Writer saves the world

The scenery on the rest day always looks better than usual. Even if the rain is terribly cold and the ground is wet and the shoes are full of mud, I can still happily face the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella , A word of praise is clever and sweet.

This is especially true for Kitahara Hakushu who has been working overtime overnight for several days. The rain seems to have washed away the bloody smell from his body in the night, so when his fellow Ishikawa Woodpecker complained that the rain had soaked his shoes, he could still smile Persuaded: "After it rains, the air will be much cleaner, isn't it also very good?"

Ishikawa Woodpecker curled his lips, "If it wasn't for waiting for you, how could we have run into this terrible weather."

He is considered a half-jobless vagrant, and Kyosuke Kindaichi who came with him is also a free man who doesn't have to work. If it wasn't for the rest time of the social animal Hakaki Kitahara, he and Kyosuke Kindaichi could go out on a warm sunny day with the sun so that he wouldn't have to suffer from the cold The bitterness of rain and cold wind.

Beiyuan Baiqiu smiled wryly: "Okay, okay, I'll treat you to a drink tonight."

Ishikawa Woodpecker shook his head, and said again: "You have to laugh at Yangxuan's wine."

"Woodpecker," Kyosuke Kindaichi couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "It's almost enough, Kitahara can't afford such an expensive shop."

The low-level handyman at the port Mafia can earn a little money. Just seeing that Beiyuan Baiqiu would come to him from time to time to play the autumn breeze, one knows that Beiyuan Baiqiu can't afford to hire high-end Kyoto restaurants in the urban area.

Ishikawa Woodpecker glanced at Kitahara Hakushu, and said meaningfully: "Really?"

Beiyuan Baiqiu laughed dryly, "Just leave me two days' food money, otherwise I'll have to go to Jingzhu's place to eat and drink again."

Of course he has money. The wages of ordinary Black Lizard members are equal to those of the small leaders in the society. Beiyuan Baiqiu has no hobby of burning money. It can be said that he has a small savings, but he has to pay for Ishikawa Woodpecker went to eat the good wine and food of Xiao Yangxuan, he would rather spend money to give Kindaichi Kyousuke a few rare out-of-print books.

Not to mention anything else, Ishikawa Woodpecker's vigilant expression of blowing hair and staring at him like a thief is enough to pay back.

A black-hearted information dealer pretending to be a poor scholar, if he hadn't had to maintain his image in front of his ordinary friend Kyosuke Kindaichi, Kitahara Baiqiu really wanted to roll his eyes to heaven.

Ishikawa Woodpecker and Kitahara Hakushu looked at each other, and sparks flew in the air.

Only Kindaichi, Shin, Honest, Kyousuke, who was walking in the middle, was still looking for his way, unaware of the verbal confrontation between the two friends on his left and right.Through the rain curtain, he identified the signboards of the shops on the street one by one, and when he saw the big word [音屋] on the wooden signboard, he said happily: "Here!"

Kitahara Baiqiu and Ishikawa Woodpecker immediately withdrew the eye knives they threw at each other, and snorted in unison.

"Why did you start again..." Kyosuke Kindaichi scratched his hair in trouble, obviously there was no conflict between the two people when they didn't meet, and they would bring each other souvenirs when they went out, but even if they pinched each other every time they met, it didn't matter. Know what's wrong.

At the beginning, Kyosuke Kindaichi tried to make peace with them, but of course it didn't work. Now he can ignore them, so as not to affect his expectations and good mood for the bookstore.

Kyosuke Kindaichi stood outside the bookstore, first looked at the layout and decoration of the bookstore through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and then stretched out his hand to push open the glass door, "Excuse me."

The teenager sitting behind the cashier by the door put down the book in his hand, raised his head and said in greeting, "Welcome. Please put the umbrella on the shelf."

The boy was wearing a brown apron with the words Naruto written on it. He had rust-colored red hair and was very distinctive. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and looked very capable and stable.Kyosuke Kindaichi noticed the small plaque on his chest, which said "Oda Sakunosuke", which should be the boy's name.

Oda Sakunosuke pointed to the umbrella stand on the side for customers to put their umbrellas on, but there was no umbrella on it, just as empty as a bookstore with no customers - Kyosuke Kindaichi and the others were the first wave of customers in the past three days.In fact, the temperature dropped and it rained today, and Oda Sakunosuke never expected that there would be guests coming.

Kyosuke Kindaichi put away the umbrella and asked Oda Sakunosuke, "Excuse me, I heard that you can rent books back from your store..."

