy aura emerged from every pore of the young man, and the gloomy aura on this man was stronger than anyone he had ever seen before.

"No, there is only one person who can cause Mr. Yucheng Tsurumi to such an extent. In this way, you are really extraordinary."

"Mr. Dazai is the one. At this age, he is still wearing a bandage like a junior high school student with a second-grade illness, and even blindfolded one of his eyes..."

Atsushi Nakajima coughed exaggeratedly, and the rice went into the trachea all of a sudden, "It's so uncomfortable..."

He always thought Mr. Dazai might have burns under the bandages, but was it because he was suffering from a second illness?

Is it his delusion, always feel that these two people are naturally at odds.

Crackling electric sparks flickered, and even the waiter who delivered the food felt in danger, and ran away in a hurry after putting down the soup and rice.

The door was pushed open, and the electronic doll hanging on the door frame said "Welcome" sweetly.

The young man in white coffee suit pants and a vest strode towards Osamu Dazai.

At this time, Osamu Dazai was counting the money, because Nakajima Atsushi was too hungry, and the money in the wallet dropped by half.

And Atsushi Nakajima is saying sorry in shame.

"It's just a meal. My partner can still afford it. You are my savior." He said very generously.

It turned out to be your partner's wallet, why is it in your hands?

After a short time together, Atsushi Nakajima also realized Mr. Dazai's unreliable character.

"Dazai!"

The wallet was snatched away, and Kunikida counted the banknotes alone, how much did he spend in just one day?

He is not a rich man, he has no savings!

"Where did you go, Dazai?"

"Today, the water in the Tsurumi River is very suitable for drowning yourself. I was confused by accident. It was this young man who saved me."

"Thank you. Who is this?"

"Oh, it's a colleague I just met who committed suicide together."

Kunikida Doppo: "..." It turned out to be another troublemaker.

"Still a novelist, though nothing has been published yet."

It hurts, Dazai-san!

----split line-----

After parting with the writers, Shui Jing took the manuscript she had worked so hard to write, and decided not to just give up.

He went to various publishing houses in Yokohama (there were only a few) in succession, but was politely rejected.

Those people are blind!

He decided to buy a publishing house himself.

He found a place where officials hid bribe money and gang laundered money, borrowed hundreds of millions, and bought a publishing house that was on the verge of bankruptcy.On the second floor of the publishing house, there are three other employees, together with the president, who previously worked on a periodical of folk tales.

"One book for two months?"

"Yes, yes." The former president said tremblingly, the new president not only bought his magazine, but also assumed all the debts, so that he survived on the verge of bankruptcy and suicide, savior.

"Well, publish this novel."

Mirror Cub threw the manuscript on the table.

"Excuse me, is this..."

"The novel I wrote, damn it, has been rejected by various publishing houses in Yokohama! Those people are all blind!"

So you bought your own publishing house after being rejected?

Trench guy.

Ordinary people can't do this kind of thing.

The original president pushed his glasses, opened the manuscript, and after a while: "It's really a masterpiece! Although there is only half of it...but I can't wait to read the next content! "The Egg of the Black Goat" is simply the most modern society. Wonderful satire! I see a new peak of nihilistic literature in it!"

Yes.

It turned out to be the world's fault.

The literary giants are no longer working, and Bole is naturally unemployed.

"To be honest, I was going to declare bankruptcy and become a homeless person, but this novel gave me renewed enthusiasm for struggle. President Tsurumi, let's make "Black Goat Egg" a milestone of Japanese novels in the 21st century! "

The two looked at each other and clasped their hands.

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"There are only 12 words, and only half of it is a bit high-risk. Please be sure to finish writing, the president. The complete story is in your heart, just write it out. There is nothing easier than this."

No, he had no idea what was going to happen next.

The original president gave him a pen and manuscript paper, left him alone in the president's office, and walked out respectfully.

Is he... being urged to write?

Is it more appropriate to use forced draft?

The thick curtains surround the room with no light at all, and the desk lamp is the only light source. Is it a small dark room?

It's not like he can't write.

Flipping through the end of the first part, Morijin is holding the child in the eye of the storm, what will happen next?Or cut into the timeline more than ten years later from the perspective of a child.

Damn, I only watched Angel Egg for a few minutes at that time.

A baby with four eyes and four arms, hiding his identity is the evil of this world. What is the purpose of his birth? Destroying the world is too old-fashioned.Assimilating human beings, breeding human beings...whatever is good, let readers take part in it, and feel the horror of the crisis that will come to them.

This kid has a wonderful ability, he can turn people into walking dead.

Consciousness is trapped in the brain, and nothing can be done except the body's instinctive reaction.However, the consciousness is sober, and it also feeds on animals.

"Isn't this a zombie?"

"Yes, this child is the true ancestor of zombies." What should I call it, Sengula?

Morijin gave birth to a strange child, so he was naturally very frightened.

Even if he is the leader of Mafia, he can't produce a father's love to raise a monster, let alone the horrible celestial phenomenon when he was born. The song of the siren is still echoing in his ears. He took the child and threw him off the cliff.

What broke him down was that the child would appear again the next day, whenever he fell asleep and woke up, he would always appear.

Mori Jinwai collapsed. He didn't sleep for seven days and seven nights, and the child didn't show up.

But he just took a nap, less than 10 minutes later, when he woke up, the child was in front of him.

He smashed him, burned him, smashed him, but no matter what, he will appear.

Mori Jinwai began to understand that the legend was true, that he really gave birth to an evil spirit.

And the evil spirits are hungry.

Morizuo's chest was soaked, and he began to produce milk.

"Wait, it can be said that a man's childbirth is caused by a mysterious force, but milk production... most people can't accept it?"

Mirror Cub decides to talk to the former president.

The original president took the newly released [-] words and read it word by word, and his face turned red.

What are you blushing about?

"Great! President Tsurumi, you are a genius!"

What's the matter, even he thinks something novel can be said to be a genius idea?

"The true ancestor's setting, brain invasion, disease of the living dead, evil in this world, religion... a masterpiece!"

"Don't you think it's too messy? There are endless new settings."

"A pile of uninspired settings is called chaos and disorder, and what a genius brain can come up with these wonderful settings! President Tsurumi, you are the pillar of modern Japanese literature!"

It's blown too much.

Having said that, Mirror Cubs are quite useful.

"Okay, I'll continue writing."

The plot advances to [-] words, the child grows faster day by day, and soon has the appearance of an adult man, his food is still his father's milk.

"Day, you look so sensual." Jing Zai penned his pen in worry, feeling as if he had opened a huge door.

It suddenly dawned on me, "I'm actually a pure lover."

This strange novel actually has an emotional line, and it looks very Japanese at first glance. Even the heavy taste and acceptance of Japanese people feel that it is somewhat curious, but it is so astringent.

When I wrote the paragraph where the milk flowed from the corner of the mouth, the mirror cub felt a little hot for no reason.

With 18 words, he got stuck again.

Because he couldn't grasp the psychological reaction of the true ancestor drinking milk.

The original president came on stage again, and after learning about the problem with the water mirror, Dayi took out his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, "Come on, President Tsurumi, I am willing to dedicate myself to the Japanese literary world, please suck my Fu hard..."

"Bangdang-!"

"Boom--"

"Crack-"

The original president was kicked downstairs.