"Morido City, I remember that the winter is very long, and it snows for a long time when winter begins, and sometimes it rains all day long, and the mountains, fields, and houses are covered with white snow, ......just like a snow country."

"Snow Country? What is that? ”

"It's just a metaphor, smoke should be able to think of a picture like that, right?"

"It feels like something out of TV."

"Actually, that's pretty much it."

Hayabusa Kimura reached out and stroked Tomorrow's supple and thick black hair, recalling the Morito City in his memory.

"However, we don't live in Morido City, so I should say...... It's still some distance from the countryside, but it's not very far, and it will take a while to get out of the station. ”

"Do you want to walk over?"

"Of course not, take the car, after all, I still have so much luggage." Hayabusa Kimura said with a smile.

"Oh."

Tomorrow Xun nodded slightly, and his petite body moved slightly.

She pressed her cheek closer to Hayaya Kimura's body.

The soft quilt is wrapped tightly in warmth.

A dull sound came from the young man's chest, and it reached her ears like a reverberation.

"That house used to be lived in by my grandmother, my father and mother, my sister and me, and the house was still very lively at that time......

Speaking of this, Hayabusa Kimura's words paused slightly.

Asuki didn't speak, just a hand gently placed on his body, as if he wanted to hold the other party in his arms.

"Grandma was a bit old-fashioned, and she always liked to say something serious, but she was very kind...... Speaking of which, grandma has two cats......"

"Cats?"

The girl in her arms poked her head out, and her dark pupils looked at her boyfriend's face.

Although Hayabusa Kimura couldn't see his girlfriend's expression clearly in the dark, he could imagine that Asukagi must be wide-eyed now.

"Well, it's just two very fat cats...... Completely different from udon, they are well raised by grandma and look ...... Generous ......"

Hayabusa Kimura said hesitantly, his mind conjuring up two fat cats, one white and one orange, that were about to turn into gas canisters.

Hearing his description, Tomorrow's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but let out a burst of sneering laughter.

"There's no way to describe a cat."

"Because that's the best way I can describe it, like two little gas canisters...... Smoke will know when the time comes. Hayabusa Kimura explained helplessly.

Who knows, his own explanation made Tomorrow laugh even more.

The girl was thinking about two cats that had turned into gas canisters.

In the end, even Hayabusa Kimura himself laughed along.

Although he didn't think it was funny, he couldn't help but laugh when he heard Tomorrow's laughter.

Crisp laughter echoed through the room, brightening the otherwise dead night.

When the laughter died down, the voice of the young man continued to speak in the bedroom.

"Xinxi's she should be in the third grade of junior high school now, although Xinxi always made people feel naughty to the point of headache when she was a child, but she studied very well...... The last time she called, Xinxi said that she wanted to be a writer in the future......"

"Writers?"

"Because she likes literature now, she thinks so......"

"Huh...... In that case, wouldn't it be better to bring some books to Xinxi? ”

"Adolescent girls can do whatever they want, and it is estimated that they will become ...... in the future Xinxi kept arguing about being a shop owner when she was a child......"

"Why?"

"I guess I think that if I become the boss, I can keep eating delicious food."

"It's so cute!"

……

“…… There are a lot of fields on the other side of the river, and I don't know what has become of them now...... You can see a lot of fireflies at night in the summer......"

"Firefly Office, Firefly...... Is that how it came to be? ”

"Hmm."

……

The sound in the bedroom gradually slowed down, and finally the girl's echoing voice disappeared.

Instead.

It's the sound of tomorrow's smoke's gentle breathing.

Hayabusa Kimura stopped what was in his mouth and looked down at his girlfriend in his arms, who didn't know when he had fallen asleep.

The body was tightly hugged by Tomorrow's smoked arms.

He carefully pulled his arm out from under Tomorrow's head, a little sore.

Outside, the faint moonlight fell through the gaps in the curtains on the girl's quiet sleeping face.

The cute brow is stretched, the corners of the pink mouth are curled with a smile, and the wings of the nose are moving.

I don't know what I dreamed about.

By the moonlight, Hayabusa Kimura looked at Tomorrow's cheeks.

Smoke always said that he was going to Morido City, and this time it was a fulfillment of the girl's wishes.

He remembered what the owner of Kushima had told him in an izakaya.

The palm of his hand rests on the back of the smoker.

After all, it was the first time to go, and it was inevitable to be nervous......

I will go more in the future.

And get used to it.

………………………………………………

Yuyin Society, the editorial department of "Light Things".

Ryoichi Kishida sat at his desk in a daze.

Until now, he has not recovered from what Teruo Omiya said to him yesterday.

