Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 415 Jealousy and Answers [4K1]

Perhaps it is true as the old saying goes, the summer weather is like a woman's face, changing at any time. It was still midsummer just a few minutes ago, but the next moment a strong wind suddenly blew and the sky looked like a storm was about to come.

——In fact, the wind and rain did come.

Two minutes later, slightly cold rain rolled down from the sky and combined with the sultry air, instantly invaded the entire village.

Under the light rain curtain, the dry road surface was soaked, and the only sound between the ridges of the fields was the sound of falling rain.

The unprepared Watanabe Yu and Hamabe Ryoko naturally became the "victims" of the rain.

However, thanks to someone's quick reaction, he made a judgment and took action before the rain got really heavy. That is, he took off his coat and put it on his own and Ryoko's head, then picked up the latter in a princess hug and ran towards home at full speed. So strictly speaking, they did not become completely soaked.

Half soaked!

"Here, wipe it."

Ryoko Hamabe, who had gone to the bathroom to get a towel, returned to the entrance and handed the towel and a new short-sleeved shirt to Watanabe Yuu in front of her.

His short-sleeved shirt had been completely ruined by running in the rain just now.

"Thank you."

Watanabe You thanked him, took the towel and wiped his wet hair.

"I'll go fill the bathtub, dry it off and then take a hot bath to prevent you from catching a cold."

"hai~"

Watanabe responded slowly.

His sight was unconsciously fixed on her.

Even though he had tried very hard to cover her with his clothes, the rain that penetrated all holes still wet her clothes and her hair.

As we all know, clothes made of cotton fabric are comfortable because of their texture, but unfortunately they have too good water absorption performance.

As a result, she had no time to change her clothes, and now she looked a little hazy, as if she was holding a pipa with her face half covered.

The half-wet white short-sleeved shirt clung to her body, outlining her overly beautiful body curves. As she breathed, the plump and upright bulges rose and fell gently. The water-soaked fabric also slowly wrinkled and then was gradually stretched flat.

"What are you looking at!"

She pursed her red lips, and there was a hint of embarrassment in her cold voice.

That beautiful face, which was slightly stained with water droplets, also became a little more flushed.

In fact, she thought about covering her chest, or turning her body to avoid his seemingly real gaze, but in the end she gave up the idea.

Because they have crossed that line and done both what they should and shouldn't do.

If she responded with that kind of reaction, it would seem like she was overreacting, and she would be even more embarrassed.

At this moment, she could at least suppress her shyness and pretend to be calm.

“Look at the beautiful things.”

Watanabe Yu gave the answer subconsciously.

"..."

After the words were spoken, the entrance fell into a brief silence.

Watanabe Yuu realized that he had been too frank just now, while Hamabe Ryoko was simply embarrassed.

Thanks to [Strengthening Physical Fitness (Advanced)] and his consistent exercise since crossing over, he wasn't worried about catching a cold if he stayed in the porch for a while longer, but wasting time here wasn't a good idea either.

So, after they were both silent for three and a third minutes, he took the initiative to start the conversation.

"Um, is the bathtub full of water?"

To be honest, he himself could hardly hold it in any longer.

It was a bit stupid to say this at this time, but in this situation, he really couldn't think of anything more quick to change the subject.

"Um……"

Hamabe Ryoko nodded and turned away.

After shrinking her shoulders and then stretching them out, she made up her mind.

With her cherry lips slightly opened, a slightly cold voice with a hint of tenderness broke the silence at the moment and completely destroyed Watanabe Yu's newly adjusted mood.

"Go to the bathroom. It should be warmer."

After saying that, she hurriedly took steps and fled into the bathroom.

She didn't even need to look in the mirror to guess how red her face was at the moment.

*

It was two hours later when I came out of the bathroom.

Watanabe Yu rarely logged into his social media account and browsed through recent topics and news related to him.

In a sense, Ryoko was right.

