Tokyo Soft Rice King.

Upon opening the door, they saw Shiori and Moe already waiting for them in the clubroom. After seeing Kuroba Akira, the two of them smiled together before looking at the Literature Club president, Anri Hitomi, behind him.

Kuroba Akira has now completely replaced Anri Hitomi and become the backbone of the new literary club.

Of course, I'd want to come to a club where pretty girls greet me with smiles every day!

Kuroba Akira sat down in his usual spot, in the lower left corner of the large table, near the center. The class president would sit to his left, Shirai Shiori would sit opposite him, and Moe would sit diagonally opposite him, with each of the four occupying a corner.

After sitting down, Kuroba Akira raised his hand to greet the duo of Wenhua, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Hey, you two, it's been a long time."

"Hmm! It's been a long time. It feels like ages since I last saw Kuroba-kun!"

Aizen Moe's nodding was adorable and infectious; her bangs bounced lightly with her movements, and her eyes sparkled, as if one could truly feel her pure and passionate emotions, like those of a puppy.

Kuroba Akira almost wanted to walk over and touch her chin and head; she was just that cute.

Thinking back to the very beginning, when she was so cute and had an aura that kept strangers at bay, but now she has become so well-behaved, Kuroba Akira felt that he had really done a good job of winning her over.

"It's only been a week, and we even met once during PE class last week."

Shirai Shiori complained about her best friend's overly enthusiastic, almost ingratiating, welcome, and poured cold water on her to cool her down. But from her expression, it was clear that she was actually quite happy to see Kuroba Akira arrive, as evidenced by the slightly upturned corners of her mouth.

You could even say she was more eager to see Kuroba Akira than Moe, because she fantasized about him a lot when she didn't see him, and seeing him would at least curb the rate at which her fantasies were growing.

Since she started sleeping naked, Shiori Shirai's sleep quality has improved a lot, which has also reduced her dark circles. She now looks much more energetic.

However, she has been experiencing these sensations more frequently lately. In the past, she only felt that urge when reading erotic novels, but perhaps because she hadn't seen Kuroba Akira much last week, his image kept appearing in her mind, and then it would naturally turn into a scene where they expressed their love for each other and engaged in intimate acts, with herself being the heroine.

At this point, you'll feel a bloating and warm flow in your stomach, a sensation that is sometimes gentle and sometimes rough, giving you a feeling of continuous gushing out...

Then I wet the bed again.

Having already embarrassed herself once, Shiori Shirai naturally wouldn't repeat the same mistake. So, with great foresight, she would wear gloves and play in the snow at home, which meant she washed her white silk gloves even more frequently.

If you flush the water beforehand, it won't spill onto the bed and stain the sheets; this is how you prevent flooding before it happens.

So she wasn't wearing gloves today, and Kuroba Akira noticed this detail and asked about it.

"Shiori, you're not wearing gloves today?"

Shiori Shirai blushed slightly as she made excuses for herself.

"I've been writing articles lately and haven't been reading, so there's no need for me to wear gloves."

Then, fearing that Kuroba Akira would continue to pursue the matter and expose the fact that she used gloves to increase friction and the wormwood sensation, Shirai Shiori quickly changed the subject.

"Putting that aside for now, what about the detailed outline for Volume Two?"

"It's finished. Here, take it."

Kuroba Akira took out the outline of the second volume, which he had completed last week, from his schoolbag.

Aside from helping with the cultural festival last week, Akira Kuroba spent the rest of his time refining the story outline for Volume 2.

"Let's take a look today and start writing the main text tomorrow. This time, Shiori, you and I will each write a version."

Shiori Shirai took the outline, but before she could even look at it, she heard Akira Kuroba make a statement that sounded like a challenge. Immediately, she felt a surge of revenge and replied with a fierce fighting spirit.

"So, whoever writes the better one will be used? Okay, I accept your invitation to choose!"

She originally wanted to say "challenge," but considering that she was now the one chasing after him, she changed the word. In everyday conversation, she was also very careful with her words.

Kuroba Akira stared at her face as he spoke.

"Well, if that's how you feel to be more motivated, then you can think of it that way... But articles have their strengths and weaknesses. We should use whichever is better. I want to extract the parts that you and I wrote well and combine them into a better article."

Merge me and you...?

Shiori Shirai's mind automatically conjured up fantasies. She quickly shook her head. She had been manually clearing away the snow and releasing the water too often lately, causing her fantasies to uncontrollably surface whenever she heard certain words.

Even though she wasn't sure if she had romantic feelings for Kuroba Akira, she was incredibly interested in things related to health and sports...

That's not good; it's too unhealthy!

Actually, it doesn't matter if it's not perfect. The main thing is that Shiori Shirai is afraid that such delusions will affect her creative state. Although there are quite a few borderline plots in the light novel "Imouto ga Yuu", it is ultimately not an erotic novel and does not need such detailed descriptions and portrayals.

If one's fantasies go too far, one might be tempted to write articles filled with erotic content... It's fine for personal reading and as a side dish, but it would be very inappropriate as the main content of a published light novel.

In this kind of place, she really admired Kuroba Akira. Every time he wrote something that made people's hearts itch, but it wasn't the kind of explicit description, so it was perfect as a side dish when you wanted to enjoy things at a slower pace.

"But the writing styles will be different, right? Forcing them together will only make the reading experience awkward."

Kuroba Akira then spread his hands upwards towards the class monitor and said.