Because of Mr. Liuying's in the small courtyard, the sales of "Light Things" have become quite good.

Even among many pure literary weeklies, the sales of "Light Things" can steadily rank in the top three.

You must know that the sales of the original "Light Things" were almost in a state of trough for a long time before the publication of Mr. Liuying's works in the small courtyard.

If it weren't for the fact that pure literary journals had a presence in a large publishing house like Hayinsha, they would probably have been discontinued if they were placed in other small publishing houses.

And just yesterday, the senior of Omiya called him into the office and told him that he would be in charge of the pure love section of "Light Things" in the future.

Responsible for an entire section?!

This kind of arrangement is generally only available to the more senior editors in the editorial department.

But now Omiya's predecessors actually let him be in charge of the entire pure love section of the "Light Things" weekly.

Until the message of the notification has been announced in the working group.

Ryoichi Kishida is still in a trance, like an unreal dream.

He looked down at the notification on the screen, and Ping's heart couldn't help but start beating wildly.

The cold, stiff touch of the phone made it clear to him that it wasn't a dream.

At the beginning, Ryoichi Kishida was more panicked than excited when he heard Teruo Omiya arrange this.

After all, he is just a junior who joined the company late, and there are many other seniors in the editorial department of "Light Things".

Suddenly letting him be in charge of the entire pure love section, will it make the other seniors very dissatisfied, Kishida Ryoichi always has such concerns in his heart.

But Teruo Omiya said that this decision was made together with several other heads of the "Light Things" weekly, not to mention the fact that the pure love section has increased the sales of the weekly.

Under the strong words of Teruo Omiya, Ryoichi Kishida finally accepted it calmly.

Thanks to Mr. Liuying, the small courtyard......

Ryoichi Kishida thought in his heart, and suddenly as if he thought of something, he got up and walked towards the stairwell.

Making a phone call in the stairwell, at first I just wanted to find a place where no one was there to call so that I could talk.

Later, it seemed to have become a habit, and I subconsciously wanted to go there and make a call.

In the stairwell, Ryoichi Kishida dialed the phone number of Mr. Ruhoru in Koina.

After a brief ringing, the phone was connected.

"Mo Xi Mo Xi, is it a teacher in the small courtyard?"

"Hi, it's me. Is there anything wrong with Kishida-sensei? ”

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little noisy, and it sounded like the teacher in the small courtyard should be outside.

"Actually, I'm here to thank the teachers in the small courtyard." Ryoichi Kishida said respectfully.

"Thank me?"

Listening to Ryoichi Kishida's words, Hayabusa Kimura felt a little dazed.

He took down his phone and looked at the caller displayed on the screen, and it was indeed Ryoichi Kishida who was not wrong.

"Did something happen?" Kimura asked curiously.

"Yesterday, some work arrangements were made in the editorial department...... and I will be in charge of the pure love section of the "Light Things" weekly in the future, because of the works of Mr. Koina, I will have such ......an opportunity," Kishida Ryoichi said excitedly.

I don't know if it's because I'm too excited, Ryoichi Kishida speaks a little faster than before.

This made Hayabusa Kimura react for a while before he understood Ryoichi Kishida's words.

Responsible for the pure love section of the "Light Things" weekly.

Although Hayabusa Kimura didn't quite know what that meant.

But......

In short, it's similar to the meaning of promotion, right?

Hayabusa Kimura guessed in his heart, and he congratulated, "Congratulations to Kishida-sensei." ”

"This is all the credit of Mr. Xiaoyuan, if it weren't for Mr. Xiaoyuan's work, I'm afraid I wouldn't have reached this point." Ryoichi Kishida thanked.

"It was Mr. Kishida who selected my work from a pile of works and signed me, so this is what Mr. Kishida de......serves."

Hayabusa Kimura pinched his phone and said sincerely.

A long time ago, Hayaya Kimura also tried to submit some works to publishing houses.

But it turns out that not every editor appreciates his work, even if some of them have a certain degree of popularity in previous lives.

"Mr. Koina's work has increased the sales of "Light Things", and just this week, the latest issue of "Light Things" was reprinted ......"

"At that time, the theme of pure love was still a theme that was not looked down upon, and if Mr. Kishida hadn't chosen me, there would have been no way to serialize it until now......"

The two on the phone touted each other and kept pushing the achievement onto each other.

Looking at Hayata Kimura, who was pulling back and forth with a phone next to him, Asuki was already happy to reach out and cover his lips and laugh quietly.

After some tugging, Kishida Ryoichi's words changed on the phone.

