Chapter 35 Someone has the ability to be half human and half tiger. You can’t be worse than him, right? (That expression
become? create?
"Who can I become? What can I create?" Qian Jianmu shook his head and smiled, leaning against the window, using his fingers to brush away the white hair that was blown onto his face by the breeze.
He avoided the topic that was known to both of them, and instead threw the question back with a rhetorical question.
This kind of confrontation and negotiation was too much for Sengenmaku. He was well versed in the essence of talking nonsense and going around in circles, so much so that while he was thinking about the deeper meaning of the words, he even had time to distract himself and observe Natsume Soseki.
Is it true that there is no tail underneath such a long dress?
Natsume Soseki suddenly felt a chill behind him, but he didn't care. He just smiled helplessly and gently.
"The child is innocent, but a child holding a gun is a thug. If the gun goes off accidentally and injures someone, even if the child is innocent, he or she will inevitably be hit by a few bullets in the conflict. Once the danger is eliminated, who will care whether the child did it intentionally or unintentionally?"
"The child is still young, uncle." Qian Jianmu laughed strangely, and he teased: "The child is a real child now."
The tricolor man knew that Qian Jianmu understood what he meant, and even though he was secretly laughed at, he didn't say anything. He just seemed to be in a good mood and poured a cup of tea for each of them. Half of his face was covered by long hair, and the half that was exposed outlined a smile that was quite inconsistent with his age.
"They may not always be by my side." Tired of going around in circles, Qian Jianmu propped up his face and said, "How can someone always follow someone else? They will get bored, right?"
Like the tail of a shooting star, a glimmer of light flashed across the elder's eyes. Natsume Soseki raised his eyebrows and snorted in confusion.
The young man said, "Everyone has a home, and it doesn't necessarily have to be by my side."
Natsume Soseki saw a calmness and composure on the boy's face that was far beyond that of an ordinary person, as if he had walked this road in this world thousands of times and was already familiar with the separations and reunions to the point of being numb. He had long seen through the ending of all relationships and even felt bored with his doubts.
At the very least, it can be judged that Qian Jianmu has no intention of doing anything with these people with special abilities.
"I think Nakai is a good kid," Natsume Soseki said further.
"Nakai? Indeed, he is down-to-earth and steady, and his supernatural power is the type with little offensive power." Having tasted some meaning, Chijianmu said thoughtfully, and as soon as he finished speaking, he realized something and looked at Natsume Soseki with a smile.
Natsume Soseki didn't blush or feel nervous.
He said, "The Armed Detective Agency is in need of people right now, and Nakai's age is just right, how about letting him help out?"
The first step has been confirmed, and the second step is to poach people, you old fox.
However, even if you disagree, Nakai can be considered a non-member of the Butei. Qian Jianmu smiled faintly and asked as if curious:
"If Nakai joins Butei, Mr. Fukuzawa probably won't agree, right? Why do you think so?"
"Haha, if he really disagreed, Nakai wouldn't have been involved in so many things. As for me, I'm too old to bother with so many trivial matters." Knowing that Sengenbaku intended to let him go, Natsume Soseki's expression relaxed a little. "If the other children were not too young, I would really like to introduce you to some places to go."
It’s not enough to dig just one, you want to pack them all away!
"Everyone has his own way out. If you have good opportunities, you still have to fight for other things. Nakai likes your book very much. If he knew that it was recommended by Natsume Soseki, he would pay more attention to it."
Sengenmaku made a few official remarks, and Natsume Soseki responded casually. As if he had suddenly thought of something, he suddenly mentioned:
"Two-thirds of Seven is progressing very well. Are you working on any new books recently?"
Just when he was about to fool her, Chigenmaku paused, and he suddenly remembered the sensitive topic he had discussed with Edogawa a few days ago that ended in vain.
Even if Edogawa Ranpo pointed out that some things were inconvenient to write, he was not the author after all, and he had seen too much darkness, and his judgment of light and darkness was far from that of a normal person. Therefore, the manuscript has been shelved until now, and Qian Jianmu is still considering the scale and has not started writing.
I fell asleep and someone sent me a pillow. I wanted to ask about the standards of writing. Isn't there an old author in front of me who can judge with normal human moral concepts?
So he paused and said:
"Indeed, I am preparing the next one. It is a story about pain and love, but it is a little troublesome..."
"Haha, if you have any questions, you can ask me." Natsume Soseki curved his eyes, revealing a bit of cat's cunning. "I am also watching Mr. Mujian's works."
A slightly strange smile appeared on Qian Jianmu's lips. He stood up, took the previous manuscript and placed it on the table. He picked out the restricted plots that might appear in it and spread them on the table.
"Then please teach me."
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Natsume Soseki still dares not recall what he heard that day.
Human XP can be grounded, but not grounded.
