I really just want to grind for entries related to crossover anime/manga.

He said this firmly, pointing towards the doorway, his attitude clear.

"Go back first, take a hot shower, dry your hair, and then go to bed and get at least eight hours of deep sleep."

"Keep the manuscript here. I will read it carefully. Once you have rested and recovered your energy, we can discuss it in detail."

"Either I come to your house in person, or you come here again, either way is fine, what do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha lifted her heavy eyelids and glanced at him, a hint of anxiety flashing in her crimson eyes.

"Yuanchuan-kun, when did you become so fussy... I'm fine, really, I'm still very energetic."

She tried to sit up straight to show that she was okay, but the exhaustion in her body was real. Even such a simple movement made her feel dizzy, and her eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

"no!"

Genkawa Yu's attitude was unusually firm, leaving no room for negotiation. He even took a step forward, as if to reach for the stack of manuscripts on the coffee table.

"Look at your own state. Creation is a marathon, not a 100-meter sprint!"

"Inspiration gained at the expense of your health will be less valuable. Listen to me, go back and rest first. This is for your own sake and for the good of this work."

His eyes were earnest and concerned, carrying a sincerity that was hard to refuse.

Perhaps it was Genkawa Yu's unusually firm attitude that had an effect. Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at the unquestionable persistence and deep-seated worry in his eyes, and finally deflated like a punctured balloon. She pursed her bloodless lips and muttered something with a hint of reluctance.

"...knew."

She slowly stood up and walked unsteadily toward the door, as if each step was on cotton.

"After you finish reading, remember to tell me your honest thoughts as soon as possible. No half-hearted responses."

She turned back and gave another word of advice, her eyes filled with concern for the fate of the artwork.

"Don't worry, I promise. Go back and rest now."

Yuan Chuanyu escorted her to the door, watching her stagger slightly as she walked towards the door. He shook his head helplessly, closed the door, and felt even more curious and expectant about the manuscript.

However, he clearly underestimated Kasumigaoka Utaha's dedication to this painstakingly crafted work, as well as her writerly nature of being exceptionally stubborn and relentless in pursuing her goals.

He originally thought she would at least rest for a few hours, or even sleep until dawn.

Unexpectedly, just about fifteen minutes later, the crisp doorbell rang again, shattering the tranquility that had just been restored in the apartment.

With even greater doubt, Genkawa Yu opened the door again, only to see Kasumigaoka Utaha still standing outside, her hair wet and draped over her shoulders, water droplets still dripping from the ends, emitting the same fresh scent of the shampoo in his bathroom, clearly having just finished showering.

She changed into a gray loungewear outfit with a cartoon cat pattern, but the fatigue on her face did not lessen much after the hot bath. Instead, the steam made her face flush unhealthy.

Those crimson eyes, still stubbornly and brightly shining, stared intently at him.

"I've taken a shower and changed my clothes."

She declared confidently, and before Yuan Chuanyu could react, she squeezed in from his side again, bringing in a gust of cool, moist air.

"I really can't sleep. My mind is still racing and I can't calm down. Instead of wasting time in bed, I'd rather wait here and hear your reading feedback as soon as possible, Genkawa-kun."

Genkawa Yu looked at her, who was clearly at her limit but still trying to put on a brave face, and he was both annoyed and amused.

He understands that for a creator who regards their work as their life, the complex emotions of anticipation, anxiety, excitement, and unease that arise when their painstakingly crafted work is about to be reviewed by their most important peers are indeed enough to overwhelm physical fatigue and dispel all sleepiness.

"...I just can't do anything with you."

In the end, Yuan Chuanyu could only let out a helpless sigh, knowing that trying to persuade her to go back and rest would be futile and might only make her more anxious.

"Alright, since you're here, why don't you rest on the sofa for a while? Close your eyes and relax as much as you can. I'll start looking at the manuscript now and give you feedback as soon as possible."

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't argue this time. As if she had achieved a certain goal, she obediently walked to the sofa, curled up like a lazy cat, found a relatively comfortable position, and hugged a soft pillow behind her head.

