"Welcome back to the two of you." Kitagawa Kako, who had been staying in Takeshita's Kusaokei room, didn't go out shopping, but waited for their father and daughter to come back.

Takeshita Kusaoke, who returned to the hotel with his daughter, did not respond to her greetings. He really didn't want to speak, so he walked directly into his suite bedroom and fell straight back, lying on his back on the bed, posing with a "big" word. He was physically and mentally exhausted, and he didn't want to move anymore, and he didn't eat much food, but he talked a lot to different people. Although I am most annoyed by this kind of social communication, I understand that there is no way to avoid it.

Following behind her father like a shadow, Miyuki Kitagawa, who was particularly interested, didn't feel a little tired. Holding the crystal block of the Booker International Literary Award in both hands, I looked at it again and again, and I couldn't put it down, as if she had won such an international award. Not only that, but tomorrow she will not only be able to have afternoon tea with J.K. Rowling's family, but she will also be able to have dinner together. All I benefited from was from my father who admired him the most. Otherwise, others will have spare time to deal with someone as insignificant as her, who is not related to her.

Instead of following her father into the bedroom, Miyuki Kitagawa stayed in the living room of the suite, and approached her mother. She held the crystal block in her hand high with both hands, and said with a smile: "Mom, look, this is the Booker International Literary Award that Dad won." I decided to put it on top of my bedside table. ”

Kitagawa Kako, who snatched the crystal block from her hand, took a good look at it while saying solemnly: "You already have a pocket watch for the Akutagawa Award, so put it on my bedside table!" ”

"Don't. Bad mom, bad mom. Give it back to me. In a hurry, Miyuki Kitagawa, who took off the mantra since childhood, raised her little head and looked up at her mother. pursed his small mouth and expressed dissatisfaction with his hands on his hips.

"No. If you don't pay it back, you have to keep it and don't pay it back. All the physical prizes your father has won have gone to your house, and it seems as if you got them all. I couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly I found a fun Kako Kitagawa to tease her daughter, after sending off their father and daughter in the morning. And then it didn't take long for Sakai to send Sakai out again. She is a housewife, and she can't be compared with the other party's kind of heroine with a strong career. She is not as comfortable as at home, and she can be regarded as being alone in the house for most of the day.

Even I don't know that Kitagawa Miyuki, who once upon a time became a collector of literary prizes at home and abroad, didn't have the ability to pick it up, but got it from my father, who was known as a national writer. Not only did she possess them, but she invisibly cheered herself up every time she saw these things.

Miyuki Kitagawa, who has been inspired to become a writer since she was a child, has not only never wavered, but has become more and more determined to take this path. I have witnessed how my father rose rapidly from an unknown writer. As a step-by-step writer, he became today's national writer. She firmly believes that sooner or later, her father will stand at the top of the world literary scene and eventually become a generation of writers.

And the reason why he changed hands and gave Takeshita Grass Mustard, who was regarded by ordinary writers as difficult to obtain sacred things and gave to his daughter, on the one hand, loved her very much, and on the other hand, he knew that the honor did not belong to him, after all, it was something he deceived with the gold finger stunt of the copyist. I can receive it on behalf of the great Japanese writers who don't exist, but I can't help but have other distracting thoughts from my heart, after all, I look at the heart. What's more, he is also a writer with real talent and learning. But. His original works have not yet won any important literary awards at home and abroad.

For this reason, the worried Takeshita grass mustard. It is not uncommon to think that the light with the golden finger is too strong, so as to completely cover up the light emitted by itself. Knowing that literary awards are generally not repetitive, he is very distressed. I am often struggling, whether to use the stunt of the literary copyist to bring the disappeared masterpieces to the readers of this parallel world for spiritual enjoyment, or to desperately catch up with the disappeared Japanese writers?

"If you don't give it back to me, you're going on a hunger strike." It's not just talking about Kitagawa Miyuki. Naturally, such an important literary award could not be missing from her collection.

"Hunger strike? It's a good idea, let your mother see how determined you are to do this, and how long can you hold on? What's more, you also need to lose weight moderately. Without giving in because of this, Kako Kitagawa sat down in a single sofa and stared at her with her head drooping. The smile does not change course.

"Dad even cares about mom. Why should you have trouble with me about this? Seeing that her mother didn't seem to be talking about playing, Miyuki Kitagawa immediately changed her attitude of being tough and tough, but overcame the road with softness.

Kako Kitagawa, who was particularly comfortable hearing her daughter say this, handed it back to Miyuki Kitagawa as soon as her right hand stretched out. In fact, she never thought of snatching this item from the other party. In my mind, I really don't think that this crystal block has any practical effect, but it is not as practical as the bonus.

It is a lost and recovered Kitagawa Miyuki, holding it tightly in her arms with both hands, and taking a few steps back, keeping a suitable distance from her mother, so as not to be snatched away by her again. As a little girl, can she not know that her own kind is born with the characteristics of not counting, changing when she says, and duplicitous?

"Tell your mom about your trip?" Kako Kitagawa, who is supporting her head with her left hand, did not accompany Takeshita Kusao to the scene in person, but it did not prevent her from being interested in it.

After thinking about it, Miyuki Kitagawa consciously turned twice in the two black eyes in the eye sockets, and thought of a rather interesting thing to narrate: "The Chinese ambassador to London, England also attended the award ceremony, and also sent an invitation to my father, hoping that he can visit China at a convenient time to promote academic exchanges and enhance Sino-Japanese friendship...... Unexpectedly, my father bluntly and intriguingly talked about the Chinese writer Qian Zhongshu, who once led some writers to the Beijing Hotel to meet the Columbia writer Garcia, who came to China for the first time? Marquez, but the other party mercilessly opened the scene that everyone is a pirate dealer. (To be continued.) )