Living in Tokyo, starting with a lifestyle-related job

Chinatsu Igarashi stared wide-eyed, her face filled with astonishment:

"what?"

"Ten days?"

"You finished writing that kind of quality in ten days?"

"And I remember that book had over 200,000 words, didn't it?"

"Even if you wrote 10,000 words a day, you still wouldn't have enough time!"

"Just wondering, how fast do you type at this rate?"

Kamidai Bai Feng said:

"Around ten thousand."

Igarashi Chinatsu was dumbfounded:

"Wow, so fast?!"

"I don't believe you. Show me how you type."

As she spoke, she leaned over to check if the information about Kamishiro Shiro's typing was genuine.

But when Igarashi Chinatsu saw Kamishiro Shirokaze typing out an exquisite plot on the keyboard, with the speed actually displayed as 10,000 words per hour, she felt a little numb.

It makes me realize that people really can't be compared to each other.

Her authors are already pouring their hearts and souls into writing a book of 200,000 words a year.

And Kamishiro-kun actually reads one book every ten days?

This is amazing!

But that book, "I Want to Eat Your Pancreas," is quite good.

But I wonder how things are going with the book that Kamishiro-kun is writing now.

Perhaps it's just a coincidence?

Because some people can write a book very smoothly and finish it in one go.

But when it comes to writing a new book, he can't seem to recapture his previous level of skill.

This resulted in the book's quality being drastically different from before.

In other words, what we now call a bad book.

This situation is quite common.

After all, not every author can guarantee that every book is of high quality.

Chinatsu Igarashi also hopes that Kamishiro-kun can write even better.

But he is still young, and such a request is indeed a bit excessive.

No matter what.

At least he has potential.

The romance aspect is indeed very well written.

So if Igarashi Chinatsu thinks that Kamishiro Hakufu's suspense and mystery novel isn't good enough, then she should let him write a romance novel instead.

after that.

Chinatsu Igarashi bid farewell to Hakufumi Kamishiro and left the coffee shop.

She took the tram back to Futaba Publishing House.

After entering, I returned to my workstation.

Chinatsu Igarashi first handed Chitanda Mirai's manuscript to the group leader.

Then I dealt with the backlog of business a bit more.

After being busy for quite some time.

Chinatsu Igarashi checked the time and realized it was already past five o'clock.

I'm getting ready to leave work at six o'clock.

So she decided to take advantage of this free time to glance at Shiro Kaede's manuscript.

The briefcase was slowly opened, and Igarashi Chinatsu took the manuscript of Kamishiro Shirakaze into her hands.

The cover of "White Night" lay there quietly, the large characters seemingly carrying a faint scent of ink under the soft light.

She took a deep breath, lightly touched the cover with her fingertips, and slowly turned to the second page.

At that moment, the words seemed to possess a magical power, silently seeping into her heart.

It was like a violent storm, making it impossible for her to look away.

The opening few lines describing the female protagonist immediately brought to mind the image of that young and helpless girl.

As she read further, Chinatsu Igarashi seemed to travel through a time tunnel, immersing herself in the intricate and complex story of love and hate in "Journey Under the Midnight Sun".

She saw Kirihara Ryoji and Nishimoto Yukiho, two souls embracing each other in the darkness, yet each carrying heavy secrets and pain.

Their story is a tragic tale of love, sin, and redemption, every word imbued with deep helplessness and indignation.

Chinatsu Igarashi's heart trembled with the ups and downs of the first part of the story. She could almost feel how complicated Kirihara and Yukiho's love was, and their helplessness and despair as they struggled against the torrent of fate.

She couldn't help but feel heartbroken for the fate of these two characters. Their love, like starlight in the white night, was bright but unattainable, and could only be swallowed up in the endless darkness in the end.

While reading "Journey Under the Midnight Sun," the words that moved before her eyes made her feel as if she were breathing and sharing the fate of the two protagonists, experiencing their joys and sorrows, and feeling the emotional entanglement that transcended life and death.

The raw realism of the agonizingly vivid descriptions even made Chinatsu Igarashi feel as if the novel were a true story.

Otherwise, how could the characters be written so vividly and realistically?

Then, Igarashi Chinatsu sees the heroine in the story grow up and transfer schools.

Unexpectedly, the heroine's tragic past was brought up again, and she was bullied by her classmates because of it. But just when the heroine was going through such a painful time, the hero, whom she was supposed to never see again, suddenly came and tried to save her.

Upon seeing this, Igarashi Chinatsu's eyes were already moist.

But what followed was a blank look on his face.

wow~

Because Chinatsu Igarashi realized she had already seen the last page.

She suddenly felt empty and lost.

Immediately.

A strong sense of anxiety arose spontaneously.

She desperately wanted to know what would happen next!

I want to know if the two murderers, the male and female protagonists, will eventually be caught by the police.

They wanted to know if the two of them could escape the police and live out their lives in peace.

This intense sense of anticipation made Chinatsu Igarashi immediately open her briefcase, trying to find any manuscripts she had forgotten to take.

However, after searching, they were unable to find a single page.

Feeling somewhat distressed, she couldn't help but immediately call Kamishiro-kun, wanting to inquire about the whereabouts of the remaining half of the manuscript.

The call was answered quickly.

[Chinatsu Igarashi: Hello, is this Kamishiro-kun?]

[Kamishiro Hakufeng: It's me, what's wrong?]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: No, I just wanted to tell you that your "Journey Under the Midnight Sun" is really, really good!]

[Kamishiro Shirofumi: Oh, thank you. Is there anything else? If not, I need to get back to work; the shop is still quite crowded.]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: Wait, wait! Didn't you say this novel was almost finished? How's it going?]

[Kamishiro Shirofumi: Not finished yet.]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: I know it's not finished yet, I just wanted to ask how much progress you're making?]

[Kamishiro Shirofumi: There are quite a lot, maybe 100,000 to 200,000 words?]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: There's still so much left? I remember you type very fast. When are you going to finish writing? Today or tomorrow?]

[Kamishiro Shirofumi: Today or tomorrow? That's a bit too demanding.]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: Ahem, let me ask tactfully, when will you finish writing?]

[Kamidai Bai Feng: I don’t know. 】

[Chinatsu Igarashi: Didn't you say today or tomorrow? How come you don't know now?]

[Kamishiro Hakufu: The coffee shop is busy, and I also have midterms coming up, so I guess I misjudged the situation.]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: When you're finished writing, remember to let me know, and I'll have the editorial department review it for you immediately.]

[Kamishiro Shirokaze: Miss Igarashi, why don't you show it to them first? Anyway, it's only halfway through, so I think they can get a general idea.]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: Yeah, that's fine too. But remember to tell me first when you're done writing!]

[Kamishiro Shirofumi: Okay, okay, I'll hang up now.]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: Wait, wait!]

[Kamishiro Hakufeng: What's wrong?]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: I just wanted to ask if you could send me what you've written so far so I can take a look?]

[Kamishiro Shirofumi: Not much has been written yet, about the same pace as what you're reading now.]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: Huh?! You don't start work until 5 AM, and I left around 3 PM. You should have been able to write at least 10,000 words by then, so why haven't you written much?]

[Kamishiro Hakufu: I'm going to open a shop]

[Chinatsu Igarashi: Oh, sorry. But could you write faster? The sooner you finish, the sooner you can rest.]

[Kamishiro Shirofumi: I've tried my best. Okay, I have to go now, I'll hang up.]