"Yuanchuan-kun, why does your apartment smell so much like a woman's fragrance?"

"Don't bother me, I still need to read the manuscript."

"it is good."

Genkawa Yu rolled his eyes at her, then took the heavy manuscript and sat down at the small round table in the living room, solemnly turning to the first page.

He knew that this was not only Kasumigaoka Utaha's sleepless half-month, but also the prototype of a story he had high hopes for, a tragic love story that could touch countless hearts.

Genkawa Yu quickly became engrossed in it.

"Calling for Love in the Center of the World"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's writing style leans towards aesthetics. Her literary talent is quite remarkable. The story unfolds slowly in a calm and slightly melancholic tone, like a faded old photograph, carrying the warmth and traces of time.

The story employs a dual narrative structure: one thread follows the life of the now-adult protagonist, Sakutaro, in the present day, while the other unfolds through memories of his unforgettable youth.

Told from the perspective of the protagonist, Sakutaro, the story intertwines the tragic love between two generations.

During his high school years, Sakutaro was introverted and sensitive, and fell in love with Aki, a bright and cheerful top student who was like a school idol.

Their romance, like most coming-of-age stories, was filled with pure beauty. They studied together in the library, shared a pair of headphones to listen to music, played on the summer beach, and shared each other's secrets and dreams.

Kasumigaoka Utaha uses delicate and gentle strokes to depict these everyday moments as if they were poems and paintings, constructing an almost flawless utopia of youth.

However, the cruelty of fate struck suddenly.

Aki was diagnosed with leukemia. This devastating news shattered all peace and happiness like a bolt from the blue.

The story also includes recounting the past of Sakutaro's grandfather: fifty years ago, in order to marry his lover who suffered from tuberculosis, the grandfather went to Tokyo and worked hard to earn money.

When he returned with the money, his lover was cured thanks to the advent of streptomycin, but because of his "unethical business practices," his parents remarried her off to someone else.

Ten years later, Sakutaro revisited the place with his fiancée. He and Aki's parents scattered her ashes on the light brown grasslands of Australia, but secretly kept a small bottle of them.

Finally, under the cherry blossom tree on the campus where the two of them studied, Sakutaro scattered Aki's ashes into the evening sky, where the ashes mingled with the falling cherry blossom petals and dissipated.

In the story, Kasumigaoka Utaha's gentle touch depicts a beautiful pure love, abandoning complex plot entanglements and focusing on capturing the authentic details of first love.

As Sakutaro watched the smoke from Aki's burning rise into the sky, the utter silence—"without human voices or birdsong"—embodied the pain of losing a beloved, making one truly feel the weight of lost love.

The grandfather's love story echoes the main storyline, creating an emotional resonance that transcends time and space.

Both generations lost their beloved due to the cruel tricks of fate, yet they both upheld their deep affection in their own unique ways. The grandfather's clumsy persistence and Sakutaro's restrained longing for Aki's ashes testify to the eternal power of true love through time.

This inheritance not only deepens the meaning of love, but also allows the story to transcend personal joys and sorrows.

Genkawa Yu flipped through the pages one by one, his breathing unconsciously becoming lighter, completely immersed in the world that Kasumigaoka Utaha had meticulously constructed with words.

More than an hour later, I finally finished watching it.

"This is truly a remarkable work. It seems she does indeed have a talent for writing traditional novels."

Genkawa Yu put down the last page of the manuscript and let out a long sigh of relief. He turned his head, wanting to immediately share his reading experience with Kasumigaoka Utaha.

However, when he looked at the sofa, he found that Kasumigaoka Utaha had curled up on it and fallen into a deep sleep.

The girl lay on her side, her wet black hair spread out on the sofa cushions.

Her breathing was even and long. Her beautiful face, which always carried a hint of aggression, appeared unusually quiet and gentle in her sleep, even revealing a sense of vulnerability. Her long eyelashes cast faint shadows under her eyelids, and her heavy dark circles now looked more like badges of fatigue.

