Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

Nakata Kazuya's hand touched the cold coffee, and he didn't come to his senses until lunchtime.

I got engrossed in it without even realizing it.

There will be absolutely no problem with this book being published.

Even if he's not the type that appeals to the general public, his delicate descriptions and decent literary skills definitely give him a certain reputation within a small circle, especially among middle-aged men like him who yearn for change.

"He writes youth novels, but he has the feel of an older man."

This feeling is amazing.

Nakata Kazuyasu felt a great sense of relief after breaking free from the book, and he was deeply impressed by some of the opening lines.

People are always caught in a cycle of confusion, self-deprecation, and hope, only to soon lose all confidence in what they are doing.

In fact, after entering society, I really lost enthusiasm and confidence in many things.

I thought to myself, "That's fine. Others can do it because they can. As for myself... as long as I can stand on my own two feet, that's enough."

He had dreamed of entering the animation industry more than once, but time and again he would recall the past and lose confidence.

This novel is available for contract signing.

He followed this path and found the email again.

Was it sent one month ago?

I wonder if that author is still around.

"Nakata, let's go out for lunch!" A colleague, also an editor, put a hand on his shoulder and looked at his computer screen, asking, "How's your leg feeling?"

"It's getting better. Sigh, don't even mention it. I've gained weight from lying down for months."

"Haha, are you going out to eat with us today?"

"Eat, of course I'll eat. Wait a minute, I'm replying to this submission."

"This submission isn't..." The colleague adjusted his glasses, staring intently at the book title in the email. "Isn't this a book by Morisaki?"

Nakata Ichian was immediately taken aback and turned to his colleague and friend: "Morisaki has already taken a liking to him?! In light novels, shouldn't this be a niche genre?"

"More than that, it won second place in the Newcomer Award. Our library's editor-in-chief even wrote a recommendation for this book. I heard it was published and released yesterday, with an initial print run of 10,000 copies."

My colleague shrugged helplessly. "I don't like this kind of genre. If you ask me, light novels should lean towards comedy and youth. That's the way to go."

Nakata Kazuyasu replied, "That's true, but this kind of book, if it can become even slightly popular, can still achieve some success. It's such a pity..."

"Oh? You've taken a fancy to it?"

"I did like it, but Morisaki beat me to it, so there's nothing I can do about it."

"Haha, blame your bad luck for being hospitalized. Otherwise, with your speed in reviewing manuscripts, you probably would have discovered it before Morisaki did."

"It's just bad luck, I've been having a lot of bad luck lately."

"Forget it, let's go eat. Anyway, you're not meant to have this book."

Nakata Kazuyasu glanced at the computer, sighed, and said regretfully, "Well, alright then, let's go out."

The two then invited a few friends from the company to go out for barbecue at noon.

In the elevator, Nakata Kazuya happened to see Morisaki from the next group.

We all know each other and are colleagues, so there's nothing we can't talk about.

Nakata Kazuyasu couldn't help but ask him:

"How did you come to like that book in the first place?"

Which one?

"Fireworks Love".

"That book is quite good. The author is a liberal arts student from the University of Tokyo, and the descriptions of the scenes and emotions are very delicate."

An author from the University of Tokyo, no wonder.

Nakata Kazuyasu thought to himself.

Morisaki looked up at the white light above the elevator and said reminiscingly, "I was drawn to this kind of delicate emotion back then, and I didn't think the plot was any good or bad. And even though it tells a very tragic story, it's like a spell that makes you want to keep reading. Can you understand that feeling?"

“That’s the feeling.” Nakata Kazuyasu nodded.

Morisaki then said to him, "Of course, this book can't become a hit right away, but with an illustrator involved, it's possible."

"Who is it?" Nakata Kazuyasu asked curiously.

"Hanamaru-sensei's Twitter name is 'Hanamaru-sensei'. You should know that she has done illustrations for us. Her company is not far from our house."

"That book that's been really popular on SG Bunko lately...?" Nakata Kazuyasu frowned.

"That's right, you and I both know why that novel's sales skyrocketed, right?"

"You've contacted her?"

“No,” Morisaki shook his head. “Aside from taking on some small commercial projects, she doesn’t do illustration work. Her reason given is that she doesn’t have much energy.”