After hearing him finish the first half of the hesitant sentence, Oda Sakunosuke replied skillfully: "Well, the deposit for the rental card is 50 yen, and you can borrow up to two books at a time. The rent is calculated at [-] yen per day per book, and the longest If you rent for one week, you need to pay an extension fee of [-] yen per day for an extension.”

Five hundred yen is almost the average price of books on the market today, and even the poor living nearby can afford to grit their teeth. The rent of ten yen a day is even cheaper. For those who are too shy to afford it, Also bearable.

Kyosuke Kindaichi took out his wallet without thinking, "Please help me get a card."

"Okay." Oda Sakunosuke took out the registration book and library card from the drawer, and asked Kindaichi Kyosuke to write his name, address and contact information, and said, "You can read any books that are not in plastic seals in the store. Make sure which two you want to borrow. Bring this book to me to register later. If you want to buy a book you like, you can also tell me the title of the book, and I will get you the unopened new book."

Kyosuke Kindaichi heard the words, and couldn't help asking: "Can these books be read casually?"

Oda Sakunosuke said: "Yes. There are tables, chairs and tea over there. You can sit down and read slowly, but you should be careful when reading. If the book is dirty or damaged, you will have to pay for it."

"Yeah, I understand that." Kyosuke Kindaichi nodded again and again, all his thoughts were occupied by the books in the store, and he fell into the bookshelf with bright eyes, and the two friends who were still bickering among elementary school students were completely taken by him. Forget it.

They are all mature adults, and they will not look at them for a while and will not get lost. Compared with them, the books on the bookshelf are more attractive.

Although other bookstores also allow customers to browse books, the ultimate goal is to sell books. If you don’t buy anything and spend a long time reading books in the store, you will be invited out by the clerk.

Kyosuke Kindaichi had this kind of experience several times. When he saw a book he liked but had no money in his pocket, he really liked it, so he had to gobble it up with the cheek of the clerk, fearing that he would be kicked out by the clerk. That feeling was like his whole life. I can't forget it.

So there is a bookstore that allows customers to sit in the store and enjoy the time of reading. Just because of this, Kyosuke Kindaichi's nose is inexplicably sore. He rubbed the tip of his nose and searched left and right for the book he wanted to read.

Naruto's storefront is not big, except for the newspaper rack at the door, there are only three rows of bookshelves in the store.The two rows of bookshelves on the left and right walls are higher, and they are of the style with cabinets underneath.The books are neatly arranged, wrapped in transparent plastic wrapping paper, and the titles and authors on the spine of the books can be seen at a glance.At the bottom of the spine, there is a label with the word "Naruya" and a number, probably for the convenience of recording the entry and exit of the book.

The bookshelf in the middle is slightly shorter, and it is a style that is more inclined to the function of a display shelf. There are only a dozen books on it, and the cover design can be seen from the front, so that people can know that these are recommended books. A feeling that you have to pick it up and take a look at it anyway.

"Rashomon", "Dancing Girl", "No Place in the World", "Golden Yaksha"...

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Mori Ogai, Dazai Osamu, Ozaki Momiji...

Kindaichi Kyosuke silently read the titles and authors on the bookshelf. He thought he had read a lot of books and knew a thing or two about writers big and small in the literary world, but he had never heard of these titles and authors so strangely. Some of them gave him a sense of familiarity...

—— "A Handful of Sand", Ishikawa Woodpecker.

This name made him feel a little indescribably kind, as if he had a friend named this name, but when he wanted to think about which of his friends had the same name as the writer, the sense of familiarity was like fish. Like a child, it slipped through his fingers, as if the familiarity was just his illusion.

This writer's name was clearly the first time he saw it, it was just a stranger's name.

Kyosuke Kindaichi thought about it, took down the "Yijisha" from the bookshelf, and opened it carefully.At the beginning, he didn't have any expectations for the quality of the works - the writers he hadn't even heard of at all were probably not good enough, he just hoped that they wouldn't be too bad.

But after reading the first short song at the beginning of "A Handhold of Sand", he knew that he was very wrong.

Not only is it not too bad, what he is holding in his hand is obviously a masterpiece of talent and admiration, and the beauty and talent flowing in just a few lines of text are the unique brilliance of genius.

Kyosuke Kindaichi couldn't help letting out a low exclamation, like a child who found a treasure, he wanted to ask Ishikawa Woodpecker and Kitahara Hakushu to read it together.Kitahara Hakushu was holding a copy of "Rashomon" and was engrossed in it, saying "immediately, immediately", but his feet did not move.

Bei Yuan must have read a good book.Kyosuke Kindaichi thought so, so he stopped bothering him, and just showed "One Grasp of Sand" to Ishikawa Woodpecker who came over. Ishikawa Woodpecker held a copy of "Song of the Goat" in his hand, and handed it to him with a smile: "This one is also good."

