[Fukuhara Oto, a star born in the Japanese literary world, hailed as "Japan's Kafka." She published her debut work, The Journey, at sixteen and shot to fame overnight, followed by works such as Blind and Communication. At twenty, her debut made her the youngest-ever winner of the Kafka Prize.]
Nakajima Atsushi read the introduction on the title page, then looked at the girl sitting across from him and said excitedly, "We've accepted your request!"
[Things to Note]
1. The blurb may have nothing to do with the story.
2. There are original settings. Kafka exists and is a writer. There may be plot holes, and I might not fix them, but feel free to point them out. I'm always waiting for Asagiri to prove me wrong.
3. Wish fulfillment and OOC are a must.
4. Updates depend on inspiration. They should be more regular during summer vacation.
5. 1v1, and I've more or less decided who the love interest will be, but feel free to place your bets.
6. Every reader who found this story and doesn't mind its rough blurb is a little angel.
Emmm□□is it the Enoshima fan support group_(:зゝ∠)_The cadres and guerrilla captains are taking the lead in calling!
Ah, Dazai's guide is back. My definition of Mr. Enoshima (the heroine) is: leader. Convey your thoughts to the world and light a guiding light in the darkness. In fact, I can completely understand Oda Sakunosuke's bento, because I always feel that all the things and choices in a person's life have made him the person he is now, and apart from any of these, he is no longer him. Dazai must go through these cruel things to finally become himself. I wish Dazai happiness, and thank the author for writing such a good article. I'm not very good at expressing myself. Sorry, I hope Dazai can have this light in the end. The warmth in the darkness will not burn his light.
It seems like you can just fill in your real name on the computer version
I am now determined to stay at Old Ford. If you want to read the article, please go to Old Ford and IDpuri Hagi. See you at lof!
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You can go to the Jinjiang Forum and have a look. This matter is quite a big deal.
I feel so bad, please change the place QAQ
I couldn't stand it anymore, so I posted it in the comments first. I really lost my confidence completely... Chapter 14 Inheritance (3) Yinzi did not expect that it would be like this: she was sitting upright on the sofa of the Armed Detective Agency, with all her works spread out on the table, and almost all the members of the detective agency were surrounding her. "Teacher Enoshima, please be sure to give me your signature!" Kunikida bowed in a very standard manner. He was probably too excited, and his words even broke. "Xiao Yinzi, everyone in the detective agency likes your books, especially Kunikida." Dazai said seemingly casually. He sat next to Yinzi and put his hand on her shoulder, acting affectionately. As the center, Yinzi scratched her face, her slightly red cheeks revealing her mood. On the one hand, she felt shy, but on the other hand, she was happy because everyone liked her. In the end, Neko picked up the pen handed over by a woman and seriously signed the name "Enoshima Yuki" on the title page of the book. Kunikida held up the first signed book like a holy grail given by a goddess. The signature on it is not as unique as those specially customized artistic calligraphy. It is neat and neat, and every stroke is made with force and care. As the saying goes, words are like people. Mr. Enoshima, whom he admired, was as upright and pure as his neat handwriting. This may be why he was deeply attracted by his writing. The "ideal" and "justice" he pursues have been evaluated as being eccentric, but Enoshima Yu's words tell him that "the value of an ideal does not lie in its correctness." Although this is contrary to the "absolute correctness" he pursues, it gives him the confidence to firm up his ideal. However, what Kunikida cares about most at this time is—— "Dazai! Take your hands away and be respectful!" He said angrily. "Well, actually-" Yinzi wanted to explain. "Yeah, after all, Neko and I are 'best friends' who have known each other for five years~" As he said that, Dazai took advantage of it and took Neko's right hand, which was still holding a pen, with his other hand. "You guy!" Kunikida grabbed Dazai by the back of his collar and pulled him away from Neko. Dazai stretched out his arms like a snail that was grabbed by force, waving constantly, trying to grab Neko's hand again. Yinzi was a little confused, looking at all this blankly, and then couldn't help laughing. She was happy to see Dazai looking so energetic. Although he was still shouting about "die for love" and "suicide", there was no lifelessness in his eyes. Moreover, she could see the trust in Dazai revealed by everyone in the detective agency. They were not like friends or colleagues, but perhaps more like comrades--perhaps a more important existence than her (friend) after four years of separation, Neko thought, but she didn't know exactly how she felt in her heart. "Hey, Enoshima-sensei, can you sign one for me too?" "Me too!" Yinzi agreed one by one, although the result was soreness in his right hand. "Well, what do you think of the recently published "Moonrise"?" Yinzi couldn't help but ask, looking at the detective agency members who were holding the book in front of them contentedly. Then she thought of something again and said in a panic, "I'm sorry, am I too arrogant? After all, it has just been published, and it is impossible for everyone to have read it." Naomi couldn't help but feel cute when she saw Neko nervously grabbing the hem of her T-shirt. She had