"This will have to be handled by our supervisor to ensure a consistent style... Could I ask you for that, Minister?"

Anri Hitomi nodded with a smile.

"Sure, this is something I should be responsible for anyway."

As a result, the class president's role became much more important than before in the creation of this light novel.

The class monitor had mentioned that she wanted to persuade Meng Hui to contribute a portion of her royalties as activity funds, but from her perspective, she didn't really have the right to say that. Even as the head of the arts and literature department, she didn't have much say because she participated in too little of the creative process.

Previously, she was only given the task of correcting typos and offering her thoughts, which made the role of class monitor seem dispensable. Therefore, Kuroba Akira took this opportunity to assign her more important tasks, thereby increasing the class monitor's presence and influence.

Whether or not Moe can get a share of the royalties depends entirely on the class president's eloquence; Kuroba Akira doesn't intend to interfere.

He had other things to ask Moe for help with today, so he turned to Aizono Moe and spoke.

"We still can't determine at which plot point to set up the illustrations until the main text of Volume 2 is released, so Moe, you're free for the time being, right? Can you do me a small favor?"

"What is it? I will do everything in my power to help Kuroba-kun!"

Aiyuan Moe is full of energy, and she is willing to do her best to play her part wherever she can be of use.

"I'm planning to create a website. Actually, the website is already built, but the pages are still a bit rudimentary, so I need someone to help with some beautification..."

Upon hearing that it was actually a web design project, Aiyuan Moe, who had been full of enthusiasm, suddenly lost her spirit and said she wanted to back out.

"Huh? But I don't really know much about web design either..."

In the past, she would have mostly lowered her head and waved her hands repeatedly to refuse, afraid that her lack of professionalism would cause trouble for the other party. However, because it was Kuroba Akira's request, Aizono Moe mustered up a little courage and tried to look up and say something.

"If... Kuroba-kun could guide me, perhaps I could give it a try..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely explain it to you clearly."

Although Kuroba Akira didn't understand web design, he still remembered what the bullet screen video websites looked like in his previous life. He could just make the layout according to that design. However, he still needed Moe to draw the overall colors and some of the small icons.

It just so happens that Akira Kuroba also wants Aizono Moe to start trying to switch to digital painting. If she switches to drawing on a computer in the future, her drawing speed will increase a lot.

The next step is to use AI... to help MoeE adapt to the more advanced internet age in advance.

"Anyway, it's good that you're willing to help, Moe. As for the reward..."

Upon hearing the word "reward," Aizono Moe immediately raised her hands to stop Kuroba Akira from continuing.

"Um! No need for payment! I can't accept any more money from you, Kuroba-kun!"

"Uh... what are you saying... the money hasn't even reached your hands yet, has it?"

"But, well, it's already too much to give me half of the light novel's royalties. It's the result of everyone's hard work... Although you said I'm important, um... I mean, my illustrations are important, I don't think I should be the only one to get the most money... Because without you, Kuroba-kun, there wouldn't be this light novel, right?"

Hearing Moe's words, Kuroba Akira unconsciously glanced at the smiling class president, only to find her also looking at him, her expression saying, "See? Just as I said, right?"

Indeed, just as the class monitor said, simply increasing Aiyuan Moe's reward would only make her feel anxious and uneasy.

It seems I can only repay her in other ways.

"I understand. Then let me ask you for help as a friend this time."

"Hoo... Hmm!"

Aiyuan Moe breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.

In fact, Aizono Moe felt that as a maid, she should do whatever her master said, which was a matter of course.

However, she knew that saying this would only scare Kuroba Akira, so she just kept it to herself.

If she could, she would be very willing to do more for Kuroba Akira; the more she did, the more she felt her role and significance.

And there is a sense of fulfillment in it, that 'my master needs me.'

Kuroba Akira, unaware that he already possessed the maid of his dreams, recounted the news he had received to everyone.

"By the way, Editor Sen told me that he can send over the sample books next week. Should I bring you a few as well?"

Shiori Shirai shook her head and said.

"No, I don't need to. I want to buy it myself at the bookstore when it's released."

"Then, me too! Shiori, shall we go shopping together then?"

"Okay, I remember it was supposed to be released on the 28th... I didn't expect the release date to be moved up... I hope it sells well."

Kuroba Akira clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Yeah, please, sales have to be phenomenal...!"

Although their wishes are the same, their reasons are completely different. Akira Kuroba only thinks about making money, but Shiori Shirai doesn't actually care about money at all. She just says that if it sells well, it means more people will watch it.

She hopes that Akira Kuroba's work can be seen by more people, because she also contributed to it, and she is also the user of this pen name.

As Bai Zi's debut work, she hopes to have a good start.

Afterwards, she also wanted to work hard to ensure that the pen name she and he shared was engraved in the great book of history.

The next day, the day before the cultural festival, Akira Kuroba asked Fujiyoshi Michio, who was packing his schoolbag, after school.

"Hey, Dolph, are you going to the club today?"

"Yes, I'll go. Last week I was helping with the props making for the cultural festival in class, and Nishimura-senpai complained to me about it for a long time."

"He values ​​you quite a bit."

Fujiyoshi Michio scratched the back of his head and replied shyly.

"Haha, it's alright... According to him, it's rare to have a new person who's actually useful, so we're definitely going to make the most of them..."

Good grief, this is like becoming a slave owner in school, just like me who wants to find useful talent in school.

Akira Kuroba's intuition told him that this senior Nishimura was probably the same type of person as him.

How many people are in your club now?