My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

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On August 4, Yishuiyuan.

Ibaraki Doko and Kageyama Kakuei sat in the living room, watching the news on TV together.

In these days, domestic public opinion has divided into two distinct camps regarding the attitude of “Eastern University students occupying the Yasuda lecture hall again after 50 years”.

Those who support it believe that Congress and the Cabinet have made serious mistakes in dealing with nuclear leaks and facing large-scale infectious diseases. The root cause of this error is that the political system and the distribution of benefits are unreasonable. Instead of waiting for the entire country to decay, it is better to take advantage of this node to make changes.

The opposing side believes that many countries in the world are in a state of deep and fierce public grievances. Only their own countries have a peaceful and peaceful scenery. Now there are a group of people who follow the trend of those ragged countries to make revolutions. It is really a disaster for the country and the people.

News media with the highest traffic will naturally not miss this hot topic. For example, TV TOKYO, which has always been budget-strapped, invited the Chairman of the National Academic Association Kuriyama Council to be the guest of today's program.

Ibaraki Doko looked at the gray-haired Kuriyama Councillor on TV, and his thoughts were a little lost.

This person is an old acquaintance. In the 1969 Dongda Yasuda lecture hall incident, the two also fought side by side together. When the mobile team rushed through the fence set by the students and rushed towards the Yasuda lecture hall, Kuriyama, who was still a student at the time, climbed to the top of the Yasuda lecture hall and threw torches at the mobile team below.

Now, the once full-blooded student is already a powerful bureaucrat, criticizing a group of students who did the same thing as he did on TV.

[Their approach is "naive", children's toys are robbed of awkwardness, this kind of resistance is itself "immature", in the final analysis it is just a boring farce of vile petty citizens. ]

[Harmful and unprofitable nonsense, something that some selfish people secretly make for certain purposes. On the surface, they claim to be fighting for a great cause, but in fact, it is just some careerists with explosive desire for power who want to fight for more voice. ]

[If you have time to participate in this kind of farce, it is better to help the victims and the weak, and help them get practical help. This is what the students should do. ]

Ibaraki Toko looked at this comrade-in-arms who had fought side by side, and listened to what he said, his heart was mixed.

Over the years, he has visited many old friends of the year, and the large group of student leaders who led everyone to burn buildings are now basically bureaucratic and academic leaders.

Only when everyone gathers for a drink now, they will think of those years of career, miss the passionate years of that year, and sigh "Youth is so good", and then there will be no more text.

Is the security abolished? Has heredity changed? Has the consortium dissolved?

Not at all...but not only do they no longer care about these issues, but instead they have turned their guns to accuse the students of making troubles and use economic dividends to cover up the problems.

They are a generation that antagonizes the capitalist logic that prevailed after the war, but they are now indulged in the embrace of more developed capitalism.

Say a thousand words and ten thousand, those years of lofty ambition, unknowingly, was swallowed by this world.

Ibaraki Doko thought of what Ono Masato had said, and for a while, he was a little sad.

"Ibaraki..." Kageyama Kakuei lit a cigarette, but he stopped talking. Ibaraki Doko turned his head and glanced at him. He looked a bit embarrassed and hesitated.

"Say it straight if you have anything."

Kageyama Kakuei took a big puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled, "The Fourth House Consortium has a big problem. If this continues, our funding chain will soon be broken. These demonstrations lack financial support and will soon retreat. ."

"It doesn't matter. The demonstrations are not our main direction of attack. This is just a trick to disturb the attention of the authorities."

"But, after those monsters were seized, we don't have enough firepower, right."

Ibaraki Toko slowly shook his head and said firmly: "As long as there is no problem with Rashomon, our plan in Tokyo will be successful."

Will it really be like this... Kageyama Kakuei was smoking a cigarette, and his heart became a mess.

The evening of August 4.

Shinkawa Yuai enters the boundary of the Hida Mountains.

She turned into a bride, through the deep tunnel buried in the mountains, into the small town of Shenyin.

Eight spider legs traversed the road paved with bluestone slabs, and when they looked up, there was a long stone path in front of them. White paper lanterns were hung on both sides. The candlelight passed to a torii in the middle of the mountain, under the bright moon. , Like a fire dragon hovering in the quiet mountain forest.

Mrs. Luo walked through the torii and saw a brightly lit shrine in dark red. A fat and cute chinchilla squatted on the stone steps in front of the main hall, with small eyes looking over here, and then suddenly widened.

