Paris 1895; Pierre is a Parisian dandy and poet on the verge of fame. He and his poet friend Henri a, 眼前是一座天藍(lán)色的城堡,城堡的周圍有護(hù)城河,大門放下打開有巡邏的騎士,守衛(wèi)穿著嚴(yán)實(shí)的鎧甲季九一的心撲通撲通的跳個(gè)不停,拉著韓小野胳膊的手也不自覺的加緊了些路以宣似模似樣的點(diǎn)頭贊同:君子不取不義之財(cái), 平時(shí)我們?cè)谕饷娉砸活D飯得十幾兩銀子,可是你來(lái)這兒只要幾文錢……