Tokyo Mystery Writers

Chapter 51: A Mystery Novel That Cannot Be Spoiled

In front of Chomei no Yu (Nakamei-no-Yu Hot Spring) in Asakusa, Taito Ward, Tokyo.

Myojin Seine, dressed in a red and white haori, was sweeping snow in front of the door with a bamboo broom. Her fair face and the back of her exposed hands were slightly red from the cold, making her look pitiful.

The snow on the ground shimmered with a faint light, as if a lamp was buried in the snow, making the snowflakes falling from the sky sparkle.

Maijo Kyosuke stood on the second-floor balcony, gazing down at Myojin Seine.

Feeling the tranquil scene, coupled with the beautiful haori worn by Myojin Seiin, the scene was like a mural depicting the otherworldly realm, allowing Maijo Kyosuke to briefly forget the fatigue brought on by working on his manuscript all night.

Today marks the eighth day that Myojin Seiin has been avoiding him.

Although Maijo Kyosuke had always wanted to find an opportunity to explain the misunderstanding from that day to Myojin Seine in person.

It's a pity that it's easy to cause a misunderstanding, but very difficult to explain it.

Although Jiang Liumei left those black stockings here, he couldn't prove it.

Because he couldn't very well call Jiang Liumei over and have her tell Ming Shenqingyin that the black boat stocking that was left behind was her own.

Putting aside how embarrassing this is, even if this method can clear up the misunderstanding between Ming Shen and Qing Yin.

What about Jiang Liumei?

How should I take care of Jiang Liumei's emotions?

In short, Maijo Kyosuke is now facing a situation similar to that of his recently completed short mystery novel, "Convergence."

Having cleared up the misunderstanding with Ming Shen Qingyin, Jiang Liumei's heart was now filled with the realization that he was indeed a scumbag.

Without clearing up the misunderstanding with Ming Shen Qingyin, he would be seen as a fickle, lustful fickle person who falls in love with every woman he meets!

In any case, there is no way to have the best of both worlds; one can only wait for the situation to "come to an end."

Just as Maijo Kyosuke was struggling with his decision, Eri Miri, wearing a beige trench coat, walked up the steps of the Longevity Bath.

Maijo Kyosuke's feelings for Eri Miri are very complicated. Does he love her? Of course he does.

After all, Jiang Liu's beautiful appearance was the most beautiful woman Maishiro Kyosuke had ever seen in his two lifetimes.

Maishiro Kyosuke could also personally feel Jiang Liu Meili's kindness to him, her recklessness and selflessness in his pursuit of her.

But this goodness was just too good, so good that Maijo Kyosuke felt somewhat unworthy, even somewhat oppressed. This kind of goodness made Maijo Kyosuke feel guilty just by glancing at other women.

This is another reason why Maijo Kyosuke has never sought out Myojin Seine to explain things in person.

Rather than saying that Ming Shen Qingyin is avoiding him, then isn't he also avoiding Ming Shen Qingyin?

While Maijo Kyosuke was pondering, Eri Ryumi had already been chatting with Myojin Seion downstairs for quite some time.

Because the Long Life Hot Spring building is quite tall, Maijo Kyosuke couldn't hear what the two were saying.

However, through the fog and snow, Maijo Kyosuke saw that Myojin Kiyone's happy expression was mixed with sadness, clearly indicating that he had been mentioned in their conversation.

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Jiang Liumei rubbed her hands as she entered Maishiro Kyosuke's room. She saw him sitting at the table with a pen in his hand, but there wasn't a single word on the paper. Naturally, she assumed that Maishiro Kyosuke had hit a roadblock.

Thinking of all this, Jiang Liu Meili smiled and sat down opposite Mai Shiro Kyosuke, saying:

"Ms. Mai, stop pretending! You can see I'm here, can't you?"

"As soon as I stepped onto the steps of the longevity soup, I saw you on the second-floor balcony."

"They must be watching that cute shrine maiden sweeping snow downstairs, right?"

Maishiro Kyosuke was struck by Jiang Liumei's words and didn't know how to respond, so he could only put down his pen and smile bitterly.

Jiang Liu Meili was clearly a little jealous when she saw Mai Shiro Kyosuke's reaction, and her lips also pouted.

However, besides feeling jealous, she was also curious as to why Maijo Kyosuke hadn't started writing yet:

"What's wrong? Is Ms. Maishiro under a lot of pressure lately? Can't think of any short mystery stories to write to compete with those Japanese mystery writers?"

Maijo Kyosuke originally intended to hand over the completed "Conclusion" to Eri Miri for review.

However, having just been teased by Jiang Liumei, he wanted to play a prank on her in a mischievous way.

Maishiro Kyosuke looked at Jiang Liu Meili with a worried expression, clutching his hair, almost bursting into tears.

"I can't write it! I simply can't write it!"

"Miss Jiang Liu, what should I do if I can't write it?"

Although Maishiro Kyosuke's acting was clumsy, Jiang Liu Meili never expected that Maishiro Kyosuke would lie to her, and she began to get anxious:

"Ms. Mai, don't rush. Just write patiently. With your talent, even a casual piece you write will be better than many others!"

Even if... even if we lose...

Jiang Liumei unconsciously gripped the hem of her skirt and lightly bit her lip:

"What if... what if Ms. Maishiro performs poorly and unfortunately loses the challenge..."

"That's still losing to a famous mystery writer, nothing to be ashamed of!"

"At worst, I'll take you to my mom's Futaba Publishing House and let you become a manga scriptwriter. With your talent, you'll always find a way!"

As Maishiro Kyosuke watched Jiang Liu Meili blush and say those words, a mischievous expression appeared on his face:

"Miss Jiang Liu, what you mean is... if I'm ruined, you'll support me?"

Jiang Liumei didn't reply, but just nodded with a blush.

Just as Jiang Liu Meili was beginning to consider how to persuade her mother, Jiang Liu Bieji, and her father, Jiang Liu Shigema, to accept Mai Shiro Kyosuke.

A stack of bound manuscripts, about seventy to eighty pages filled with writing, appeared before his eyes.

"Miss Jiang Liu, would you like to take a look?"

"This might be the first novel in the history of mystery fiction that cannot be spoiled, cannot be surpassed, and cannot be defined. It's a bit over the word limit, about 30,000 words, but publishing it in 'Top Hat' shouldn't have much of an impact, right?"

Jiang Liu Meili looked at the thick stack of manuscript papers on the table, then at the smug Mai Shiro Kyosuke in front of her, and instantly realized that she had been tricked.

Thinking of all this, Jiang Liumei's face turned red with anger, and she couldn't help but reach out and grab the teacup next to her, her hand trembling uncontrollably!

It was as if the teacup might slip from her hand at any moment and land on Maijo Kyosuke's head.

Kyosuke Maijo was terrified by what he saw!

He was able to survive in this world entirely because of his brain, which possessed an extraordinary memory. If Jiang Liumei damaged it, he was afraid he would truly be ruined!

Thinking of all this, Maijo Kyosuke could only offer his righteous and earnest advice:

"Miss Jiang Liu, don't be impulsive, or you'll really have to consider how to support me."

Jiang Liu Meili looked at Mai Cheng Jingjie's serious yet nonsensical appearance, feeling both annoyed and amused. In the end, she could only put down her teacup and pick up Mai Cheng Jingjie's manuscript.

"What kind of work will Ms. Maijo write to defeat the group of angry Japanese mystery writers?"

With this question in mind, Jiang Liumei opened the manuscript. The title of the short mystery novel was very simple, consisting of only two simple words: "The End".

The story begins with a shooting murder stemming from hatred!