"Ah yes, I called the teacher this time, not just to say this...... Has Mr. Koin had time lately? ”

"Huh?" Kimura was stunned.

"I want to give Mr. Koin an interview with the writer, which will be attached to the back of the next issue, so I want to invite Mr. Koin to the editorial department......"

Ryoichi Kishida explained.

Regarding this idea, as early as when Kishida Liang looked at the forum, he found that many readers had some questions about Mr. Ryuharu Koina, and I wondered if I could add a part of Mr. Koina's answer at the back.

But that would need to occupy more of the paper industry of "Light Things", and Kishida Ryoichi at that time, as a rookie editor, could not do it.

Now, such thoughts are coming to mind again.

Interview at the back?

Hayabusa Kimura thought about it, and always felt that this kind of operation seemed a little familiar.

Although he would love to accede to Ryoichi Kishida's request, he ......

"Sorry! Kishida-sensei, I may not have time, recently I have to leave Tokyo for a while and go back to my home in the countryside for a while, so ...... There is no way to get to the editorial office ......"

Listening to Hayata Kimura's words on the other end of the phone, Kishida Ryoichi was a little regretful at first, but then he sharply captured the key to the other party's words.

"Is Koina-sensei leaving Tokyo? How long will you be gone? Ryoichi Kishida asked.

"I haven't thought about this yet, but it shouldn't be for long."

"That's right......" Kishida nodded.

If you don't stay too long, it means you'll be back.

His heart was slightly relieved, as long as it didn't disappear suddenly.

It seems that the interview is that things are in vain......

"If it's just an interview, it can be done on the phone, right?" Kimura said hesitantly.

"In that case, we won't be able to do the same state as when we are face-to-face, so let's wait for the teacher to come back." Ryoichi Kishida replied after thinking about it.

"Okay."

In this regard, Hayabusa Kimura has no objection.

Just when Hayabusa Kimura felt that the call was about to end, Ryoichi Kishida's voice rang out again.

"Mr. Xiaoyuan, is it convenient to ask what is the reason for you to choose such a pen name?" Ryoichi Kishida said, as if he was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, and hurriedly added, "This is not an interview, just pure curiosity." ”

"Why?"

"Hey." Kishida nodded consciously, although the other party couldn't see it through the phone.

"It's a haiku...... "Hayabusa Kimura explains.

"Haiku?"

Such an answer made Kishida Ryoichi stunned.

Haiku he knows, Neon has a lot of good haiku poets, and even has a dedicated haiku section in literary journals.

I didn't expect Mr. Koin to be a haiku lover as well.

In Ryoichi Kishida's heart, Ryuhoru has become more and more like the writers who have a literary flavor in his impression.

"The flow of fireflies is intermittent, one light and one foot away, how can loneliness be embarrassing. My pen name comes from this haiku. ”

Hayabusa Kimura said slowly, speaking very slowly, so that Ryoichi Kishida could hear clearly.

“…… How can loneliness be embarrassing......"

“……”

Ryoichi Kishida opened the memo on his phone, and his fingers quickly memorized the haiku that Hayata Kimura had just mentioned.

After a long time, the phone hung up.

Ryoichi Kishida walked out of the stairwell.

Although it is a pity that Mr. Liuying of Xiaoyuan can't come to the editorial department for an interview, after all, it is still a long time, and he is not in a hurry at this time.

And it's not all without results.

There are always various reasons for the pen name of the writer's teacher, but I didn't expect Koina-sensei's pen name to be derived from haiku.

Ryoichi Kishida looked at the haiku on his phone, and it was a very meaningful haiku.

As early as before, some readers in the "Light Things" forum were curious about the pen name of Xiaoyuan Liuying.

And now I know the reason why Mr. Koin gave this pen name.

Maybe......

You can use this as the selling point of the next issue of "Light Things".

But before that.

Ryoichi Kishida sat back down at his desk and reached out to open his browser.

It is still necessary to find out the origin of this haiku, whether it is from the pen of the haiku poet.

If it's a haiku poet who collaborates with the Hayin Society, maybe I can have a linkage with Koina Sensei in the future.

Thinking in his heart, Ryoichi Kishida typed the haiku on the keyboard according to the haiku in his phone.

The page refreshes briefly, and the search results appear on the computer screen.

The next moment.

Ryoichi Kishida's eyes widened.

Recommend two books to a friend.

"Immortal Journey, My Career Panel Is Too Much" Straight Man's Style Big Muscle Domineering Daoliu Upgrade Cool Article, Recommend it.

"People are in chaos, starting to become stronger from swallowing iron" hot-blooded fantasy text, decisive killing, recommend it.

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