On a night without a breeze, the sky is also rare to be clear. Under the hazy moonlight like fog, Shimizuki came to this quiet courtyard located in the remote suburbs of Tokyo alone.

As soon as I walked past the small bridge at the entrance, a waiter dressed in costume came up to me, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

"I have an appointment with a lady named Miyuki Miyabe."

"Okay, please come with me."

Following her through the bamboo garden shrouded in the shadow of the stone lamp, after a door made of a serene door, Shimizu Tetsu saw Miyuki Miyabe who was waiting in the tea room, and stood under the steps and bowed: "Senior Miyabe."

"Yes, Shimizu-kun."

She replied lightly, and only after the waiter left was a little emotional, "I didn't expect that plagiarism would occur in works shortlisted for Naoki Awards... Kiyomizu-kun, did you bring the stuff?"

Shimizu Tetsu took off his backpack from his shoulders, "It's all here."

"Okay, I'll take you to see him now."

"Please trouble you."

As she walked through a long corridor, Shimizu Toru finally saw the goal of this trip in a room and room. Junichi Watanabe, who has the greatest influence among the nine judges of the Naoki Award due to her age and her own popularity.

His hair was white, his face was hanging with muscles, his eyebrows were sparse, and only his eyes behind his frameless glasses were still shining with a shiny glow.

"You're Shimizu Tsuki?"

"Young man is exactly."

After the salute, Shimizu Tetsu raised his eyes and glanced at the two unfinished cups of tea placed on the tables in front of him.

Junichi Watanabe also noticed his movements and said slowly: "The people from Kotanshe have just left. In addition to recommending their works, they also specifically stated that Kiyomizu-kun, you lack the qualifications for winning the award... Now, you also say that their works are suspected of plagiarism. Kiyomizu-kun, if you were you, which side would you follow?"

Holding the evidence from the sorted one, Shimizu Tetsu said calmly, "Of course I believe in my opinion."

Jun Watanabe raised his teacup and said, "Since that's the case, then put it here."

After stepping forward and putting the evidence on several cases, Shimizu Tetsu bowed again and stepped back and returned to the previous tea room with Miyuki Miyabe.

The atmosphere here is relatively relaxed. Shimizu Tetsu sat cross-legged at the tea table, tentatively asking Miyuki Miyabe who was bowing his head and pondering: "Senior, will Watanabe Sang come forward because of this?"

"It's hard to say," Miyuki Miyabe shook his head slightly, "However, his actions just now were already a sign of anger. In order to maintain the reputation of the Naoki Prize, there will definitely be some expressions."

Just "some expressions" are far from reaching Kimizu Tetsu's expectations. I thought for a moment, and looked at the screen in the tea room that looked like a person hiding, and there was no sound around me. Kimizu Tetsu decided to take a risk and lowered his voice and said: "Senior, what is the situation now for this Naoki Award selection?"

"You ask this..." Miyuki Miyabe was startled and then relaxed, "I have been thinking about plagiarism, I forgot that you were also shortlisted for the Naoki Award..."

"If it's inconvenient, senior can pretend that I haven't said it."

"It's not inconvenient... I tell you the truth. Although the awards have been less than a week, the judges' opinions are divided into three factions, and there is no result."

"Can you tell me which three factions are there?"

After hesitating for a long time, Miyuki Miyabe spoke slowly.

"In fact, some media have guessed that the group supports Shimizu. After all, the works and sales are there, and your age is also a factor. These judges hope to use this to make Naoki Award pay more attention to young writers under the age of 40..."

"The other faction supports Ye Shilin. His historical works are very popular among older readers and have good sales. In addition, this time he has been shortlisted for the Naoki Award for the fifth time, so this factor cannot be ignored..."

"In the end, I support Hitomi Sekawa. His works... are actually quite different from you. But this time, Kotanshe has invested a lot of energy to promote public relations for him, which is very popular in the media. Speaking of which, they also know that the quality of the works themselves is average, so when lobbying, they plan to win the award together with Ye Murin."

Usually, only one winner will be awarded at a time, but occasionally there will be cases where two people win the prize at the same time or no one wins the prize.

"However, if the plagiarism is confirmed," Miyuki Miyuki breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "The Naoki Prize will only be produced between Shimizu and Ye Murin in the end."

The same situation as expected. Shimizu Tetsu nodded slightly and expressed her thoughts before she fell into deep thought again.

"Senior Ye Shilin has a deep literary foundation and has a lot of research on Sinology. His works themselves are quite touching, which I can't compare to. However... the youngest winner is only 22 years old. I still have more than three years to study, and I might be able to catch up with my seniors at that time."

After hearing what he said, Miyuki Miyabe couldn't help but look shocked, "Qimizu-kun, you want to..."

Shimizu Tetsu nodded, but just continued to say his own thoughts.

"However, plagiarism cannot be forgiven in any case. If the Naoki Award Selection Committee cannot reveal it in public and choose to deal with it privately, it is probably not only the Naoki Award itself, but also the reputation of the judges will inevitably be affected."

Having fully understood his intention, Miyuki Miyabe sat at the tea table and did not speak for a long time.

Shimizu Tetsu did not further persuade him, but said in a deep voice: "Please tell me what I think to Watanabe San and other judges, please!"

After saying that, he bowed deeply, stood up and left.

Miyuki Miyabe stared at the teacup on the table for a moment and suddenly laughed, with his expression gone as serious as he was when he talked to Shimizu.

"Takahashi, you are really interesting."

"What's interesting? It's just the innocence and boldness of young people," After a deep voice, Shimizu Toshio's teacher, Professor Takahashi Toshio from Waseda, walked out from behind the screen, and spoke indignantly.

"As a candidate, it's just a private meeting judge before the award ceremony, but he actually wants to use his own chance to win the award as a bargaining chip in exchange for the jury to publicly condemn his competitors and Kotanshe at the award ceremony. What did he regard himself as? What did he regard Naoki Award as?"

"But it's still interesting, isn't it?'The youngest winner is only 22 years old,' it's hard to see a new writer with such a sharp and confident spirit now."

"What kind of sharpness and self-confidence? It's obvious that there is only stupidity and arrogance!"

Seeing that Toshio Takahashi was furious, Miyuki Miyabe shook his head slightly and changed the topic: "What should I do now? Do you want me to bring his words to other judges?"

"No, it's enough to embarrass you once."

"Then I will reply to him, 'Don't think too much, be prepared to present the award with peace of mind'."

"Um…"

The anger gradually faded, Takahashi Toshio picked up his arm and thought for a while, and waved his hand.

"Don't tell him nothing. Let him think about it for a few days, which is also a lesson."

"Then this matter..."

"Take me to see Junichisan Watanabe," a little helplessness was stained with her tight face. Toshio Takahashi sighed, "I hope my face can be more useful..."

Miyuki Miyabe smiled again after hearing this, "Sure enough, Takahashi, you still care about this student the most."

"Who made me his teacher?"

Pulling the cuffs, Takahashi Toshio walked towards the corridor with his head held high.
Chapter completed!