"Takeshita-kun, dinner is ready. You can come downstairs and eat. From downstairs, through the hallway, came a nice voice from the mouth of a young woman.

It was okay to not hear the word "eat", but when I heard it, I immediately felt hungry in my stomach. Immediately, a long "goo" sound came out of the stomach. With his hands gently stroking his belly, he still felt that eating was the first priority. As for other things, there will be a lot of time to figure it out later.

Walked to the door, opened its bamboo mustard, and walked out, down the narrow staircase, step by step from the bedroom on the second floor to the bottom. Habitually looking to the left, he saw a porcelain doll-like look, with two pigtails on his head, and the super "kawaii" little Lori sat down at the table first. Turning his body sideways, he walked straight to himself, pulled out a chair under the table, and sat down without hurry.

Dressed in ordinary clothes, little Lori, who has a pair of beautiful and smart big eyes, looked at Takeshita and only blinked twice, but did not speak. She was all raised by her mother, and she is more than three years old, and she has completely inherited her mother's outstanding advantages.

The little Lori, who was sucking with relish with her right index finger in her mouth, suddenly turned her head, her attention was completely focused on her mother's direction, and she couldn't wait to urge and ask: "Mom, isn't the rice good yet?" I'm dying of hunger. ”

The young woman, who was busy in the open kitchen next to her, walked back and forth, brought her prepared food to the table one by one, and said, "Alright, alright." You're the hungry fastest. Facing people who are both familiar and strange, it is natural to start searching for the relationship between himself and the mother and daughter in front of him, and without effort, he easily got all the answers he wanted.

The young woman's name is Kako Kitagawa at the age of twenty-one, and she is an unmarried single mother. When she was seventeen years old, she became pregnant with her daughter Miyuki Kitagawa. Now, unlike her who has given birth to a child, she is still young and beautiful, with a slender figure and bumps...... An ordinary home dress is worn on her body, and it is difficult to hide her unique temperament and appearance.

Kako Kitagawa, who completely inherited the two-story independent house left to her by her parents, but has no formal job, from Monday to Friday, in addition to sending her daughter to a nearby kindergarten, the rest of the time is to rely on convenience stores and restaurants...... Work some temporary work, and charge a certain amount of room and board fees to live.

The relationship between myself and the beautiful mother and daughter in front of me is the relationship between the general tenant and the landlord. Nothing else. The reason why I was fortunate enough to live under the same roof with them was my aunt, who had just died of illness, after all, she had known Kitagawa Kako for more than ten years, and the relationship between the two women had always been very harmonious.

The reason why Kitagawa Kako agreed to rent out the extra bedroom to herself was partly based on the mutual trust and good relationship between acquaintances, and on the other hand, it was also based on the safety of their mother and daughter, after all, there was a man who could be emboldened at home so that he could no longer hang out men's clothes to inform those who were plotting against the family.

The large and small bowls were placed in front of each other, but they also noticed that he was distracted, and Kitagawa Kako, who did not move the chopsticks, seemed to understand something while being accustomed to it, and encouraged with a smile: "Takeshita-kun, don't be discouraged." Just because the editor didn't adopt your novel this time doesn't mean it'll be the same next time. I'm sure you'll be able to achieve great success. Not only that, but you will also be the first Japanese person to win the Nobel Prize in Literature. Keep up the good work! ”

After coming back to his senses, Takeshita Kusaoke, who lost his mind again, opened his eyes like a cow's eyes, and his open mouth formed a large, round "O" shape. Feeling completely wrong, he twisted his thigh fiercely, gradually returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Even if I win the Nobel Prize in Literature one day, I will not be the first Japanese to win this award, but the third." ”

"How is that possible? You're not going to be foolish again! Ay...... I've told you many times, don't stay in the house all day and write without leaving home. You should go out and take a look more often. In that way, you will be able to maximize your creative potential and inspiration. Kako Kitagawa, who looked at him in the eye, said in a very firm tone: "Among us Japanese, there has never been a world-class writer who can win such an honor." Don't you encourage and cheer yourself on every day, shouting that you want to be the first person in Japan to win the Nobel Prize in Literature? ”

Kusakutagawa, who didn't think he would be mistaken, was full of confidence for this, and folded the fingers of his left hand to count them: "The first Japanese person to win the Nobel Prize in Literature is Yasunari Kawabata, and the second is Kenzaburo Oe." ”

"I don't read as much as you do, but I'm not so ignorant that I can't tell the difference. Who are these two in your mouth? Kako Kitagawa with a blank face, her left palm against one side of her face, asked with her head drooping.

Feeling that this should not happen and should belong to the general common sense, Takeshita Kusaokei scratched his hair with his left hand, and further added and prompted: "Yasunari Kawabata's representative works "Snow Country", "The Dancing Girl of Izu", "A Thousand Paper Cranes", "Sleeping Beauty", "Ancient Capital"...... Kenzaburo Oe's representative works "Hiroshima Notes" and "Personal Experience" ...... Even if you haven't read any of them, you, as a Japanese, have heard of them, right? ”

"What are you talking about? Takeshita-kun, do you have a high fever? Could it be that your brain is burnt out? I'll accompany you to the hospital to see a doctor. Showing anxiety and worry, and blaming herself for being a little sluggish, Kitagawa Kako, stood up on the one hand, and said sincerely on the other.

It can be seen that she is from the heart, not pretending to be a Takeshita grass mustard, and immediately realized something? So, he got up in a hurry, threw down the three words "I'm not sick", turned around, and trotted upstairs. As soon as he pushed open the door of his bedroom, he rushed directly to the small square table with a laptop, and couldn't wait to click on IE with the mouse, and use the search engine to search for the keywords "Yasunari Kawabata", "Kenzaburo Oe".