As an insider, especially an insider who is quite popular, he should not completely ignore the voices about him on the Internet. At least, he should selectively look at some of them. Only in this way can he better grasp the direction or intensity of his creation.

Of course, this is just a written statement. He will not make any changes to the actual plot and content, or even the ending of the story.

Just as he said to Ryoko, if we change the main tone that was set from the beginning, the consequences, or the intensity of public opinion, will definitely be far greater than the current one.

Because people's emotions will eventually cool down, when sensibility fades and rationality prevails again, many people will look at the problem from a more comprehensive and objective perspective.

By then, the content that seemed "controversial" before will also change, and those who are the first to wake up will understand that these "controversial" contents are necessary and have been foreshadowed from the beginning.

However, from the perspective of a pure reader, he can understand readers who want to watch happy end. After all, 100,320 flower tickets do have great staying power.

As a result, many people at that time were unable to recover.

Shaking his head, Watanabe Yu refocused his attention on what was in front of him.

[A new book was released, but there was no introduction to the content, and not even a major category of subject matter. Is Mr. Watanabe not confident about his new book? ]

Looking at the comment, he thought about it and selectively typed a line of words to reply.

[The subject of the new book is mystery. I am personally quite confident, but the specific results still need to be verified by the market. Please support me at that time.]

Before he traveled through time, if he saw comments like this and was in a bad mood, he would have started a fight with the person directly.

After all, he is not a public figure, he does not need to care about his own image, let alone his reputation, he can just quarrel freely and push her away harshly.

But people always change.

"Why does this person talk like that?"

A faint scent of jasmine filled his nostrils, and a slightly dissatisfied voice rang in his ears.

The next second, Hamabe Ryoko, wearing pajamas and with a layer of intoxicating blush on her cheeks, sat in his arms.

Maybe because she was tired, her voice was less sharp and more lazy.

"Who knows."

Watanabe Yu moved back, picked up the dry towel beside him, and naturally wiped her dry hair.

The girls in my family don’t like using hair dryers.

Especially Ryoko, she prefers to dry her hair with a towel or let it air dry naturally rather than blow drying it with a hair dryer.

In her words, frequent use of a hair dryer is bad for the hair roots.

"Do you think he might be a fan of your books?"

Feeling his gentle movements, Hamabe Ryoko squinted her eyes comfortably and some coquettish humming sounds came out of her mouth.

"I don't understand what you mean."

Hearing this, Watanabe You was stunned for a second, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Look, look at what boys did in elementary school to get the attention of girls they liked." Hamabe Ryoko leaned back and pressed against his chest.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but after taking a shower she just wanted to get close to him.

In fact, logically speaking, she should have slept in a separate room from him, but in reality, except for the first two days, she slept with him every other day.

Grandma didn't say anything, but just told her to be careful and take precautions.

It made her blush.

She originally thought she had hidden it well, but in reality it was the exact opposite, it turned out her grandmother had known about it for a long time.

"They will deliberately do things that the other person hates to attract their attention." Watanabe Yuu massaged her scalp and continued the conversation with ease, "For example, pulling someone's hair or pulling their hair band."

But unfortunately, he did not have such experience.

It’s not that he didn’t want to, but the girl sitting in front of him had short hair, and her father was a Sanda coach. He had seen her at the parent-teacher meeting, a very strong middle-aged woman.

So, there is no so.

"Yes." Hamabe Ryoko nodded slightly, with a teachable look on her face. "So is there a possibility that this person is like this?"

As she spoke, she dragged the mouse and continued to scroll down.

To be honest, she hadn't paid much attention to You's affairs these days, so now was a good time to take a look.

"Don't do this kind of thing!"

He already had goose bumps.

"That's not up to you." Hamabe Ryoko raised her lips slightly and teased someone, "But then again, what is Akiba Bookstore doing? Logically speaking, shouldn't such publicity include the subject matter and the title of the book?"

She felt that such low-level mistakes should not be made and were impossible to make.

Unless it's intentional.

For example, the classic one leaves a suspense.

