Tokyo Gentleman Story

　　 Monday, June 2, 1997, cloudy with rain.

　　 At 3:20 in the afternoon, Morinya pushed open the door to the Visual Research Department and walked in.

　　 He looked around the department, and compared with the first time he came here, the current department has changed slightly.

　　 In the middle of the department room is a large desk made up of 12 desks, but there is nothing on it. Two computers are placed on a long desk. The desk is supposed to be where the podium is.

　　 Senpai hadn't come yet, Morinka walked to the window sill and looked outside.

The sky is gloomy and the air is a little stuffy. From time to time there will be a cool breeze. It seems to be able to slightly lower the temperature of the skin, but the wind carries heavy humidity. After being blown by the wind, you feel a feeling on your body. The illusion of wetness.

　　 "It's going to rain," he murmured, and then sat down on the chair in front of the computer desk, leaning on his back, his head resting on his hands.

　　 It stands to reason that you should go home as soon as possible at this time, but somehow, Morinka didn't want to leave so early.

　　Stay alone in the empty room.

　　 "Hey, maybe it was too much yesterday." He laughed at himself.

　　The room is very quiet, because there is only Morika and the computer is not on.

　　 He just sat here quietly, and then looked at the department in front of him.

　　 Take a closer look, although the design of this room is strange, but every place has been carefully arranged by the school sister.

There is no difference in the height of the 12 desks in the middle of the room, just like a complete plane.

The door of the 　　 department room was opened again.

　　 "Good afternoon, Morinatsu-kun." Shiina Himeha came in.

　　 "Good afternoon, Shiina-senpai."

　　 She moved the stool and put the drawing tools in her hand on the table.

　　 "The structure of the scene is almost complete, let me show you." Shiina gave the scene map of "Plants vs. Zombies" to Morika.

　　 Morinka took a look, and the scene was very similar to what Morinka had asked for.

　　 "Ah, that's all right, I really trouble you, seniors, the scenes and characters are all done by you." Morinka returned the original painting of the scene to the senior sister.

　　 "No, it's better to say that just because I can come here, my inspiration has increased a lot." Shiina smiled happily.

　　 Then she stood up and said, "That's it, I will put things here."

　　 "Are you leaving?" Morinka asked.

　　 "Well, it's a question about the printing of doujinshi." Shiina said, "The content is very interesting, do you want to know in advance?"

　　 "Please don't tell me."

　　 If you know these contents, Sanguan will definitely be shattered, Morinatsu doesn't have the courage yet.

　　 "Senka said it is very graphic. It's a shame not to watch it, but let's just do it, see you tomorrow." Shiina said that he had reached the door.

　　 "See you tomorrow." Morinka said, turning on the computer.

　　 I have been resting for a while, and it is time to start working. In short, I will finish writing "Earth Defense Boy".

The door of the 　　 room was opened again, and the senior sister walked in.

　　 "It is estimated that it will rain heavily today, won't you go back?" she asked.

"I want to stay a little bit longer, and now my home is power cut, there is nothing to do after I go back, such a dark weather, even reading a book." The laptop battery is also limited, and Yukino will go to the shrine today. , Compared with sitting at home in a daze, Senxia Ning can stay in the office. He looked at the senior sister: "Besides, didn't you also come?"

　　 "Really, then I won't disturb your work." The senior sister put her schoolbag on the desk, then took a comic book and sat in the old position of the window.

　　 "Aren't you doing anything today?" Morinka asked.

　　 "Well, change the atmosphere for a while and take a break, but Morinka, you are too hard." The elder sister's eyes never left the comic.

　　 Morinatsu did not respond, he lowered his head and continued to do the work at hand.

Just like a pianist, Morinka’s fingers bounced and danced on the keyboard, and the percussion of the keyboard seemed to turn into a beautiful and inexplicable movement. Pieces of text were formed in his hands, and then they turned into pieces. Painting, one world.

　　 If a world can be constructed, this should be a very interesting thing. But unfortunately, humans in the real world are not omnipotent. They are humble and small, but humans can create an imaginary world in lines of words. For Senxia, ​​the charm of words lies in this.

　　 The imagination of human beings can soar on their own, and they can show the imaginary perfect world through words. Isn't it a very interesting thing?

　　 In the text, you don’t need to worry about the constraints of reality, and you don’t need to care about that kind of restriction. You just need to liberate the taboos and constraints in your heart. The text can show your complete self.

　　 It was 4:30, and the senior sister closed the comics and began to organize her schoolbag.

　　 "The student union asked me to hand in some information and leave the rest to you."

"Ok."

　　 She walked to the door of the department, opened the door, then looked back at Morinha, and went out: "See you tomorrow."

"see you tomorrow."

　　 The room quieted down, Morinka still wrote the manuscript she had on hand.

　　 When the clock reached five o'clock, the phone placed in the corner of the room suddenly rang, Morinka walked over, and picked up the phone.

　　 "Moximosi."

　　 "Hey, it's Senxia, ​​I, Wang Qiwen." Wang Qiwen's voice was on the other side of the phone.

　　 "Well, hello." Morinya said hello.

　　 "It's like this, our international students are going to have a party here~www.readwn.com~Do you want to come and play? Just the end of the month." Wang Qiwen said.

　　 "No, it's not easy for me to pass as an outsider, and I have to take the final exam." After all, I am now in high school, and Mori doesn't want to mess up his first high school final exam.

　　 "Oh, it's a pity." Wang Qiwen said, "There is a chance for that roar."

　　 After a few greetings, Morika hung up the phone and went back to the computer.

　　 After he saved the manuscript, he closed the manuscript and then opened ICQ.

　　Pony: I saw you coming right after I went up, what a coincidence.

　　 Xia Sen: Well, but I’m going to get off later, it’s just an hour.

　　Pony: You are really busy, what do you do in Japan?

　　 Xia Sen: Do a little bit of this one, do a little bit that. Now, I mainly do novels and games. I want to write something.

　　 Pony: It turned out to be a great writer, disrespectful and disrespectful.

　　 Xia Sen: It's probably different from what you think. I mainly work hard for ACG. You probably don't know what ACG is...

　　 The two chatted, and time passed.

　　 "Rumble..."

　　 Dark clouds pressed down the city, thunder was rumbling.

　　 Finally it started to rain.

　　……

　　 There are still 24 hours before Sanjiang is off the list. If I can make it to the first place, then I will guarantee three updates or at least 6000 words every day!