My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 192: No Glass for Playing

"Oh."

Glass rubbed his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed to look him in the eye as his thoughts were seen through.

"It's already this late, Nitro-san, you should go back to sleep." Tsuna looked at the time on the notebook and reminded her.

After walking around for almost the entire day today, he was starting to feel a little sleepy.

"Yeah." Glass yawned and nodded, "Good night, Tsuna." She stood up and waved to him.

I was so engrossed in reading the light novel he wrote just now that I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Without even looking up, Tsuna replied, "Good night."

He checked his email and found that he still hadn't received a reply from Futaba Publishing, then closed his notebook.

"What's wrong?" He closed the computer and noticed from the corner of his eye that Glass-classmate was still standing at the door without moving, so he asked in confusion.

Without saying anything, Glass silently turned the doorknob and opened the door completely. After confirming that there was no one on the stairs, she quickly turned around and ran to his side.

She placed a kiss on his sleepy and confused face and ran downstairs at the speed of light.

Tsuna stared blankly at the door, his left hand slowly stroking his still slightly wet left cheek.

have to……

The sleepiness that had just come to me was driven away by this girl.

"You're running so fast, be careful not to fall, Nitro!"

"Don't worry, godmother."

"boom!"

"Click..."

Tsuna stood up and closed the door that she had forgotten to close when she went downstairs, and in the process blocked out the chattering sounds from the first floor.

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"Drip drip..."

"Tsuna, Futaba Publishing House has replied to you!" Naoko shouted at Tsuna who was doing something outside the living room.

Tsuna, who had just come out of the bathroom after washing his hands, did not respond, but just silently quickened his pace.

He knew that even if he responded loudly, Glass wouldn't be able to hear him, so it would be better for him to go back to the living room and check.

"Why is your email still locked? My birthday and your birthday are not correct. Are you using your aunt's birthday?" As soon as he came back, Glass asked in confusion.

Tsuna walked over to sit beside her, took the still slightly warm mouse, and waved his hand casually: "Just setting it up casually, the password is 12138."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tsuna typed the string of Arabic numerals he had just mentioned in front of Nozomi.

"12138?" Glass muttered softly.

I thought, could this be the birthday of some wild woman who was born at 12 o'clock on December 13th?

But before he could think too much, he was distracted by Tsuna's next words, which sounded vaguely joyful:

"Finally replied. Today happens to be the last day of the week."

The page loaded for a moment, and all they saw was the words "What the hell is this?"

"Tsuna, it's okay, that man must be blind." Glass quickly raised her hands to cover his eyes and spoke to comfort him.

She really thinks that this editor Futaba is blind.

The light novel written by her Tsuna is so beautiful and attractive, how could it be like what he said.

Tsuna let her hands cover her eyes: "I can see everything clearly, okay?"

When he first saw this reply, he did feel a little disappointed, after all, he had been looking forward to it for a long time.

But the disappointment was quickly overcome by Glass's sudden action. Glass was right, this Futaba editor must be blind.

This person is blind, so he just chooses one publishing house. After all, there are so many publishing houses in Japan. As for the other editors of Futaba Publishing House, he directly excluded them.

"Well, well, well..." Glass stuttered for a moment when she heard that.

In the past, it was Tsuna who comforted and appeased her, but when she said that...

There was never a chance to comfort...

"Okay, I'm not as fragile as you think." Tsuna raised his hands, firmly grasped the hands that were covering his eyes, and began to knead them.

made money!

Since she started junior high school, Glass has grown up and is no longer willing to let him play with her hands, so, it's a good deal!
Tsuna exited the somewhat annoying page with one hand, and with the other hand, he firmly grasped Glass's left hand:
"It's just one editor named Futaba. Not all editors are as blind as him."

As for my right hand, I didn't hold it firmly, so she took the opportunity to slip away.

"Yeah!" Glass nodded, raised her right hand and gave him a thumbs up: "Tsuna, I believe you!"

At this time, Miyamura Shizuka came into the living room from outside with two glasses of iced milk. She placed the milk on the coffee table in front of the two of them and then asked in confusion:

"What's wrong? Was it rejected?"

She also heard what Glass said before, and guessed immediately that her little boy was rejected.

"Yes, no need to comfort my mother." Tsuna nodded.

Seeing that he was still holding Nitro's hand, Shizuka Miyamura rubbed his head hard as if nothing was wrong.

"Stop imagining this. Who said I wanted to comfort you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swallowed all the comforting words he had thought of in the restaurant.

Glass spoke up to defend him, saying, "Aunt Miyamura, this is a problem with editor Futaba, not Tsuna's novel."

"Is it true?" Shizuka Miyamura obviously didn't believe what Nozomi said, but she didn't deny it immediately.

"Really! Tsuna wrote it really well!"

"Really? Let me see it then."

"Hurry, Tsuna." Nozomi pushed Tsuna who was still playing with her hand.

Tsuna, who had originally planned to sign the contract and then give his mother a surprise, said that it didn't matter anymore and operated the computer to call up the first volume of the submitted document.

Then he moved the laptop screen in front of his mother.

"Let me see." Seeing this, Shizuka Miyamura turned her attention to the densely packed Japanese characters written by Tsuna.

As time went by, Shizuka Miyamura went from being careless at the beginning to becoming more and more focused later on.

She also read a lot of light novels and other books in high school and college. Even after she got married and had children, she would occasionally buy some good ones when she came across them.

I can still give some comments on books like light novels on the market.

It is undeniable that the light novel "We Still Don't Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day" written by Tsuna is...

This beginning is definitely better than the pile of garbage that's already been published on the market.

As for the small pile that I can't compare with, it's because there is only one volume and I don't know anything about the sequel, so I can't make any comments.

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"Tsk tsk tsk..." About ten minutes passed, and Shizuka Miyamura shook her head and smacked her lips.

"What's wrong, Mom? Is there milk stuck in your teeth?"

"Auntie, doesn't it look good?" Glass raised her hand and patted him, asking.

Miyamura Shizuka reluctantly turned her gaze away from the last line, nodded, and expressed her inner thoughts: "That editor really is blind."

(End of this chapter)