"Ehhhhhhhhh"

Mr. Totoro jumped off the stone steps and ran over with a swing, his naive face was full of happy smiles.

"Little Totoro, long time no see."

Bride Luo touched its head affectionately and asked, "Where is Lord Shanshen?"

"Beep babble." Mr. Totoro pointed to the towering old tree on the mountain.

She raised her palm, and in the curious eyes of Mr. Totoro, a silk thread spurted out of the white palm, which hung on the ancient tree far away, pulling her body over the shrine and over the forest.

When it hit the ground, the spider's legs stepped on the dead branches all over the floor, making a series of creaking noises.

Under the old tree, a black shadow wearing a white ghost mask looked at her.

"You are here." Lord Shanshen spoke slowly, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Bride Luo said calmly: "I want a mirror."

In an instant, a sense of loneliness mixed with jealousy passed through the heart of the mountain **** Nagano. Affected by this emotion, the wind blowing from the mountains suddenly became cold, and the skin was damp.

"If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have come to see me, would you?" The empty voice of the mountain **** was full of unwillingness.

"Yes." Miss Luo nodded directly without any hesitation.

"What if I don't give it to you?"

Mrs. Luo glanced at the black shadow blankly and turned to leave.

"This is the world I control. If I don't let you go, what can you do?"

The mountain shrouded in the silver light of the moon faintly shook, countless birds fluttered with their wings flapping, and the panicking squirrel fell from the tree and made a "puff" sound, which made people feel distressed.

Her ears were filled with the sound of "簌簌", Miss Luo slowly turned around, she turned her red eye sockets a little to look at the dark shadow, looked at about ten minutes, and then turned her weak gaze back to someone in the dark mountain forest. A random point injury.

"In 1874, I was born in a small village at the foot of a mountain. Since I was sensible, I have never seen my father again, only my mother is dependent on me. Every time I want to play with my peers in the village, they always He would scold me in front of me, saying that I was a wild child without a father, and that my mother was unscrupulous. Every time I cried and went back to my mother, and my mother would always tell me that I was the daughter of the mountain god. As long as I maintain a pious heart, the mountain **** will definitely come back to see me."

"I listened to my mother's words, and started spinning by the river, day after day piously waiting for God, and at the same time my father's return, first wait, it will be more than ten years."

The mountain stopped shaking, and the forest returned to tranquility. A few fireflies left the forest and flew to her and circled.

"On the day when I was sixteen, I knew that my father would never come back because he never cared about our mother and daughter. That day I threw the loom into the river and returned home early."

"That was a day I will never forget. A group of bandits visited and ransacked the entire village. My mother was insulted by the culprits and died tearfully. In order to preserve my innocence, I chose to conclude a relationship with a dying spider demon. contract."

"Since then, there is one less mountain goddess in the world, and one more big demon network bride."

More and more fireflies flew from the shrine and flew over her head in droves.

"That's the first time I hate you." After she said this, the lady Luo changed back to Xinchuan Knot, and fell on her knees, "Please don't let me hate you the second time."

The silent bright moonlight and the erratic glow of fireflies overlapped and reflected under the deep ancient trees, and the shadows were fascinating.

The Nagano Mountain God silently looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the moon looked bigger and brighter than before.

After a while, the new knot love heard a sigh and the sentence: "I gave him the mirror last time. If you want to go, I won't stop you, but I must come back."

In the early morning of August 4, Xinchuan Kyuai came to Kyoto.

She stood in front of Luosheng's gate and closed her eyes for a while, and found a small spot of light in the endless darkness. She opened her eyes and smiled softly. The body is like gas, dissipating into the night.

You have half of my origin, no matter which world you go to, I will find you back.

August 5.

Tokyo is still lively, with more than 3,000 students gathered at Dongda.

On the same day, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department dispatched a mobile team to block the access to the campus, cut off water, electricity and food supplies, and the entire University of Tokyo became an island.

August 6.

Because of political fraud and illegal operations, 26 companies under the Fourth House Consortium announced bankruptcy and reorganization, accounting for half of the number of companies controlled by the entire consortium.

Most of these bankrupt companies were acquired at low prices by the remaining five major consortia, and only a small part of them flowed into the market and was subsequently divided by investment institutions.

August 8.

