So Ordinary I Want to Be Recognized

Early on, Mizutaka woke up.

Sitting up, he scratched his messy hair wearily.

He picked up his mobile phone and searched for relevant reviews of his novel on the Internet.

Although he has been relieved about this, but...he still wants to know what people think of his novels.

So, he logged on to various related websites and searched for comments from netizens.

The influence of Mr. Taki’s blog post yesterday has slowly fermented in the reader circle.Therefore, most people's comments seem to have a tone of criticism and doubt.

[Some people can't understand the protagonist's severe obsessive-compulsive disorder... Shouldn't this disease be just a psychological effect?Is it that exaggerated? ]

[The episode where the curly-tailed heroine finds out that she is terminally ill makes me a little uncomfortable... I probably won't buy the second volume. ]

[The story is very touching, but the style of writing...is a little immature, I can't accept it. ]

[Is the threshold for publishing light novelists so low now?I also want to try to contribute to the Immortal River Library...]

Although there was a bit of a bitter smile on his face, Mizunzho still read one by one.

He takes readers' feedback seriously, and at the same time thinks about where he can continue to improve.

only...

After seeing a comment, his five fingers holding the phone suddenly clenched.

[The heroine is completely unlikable. ]

This comment made Mizutaku slightly annoyed.

But what followed appeared everywhere in his body was a sense of unwillingness and powerlessness.

It's me... Is it true that I didn't portray the heroine well?

He couldn't help thinking about it.

Miss Kato's frown and smile flashed in his mind again.

Her figure gradually overlapped with that of the heroine Asakawa Rie in the novel.

Obviously, I have tried my best to describe such a beautiful, gentle and charming woman...but, it seems that I am limited by my ability, my own efforts, and finally...failed.

Could it be... Is it just an illusion that I can write a good novel?

This seed of self-doubt gradually ignited and became difficult to extinguish.

So, Mizutaka simply put down his cell phone, sat on the bed alone, and became dazed.

He began to ponder over and over again the plot and words that he had considered countless times.

But...

He can no longer find a place where he can modify and improve.

Maybe... this is my limit?

I've done everything I can... and still don't get even the slightest bit of recognition?

This sense of frustration, which had appeared countless times in his life, hit him again.

Originally... I wanted to wait until the end of this novel, hold it, stand proudly in front of Ms. Kato, and confess to her....

But now, this expectation should be shattered.

After all, such unflattering words should not be shown to her dear.

Just when Mizutaku was thinking so...

The phone suddenly vibrated.

It's so early... who is it?

With such curiosity, he revealed the answer.

The person who sent the message is... Teacher Kashiwagi Eri.

"I'm really sorry to bother you so early in the morning... Is Mr. Nakamura awake?"

"I'm awake, Mr. Kashiwagi, please tell me."

"Ah, okay! After the novel was released yesterday, I received a lot of private messages from readers. Since you don't have your own personal Twitter, Mr. Nakamura, they asked me to convey it instead..."

Private message feedback?

Mizutaka suddenly cheered up.

Because... please, the private message conveyed by Eri Kashiwagi, it should be...with good intentions, right?

"Really?" He asked the other party.

"Well! This is a screenshot!" Saying this, Bai Muying sent more than a dozen screenshots, "Then, my task is completed!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kashiwagi!" Mizutaka replied hastily.

The big sister on the opposite side of the screen seems to be covering her mouth and chuckling, and she puts an end to the communication between the two with a laughing emoji.

So, what are these private messages... all about?