But there is no need for You's new book, right? First of all, the quality must be up to standard. Secondly, no matter how you cover it up, since the release date has been decided, it is only a matter of time. Announcing it early can also attract a wave of traffic.

"It seems like they're planning to do some preheating." Watanabe Yu paused, "Editor Kuriyama told me about this this morning. She said that if I'm free, I can selectively reply to some messages today."

According to what she revealed, Qiuye Book Society will announce more specific content tonight, which is the major categories of topics that were deliberately concealed before, as well as some recommendations.

By the way, the recommendation for "White Night Walk" was written by Mr. Tongshan Jun.

"I'll just say it."

Hearing this, Hamabe Ryoko nodded in sudden realization.

She said, with someone's personality, how could he take the initiative to look at these things, not even with the sage time.

He is the kind of classic person who doesn't want to be affected by online comments.

To put it nicely, it means having your own persistence and style; to put it bluntly, it means doing what I want.

“Oh, your reply blew up.”

Just as she was about to continue scrolling, she suddenly stopped the mouse and clicked on the private message page in the upper right corner.

It was gray just now, but now it is 99+, and the eye-catching red color is exaggerated.

"Look what they said."

As Watanabe Yu spoke, he wrapped a towel around her short hair and wiped it gently.

"hai~"

Hamabe Ryoko responded and opened the private message to read it.

However, it took her only a glance to realize that it wasn't the private message that exploded, but the message she replied to him that exploded.

"Wait a minute." She clicked on the reply page and read it carefully. "Someone asked, why did you want to write a mystery novel?"

This reply is not the first one, but the third one.

The reason why she thought of it first was because she was also a little curious.

“You can’t always write about the same subject.”

Watanabe Yu gave the answer without thinking.

Even if he is willing, the market will not be willing. If the same topic is written too much, the market will get aesthetically fatigued.

"Just like that?"

Hamabe Ryoko was a little unsure.

"That's it." Watanabe Yu paused, "If I really acted arrogantly and liked to say superficial things, it would make me a bad person."

Although being "down-to-earth" is a double-edged sword, it is sometimes really useful, and the most important point is that he is too lazy to establish his own character.

What is fake is always fake. What is harder than lying is maintaining a lie.

"Okay." Hamabe Ryoko nodded, typed this line of text lightly on the laptop keyboard, and clicked reply. "Someone asked, do you have any expectations for the performance of your new book?"

"No."

If he had the ability to predict exact results, why didn't he just stop plagiarizing and directly apply this talent to other industries?

For example, classic horse racing.

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“Some people ask whether the new book has a good or bad ending.”

"Secret."

"Teacher Watanabe has been silent for half a year. Is he collecting materials?"

"I'm just slacking off."

"Have you ever considered dating, Mr. Watanabe? If you have, would you give priority to your book fans? - Yu, I feel it's hard to answer this question."

Hamabe Ryoko pursed her lips, feeling inexplicably jealous.

Her official girlfriend is still here, and yet she dares to ask such questions in the comments.

If she wasn't here, wouldn't they...!
"We're already dating, and the other party is a very good girl." Watanabe Yu put down the towel, he had already wiped the last bit of her wetness, "What's so difficult about answering this kind of question? I'm not a singer or actor who relies on being single to make a living.

"Just answer directly."

After all, he wasn't worried about the box being opened.

"you sure?"

Hamabe Ryoko's mood turned from cloudy to sunny.

"determine."

Watanabe Yu answered quite straightforwardly.

There is nothing to hide about this kind of thing.

What's more, the jealous guy is right next to him. If he doesn't take good care of himself and knocks it over, he won't be able to sleep well tonight.

I'm afraid we'll have to move straight to the hand-to-hand combat stage of the defensive battle.

——Out of ammunition and food.

"Next question..."

In this way, the two of them chatted and leaned against each other, enjoying this rare peace.

It was raining heavily outside, but warm light was overflowing inside the house.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, becoming calm and soothing.

(End of this chapter)