imagined the kind of writer who could write such delicate but strange words before. She thought that Enoshima-sensei would be someone who would act vigorously and resolutely, never smile, and would carry a sense of loneliness and pride in every gesture. In short, he would definitely not be as shy as Neko in front of her. "Actually, we have all read it!" Naomi smiled, with uncontrollable excitement in her tone, "I think it's great! Xiaobo's final choice is really unexpected. Speaking of which, I have a question for the teacher, why did Xiaobo pick up that button? What does this plot mean?" Xiao Bo is the protagonist of "Moonrise". She is a very capable woman. Her ideal is to become a parliamentarian, but she is forced to become a housewife because of social injustice. But by chance, her husband passed away, and she chose to have sex reassignment surgery to fight for her dream again. At this time, she met Chiyo who was wearing a purple dance skirt in the bar. Chiyo is a transgender person who cannot have surgery because of religious issues. Chiyo chooses to accept her body. "My soul is dancing in a tutu." This is Chiyo's answer to Xiaobo. In contact with Chiyo and more ordinary people who were regarded as special groups, Xiaobo gave up the operation. The plot of Xiao Bo picking up the clothes buttons that accidentally fell on the ground happened at this time. "Remember the buttons Xiaobo's mother sewed for Xiaobo at the beginning? They were decorations on Xiaobo's mother's apron, for emergency use. But this symbolizes women. It does not mean that Xiaobo approves of her mother's ideas, but that she realizes that if she abandons her female identity just for this reason, then what is the difference between her and her mother, and those who look down on her." When talking about her novel, Yinzi's face showed enthusiasm that is not seen in ordinary times, just like a mother who is proud of the excellence of her child. Dazai, who had gotten rid of Kunikida, was leaning quietly against the door, looking at the blush on Neko's face due to excitement, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. But if someone pays attention to this scene, he will definitely find that even though this tall and thin young man has a soft expression and looks calm and happy, he is exuding a strong sense of loneliness, like the thick fog in the mountains that lingers. "Dazai, will you take me back?" At some point, Yinzi had walked out of the space surrounded by readers. She walked up to Dazai, put her hands behind her back, leaned her upper body slightly forward, and her jewel-like eyes were filled with the figure of the person in front of her. "Okay." "How about Xiaoyinzi take me back? It's easy for me to fall into the water when I walk alone!" Everyone in the detective agency watched the two people gradually walking away, and they all exclaimed "Oh!" In unison. "Speaking of which, have you noticed? Mr. Dazai has never mentioned committing suicide for love once before." I don't know who it was, suddenly said. When Neko pushed open the door of the detective agency, she saw this scene: Kunikida pulled Dazai by the back of his collar and was walking towards another door. A beautiful woman with blond hair was sitting on the sofa, talking to Atsushi Nakajima, who had a dark face. But because she opened the door, now all four of them turned their heads. "Sorry, did I disturb you?" Yinzi smiled sheepishly. "How could that be possible~ Xiaoonzi, come here and sit for a while." Dazai broke away from the stunned Kunikida's hands, walked to the chair not far from the sofa, and motioned to Neko to come over. Yinzi watched the woman chatting with Atsushi and the others. She didn't feel bored at all, so she picked up a pen and wrote a few words. Dazai put on his headphones and seemed to be humming Playing some song, he sat next to Yinzi, holding his head in his hands, looking comfortable. "Moonrise Collector's Edition?!" The young and beautiful blond woman suddenly stood up and looked excitedly at the books on the wooden table not far away. The cover of the book is based on the theme of a full moon turned into a button, half of which is exposed at the lowest point. There is a black figure's back in the center of the button. The dark blue of the night and the yellowish brown of the button form a harmonious picture. This woman who had always acted calmly lost her composure, and everyone was shocked. "Sorry." The woman coughed lightly, then sat down slowly, "Because it is a book I like very much, so it is a bit too rude." "No, it's okay, Miss Higuchi. Let's continue, then?" Atsushi glanced at Yinzi who buried his face in his hands, and said with some humor. Dazai looked at Yinzi's reddish ears, smiled and leaned into her ear, and whispered: "Are you happy, little Yinzi? She is so popular." Heat rushed to her ears with the beautiful voice, and Yinzi's ears and cheeks felt a little hot. After she calmed down for a few seconds, she put down her hand and replied calmly: "Happy." The curve of her mouth could not be suppressed. "Can I tell her my identity?" Yinzi asked. In fact, she didn't need to ask. It was her freedom to tell or not, but for some reason, she always felt that she should ask Dazai. "No." Dazai looked at Yinzi intently. His eyes were illuminated by the sunlight coming from the window, but even if the rainbow reflected in his eyes, the darkness in the depths was still difficult to cover up. "At least, it's not possible yet. Sorry, little Yinzi, please wait a moment." Yinzi felt confused, but still nodded. She trusted her best friend in front of her wholeheartedly and never wavered.
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