In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

Kasumigaoka Koko didn't answer again, but just looked at him gently. People came and went on the city streets, but she only had eyes for him.

Yuan Qianye felt that, given the current atmosphere, it wouldn't be difficult for him to take her directly to a love hotel and have her call her parents to tell them she wasn't going home that night.

Of course, Kasumigaoka Utaha wasn't such a casual girl. He had to make some promises and take the initiative to advance their relationship before he would have a chance to kiss this cool yet erotic light novel author.

But according to his preconceived notions, this would be difficult.

It's easy to be a scumbag just to satisfy your hormonal desires.

But if you want to be satisfied with just that and want to maintain such a relationship for a long time, even for a lifetime... then there are just too many things to consider.

As of now, we still have to continue to be patient.

Ultimately, Chiyo and Kasumigaoka arrived at a bookstore.

The two stepped inside.

Kasumigaoka probably knew what he was thinking when he came here.

Sure enough, after asking the clerk where the mystery novels were displayed...

With a clear purpose, Minamoto Chiya walked directly in that direction and took out his phone to search for the specific books that had won the Edogawa Rampo Award in recent years.

Starting from last year, he won five award-winning mystery novels.

Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood. He plans to go back and spend two days reading these novels to roughly understand the basis and standards of the judges' current awards. This way, he can better choose which work to submit to make a splash.

Kasumigaoka, standing next to him, also picked up five identical novels.

When Yuan Qianye looked over, she was holding books in both hands and explained softly, "I'll take a look at them when I get back, so I can get familiar with mystery novels and maybe be of some help later."

For example, you only need to focus on writing the plot and characters' dialogue, ensuring the logic is clear. The rest—correcting typos, describing the environment, and filling in background information—can be handled by simply explaining your needs to me, and I'll polish it for you.

In fact, the situation described by Kasumigaoka does exist in the writing world, where there are professionals who make a living this way, similar to assistants to manga artists, with the job title of proofreader.

However, generally speaking, only those big-name writers who can make money can afford such assistants to help them improve their writing efficiency.

Yuan Qianye was a little worried: "You're still preparing the content for the new volume of your own novel, and you're about to enter high school. You don't have time to do things like this, do you?"

Kasumigaoka tilted her head: "Don't worry about my studies. I'm confident I can handle the entrance exam for Soubu High School. As for the novel, I have some drafts saved up, and there's still some time before the deadline, so there's no need to rush."

I've made up my mind, I'm going to help you.

Her words conveyed this meaning quite directly.

A direct attack is unavoidable, not to mention she's so beautiful.

Yuan Qianye sighed: "Then I'm in a big debt of gratitude to you."

Kasumigaoka smiled: "Compared to the help you gave me back then, this is nothing."

In this way.

With the help of this light novel author who has quite good writing skills, we were able to get things done.

Yuan Qianye's originally rushed schedule suddenly became much more relaxed.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Time passed by unnoticed, and it was December 14th.

The weather was great this Sunday.

After having breakfast, Mr. Sawamura picked up his fishing rod and went out looking somewhat listless.

He paid a price in order to enjoy an undisturbed holiday.

Honey, be careful on the road!

On the contrary, Mrs. Sawamura, who was seeing her husband off at the entrance, had a very bright expression.

After seeing her husband off, she went back to her room, tore off all the bed sheets and duvet covers, washed them, and then carried them to the courtyard to dry.

When I returned to the living room, I saw Hayasaka, which I had left for my daughter, on the dining table.

Mrs. Sawamura considered whether to take her to her room or have her come down to eat.

It was at this very moment.

The door to the second-floor room was suddenly flung open, and Eriri rushed downstairs into the living room. She jumped onto the sofa, knelt down, and pounded the cushions a few times. Then, with her hair disheveled, she raised her hands and shouted excitedly like a convict embracing freedom after serving her sentence.

"It's over! It's finally all over!"

A whole month! Do you know how she got through that month?

It was a small game club, and the original artist ran away halfway through, so the client contacted her.

Eriri originally didn't want to take this job, but unfortunately, the offer was just too much—a full two million!

Eriri wants to invite everyone to go out and have fun for a few days after Yukino returns from winter break.

Wanting to indulge in a long-awaited extravagance, he declared that Ms. Sawamura would pay for the entire bill!

Therefore, during this period, apart from going to school, she locked herself in her room and worked tirelessly on the original artwork to meet the requirements of the client.

