Minamoto no Yorimitsu was walking on the bluestone path with his computer bag slung across his body.
Gion is located in Higashiyama District, east of Kyoto's Kamogawa River, and is divided into two parts: Gion East and Gion Kobe. It was more than 300 years ago that the Edo shogunate first allowed teahouses to operate here.
In its most prosperous period more than 200 years ago, there were more than 3,000 geishas in Gion, and the customer flow industry chain was one of the best in the industry.
Hanamikoji is one of the few flower streets today where you can meet geishas, but Minamoto no Yorimitsu has not developed the habit of listening to music on the fence, but he has been looking forward to the philosophical cherry blossom season and maple leaf season for a long time.
Just like now he is stepping on the ancient bluestone slab.
The breeze blows, the maple branches sway gently, and the red color has been rendered from the center of the leaves.
The maple trees on both sides guarded the bluestone path. Minamoto Yorimitsu looked up at the occasionally falling maple leaves and felt that in half a month he would be able to see the real red maple sky.
Click click click!
A couple walking on the maple forest road takes a selfie.
Although the maple leaves are not yet fully red, as a landmark location, not only foreign tourists like to come here to take photos, but local young couples also come here to take photos, and they even like to pick up maple leaves from the ground as souvenirs.
A red-veined maple leaf floated in front of my face.
Then--
"Give me five hundred thousand." Two fingers grabbed Minamoto Norimitsu's clothes from behind, and a small voice came at the same time, stopping him from opening his palms.
"Why should I give it to you?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu turned around and put his hands in his pockets, looked at the maple leaves in front of him slowly falling to the ground, and asked casually.
Only half of the sunset is left on the horizon. Based on the dimensions and seasons, it will probably go down in less than half an hour.
To be honest, this is a really nice place. Locals here in Gion don’t come often. After all, it’s not a good idea to come here all the time. So it’s all foreigners and curious young people. The atmosphere is more relaxed than other ancient buildings.
Young lovers can kiss here. If they were in other places in Kyoto, most locals would look at them strangely based on their traditional views. However, no amount of intimacy is too much in a place known as a photo-taking spot.
The whole street was filled with either lovers holding arms or women in kimono handing out leaflets at the door. The sight of the two of them one after the other was quite eye-catching.
Minamoto Yorimitsu turned around and looked at Sakichu Koto. He had checked this name in his address book just now. When he first entered college, he added the communication methods of the entire class.
There is only one person with the surname Sakiatsu.
"Because you drove away the person who just gave me 500,000 yuan." Sakichu Koto followed him and turned around and let go of his hand. He subconsciously took a step back as if he felt it was too close, and then said angrily.
"Do you know who he is?"
"I know."
"Then why do it?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu frowned slightly.
"I really need half a million now."
Sakichu Koto still lowered his head, retracted his hands to hold the hem of his skirt, and said in a somewhat jerky voice.
"Even if it means betraying yourself?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu then asked rhetorically.
"Um."
Sakichu and Koto clenched tighter.
Minamoto Yoriguang looked at her quietly for a while, then nodded thoughtfully, raised his hand and waved it forward to signal, then turned and walked towards the bench under the maple tree on the street.
Standing where he was, Sakichu and Koto suddenly felt at a loss.
He raised his head and looked through his slender bangs at Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was walking farther and farther away, and finally found him sitting down on a bench under a maple tree. Then he lowered his head and bit his lip tightly.
He just stood there for a while.
Sakichu Koto seemed to be unable to hold it in any longer, and the knuckles of her fingers that were holding the edge of her skirt were turning white, but she still walked to the bench in silence, sat down far away from Minamoto Yorimitsu, and then turned her neck stiffly.
Turn your head and look at him.
"Tell me about your story."
Minamoto Yorimitsu was fiddling with his cell phone, replying to Kogi Seimei on LINE, explaining why he made that call just now.
"ah?"
Sakichu Xiaoteng's eyes were dull for a moment, as if he didn't understand what he meant, and his eyes under the hair on his forehead were a little confused.
"Why do you need half a million in such a hurry?"
Minamoto Yoriguang glanced at her expression, then withdrew his gaze, and said in a calm tone: "I will not feel guilty for interfering with your failure to succeed in the sea, and I have also given you the opportunity to make me pity, and you are not willing to take it.
If you live there, it can only be your own problem."
He doesn't like to meddle in other people's business.
It’s not like love was withdrawn from Yoshikawa and then spread to other places.
The light in the world itself exists, but it should shine on those who really need it. Those who are the scum of society are naturally unworthy, but at the conventional level of morality, he naturally has compassion, and other people's dark speculations cannot hinder those who truly have light.
People radiate light.
But there are prerequisites for sharing your light with others.
To be truly worthy of mercy, you must be capable enough and able to be satisfied.
So he is willing to hear whether the other party is worthy of redemption——
"My grandma is sick."
Sakichu Koto turned back and lowered his head, looking at his toes and was silent for a while, and finally spoke in a low voice.
"It's late-stage lung cancer. Five hundred thousand yen is a routine treatment fee, and it can only last a week. The doctor said that surgery will cost more money, but if we don't have half a million yen now, we will be kicked out of the hospital.
..."
At this point, her voice stopped, she seemed to be choking, and her shoulders were shaking unnoticeably.
She seemed to be very afraid of showing her emotions, so she stopped when she was about to burst into tears, not letting others see her fragile and pitiful side.
"I see."
Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced at the tears falling on the back of the other person's hand.
"What the producer from the special entertainment industry just said is right. Nothing in the world can be obtained without paying for it. If you want to get the light, you have to withstand the wounds of torture in the dark, but I can choose..."
Before Yorimitsu Minamoto could say anything, he was suddenly interrupted.
"Do you want to play with me too?"
Sakichu Koto's eyes were slightly desperate, and he asked in a numb tone.
"???"
Minamoto Yoriguang's eyelids twitched when he heard this. He glanced at the greasy hair on the other party's hair and couldn't see the messy bangs on his cheeks. He didn't know where she got the confidence to say this. Did she seem to be so hungry, or was she just talking about food?
There is such a huge gap between people's concepts of beauty.
[Sakichu and Koto’s dislike has increased slightly!]
[The irritability has been reversed into a reward!]
[Please pay attention to the inventory check!]
Minamoto Yorimitsu was stunned for a moment, suppressing what he wanted to say, and his eyes suddenly became thoughtful.
A very strange idea suddenly came to his mind.
"Yes, that's what I mean, and it's more extreme than you think."
The despair in Sakichu Koto's eyes became even stronger.
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at the prompts in front of him and felt inspired.
[Sakichu and Koto’s dislike level increases moderately!]
[The irritability has been reversed into a reward!]