The Umezono Residence is made of an old wooden structure, giving people a very solemn and traditional feeling. If you must say it, it looks like the house of a great writer.
Generally, no outsiders are allowed except by appointment.
But the relationship between Kagurazaka and the Umezono family is quite special. Kagurazaka’s father was once the lifesaver of Umezono Rintaro.
Kagurazaka is also the editor-in-chief of Senjumura Masayuki, so naturally there are not so many restrictions.
"Xiaohua, I’m sorry to bother you by visiting without an appointment." Kagurazaka knocked on the door of the Umezono family and said apologetically.
Unlike the hot early summer, the luxurious wooden mansion is a little cooler.
Senjumura Masayuki is wearing a lilac home kimono, with slender white ankles exposed, as warm and moving as mutton-fat jade.
She raised her white wrist, revealing a small arm like a lotus root, and waved her hand with bandages wrapped around her fingers in a "four-eight-seven" motion, smiling gently:
"Dad heard that you were coming, so he has been waiting for a long time!"
"Ah, this is really rude. It’s so rude to let the uncle wait for so long. Let’s go quickly!" She changed into guest slippers at the entrance, followed behind Senjumura Zheng, and walked towards the study while chatting.
"Xiaohua, how are your grades recently?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be more than enough to enter Sobu High School, but my father still doesn’t want me to touch novels or even the Internet."
The girl’s expression was a little gloomy.
Kagurazaka sighed. As an outsider, it was not good for her to intervene in other people’s family conflicts.
Let’s not talk about this topic.
"It’s okay. You can talk about the novel after you get into high school. My recent performance is also very good."
"Is it because of Ikaros?"
"Well, Xiaohua, you also know about him?"
She suddenly remembered that when Gaochuan Shuo just joined the group, the two of them had a few words.
That shocked the group of writers!
But the girl’s mobile phone was confiscated later. It was still a tragic story.
"Dad, Miss Kagurazaka is here."
After a few words, the two had arrived at the door of the study, and Senjumura Zheng knocked on the door.
"Oh, Xiaohua, let her in." A strong voice came from inside.
The two opened the door and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black kimono, full of energy, and a slightly thin face, kneeling on the tatami beside him.
The table in front had been placed with freshly brewed tea.
Rintaro Umezono is about to turn fifty!
He has won the 14th Yoshikawa Eiji Literature Award and is a famous writer of period novels. He is also popular among many readers for his prose and essays. He is a top writer in the field of popular literature!
"Uncle, how are you doing recently?" Kagurazaka bowed and greeted him, asking with concern.
"Haha, thanks to your father’s help many years ago, I am in good health now. Come over and sit down for tea., you said on the phone that you wanted me to recommend an article? What kind of article is it? " Umezono Rintaro asked Kagurazaka to sit down. "It’s a short literary novel called "A Bowl of Clear Soup Soba Noodles", written by a very talented newcomer under my name. " Kagurazaka said, and took out the manuscript of "A Bowl of Clear Soup Soba Noodles" from her handbag. Senjumura Zheng saw her father and was a little angry, but she was also curious about what kind of article Miss Kagurazaka would bring. She also sat down next to Kagurazaka. Umezono Rintaro was a little helpless: "Hey, my little girl made you laugh." Kagurazaka’s mouth twitched, and finally decided to ask: "Uncle, did you quarrel with Xiaohua again recently? ”
Umezono Rintaro glanced at his daughter and sighed:
"Kagurazaka, you know Xiaohua, it’s not that I’m too strict with her."
"Look at her hands. When she’s writing a novel and can’t write, she hurts herself…"
"What father do you think can see this? !"
Kagurazaka was stunned!
She noticed that the other person’s hands were wrapped in bandages at the beginning, but she didn’t expect it was because of this.
She felt that she had to persuade the child later…
Chisumura Masaru turned his head and said slightly angrily: "But dad, I haven’t written novels recently, why don’t you give me my phone back? ”
Umezono Rintaro rolled his eyes unhappily: (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
“How dare you say that? Once you pick up your phone and read novels, you can’t stop. Sometimes you don’t sleep all night. 0…….”
“If your mother knew about these things, she would kick me out.”
Chisumura Masaru: “I don’t care. Then give me back Mr. Ikaros’s "Four Lies"!”
“Impossible. Don’t keep talking about Ikaros in my ear every day. It’s annoying. He is just an ordinary light novel author. Why do you care about him so much? Look, the sales of your father’s novels of the times are higher than his light novels, and you don’t care about your father so much!”
“Your novels are not good at all!”
Umezono Rintaro was suddenly struck by lightning, and then he felt like he had turned into a cracked stone……
“……My daughter said my novels are not good at all? "Rintaro seemed to have vomited out a ghost, and kept muttering in a low voice.
It was obviously very difficult to accept this conclusion.
Kagurazaka: "…"
From a certain perspective, Senjumura Makoto and his daughter are both more problematic children than Yamada Fairy.
Kagurazaka hesitated to speak, but finally added: "Uncle, in fact, the work I brought today is the work of Ikaros…"
Hearing this.
Umezono Rintaro’s mouth twitched, and his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly and said: "The author you want me to recommend is the guy Xiaohua thinks is better than my novel?"
Kagurazaka felt that something was wrong, but she still nodded. 1.8
"What, is this the new work of Mr. Ikaros, Miss Kagurazaka, let me see it."[]
The girl looked at the article in Kagurazaka’s hand with a twinkling eye after hearing this.
She wanted to see it first.
Rintaro Umezono, who was standing by, felt hurt.
But he didn’t refuse, and sighed: "Show it to Xiaohua."
No matter what, she is her daughter after all.
"……"
"A bowl of clear soup soba…" The words "a bowl of clear soup soba…" were written very beautifully, and she was attracted at a glance, and ripples suddenly appeared in her clear eyes.
"The story takes place in a noodle shop called Beihaiting?" Qian Shoucun Zhengying opened her lips slightly, and her ethereal voice murmured and savored the story.
"……".