More than half of the students in Dongda were scattered because of lack of water and food.

August 9.

Only more than 150 students remained at the school. At the request of the principal of East University, the Metropolitan Police Department’s mobile team used bulldozers, water sprayers, and tear gas to successfully arrest all students after one hour of fighting.

August 10-13.

Without financial support, the demonstrations that once spread across the country gradually subsided, and only small-scale demonstrations of 100 people would recur from time to time.

August 12.

Before the start of Menglan Bon Festival, Yingshan Jiaorong was arrested when he left Yishuiyuan. Nearly half of the members of the Du Se Gang were summoned by the Metropolitan Police Department on the same day.

August 13.

Xia Xilin arrived in Kyoto and began an investigation of Rashomon.

On the same day, Jiu Ke completed its operational deployment to Yishuiyuan, and planned to launch a general attack on Yishuiyuan on August 15, the last day of the Menglan Bon Festival.

On August 14, the Golden Pavilion Temple.

In the quietly suppressed meditation room, two monks, one old and one young, are practicing in the morning.

Several light gauze curtains hung from the window, gently swinging with the summer breeze.

The sun gradually rose, and the weather became sultry, especially when the cicadas rang, which made people feel irritable.

The handsome little monk in white opened his eyes, the aura in his eyes flashed away, and when he glanced over, there was a fascinating aura that rushed over his face.

"Master, I figured it out."

The monk Kongwu spoke slowly, his voice was gentle and pleasant.

Opposite him, the old monk dressed in golden robes and jeweled patted his chest, seemingly relieved.

"Good disciple, you finally figured it out. If you can't figure it out anymore, who should maintain the name of the Golden Pavilion Temple? Is it on me?"

The monk Kongwu said strangely: "Master, you are the boss of the Kinkakuji Temple. Who can rely on you for maintenance?"

"How do you say this kid." The old monk glared at him, touched the big golden chain around his neck, and sighed: "Master, I'm old, do you want me to fight and kill? Can’t let me enjoy the rest of the past few years? If I lose my waist due to a fight, what about the singers in Zhuanyuan?"

"Master, do you even know the singer in Zhuanyuan?"

"Just kidding, I have been a teacher in Kyoto for hundreds of years, so how can I not have a good relationship?"

"Then why don't you take me with you?"

"Why, do you want to inherit your father's inheritance?"

"It's not impossible..."

The old monk put his hands together, and said solemnly: "You are still young, in order to practice, don't think about female sex, just make good use of the name of Kinkakuji Temple to make money. As for how to spend the earned money, this is a very troublesome thing. , You need to think carefully. But you don’t need to worry about it, just leave it to the teacher to work for you."

Monk Kongwu curled his lips, "I only taste the salty and bland, it should be okay if I don't go in."

The old monk frowned, as if thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

After a while, he nodded and said seriously: "Okay, I'll take you next time. But our master and apprentice first explain that you can't grab those good points that you learned from me!"

"No problem!" Monk Kongwu patted his chest excitedly. He was just about to discuss with his master when to go to Chisao once, when there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

"Master, Master Kong Wu." Monk Kongning folded his hands for eleven prayers, then knelt on a futon and looked at the old monk: "I don't know what the master is asking for me?"

The old monk pointed to the little monk.

"Hello, Senior Brother Kongning." Kong Wu put his hands together, nodded in greeting, and said: "I know all about you. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Oh?" Monk Kongning didn't change his face, "What do you know?"

"The manga you gave me, I don't want to take me out to play while reciting the scriptures. In fact, it's not for my own good at all, but I want me to waste my practice, right?"

"Why does Junior Brother say such things?"

"Because brother wants to be the boss of the Golden Pavilion, don't you?" Wu Wu smiled slightly, and there was a very gentle bookishness on his delicate face.

But if you feel it carefully, you can feel a strong killing intent from this gentle attitude.

Monk Kong Ning was angry when he saw his handsome face, and his heart became angry. He couldn't help but snorted coldly, "So what?"

"Senior brother, don't you hide your ambitions?"

"I..." Monk Kongning's pupils suddenly shrank suddenly, and after realizing that he had missed his mouth, he stared at his junior and was silent.

There was no expression of calmness, "Brother, can you tell me, why is this?"

"You ask him!" Kongning pointed to the old monk.

The old monk shrugged and said that I was just watching the show, and the two of you brothers forced me not to take me.

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