Takeshita Kusaoke, who went out with a backpack on his back, walked out of the elevator and stopped a passing taxi in the lobby on the first floor of the apartment without a long distance. Hop on it yourself and head to Edogawa Ward. He is not a headless fly, and the reason why he went out two days late is to collect some relevant information he needs on the Internet.

Knowing that Edogawa Ward is the most common area for ordinary people to rent, Takeshita Kusakei reminds me that I had to live in Itabashi Ward, another remote area of Tokyo, where the poor live. I don't remember bittersweet memories, but very targeted to engage in original writing. He had already contacted a landlord in Edogawa Ward on his mobile phone, but he arrived at the agreed place half an hour early. I originally thought that I would arrive early, and I planned to go around to take a look and get acquainted with the living environment, but I didn't expect the landlord to come here a quarter of an hour earlier than him.

Standing in front of the three-story high, three-story rental building built in the 80s and 90s of the 20th century, Takeshita Grass Mustard did not feel out of place here. There is an extra layer of intimacy and realism in his heart, and he sees that there are six neat and uniform houses on each floor here, and it is clear that they are all used for rent, so as to collect rent.

A young old man in his early sixties, with all white hair and a very good spirit, personally led Takeshita Mustard up to the third floor and went to the door of a room at the very end. He took out a key from the old briefcase under the creaky nest on his left and opened the door of the room, and as he took off the shoes on his feet and walked inside, he said slowly, "There are a total of fifteen square meters here, and the rent for each square meter is 4,000 yen, and 60,000 yen for a month." My rule here is to pay one month in advance and one month in deposit. You have to pay for the rest of the expenses such as electricity, gas, internet and so on. If there is no objection, you will have to pay me 120,000 yen in a lump sum. ”

The landlord, who had said this in a simple and clear way, sat down cross-legged, took out a formal lease deed from his old official bag, and placed it in front of him. After waiting for the tenant in front of him to pay him 120,000 yen, he pushed it in front of the other party to make a legally binding contract. He didn't have any feelings or attention for this new tenant, but he thought of him as a young man who had just arrived in Tokyo from out of town.

After a little look at the bamboo grass mustard here, I naturally understand that the requirements should not be too high, after all, one rent, one place. If you only pay the price of ordinary beef, you won't be able to eat the texture and taste of top-quality Wagyu beef. For this reason, a small single bedroom and a small bathroom here are completely in the style of an ordinary hotel, and they completely constitute such a fifteen square meters. Without showing any objection, he sat cross-legged across from the landlord and counted out twelve 10,000 yen and stacked his ID card in front of the other party.

The landlord picked up the ID card of Takeshita Kusao from the top of the stack of banknotes in front of him, looked at it carefully, looked at the other party who was close at hand, and then put down his ID card, took the money in his hand and counted them one by one repeatedly. After checking that it was correct, he put 120,000 yen into the old-fashioned briefcase first, and then pushed the ID card, contract, signature pen and key in front of the other party.

Pick up the deed and look at it in person, slowly put it on the wooden floor, pick up the signature pen with his right hand and hold it in his hand, bend down at the tenant's settlement is to sign his name first, and then put down the pen, turn out the seal box from the backpack is to take out the personal seal is stamped next to the name, and finally handed it over to the landlord.

The landlord put the contract in his old purse on one hand, stood up on the other, and said goodbye, "Goodbye." ”

In the spirit of politeness and cultivation, Takeshita Kusaoji personally sent him out of the gate. Turning back to his original position, he didn't sit down cross-legged and looked around again. Although I saw an old air conditioner hanging on the wall and an old-fashioned LCD TV in a corner, my first reaction was to go to a nearby convenience store to buy some necessary daily necessities. For example, a four-piece bed set, toothpaste, toothbrush, and washcloth......

Takeshita Kusaoke, who only took 300,000 yen out of the house, calculated that after deducting the rent and security deposit of 120,000 yen, nearly 30,000 yuan for the taxi was spent, and almost half of it was unknowingly. He still has more than 150,000 yen in his hand, so he can't cook here, but he doesn't worry about his livelihood for the next month, after all, a popular meal of 500 yen can be found everywhere.

"If only Kako were here." Takeshita Grass Mustard, who was talking to himself, had to tidy it up by himself, otherwise there would be no good place to sleep at night.

Put the private seal into the box,Put it back in its place,Takeshita Kusa took out the old notebook that he already had a deep relationship with from the big backpack,And then one after another, the mouse,Power and other things are turned out。 It's a kind of going back in time, back to the bedroom where he originally rented Kako's house, and linked them one by one and placed them on the old low square table.

At the moment, Takeshita Kusaka is thinking, what will the seventeen neighbors in this building be like besides himself? His heart is full of a lot of expectations, and the theme of a novel conceived and original in his mind comes from this, after all, the most real ordinary life is the writer's continuous source of inspiration.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a girl dressed in neither avant-garde fashion nor rustic, leaning against her back in the corridor without makeup, squatting on her legs and looking at the door next to him.

At first glance, Kirishima Kayo, who saw his new neighbor, stood up instinctively with some vigilant eyes, but not to hook up with this girl who looked like she was in the flowering season and rainy season, and only had an appearance between seventy-five and eighty points, but said hello: "Hello, I'm Takeshita Kusake, who just moved here." ”

"Hello, I'm Kayo Kirishima who lives in this room. I left the key in my room again. Kayo Kirishima, who was very polite, showed that he was not a bad person, and his tone was a little remorseful.