At first, he could still listen to the creative ideas of his juniors with a smile, thinking that this was also a promising writer and a smart person, and it would be a good choice to take him as a disciple. But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.
The white-haired boy looked as pretty as an angel doll under the breeze and sunshine. His pale lips opened and closed, and all he uttered were topics about hell.
“Can I write about [beep——] and [beep——]? If this person is [beep——] and then [beep——] [beep——] [beep——] during the [beep——] process, [beep——] in blood, can this kind of love be accepted?”
ah?
No! ! ! What kind of indescribable feelings are you writing about? You call this love? You call this human love?
Why do insects and body parts appear? Why do animals appear?
Are the mourning hall [beep——] and the gathering [beep——] very important plots? Is it really necessary to make the [beep] sound in the pile of corpses? It is unacceptable for ordinary people to hear [beep] and [beep] at the same time! I know what you want to write is really awesome, but this is too shocking!
Just hearing it probably made his mind go blank. He didn't even dare to think about whether he would be sent to Sanzu River in advance if he really saw the full text. Even if you survive by chance, you will lose something, right? Will it be so broken that you can't even pick it up?
"...Don't think about it yet, let me think first." Natsume Sotoku rubbed his eyebrows in pain. He rarely had the urge to let out a long sigh.
Qian Jianmu's "innocent" and fearless look made him feel like he was a child, which he rarely saw. But could a child write something so hellish?
Wait, what was he trying to say by bringing up this topic? His goal was almost shattered!
"Mr. Mu, relationships between people aren't like this." He tried to choose his words, "Not everyone will... Everyone is still very conservative."
Even in Japan, where XP is at a low point, such hellish things wouldn't appear!
"Ranpo said the same thing before, but it's always hard for me to measure." A rare look of annoyance appeared on Chimamoku's face. He grumbled in a low voice, "If the game suddenly becomes something unacceptable, and the daily tricks of finding bugs become a taboo topic that is not allowed, it will be more difficult to change it than other aspects."
The older one burst out laughing and sighed helplessly.
"Love between people lies in the touch of eyes, the difference in body temperature when skin touches skin, and the uneasiness when words collide. Compared with the intense pain and stimulation, perhaps the silence and blushing after seeing a bright moon while walking is more touching."
"It's hard to understand." Qian Jianmu muttered quietly. Suddenly, he looked up at the elder and said, "How do you express your love, sir?"
"The only way I can imagine expressing love is to quietly sigh at the beauty of the moonlight while being together." He smiled faintly. "But this is just the implicit words of an old man influenced by conservative traditions."
Can't understand.
Qian Jianmu fell silent, trying to find relevant fragments in his memory, but found nothing.
He had never even said "I love you" to him, and the only words of love he had ever received were the soft whispers from his playmates when he was half asleep.
It's just a false word that can't be taken seriously.
"If you don't mind, I can help you look at the manuscript. A certain degree of description is not prohibited, and I can also help you check it. This is the only thing I can do for you."
He seemed to remember something and shook his head with amusement:
"One of my students has a very unsubtle name for his ability. Although he doesn't seem to care much, he still tries to reduce the number of times he pronounces his name. If he can break through the shame to this extent, it's a good thing."
"What kind of name is it?" asked Qian Jianmu.
Natsume Soseki didn't think about it and replied:
"vita sexualis (x life)."
"Pfft." Chijianmu made a low sound to hold back his laughter. "Ahh, I really want to meet him."
That person must be very good at describing love.
Natsume Soseki looked at him helplessly and smiled. The tit-for-tat between the two of them almost disappeared. He shook his head helplessly, took a sip of tea, and put the next goal on the table as if casually.
"How about taking a break before publishing your next article?"
With his smile still on his face, Chigenmaku raised his head and met Natsume Soseki's gentle gaze.
"Can we take a short break?"
He said:
"Just treat it as an old man's self-indulgent request. The people of Yokohama can't bear much more for the time being."
It is a good thing to fill a bottle filled with dirty water with clear water. But if you pour too much in, the bottle itself will explode, right?
At this moment, Natsume Soseki's worries were only vaguely evident. However, what neither of them expected was that in just a few years, the entire Yokohama would fall into a drastic situation.
"……OK."
After a brief silence, Qian Jianmu spoke with a smile.
"But sir, can I ask a question?"
Natsume Soseki looked solemn and listened attentively:
"Please go ahead."
At this time, Natsume Soseki had probably already prepared himself mentally to face his difficult questions, but the probability that what happened was beyond his prediction.
"gentlemen……"
Qian Jianmu thought about it and decided that a short pain is worse than a long one, so he asked at a very fast speed:
"…When using supernatural powers, can you be half cat and half human? Sir, do you have a tail behind you now? Is the hat to cover your ears? If you can be half cat and half human, can I see it?"
Sorry, he is really super curious! He has been observing for most of the day!
Can you do it? I really want to see it! ! !
Natsume Soseki: ...?
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