The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

That night, after dinner, Mori Ogai left.

Taking advantage of free time, Qingque took out the previous manuscript again and asked Fukuzawa Yukichi and Ranpo to read it.

"It's a very good story. Ms. Qingque's words will make people feel warm from the heart." Fukuzawa Yukichi commented.

After hearing this, Qingque shared Mori Ogai's evaluation with Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"The two of you are worthy of being the old man's students, and your evaluations are the same."

Although it was slightly uncomfortable to share the same opinion with Mori Ogai, Fukuzawa Yukichi accepted it.

It's a random walk, but after reading it, the expression is serious.

"It's not a fairy tale. Xiaoque's story is not a fairy tale at all."

Qingque was slightly surprised, did she suddenly change her name?

"Ranbu actually thinks it's not a fairy tale?"

"I'm Xiaoque's good friend, what Xiaoque wants to write, Luanbu can know at a glance." Luanbu said.

Hearing this, Qingque couldn't help showing a happy smile.

"As expected of a random step."

The two of them were playing charades, and Fukuzawa Yukichi was confused.

But since Qingque is unwilling to say, Fukuzawa Yukichi will not speculate too much.Instead, I began to think in my heart, if it is not a fairy tale, then what is it?

According to the development of the story, Sakura is looking for the meaning of her name, and she will also find her own meaning.The old woman, Shidao and Shidao's younger sister Pingguo, the stories surrounding these people are also very warm and everyday.

If it is not a fairy tale, then what exactly does Qingque's words want to express?

"If Miss Qingque's story is finished, can I read it?" Fukuzawa Yukichi asked.

As early as today when getting along with Ranbu, he no longer treats Qingque as a child.

Due to her tactful guidance to Ranpo and her patient comfort to Ranpo, it is impossible to treat her as a child.

"Of course, if Mr. Fukuzawa wants."

The manuscript was finally put away properly.

With the approval of several people, Qing Que has a little more confidence in her work.

That night, Ranpo was carried away by Fukuzawa Yukichi.

According to the original words, there is a difference between men and women, even friends should pay attention to proportion.

Qingque himself didn't think it mattered, but after listening to Fukuzawa Yukichi's words, Luanbu began to become strange and unwilling to stay.

What can Qingque do, just get used to it.

There is always no way for Qingque to refuse the reasonable requests of minors.

In the following days, Qing Que began to manage the bookstore and write novels at the same time.

Because it is written by hand, and the hands of a 12-year-old girl are too delicate, Qing Que can only write a few pages a day, and it is impossible to type tens of thousands of words a day with a computer like before time travel.

And after that day, Qingque also occasionally saw the news that Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo teamed up to solve the case in the newspaper.

It's amazing to say, but it's very powerful.

Qingque had a good time watching it, and when Luanbu came to play with her, she couldn't help but praise Luanbu.

The days were calm for a while, and even Mori's days at the bookstore were much less.According to him, it is because he is the personal doctor of the leader of Mafia, so he is very busy and has no time to take care of her.

Qing Que had nothing to do except to tell her to be safe.

It is only occasionally that resentment towards the Yokohama City Government arises.

It seems to be in a dead end, the government holds the last remaining power but does nothing, the organizations are brutal and brutal, and there is almost no way out.

"In this city, even the definition of a human being is not clear." Qingque said to herself.

The first book is nearing completion.

Qing Que rubbed her sore wrist, then put away the manuscript.

It's time for the bookstore to close.

Stand up, prepare to close the door, and check if there are any customers who have not left by the bookshelves.

"Sorry, customer, it's closed now."

The red-haired boy looked up with a dazed expression.

Qingque was taken aback, "You are, Oda Sakunosuke?"

Ah, it was the boy who was claimed by the secretary as the murderer when he was in the same room with the female president's corpse in the office.

How should I put it, although this result was beyond Qing Que's expectation, it would not surprise her.

This is the world of animation, and it is simply unreasonable to use the three-dimensional method to regulate the paper people.

"Yes." Oda Sakunosuke nodded.

Qingque saw the book in the assistant of Oda Sakuyuki, which was "Light and Darkness" by Natsume Soseki.

"Do you like this book?" Qingque asked.

Oda Sakunosuke tilted his head, "Do you like it? Probably. I think this book is very interesting."

"To be honest, I also find it very interesting. But I haven't found the next book of this book." Qing Que said.

Knowing that there is no next book, the aura around Oda Sakunosuke is visibly weakened by the naked eye.

"The old man can find the next book."

Qingque was startled and almost jumped up.

"Wow! Old man, you really know when to show up." Qing Que complained.

Natsume Soseki stroked his beard, looking like an outsider.

Qingque saw it, it was an attempt to fool people.

"Next book?" Oda Sakunosuke was really interested.

"However, the old man feels that the content of the next book is very boring."

"Ah, even so, I would like to borrow from you, sir."

