Chapter 86: Killing the Buddha in Xiuzhen Temple 3
"I'm here at Yumotokan Inn, Izu."
Ryukawa Toru pressed the hang up button on his phone and saw the gloomy woman and Mrs. Takeda who looked embarrassed.
They were blocked in a hot spring hotel, and their clothes were still put together in the open suitcase.
What happened is easy to guess.
"I met and chatted with Mr. Kaga today."
The woman gently pushed open the paper door that was only half open with one finger.
"What do you think he said to me?"
The woman's beautiful face was covered with black lines and frost. Seeing her like this, Ryukawa Toru guessed that the old man probably said something like, 'Ms. Takeda, why haven't I seen your master in the past few days?'
The two women look so much alike that they would not make a sound if they changed their clothes.
It's hard to tell who is who.
Mrs. Takeda pinched her clothes and looked out the window awkwardly.
The writer's tour was organized together by Kodansha, so it was normal for Takeda Mabi to meet her.
"This old man talks too much."
Mrs. Takeda tugged at the corner of Ryukawa Tetsu's clothes and signaled him to think of a solution.
"Won't you invite me in to sit down?"
Takeda Maifei had a clear view of the two people's little moves. The woman stood at the door and raised her eyebrows at Ryukawa Toru.
Women give people a refined and noble feeling wherever they go.
It was New Year, and the woman was wearing a white snowflake-like kimono with a handkerchief tied on her hand.
The fur collar at the neckline is somewhat graceful, and the brightly colored large "Baoxianghua pattern" on the belt is very gorgeous.
The kimono was very beautiful, and Ryukawa Cheru took a second look at it.
"My sister is asking you something."
Mrs. Takeda's lowered voice pinched Ryukawa Tetsu's waist, and she felt a little angry for some reason.
It's really not appropriate to invite the other person in. There are too many traces of ambiguity between men and women in the room.
Ryukawa Tetsu used his body to block the writing brush on the table, warmed the wine, put on the gauze, coughed and said, "Go outside."
The gauze can cover the face and tie the hair.
Takeda Zhenbi looked at her sister like a dead person.
There was snow falling in the hazy sky, and there was a "hot water path" coming out of Yumotokan.
The clear spring is introduced into the sulfur hot springs of Yumotokan through wooden pipes, blasting out bursts of hot air all around.
"I heard that the sales of "Snow Country" are good, congratulations."
The cold beauty is particularly suitable for Hatsuyuki. She is holding the hotel's paper umbrella and walking on the Men's and Women's Bridge. Behind her are Takako Takeda who looks embarrassed and Toru Tatsukawa who is looking around.
Yumotokan is built among pine trees, and you can see the Atami in the distance.
Various Showa-style buildings are set up on both sides of the "Tangdao", and walking slowly has a unique flavor.
"My grades could be even better if you didn't mess with me."
What's the score of "Snow Country"?
In fact, it can only be regarded as okay.
The total sales volume was more than 200,000 yuan. If Miyasei Ichitaro and his gang had not stood up to criticize before, 300,000 copies would have been sold out.
The impact of the collective boycott of literati was too great. Ryukawa Toru's "Snow Country" was only bought by those who found the rhetoric beautiful.
Such readers are uncertain and may not buy the next issue of "Snow Country".
Pure literature, popular literature, light novels.
Various literary publications have their own circles of readers.
Toru Ryukawa has not established a firm foothold in the circle of readers of purely literary novels. He has now wandered into two other fields.
"Maybe "Snow Country" is more suitable as a popular reading."
The woman's mouth showed sarcasm. This sentence was equivalent to a curse in the literary circle, but Ryukawa Toru didn't react much.
"What's going on with you two?"
The lack of response to this mockery made her look even more like a clown. Takeda Maifei shook her sleeves and looked back and forth between the two of them. In the first month of the year, it is more common to wear kimono and formal attire.
Two people walked out of the room, one wearing a black haori and the other wearing a gold red leaf furisode.
Takeda Takako felt that the two of them did not look like a couple, and the young master had a greater sense of déjà vu with his lover.
Thinking of the eye mask and warm wine in the room, Takeda Mafei felt vaguely uncomfortable.
She looked so much like Takeda Takako that she couldn't imagine her sister doing that kind of thing under a man with a face exactly like hers.
"I, I.."
Takeda Takako was hesitant and speechless, and Ryukawa Toru looked at the woman with hidden anger in her eyes.
"Why are you asking so clearly?" Toru Ryukawa put his hands on the woman's waist and gently raised Takeda Takako's face next to the men's and women's bridge,
"Look, the wife is shy."
This is a young man with red lips and white teeth, but he has the air of a libertine.
The New Year's winter snow fell on the bewildered wife's face, and Toru Ryukawa gently wiped it with his fingertips.
Probably because he didn't expect Ryukawa Toru to respond in this way, Takeda Takako blinked and watched the snowflakes in the sky fall on the boy's head, and his soft heart suddenly skipped a beat.
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"Don't touch her."
A chill suddenly rose up in Takeda Zhenbi's whole body, and she seemed to be able to feel the warmth of the hands placed on her sister's lower back.
With his broad palm, he gently rubbed his body through the fabric.
The other party's reaction was a little excited, but Toru Ryukawa did not let go of Mrs. Takeda.
He half-hugged the stiff woman with a lazy look on her face.
"Is there anything else? If nothing happens, we have to go back to the room to rest."
The word 'we' was written very hard. Takeda Maifei watched Ryukawa Toru pinch her sister's waist and groaned unconsciously.
There is a mapping phenomenon in psychology, and Ryukawa Toru didn't know if he could explain the situation in front of him.
When you see your palms being burned by the fire in the mirror, you will feel the pain yourself.
Ryukawa Toru's hand slowly slid down from his wife's waist, and Takeda's face turned red amid the sound of clear water.
"Enough."
Princess Takeda grabbed Takako Takeda who would not resist.
The woman glared at her sister with hatred, and looked at Ryukawa Tetsu with a cold face.
"You two want to get together? Do you know what your relationship is?"
The wooden planks of the Men's and Women's Bridge creak when stepped on.
Ryukawa Toru felt that she probably didn't know much about his relationship with Mrs. Takeda.
Have we lived together in the same room?
Then please send Akane Takeda over in a package.
The two lived in the same room when they were children.
I didn't say anything if I wanted to ask, because at this time the little secretary I had met before ran over.
"Executive, the schedule for Xiu Zen Temple has been arranged."
Kodansha had an agenda here, and the leader disappeared halfway through the event.
The little secretary's steps were a little hurried, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the angry woman.
"Already started?"
"Well, let's go there together."
The two women chatted for a few words, and Concubine Takeda was about to leave.
Then he turned to look at Ryukawa Toru.
"Are you not willing to accept that your work is not recognized by the literary world?"
The woman held her struggling sister in her hand.
"Would you like to come with me to meet the entire Japanese literary world?"
"Snakeman."
(End of chapter)