Oda Sakunosuke was sitting behind the cash register, watching the customer registered as "Ishikawa Takuboku" accept the poetry collection of [Ishikawa Takuboku] without any surprise, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Futaba Tingming's so-called "little trick" is really Too modest.

Before the bookstore opened, he had asked Erye Tingming about these books. As the person who has known Erye Tingming for the longest time, Oda Sakunosuke probably had some guesses about the origin of these books. Naturally, he knew that this author was not that person. The Natsume Soseki who Tingming Erye hooked him back then was not the Natsume Soseki he knew.

Oda Sakunosuke doesn’t care about the author Oda Sakunosuke being read by others. At most, he would think about such trivial things as being found to have the same name as other authors if he publishes himself in the future, but no one dares to say that the bookstore Among so many writers, is there any one who has the same name as a high-ranking official or some dangerous person?

Books are too private, as long as you have read them, you will know that the same name is not a coincidence, if you are not careful, you will get into trouble.

Oda Sakunosuke has already washed his hands, and he only wants to live a peaceful life at home in the future.

Regarding his worries, Erye Tingming comforted him easily: "Don't worry, I used some tricks to cover up, so I won't be noticed."

The perceptual confusion and memory correction dominated by "books" are enough to make people ignore the coincidence of the work and the author's same name, even if Wilde read "The Portrait of Dorian Gray" written by [Wilde], and Heine recited [Haine Nirvana wrote "Roman Tsera", and Ishikawa Woodpecker read "Ichisha Sand" by [Ishikawa Woodpecker], they would also subconsciously ignore the sense of disobedience, as if the author was the name of a stranger they had never met.

The range of effect of this skill is the whole world, and it belongs to the content that Erye Tingming wrote immediately after he had energy. From now on, no one will find out the secrets of those books in [Mingya], and he will only think that he has found a treasure bookstore , which are full of excellent masterpieces of buried writers.

Now only Oda Sakunosuke and Nakahara Chuya, who knew the secrets of the book before this, and Natsume Soseki and Rimbaud who Oda Sakunosuke didn't know they knew were not affected by the skill effect, even Gojo Satoru and Jiang who vaguely felt something was wrong Ranpo Togawa was blinded from perception.

Six Eyes and Hundred Eyes are not suitable for knowing too much, in order to protect their small human brains from being blown up.

"jingle--"

The bell hanging on the door rang crisply with the arrival of another guest, and Oda Sakunosuke heard it and said, "Welcome."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Rimbaud's face that was slightly blue from the cold, and his long black hair was wet with moisture, and he forced a shallow smile at him, as pale and weak as a beautiful white lily.

"Oh!" Oda Sakunosuke hurriedly stood up, let Rimbaud sit in his armchair with a blanket and a small heater to warm up, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe his wet hair, "Why are you here in such a cold day?" , I haven’t brought an umbrella when it’s raining, so I’m going to get sick.”

Rimbaud hummed in a low voice, and then explained: "It started to rain when I was almost there, and it was too far to turn around, and someone happened to ask for directions, so I brought them here together."

As he spoke, he pointed to the door, Beiyuan Baiqiu, who peeped at him with a low eyebrow, almost lost his grip on the book, wondering if he was dreaming, or the villain who beat him so hard that he couldn't stand up on the training ground every day. The ghost boss has twins who look exactly the same—after accidentally making eye contact with Rimbaud for half a second, Kitahara Baiqiu honestly lowered his head, pretending that he was a non-existent air.

Sure enough, there was no mistake.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't pay attention to Rimbaud's brief eye contact with Kitahara Hakushu, his attention was attracted by the person standing outside the door.

They were two men in black kimonos. They were wearing clogs in winter and only wore a haori. They were holding a paper umbrella with a rather retro style. There was a gloomy and cold atmosphere in the rain.

One of them had a sword at his waist, and just by the way he was standing, Oda Sakunosuke knew that he must be an extremely powerful swordsman—even stronger than Fukuzawa Yukichi. He just stood there relaxed and natural. There, it is natural that there is no flaw that can be shot.

Another man who looked thinner and older knocked lightly on the glass door, and asked politely through the door like a visiting guest, "Is Mr. Erye Tingming here?"

Oda Sakunosuke paused, remembering that Futaba Tingming told him in advance that there would be guests staying overnight these days, he opened the door and asked, "Are you two from 'over there'?"

The young man with the sword said: "No, we are from—"

"We are from 'there'." The older man stopped the young man in time, and smiled at Oda Sakunosuke, "My name is Kamado Tanjuro, and this is my partner Tsukuni Enichi, please Take care."