Three days later, he wore a tuxedo jacket and a white shirt underneath, and from head to toe was a formal suit of Takeshita Kusake, and Kako Kitagawa, who was standing opposite him, tied a bow in front of his throat. After waking up in the morning, he took a shower, ate breakfast brought to his room, and was ready to take his daughter to London City Hall to receive the Booker International Literary Prize.

Miyuki Kitagawa wore a pink English dress, a pair of white socks on her feet, and a pair of small pink leather shoes at her feet, and deliberately asked her mother to comb a particularly cute princess head. She has long learned the relevant etiquette from Hitomi Sakurai, although her heart is not calm, but she is not stage frightened. His long-awaited wish has finally come true.

"Let's go." took the initiative to stretch out his right hand towards Kitagawa Miyuki, and looked at Kitagawa Kako and Sakai Chie not far from the front, and said with a slight smile.

"Goodbye Mom, goodbye Aunt Chie." Immediately, Miyuki Kitakawa, who lifted the left and right skirts with both hands and bent her knees, did not bow to them to say goodbye. When she was done, she approached her father, looked at him with her little head raised, and put her left hand into his big hand.

Takeshita Kusaoke, who held small hands with big hands, left his room with his daughter like this. Downstairs, when they walked out of the hotel door, they got into the special car that had been waiting for the father and daughter for a long time, and then arrived all the way to the outside of London City Hall. The car slowed down and stopped on the welcome red carpet. Two male waiters in ceremonial dresses walked to the left and right of the back seat of the car and opened the door.

Takeshita Kusaoke, who got out of the car, stepped on the red carpet that greeted him. He didn't go straight forward, waiting for his daughter to circle to his right and put her little hand back into her big hand. calmly led her towards the main entrance of the London Guildhall in front.

One meter away from the red carpet on the left and right sides of the gate leading to London's Guildhall, the British mainstream media, the Japanese mainstream media, and the news media of many countries have set up their cameras and camera lenses in a uniform manner and focused on today's protagonist Takeshita Kusaoke.

Not only that, but there are also a lot of blonde and blue-eyed British natives, Irish. French...... Holding his award-winning work in high hands, he shouts the name of Takeshita Kusashi in non-standard Japanese. In the eyes of readers, his greatness lies in the fact that he was not only the first Asian to receive such a high honor, but also that he personally translated his original Japanese work into English. It can be seen that Takeshita Kusashi is not only a writer who writes in Japanese, but also a writer who writes in English.

didn't stop to take a good picture of their own Takeshita grass mustard, nor did they move forward in three steps and two steps, but marched at a uniform speed like in the usual day. With a calm heart, he had long since passed the uneasy mood when he first saw this kind of formation. Under the guidance of a dedicated person. He led his daughter up the stairs from below, and walked directly to the gate of London City Hall before stopping.

"Welcome to Mr. Takeshita and Ms. Takeshita." The Mayor of London, who was waiting to greet him in person, not only had a smile on his face, but also the dress and breath of an English gentleman. With a standard and authentic English London accent, he showed etiquette as a host.

Takeshita Kusaoke, who politely and politely replied "thank you" in English, replied with a smile, and naturally showed the other party the style of an oriental gentleman. Miyuki Kitagawa, who took the initiative to let go of her father's big hand. He shifted slightly to the side, and then gave the other a standard English salute.

"Mr. Takeshita. Your daughter is so cute. When I saw her, I couldn't help but think of my lovely granddaughter. They should all be about the same age. I wonder if she will become an amazing international writer like you in the future? The mayor of London, who began to greet Takeshita Kusaoke, personally led their father and daughter into London City Hall Road.

"Thank you, you praised it. My daughter's dream is to become a writer. However, I don't want her to go down that path. I just hope that she will live happily and happily without having to bear too much pain. First of all. As a writer, you can never avoid the pain of temporary exhaustion; Secondly, the bottleneck of creation is the pain that will occur sooner or later; Again, the pain of being stagnant, unable to break through oneself, and unable to be reborn from the fire......" Takeshita Kusaoke, who spoke to him in English throughout the whole process. Naturally, it will not be the kind of brick English, but it will completely meet the international standard road set by Cambridge in the United Kingdom.

Kitagawa Miyuki, who can still understand a dingding, is far from reaching his father's level in English, but there is no barrier to basic communication, after all, he grew up in a bilingual environment in Japanese and English since he was a child. She admires her father the most, and her heart is surging. Look at it as you walk, and keep all this firmly in your heart.

"Don't just take pictures of Mr. Takeshita Kusaoke, but also take some pictures of the cute little girl next to him, it should be his daughter!" A middle-aged man is conducting the command.

"As far as I know, Mr. Takeshita doesn't seem to be married!" A Japanese female reporter standing next to the cameraman, holding a microphone in her right hand, replied without any use.

"Look, you said, you can't have children if you're not married? If that little girl was not his daughter, why did he bring her to such an important occasion? The middle-aged man, who couldn't help but laugh, was amused by his subordinates' ridiculous questions.

The female reporter who did not refute did feel that her head was tendoned, so she didn't turn around just now. On such a lofty international occasion, the person who can accompany Takeshita Kusa must be the most important person in his life. They originally thought it would be Sakai Chie, but they didn't expect that the person next to him would be this unfamiliar child.

"That's not the point. The point is that you have to find a way to get the microphone to Takeshita's mouth so that he can't hide and can only answer the questions you've prepared beforehand. Once he answers your question, it's our exclusive headline. Knowing that Takeshita Kusao is a middle-aged man who has not accepted any interviews, he specially reminded him. (To be continued.) )