I am in Dongying mixed society

"They're here to ask you to go back and become Japanese Prime Minister, right?"

"Ok."

"You refused?"

"Yes~"

"Why refuse?"

"Didn't I tell you that my dream is to live an ordinary life? And..."

"and?"

The black-haired girl who kept asking Hoshino Hitomi behind her tilted her head with a bit of curiosity. At this time, Hoshino Hitomi raised her head and turned her gaze to the one placed above the piano. A year ago, at the Tokyo Disney Resort, I took a photo with Haruka Kamiki, Yuri Kawakihara, and Kyouko Yomiji.

"I~ I haven't been the boss for many years~"

The end of Chapter 576 (In fact, it is a chapter)

Time flies by, unknowingly Hitomi Hoshino has graduated from college.

Shinoda Maki, as she told Hoshino Hitomi when she was in college, opened a small coffee shop in the southern small city of the sky where Hoshino Hitomi's mother's home is located.

April, it was spring. Although he had money that he could not spend his entire life, Hitomi Hoshino, who had lost a career after graduation, was not busy realizing his second ideal of traveling around the world.

She has been living with her mother after graduation, and she goes to the park near her home every day when she has nothing to do.

The park is not big, and there are no young people walking on the winding road. There are no familiar aunts who gather to dance. Some are just grandpas and grandmothers, or gather in groups of three or five. Or hold the Erhu Pipa and other musical instruments alone to enjoy the solo performance.

Hitomi Hoshino is a person who likes to be quiet, so when you come to the park for a walk, you have to choose a place that is quiet enough.

The white parasol covered the dazzling sun in the sky, and finally she came to sit down in front of a sprout tree, and chose to enjoy the cool under the shade of a tree that could block most of the sun...

There was a harsh and unpleasant sound, like sawn wood, attracting the eyes of Hitomi Hoshino who had just sat down. She turned her head and found that it was an ordinary-looking young man who looked ordinary and dressed up. With a cheap violin trying to make a sound that can be called a tune.

"It's so terrible. Just listen to the sound and you know that you haven't received systematic learning in this area."

Hitomi Hoshino relentlessly interrupted the youth who was sawing the wood with a violin and was intoxicated. With Hitomi Hoshino's voice to stop, the surroundings could not bear this noise comparable to the decoration of a neighbor's house. The moving sparrow was also found at this time, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

The young man put down the violin in his hand, put the violin and the strings into the violin bag, and sat down not far from Hitomi Hoshino. After pouring himself two sips of water, he lit a cigarette for himself and watched quietly with Hitomi Hoshino. Looking at the greenery in front of me, there is another picture that is enough to make people feel completely calm.

Occasionally, one or two old people walked past them leisurely, but as long as Hitomi Hoshino didn't speak, the youth who had been stopped didn't mean to speak up.

"This is a nice park."

"Yeah~ I have come here to practice piano every day recently."

"Are you also a vagrant?"

"Not counting."

"Then what do you do?"

"Contribute manuscripts to the reading websites that make money."

"Writing online novels?"

"Yes."

"That's really a good job~"

Hitomi Hoshino praised the young man's work insincerely, but the young man shrugged his shoulders and continued noncommittal as soon as the conversation turned.

"It's normal, but it's not very stable."

"Many people like to live a stable life now, why? You are actually a guy who likes challenges?"

The young man shook his head slowly.

"I don't like challenges, but simply like stories, even if I've always been a writer on the street."

"Push on the street? Why?" Hitomi Hoshino, who has not learned much about the industry rules of this industry, was puzzled.

"Putting is to punishing. Do you still need to say why? Of course, if you have to give you an answer, I can only say that I may be more brain-dead and like to write tragedy endings. .

With the ending of my habitual tragedy, I can feel that readers are constantly greeting me with the three English letters'mmp' every time I reach the end."

"Don't modern people like tragedy?" Hitomi Hoshino continued to ask.

"Yeah~ You haven't watched Xin Haicheng's latest work and didn't dare to play the set of passing the train in seconds?"

"Then you want to learn from others? Change your writing style that likes tragic endings?"

"Well, in fact, even if you don't say it, I'm thinking about whether to learn how to write a happy reunion in the next book.

After all, in order to continue to mix in this circle, my deep-sea old salted fish that has sunk into the Mariana Great Ditch has to take care of the readers' mood."

"It looks like you like to write stories."

"Ah~ I like it very much~" The young man pressed his chin forward.

And following the young man's move to nudge his chin forward, Hoshino Hitomi, who looked forward, saw nothing more than usual in the distance, a little deserted but also a busy street.

"Did you see it? For me, the story is like this street. When I meet Calvin occasionally, I like to sit here and watch people come and go on the street.

I'm wondering whether they have a story for everyone, and what is the story for everyone.

Then I will think of a lot of messy things, and perhaps when the associations come out, I will suddenly derive a brand new theme in my mind.

Just like you said, I like stories very much, and I also like to watch others write when I write them. After all, in my cognition, human history is a very long story.

Everything in the history of mankind is changing. The building materials of houses have changed from wood to reinforced concrete, and the means of transportation have changed from horses to cars that are constantly flowing on the street, but only the story itself has not changed. The record and Fantasy is what the entire human civilization has been doing."

"Give time to civilization, and civilization just use it to write stories? Very unique insight, this is the first time I have heard such a statement."

"So, miss you? What kind of story have you experienced?"

The youth suddenly asked Hoshino Hitomi who was commenting on his thoughts, and this made Hoshino Hitomi who was just chatting with him a little dazed.

The young man turned around and looked at her, but her eyes were a little sad, as if she was telling the young man who asked about her past that her past was something she didn't want to remember. thing.

"...The same story you like." After a moment of silence, Hitomi Hoshino answered the young man's question.

And after getting the answer, the youth's face did not flash any expression of sorry for asking questions that shouldn't be asked.

"Tragedy?"