Crayon Shin-chan: As someone who's traveled through time, all I want is a huge reward!

Lin Yu was also preparing to take a short nap in his office.

Just as I lay down, my phone rang.

"Dingling bell~"

When I picked up the phone, I saw that the caller was Nanako Ohara.

"What's wrong, Miss Ohara?"

Lin Yu rubbed his eyes, thinking there was something wrong with his manuscript and it needed urgent revision.

"Teacher Lin, the list! The list is out!!!"

On the other end of the phone, Nanako Ohara spoke hurriedly, her tone filled with excitement and agitation.

"A list?"

"You mean the awards list?!"

Judging by the timeline, it's almost the end of the month, and it's about time for the results.

"Yes, Ms. Lin, you're probably at work and can't use a computer right now, right?"

Lin Yu could hear a hint of smugness in Ohara Nanako's voice, and he could even picture the slightly upturned corners of her mouth.

"So, Ms. Ohara, are you going to be heartless and not tell me, making me keep my curiosity until I get off work and then go home to find out?"

"That doesn't seem like a bad idea, considering that Teacher Lin has been a bit lazy lately and has been updating less and less."

After spending so much time together, the two had become quite familiar with each other, and their conversations naturally included many jokes.

"Please, how could you say such a heartless thing? It seems I should learn from my colleagues and just write tens of thousands of words a month."

"No, no, no, Teacher Lin, has anyone told you that you look like this..."

"I know, he's very handsome."

Lin Yu's words plunged Ohara Nanako into silence, and then she said helplessly.

"Teacher Lin, you're great in every way, except you're a little narcissistic."

"Alright, I'll tell you. Congratulations! Your work, 'Planet Dream,' has won the Fujimi Bunko Newcomer Award Grand Prize this year!"

A grand prize?!

Upon hearing those two words, Lin Yu's breathing became slightly more rapid.

Although he had always known that this highly acclaimed work from his previous life was quite impressive, he never expected to receive such a grand prize!

"I remember your grand prize was around three million?"

"correct answer!"

"It's not just three million, it also includes the highest contract for a newcomer!"

Lin Yu remembered that when he signed the contract, the treatment would be different if he won a big prize.

The payment is 6000 yen per page, which is about 400 words.

At the same time, the most basic 8% royalty rate will be increased to 10%.

While it's not the top 14%, it's absolutely beyond imagination for a newcomer.

Grand Prize debut!

This would definitely grab attention if it were mentioned.

She's the brightest new star!

Based on the 70,000 words of "Star Dream", the manuscript fee would be a full 1.05 million, not including royalties.

That alone adds up to a total income of four million.

Four million.

Four months' worth of interest.

If you grit your teeth, you could even pay back part of the principal.

Thinking about all this, Lin Yu suddenly felt a sense of exhilaration, like a serf who had been liberated and was now singing a song of liberation.

If he hadn't been on the phone, he would have cheered.

'A man should definitely prioritize his career!'

Lin Yu sighed, "Making money is the most important thing!"

"Mosimoxi?"

"Teacher Lin, are you still listening?"

Nanako Ohara's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ahem, I'm listening, I'd like to ask when your bonuses are paid out."

"It should be around the day after tomorrow. Once the royalties in your contract are revised, we'll send them all together."

Nice!

"You've really worked hard, Ms. Ohara."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Also, regarding the illustrations, we'll need Mr. Lin to confirm them later. And we'll need you to come to Fuji to see us for the sample copy."

"No problem, Ms. Ohara, just let me know when the time comes."

"It'll be just the right time to finalize the contract for 'Your Lie in April' as well."

"Then I must treat Miss Ohara to a big meal as a reward."

"Okay, then I won't be polite."

After chatting for a couple of minutes, Lin Yu hung up the phone, a smile appearing on his face.

Life is really getting better and better.

Nanako Ohara, who had just hung up the phone, was sitting at her desk in her room with a happy smile on her face.

As her first author, achieving such remarkable success right after her debut, it would be impossible for her not to be happy.

Moreover, it's not just this one work; the second part, "Your Lie in April," also has great potential in Nanako Ohara's opinion.

This point was also acknowledged by the editor-in-chief; otherwise, they wouldn't have prepared the contract.

It's important to understand that in the current economic climate, the requirements for artwork have become much stricter.

Works that could be tolerated in the past are now rejected.

Nowadays, the works that get signed are all carefully selected.

While Ohara Nanako was having a good time, she didn't notice at all that the door behind her had opened at some point.

Ohara Shiro had a square scarf wrapped around his head and tied around his nose, making him look like a thief. It seemed that by disguising himself like this, no one would be able to spot him.

Looking at the happy smile on Nanako Ohara's face across the table, Shiro Ohara felt a pang of pain in his heart. As a father, he had a premonition.

It seems like the little cabbage I've painstakingly raised for over twenty years is about to be eaten by someone else.

Thinking about this, Ohara Shiro immediately felt his blood pressure rise!

"Damn it! Nana, who is that brat? I'm not letting him get away with this! Tell me, I'm going to challenge him to a duel right now!"

Ohara Shiro, disregarding his act of spying, jumped out.

Chapter 42: Bonus, royalties, four million!

"father!"

Upon hearing Ohara Shiro's voice, Ohara Nanako, who was sitting at her desk, turned her head away helplessly.

"Didn't I tell you to knock before entering my room?"

"That's why I didn't go into your room!"

Ohara Shiro stood at the door, speaking with an air of self-righteousness.

Nanako Ohara reached up and rubbed her forehead, then sighed.

Nanako Ohara knows her father all too well.

Everything else is fine, except that she takes care of herself a little too much.

Whether it was picking her up from school without fail when she was in school, or introducing her to part-time jobs later on, or even now...

“Dad, I’m not a child anymore. I’m a college student now, and I’ll graduate in a year.”

"And I was just talking about work..."

"Talk about work?"

"Is someone from your library harassing you?"

"I'll call Oda right now and ask him what exactly happened..."

"Stop messing around, Dad. I'm talking to the author I'm in charge of about winning an award. Can you please stop interfering?"

Upon hearing this and realizing that it wasn't a colleague harassing his precious daughter, Ohara Shiro's expression softened slightly. He took off his headscarf and gave a soft snort.