Looking at her completely unguarded sleeping face, Yuan Chuanyou felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

"Seriously, what are they trying to prove?"

Genkawa Yu stood up gently, walked to the bedroom, and took a thin and soft wool blanket.

His movements were extremely gentle as he covered Kasumigaoka Utaha with the blanket and carefully tucked the corners of the blanket in.

After doing all this, he stepped back a few paces, sat back down at the table, and his gaze fell once again on the thick stack of manuscript papers.

at this time

The sound of a key unlocking the door came from the entryway.

Genkawa Yu subconsciously looked up at the wall clock and realized that it was almost 1 a.m., which should mean that Kurokawa Akane's stage play rehearsal had ended.

The apartment door was gently pushed open, and Akane Kurokawa walked in, looking a little tired from rehearsals, but more relaxed with the feeling of returning home.

As she bent down to change her slippers, she said softly, as was her habit.

"Yu-kun, I'm back. Rehearsals ended earlier than expected..."

Before she finished speaking, she raised her head and her gaze naturally swept across the living room.

The next second, her voice stopped abruptly.

Akane Kurokawa's gaze was precisely fixed on the figure of a strange woman curled up on the living room sofa, covered with a blanket that clearly belonged to Yu Minakawa.

In an instant, the relaxed smile on her face froze.

Volume 2 Tokyo Love Story: Chapter 41 Akane Kurokawa: Too Many People Want to Steal My Home! (2-in-1 6k)

After a busy and fulfilling day of stage play rehearsals, Akane Kurokawa, dragging her slightly tired but excited body, embarked on her journey home.

The neon lights outside the car window shimmered and outlined the cold silhouette of the city night, but her heart felt as if it were being warmed by a heater, filled with a soft warmth.

For Akane Kurokawa, her recent life has felt like being immersed in warm, sweet honey water, with every breath carrying a satisfying aroma.

In her career, the rehearsals for the stage play she poured her heart and soul into are progressing more smoothly than expected. Meanwhile, the film "Love Like a Bouquet," which may be a milestone in her acting career, has successfully completed all filming and has officially entered the meticulous post-production stage.

All that's needed is a suitable release date, and this work, which embodies her and Yu Genkawa's hard work, will be presented on the big screen, ready to be reviewed by audiences and the industry.

Whenever she thinks about the premiere, where she can hold hands with him, stand side by side under the dazzling spotlight, and share each other's glory, a thrill mixed with pride and sweetness quietly spreads in her heart.

At the same time, more than the solid sense of accomplishment brought by her steady career advancement, she felt as if her personal life was floating on a cloud of happiness.

She finally realized her long-cherished wish and began living together with her beloved Yu Minakawa.

This luxury apartment is no longer just a space for Yuu Minakawa to live alone, but has truly become "their" home.

Although out of a sense of responsibility towards Akane Kurokawa, Yu Minakawa and she have not yet crossed the final line, Akane Kurokawa is filled with a sense of belonging and satisfaction whenever she thinks of being able to return to this harbor where he is waiting after a busy and noisy day.

Of course, beneath this seemingly clear and cloudless sky of happiness, there are not entirely no shadows.

Last time, outside the study, she knew that Mai Sakurajima and Yu Genkawa had argued. Although Yu Genkawa comforted her with his unique gentleness and hug afterwards without giving a clear explanation, how could the sensitive and perceptive Akane Kurokawa not sense the complexity behind that brief conversation?

it's fine.

Akane Kurokawa shook her head vigorously, as if trying to banish the unpleasant feeling from her mind.

She kept telling herself that she was the officially recognized girlfriend.

This "status" is her greatest source of confidence and protection at this moment.

The girl had already begun to secretly plan in her mind how to use coquetry and pleading to persuade Yuu Minakawa to go home with her for a more formal family dinner during the upcoming Golden Week holiday in May, so that their relationship would become even more unbreakable in front of their families.