Did Yokohama Bungo write today?

Andre Gide never imagined that his stagnant life could have such a wonderful development.

I can talk to my peers in the parallel world.

From the moment the man on the other end of the phone spoke, he had a certain premonition—that man was definitely another self.

André Gide fully believed that the other party could understand him and be able to tell him the meaning of life.

He couldn't help but think of the strange growth of the cherry blossom forest that he and his subordinates witnessed when they first arrived in Yokohama.

Unlike his subordinates who turned a blind eye to the weirdness of the cherry blossom trees, Gide was very concerned about these wildly growing cherry blossom trees, and he even let the cherry blossom trees intertwine in his station.

Those blooming cherry blossoms seem to be taken care of by the best gardeners in the world. The strange flowers bloom beautifully on the branches, which makes people think for no reason what kind of fertilizer can cultivate such beautiful flowers.

As a "ghost on the battlefield", Gide can feel the smell of gunpowder smoke from the cherry blossoms. He believes that these lonely cherry blossoms are nourished by the blood and ashes of the people after the war.

Gide is convinced that the cultivator of the cherry blossoms has personally experienced war, if not, he must also understand the despair of the "ghost on the battlefield".

Therefore, he earnestly hoped that he could meet that person and give both parties spiritual salvation.

It's a pity that he has found his "kind" now, and he can't bring relief to that person.

But when he "died together" with Oda Sakunosuke, Gide actually understood that he had not obtained real relief.

He was just deceiving himself and others, and wanted to use death as a once-and-for-all method to completely free himself who had no destination.

But he never thought that things would develop like this. He saw the person who seemed to have experienced the war, and even heard that person talking to his peers.

In any case, he was looking forward to his real salvation this time.

……

Yui Hanyu was very nervous at this moment.

Because he didn't tell all the teachers in the library about signing the contract with the "book".

Although he had already colluded with the rogue school teachers who knew about it, it was still extremely shameful to act in front of other teachers.

He could only keep choking in his heart, and then adjusted the assimilation rate of the acting to the highest level, completely handing over his consciousness to Mr. Anwu.

"I don't know what time it is in the library, so I just greeted you, Teacher Gide."

"It's okay." The man on the other end of the phone replied thoughtfully.

"The secretary said, I was the only one you met..."

[André Gide] Before he could finish speaking, another loud noise came from the phone.

"Mr. Gide, what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just that everyone's discussion is a little excited, but it doesn't matter, Mr. Roland has calmed everyone down."

"As expected of the conscience of the world!"

……

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and with the still noisy voice, [Ango Sakaguchi] asked the question that Gide had been looking forward to.

"Mr. Gide, there is a gentleman here. He wants to ask you, what is the meaning of your life?"

"..."

Gide held his breath, waiting for the relief brought by the peer.

[André Gide] was stunned for a moment, he sighed lightly, and replied solemnly: "I can't fully answer."

"There are always various contradictions in the world, which I have not yet fully understood. But I am eager to solve these problems that bother me, so I can only choose to travel and write."

"I try to let the characters in my works express the contradictions in my heart, let them feel and pursue the freedom and truth I expect."

"So, I don't like to talk big things and make so-called evaluations of others. I just want to let others understand myself thoroughly through my works."

"For me, living is probably because of writing."

"Writing is my spiritual confession after rebellion."

The man's steady voice stopped.

[Ango Sakaguchi] Looking at the thoughtful Gide and the other people with unclear expressions, he simply asked directly: "Then, Mr. Gide, can I recommend him to read your article?"

"Is that so? I'm free. But I suggest that he read more of Mr. Flaubert's books!"

【André Gide】Amwayed the writer he admired to the unknown gentleman.

"You..." Gide wanted to ask his peers some more questions, but the voice on the phone was even louder.

"Hello—" There was a sudden violent banging sound from the phone, as if something had been kicked away heavily.

The discussion stopped abruptly.

"Everyone, can you be quiet?" It was a young man's voice. The voice was not particularly clear, but it was enough to hear his irritable and bad temper. "You interrupted me to finish the draft!"

"Fedya! Please calm down!" Another friendly male voice sounded more educated than the previous young man.

"Fedya?" Osamu Dazai blinked with interest, "Fedya?"

"Isn't it because of you? Lev!" The young man's voice sounded even angrier, "If it wasn't for you, would I lose the bet? Would I be forced to rush the draft?"

"I'm sorry, Fedya." The youth named "Lev" seemed to apologize naturally, "But, can Fedya call me 'Lenia'?"

"Don't get too close to me!" Mr. Fedya rarely panicked, but he still whispered reluctantly, "Lenia..."

"That, did I hear you right?" The young man's joyful voice revealed endless expectations, "Can you say it again? Fedya."

"No!" The irascible young man refused resolutely and coldly. With a "tsk", he led another young man back to the next room to write.

The other end of the phone remained silent until a gentle male voice rang.

"As expected of Teacher Lev! Sure enough, I still have a lot to learn!"

"That's right, to make that 'the most difficult man in the library' write obediently..."

"It's horrific in a way, but it deserves a full interview."

……

The voice on the phone became noisy again, [Sakaguchi Yasugo] could no longer hear the voice of [Gide] teacher, so he simply hung up the phone once and for all.

"Your place is really lively!" Osamu Dazai clapped his hands, seeming to have completely shaken off the influence of "degenerate theory", "is it worthy of being a 'library'?"

"It's very lively!" [Ango Sakaguchi] admitted directly, but he changed his mouth again, "As expected, I still can't make it clear in a few words."

"However, the feeling of hearing one's own body talking is really amazing!" He pointed.

André Gide asked: "Another me, a writer?"

"Yes. We are all writers." [Ango Sakaguchi] replied without hesitation, "For us, writing can be said to represent the value of our lives."

"Has he found the value of life?" Gide murmured.

"We have already prepared the book in advance." Meiren Osaka had already taken out the work of [André Gide] when other people were talking, "Go and read another book written by you."

"People can always get the nutrition they need for their souls from books. When you encounter a good book, the vacancy in your soul can be filled." [Osamu Dazai] rarely showed a serious look, "Just like Akutagawa-sensei's book!"

"You are also him. Although you have different experiences, you are all 'André Gide', and you are the person who can understand him best." [Ango Sakaguchi] rarely explained the truth to others, "Then go Let’s write! From another you’s point of view, no matter what kind of life you live in, people can find their own happiness.”

"Well—I'm really not very good at explaining these principles!" The fallen man under the cherry blossoms smiled like this.

But that smile looked extremely desolate in the eyes of his peers.