Chapter 172: Threesome? Probably yes.
Staying up late to exercise is not a good idea.
Ryukawa Toru said this to himself after discovering fallen hair on his pillow for the third time.
April 12, sunny.
Ryukawa Toru, who planned to change his exercise method, dug out a pair of sneakers and a black sweatshirt that he had not worn for a long time, and arrived at the bottom of the apartment building early.
The chubby clouds in the sky moved slowly, and the cleaning lady had just swept the streets at six o'clock.
A girl was wearing sneakers and standing at the door of the cafe that was not yet open.
Longchuan Che has never seen such a little girlfriend.
Wearing a hoodie looks cool and cool, with a pair of white wired headphones plugged into his ears and listening to music leisurely.
She put her hands in her jacket pockets, looked at the sky, and muttered something. Her youthful and sunny face easily reminded Ryukawa Tetsu of these words.
‘A woman of any age has her own irreplaceable beauty at that age. ’
The wife is charming, while Matsuzhi Muzi is as youthful and upward as the sycamore tree in July and August.
The morning sun was ironing her delicate sense and vitality, and her white sweatshirt was gently shaking in the wind, giving people a feeling of vitality even in this early morning when most people were not awake.
"Good morning, Muzi-san."
Ryukawa Toru's voice sounded like he had not woken up from sleep. He regretted asking his girlfriend, a sports student, for advice on exercise methods two days ago.
"Of course it's jogging, morning jogging."
"Running? Is it more effective than sit-ups?"
"Of course!" The girlfriend wrinkled her nose at that time, as if she was dissatisfied with this boyfriend who could only do crazy sit-ups.
"Running can significantly improve cardiopulmonary function, enhance heart endurance and efficiency, and greatly improve immunity. What else can sit-ups do besides improving abdominal core strength?"
Ryukawa Toru actually wanted to say that it would be enough to improve the core strength of the abdomen, but the girl looked at him eagerly at that time.
His girlfriend is a running enthusiast, and she posted a sweet question at the time. "Want to come together? Archer."
Well, for girls, doing what they like with the person they like is probably a very happy thing.
Ryukawa Tetsu wasn't sure he could get up, but he gritted his teeth and said okay when he looked into those eyes.
The early morning wind gently blew away the difficulties, and Toru Ryukawa was not the only one who was arrested for running.
The two of them found the eldest lady who had come downstairs a long time ago under the Hanzo Gate.
"Good morning, Muzi."
Miss Imamura also wore a set of sportswear, light blue, with no energy on her face.
She and Ryukawa Tetsu also had the habit of staying in bed, and they were the last to get up during the youth awards.
Looking at the two people who were equally unmotivated, Matsuzhi Muzi smacked his lips.
To a certain extent, these two people are very similar. They both like literature and like to sleep in. They can stay up late to write, but getting up early is like losing their soul.
"Excessive!"
Her boyfriend actually had very similar habits to her best friend, Matsueda Muko stamped her feet in annoyance.
The running route that Coach Muzi planned for the two of them was from near Kagurazaka all the way to Chidorigafuchi Park.
This is a section of the Imperial Palace moat located in the eastern part of Shinjuku City. In winter, red-billed gulls fly here, forming a V-shape that is very similar to a flying bird with spread wings.
The whole journey was four kilometers in total. At the beginning of the journey, Ryukawa Toru was calm and relaxed. In the middle, his legs felt like lead. By the time they reached the end, Ryukawa Toru and the eldest lady were exhausted.
"Are all liberal arts students... so weak?"
Looking at the two people lying on the green grass gasping for breath, Matsuzhi Muzi, who was just warming up, frowned.
My best friend and my boyfriend are both beginners in running. They don’t know how to control their cadence or breathing, they just keep running while hanging.
"You guys take a break, I'll run two more laps." Coach Muzi, who was still not satisfied, shook his head, writing that she couldn't compete with the two of them, and even three Ryukawa Toru and three eldest ladies were not enough for him to beat in running.
My legs felt as heavy as lead. Chidorigafuchi is a famous cherry blossom viewing spot.
Ryukawa Tetsu tilted his head and could see the eldest lady next to him who was also panting.
The girl was more concerned about her image than he was. She leaned against a huge cherry blossom tree. The pink cherry blossoms on it ruffled the water of the moat in the morning breeze and clung to the girl's hair.
"I heard you submitted a manuscript yesterday?"
The two have been working for two days. Yesterday, the eldest lady finalized her first shortlist. Toru Ryukawa remembered that it was called "Lantern Grass". It is a critical literary work that reflects post-war life and the impact of modern radiation.
"Yeah."
The girl pulled the ends of her hair around her ears and took off the cherry blossom petals stuck to her head.
"What about you? Still looking for "New Sensation" literary works?"
In fact, for current literary awards, it is safer to select class literature that is popular with the mainstream.
It is easier to be recognized by other judges, and the risk of being criticized by others is smaller.
Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!
Literary works must be meaningful and popular. Toru Ryukawa's behavior of selecting works of the "New Sensation School" is more like cultivating his own factional power.
"Grandpa gave you a shortcut, why did you take the long way around?"
The girl looked at Ryukawa Tooru with narrowed eyes.
The two are actually still hostile, but Ryukawa Tetsu doesn't care, the girl doesn't catch a cold, and the two people who should be enemies seem to be getting along well.
"Shortcut? Where is it?"
Lying on the green grass and watching the clouds crawling staggeringly in the sky, Ryukawa Tetsu asked with some confusion.
"If you follow mainstream literature, your status in the literary world will rise quickly."
The girl's face was wet with sweat, and she secretly opened the zipper on her sportswear to let the air inside.
Ryukawa Toru is a very bad person. The day before yesterday, she was brought along by the evil-minded boy Yuanteng Muzi because she laughed and joked, "Ryuchuan-san doesn't look like someone who likes running."
It's pitiful to see that the eldest lady's talents are all in the field of literature. If Muzi hadn't pulled her, the girl would have been lost halfway.
[The eldest daughter of the Kujo family has not returned yet. Is it because of the loss of morality or the loss of humanity]
At that time, Ryukawa Toru had already thought of the news headlines, but he didn't expect that the eldest lady, who was gasping for breath every step of the way, still followed little by little.
"That one."
Ryukawa Tetsu looked a little indifferent as he held the grass in his mouth.
"The difference between winning early and winning late."
The girl was not angry when the other party provoked her. She scratched Ryukawa Toru's ears with a piece of grass.
"Toru Ryukawa, do you know how you will return to Kujo's house in what form?"
"What's going on?"
Longchuan Che felt a little strange. The girl buried her face in the crook of her hands and looked at him with a teasing smile.
That's the kind of expression you don't regret when you jump so hard now.
"It doesn't matter."
Ryukawa Tetsu rested his hands on his hands, and the expression on his face was that no matter what you say, I will get that pot of pottery.
Desire for power?
Maybe both.
But for Toru Ryukawa, whether it was the Kujo home or the house in Yamanakako, they were all things left to him by his mother.
(End of chapter)