Qingque just watched the two of them back and forth, and then, the old man handed over to Sakunosuke Oda the book that she thought didn't exist at all, which she had been searching for for a long time.

Qingque: A look of resentment.

Oda Sakunosuke left contentedly holding the book.

"Old man, I don't welcome you so much."

"Huh? How come, Qingque has always been a good boy."

Qingque twitched the corners of her mouth, but in the end she still didn't intend to pursue it.

"Forget it, the old man has the old man's business, I will not interfere."

Natsume Soseki has returned to the state of a kind grandfather, "Qingque has always been firm in his heart, and no longer needs outsiders to polish it."

"...Just take it as your compliment."

"Are you shy? It's really rare. I found another place where the blue sparrow looks like a child."

The blue bird's temples are protruding.

Really, the longer we get along, the more interesting we find this old man.

"How is your writing?"

Qing Que closed the door of the bookstore. Hearing this, she said, "It's not bad, we can finish it tonight."

Natsume Soseki's questions always have no beginning and no end, as if on a whim.

Even sometimes, his question will be asked repeatedly.

"Do you mind if I take a look, old man?"

"Eh? You finally want to watch it?" Qingque raised her eyebrows, "I asked you to watch it before, but you didn't watch it, but now I want to watch it."

"People always become."

"You really know how to make excuses."

With disgust in his mouth, Qingque still handed over the manuscript that was about to be completed to Natsume Soseki.

The two arrived in the small tea room.

Qingque brewed green tea as usual.

The neon tea ceremony is not the same as planting flowers, and the utensils are also different.Qing Que didn't know how to operate the Neon tea ceremony, and the old man didn't specifically correct him, so Qing Que simply brewed tea according to his favorite method.

Anyway, it tastes good, so let's take it easy.

The light in the small tea room was a bit dim to prevent the old man from getting dizzy, so Qing Que found another kerosene lamp and put it beside the old man.

"Why do you want to look here, I'm not afraid that you will be blind."

"Qingque's concern is always so direct."

"If not directly, how can people know?"

"Makes sense."

A book is not long, and after two or three hours, Natsume Soseki finally finished reading it.

He sorted out the manuscript and put it in front of him.

"How is it?" Qingque asked.

Qingque is very aware of her own strength, but she would be happy to be praised for what she wrote herself.What's more, the person in front of him is a great writer.

Well, although it is a literary giant in anime.

"Qingque, in your opinion, what is a human being?" Natsume Soseki looked directly into Qingque's eyes, his heavy gaze seemed to penetrate her, trying to see her essence clearly.

Qingque put away her lazy expression, her eyebrows were knit together.

"It depends on which angle it is."

"Mr. Natsume, I once read a book in my hometown. It is written in the book, 'People are made up of all the relationships in society'."

"From a physiological point of view, as long as it has human characteristics, it can be called a human being." Qingque looked back at Natsume Soseki without the slightest timidity.

"And what about the children who were raised by wolves?"

Natsume Soseki was slightly surprised, "A child raised by wolves?"

"Children raised by wolves have human features but cannot speak, cannot read, walk on all fours, eat raw meat, hunt with claws, and are not even ashamed of being naked."

"Mr. Natsume, do you think this is still a human?"

Natsume Soseki would reply, but closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

I don't know how much time has passed, maybe not at all.

Natsume Soseki opened his eyes.

He said to Qingque: "Will Qingque be my disciple?"

It seems to reverse a little fast.

"Master, are you joking?"

"The old man will not joke about this kind of thing."

Qingque looked at Natsume Soseki carefully for a moment before smiling.

"Well, my pleasure."

She picked up the teacup and pushed it towards Natsume Soseki, "Teacher, please drink this cup of tea."

Natsume Soseki took the teacup, "I hope you can be more competitive than my other two students."

Speaking of this, just as he was about to drink tea, Natsume Soseki felt that the teacup in his hand could not be held.

Natsume Soseki:? ? ?

"what are you doing"

Qing Que held the teacup steady with one hand, and dragged the other hand to prevent the old man from drinking.

He looked at Natsume Soseki with vigour, "Are you planning to do something?"

"Ok?"

"Do you want to cut it first and play later, first accept me as a student, and then arrange me to do things as a teacher, just like Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi. Let me tell you here, I just want to be a teacher in the future. As a full-time writer, it is impossible for me to participate in some Yokohama construction projects!"

Natsume Soseki: ...was discovered?

"Why don't you think about it again?" He struggled, and began to grab the teacup to drink.

"No, I don't have that kind of brain. My ideal has always been to become a writer. If you accept me as a student with this purpose, then I will throw away this cup of tea."

Natsume Soseki: ... What are children so smart for?

"Okay, I promised you that I will accept you as a student, just to see that you are talented in literature. Let go!"

"no sooner said than done."

In the end, Natsume Soseki still drank the apprentice tea.