Only after the work officially began did she understand why the original artist had run away halfway through.

Although the workload wasn't particularly heavy, the client had many demands, and often didn't finish explaining everything at once, which was very frustrating.

But after gritting my teeth and persevering until today, it's finally over!

The two million has just been deposited into her account, and she's free!

Watching her daughter's movements, so strikingly similar to Andy Dufresne's iconic pose, Mrs. Sawamura suppressed a laugh and patted her head.

"Congratulations! Take a good rest for a few days. Now you need to study hard. Final exams are coming up soon. Don't forget your promise to your mom. If your grades don't meet the requirements, you'll have to go to tutoring during the winter break."

"Okay, don't worry!"

After such a troublesome job, Eriri felt that studying was really nothing.

After finishing her meal, Eriri went back to her room to change her clothes and then planned to go out directly.

Mrs. Sawamura called out to her directly, "Eriri, where are you going?"

"The Chiya family."

"Come back! Come back!"

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Sawamura looked at her daughter with a helpless expression and patted her hair: "You stayed up late last night, didn't you? You'd better take a shower before you go over."

Eriri suddenly realized, "Thank you, Mom!"

After saying that, he rushed to the bathroom.

A moment later, Eriri's voice came through: "Mom, please get me some clean clothes and a towel!"

Eh...

Mrs. Sawamura sighed helplessly, resting her forehead on her hand.

My daughter is already in the second year of junior high school, but she still has the mentality of a child. She is completely unlike me.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Around 10 a.m., Eriri rang the doorbell of the Gen family's house.

Rikka opened the door, and her friend came to play at her house again after a long time. The two girls, full of girlish charm, held hands and skipped lightly in the entryway before going into the living room together.

Junko's mom took Chiyo to the hospital for a check-up today, with Toka accompanying her. Afterwards, they'll go to a beauty store and have lunch out. They won't be back until the afternoon.

Therefore, at this moment, only Rikka, Chiya, and... are at home.

"Oh my, it's been a long time, Sawamura-kun."

On the living room sofa, Kasumigaoka Utaha was breaking up cookies and placing them on a tray on the coffee table to feed Black Wings.

"H-long time no see."

Although somewhat surprised, Eriri responded politely.

However, she soon realized something was wrong!

Why is this woman wearing a pale white cotton nightgown instead of her signature little skirt and black tights today?

She turned to look at Rikka abruptly, her big eyes filled with great confusion, and leaned closer: "No, why is she wearing... wearing...!"

Rikka understood what she was wondering and explained, "Shiyu-nee has been staying at our house for the past few days."

"~" Kasumigaoka was also facing them, mainly Eriri, with a smiling face.

Eriri felt as if she had been struck by lightning upon hearing this news!

They've settled in, which means... they're living together!?

She quickly pulled Liuhua a few steps away from the living room sofa and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window facing the courtyard.

"What on earth happened?! How did she suddenly end up living in your house?!"

"She's going to help Qianye write his novel, so it would be much more convenient if she stayed here."

"If she wants to write a novel, why doesn't she write it at home... Huh?" Eriri suddenly thought she had misheard and said incredulously, "It's Chiya who wants to write a novel?"

Rikka nodded: "Mm."

"Why did Qianye suddenly decide to write a novel?"

"As for Chiya, it's not surprising that she has certain ideas or wants to try certain things at any time."

Why didn't you tell me about this?

Rikka spread her hands: "You yourself said that you've been working hard lately by drawing in seclusion, so of course I don't want to bother you anymore. As for school, you've been sleeping on your desk most of the time during lunch breaks, so I haven't had a chance to talk to you at all."

"..." Eriri was speechless, it seemed that she really couldn't blame Rikka.

Even if she knew, it doesn't seem to change anything...

It just feels even more tragic!

Eriri's face fell, and her good mood—which she had originally wanted to share with her friend about earning two million yen and then treating everyone—vanished instantly.

"Eri is here! It feels like it's been ages since you last visited."

Yuan Qianye came down from the second floor. He was also wearing pajamas, and unlike usual, he was wearing blue light blocking glasses. He looked quite intellectual, exuding a gentle and refined charm.

"Rikka will go to the supermarket to buy groceries later. Tell her what you want to eat, and I'll cook lunch. I'll also invite Saeko over later so we can have a get-together after so long."