"So how did you manage to get her to be the illustrator for this novel?"

"Sigh, it's not my doing, the author made the connections himself."

"Wait, that author, is he a newcomer?"

“Yes.” Morisaki nodded.

"How can we contact the most famous illustrator in the industry this year?" Nakata Kazuya couldn't help but glance at Morisaki a few more times. "You, your salary is going to go up soon."

The elevator has arrived at its destination.

"Haha, who knows? Let's not talk about that now. Let's go eat and chat as we walk." Morisaki patted Nakata Kazuya on the back, and they walked out of the company elevator together.

###Chapter 531 Yuuki, Kicked Out of Her Home###

Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

Hanamaru Yuuki's outfit as she stepped into the house was truly eye-catching.

Kai Uesugi felt that she had become quite trendy since returning from England.

"Yuki-chan?"

"Sister!" Hanamaru Yuuki greeted Hanamaru Hanabi with a smile and a wave. The two girls, who were about the same age, quickly held hands.

"Why did you suddenly come?"

"No, I sent a message to your phone, sister."

"A cell phone?" Hanabi Hanamaru thought about it seriously.

"Didn't my sister receive it?"

"I didn't hear any notification sound..."

At that moment, Kai Uesugi walked over and added, "Your phone wasn't charged last night, so it's off now."

"I see." Hanabi Hanabi, dressed in casual clothes, smiled and continued to say to Yuuki Hanabi, "Yuuki-chan, wait a moment, I'll go heat up some barley tea for you."

"Okay, thank you, sister."

Hanamaru Yuuki glanced at Hanamaru Hanabi, who was heading towards the open kitchen, then pulled her suitcase to the sofa and sat down.

Kai Uesugi placed a cake in front of her, and after receiving a thank you, he asked:

"So, why were you kicked out?"

Hanamaru Yuuki said playfully, "Because I told my mom I liked my brother-in-law."

"Seriously."

"How boring. I didn't expect my brother-in-law to see through me so easily." Hanamaru Yuuki took a bite of cake. "The reason I was kicked out is simple: I spent the night at a hotel with a strange uncle I met at a bar and didn't go home."

Uncle, you've been to the hotel all night and haven't gone home?!

“Yuuki, that’s going too far,” Uesugi Kai frowned. “I would be angry too. You’re only 17, still a minor, and you’re staying in a hotel with a strange older man? Shouldn’t you be locked up at home?”

"Oh dear, they say they're kicking me out of the house, but it's really just surveillance. My mom just hires a bunch of detectives to follow me, so I can't escape even if I want to. So, I thought it would be better to come here with you, brother-in-law. She's more at ease here, and I'm more free."

"What's wrong with that uncle?"

Hanamaru Yuuki thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I slept with him, it was quite comfortable."

"Yuki."

"Okay, okay, no joke, I didn't sleep with him. That older man was just a 'rent-a-boyfriend' I found on an app, a cover to help me fool my mom. I didn't want my first time to be with a balding older man."

"Why rent an older man for a boyfriend...?" Uesugi Kai couldn't understand.

"Because my mom took all my money, of course I could only find the cheapest option."

Okay, I'll take your explanation as valid.

"But why did you do that?"

"Sigh, it's because my mom is too controlling... As soon as I say I want to date, her face changes immediately, it's terrifying."

"You really want to be in a relationship?"

"Of course, brother-in-law, don't you think being in a relationship is cool?"

Well, Kai Uesugi understands now. Yuuki Hanamaru is still a little girl at heart and thinks dating is cool.

It's definitely cool, but it depends on who you're with!

Dating someone you just randomly pick on the street is nothing cool; it's a complete waste of your life.

"Come on, Yuuki-chan, have some tea."

"Okay, thank you, Hanabi-neechan."

Hanamaru Yuuki reached out and took the barley tea that Hanamaru Hanabi handed her. She held it in her hand, took a small sip, and felt her body warm up considerably.

"Delicious!"

"I'm satisfied. Why don't you turn on the TV?"

Hanabi Hanamaru casually turned on the TV and then sat down next to Kai Uesugi.