In the anime series, Goto Ichiri is actually my childhood sweetheart?

He thought so, but how could he forget it? This was the first time in two lifetimes.

It's a pity that the boy's first experience as a virgin was taken away by his childhood sweetheart who was exploring puberty. No matter how you look at it, it's not glorious.

For some reason, Takahashi Feng wanted to cry for his humble self.

The noon time is spent in the storm of growth.

......

'When Xiao Feng speaks, her mouth opens and closes, and her tongue taps in her mouth, making different sounds.'

'When we eat and drink, we all use our mouths. Our mouths are really flexible and soft. And everyone's lips are different colors. My lips are red, Ying Lili's are a light red with a hint of pink, and Xiao Feng's are a light red.'

'Why do couples kiss? Why is it considered intimate when you put your mouths together? Xiao Feng just reacted strongly to me putting his hand on my chest. Is that because we weren't kissing?'

"The two people were kissing just now, so it was natural for me to do this. Is there any connection between the two?"

It was as if a bunch of little people appeared in Goto Ichiri's mind. They sat around the table, expressing their opinions and making a lot of noise, which made it impossible for her to calm down.

"The original text and illustrations are ready, Feng, when are you going to submit your manuscript?"

"Let's do it this weekend. I know an editor and I'll ask her to recommend a library for me to submit my manuscript to."

"Hey, why not just submit it to her? Isn't she the editor of the light novel library?"

"After all, this is my first submission, and I don't want to use this resource yet. Anyway, we are still young and we have many opportunities to try and make mistakes. When the first novel is serialized and we have accumulated a certain amount of experience, it won't be too late to submit to her."

Eriri and Takahashi Kaede were discussing the submission for "Dragon's Contract", but Goto Ichiri was totally not listening.

Lying on the table with most of his head buried in the hole formed by his arms, Goto Ichiri's eyes were always fixed on Takahashi Kaede's lips.

"I really want to try..."

Unfortunately, Goto Ichiri's exploration of lips ultimately stopped at the level of desire. Takahashi Kaede is not God, and he doesn't know what Goto Ichiri is thinking. He thought Goto Ichiri was listening to them attentively.

"Want me to come along?"

Ying Lili suddenly suggested that they submit the article together.

"It's just a submission, there's nothing interesting about it. And you're an illustrator, so she won't review your work. There's no need to go. It's too much trouble."

"I also discussed the setting of the first edition of the novel. It is our common child...child! I should also be present when it is reviewed!"

Ying Lili mustered up her energy and said this. Although it was a little unsmooth in the middle, it was still powerful overall.

"Since you said so, I'll pick you up at your house. We'll take the train to Shimokitazawa. Yuanzi and I will meet at a cafe where people often talk about work."

There was no reason not to take Eriri with her, and at her strong request, Takahashi Kaede was easily able to take her along.

"I also need to go!"

Goto Ichiri slammed the table and suddenly stood up. Takahashi Kaede gave her a puzzled look, and she responded with an embarrassed smile, and honestly slowly shrank back into her seat.

There was a trace of awareness of danger, but not much. It was a subconscious reaction to hearing that Eriri was going to go out alone with Takahashi Kaede. When Goto Ichiri himself took over the body, he quickly backed off.

"Why do you want to join in the fun? We are here to talk about business, not to have fun."

Takahashi Feng gently pulled Goto Ichiri's pink hair, making her scream.

"I...I want to go out and see the world. Didn't you always ask me to go out for a walk instead of running back and forth between the game store and bedroom all day?"

"There must be a lot of people in the cafe, and I can exercise my social anxiety at that time, how great, don't pull it, Xiaofeng, it hurts~~~"

Takahashi Feng touched his smooth chin and began to think.

......

On the weekend, on a tram with few people, a primary school boy and two primary school girls were sitting side by side.

The boy sitting next to her was carrying a big backpack, which seemed to be filled with a lot of things. He was communicating with the blonde girl on the other side from time to time.

The girl sandwiched in the middle had pink hair and seemed very reserved. She couldn't get a word in when the two people were talking.

In the end, Takahashi Kaede brought Goto Ichiri with him.

After all, Goto Ichiri gave a reason that he couldn't refuse.

"It can make me less socially anxious. Isn't this what you often call desensitization therapy? It hurts~~"

He omitted the word "pain, pain, pain", but he took the desensitization treatment to heart, so he took Goto Ichiri with him.

Although bringing a large group of people to submit an article is simply nonsense in the eyes of adults.

But he is an elementary school student. Isn't it normal for elementary school students to act mischievously?

Chapter 49: Iron Pomegranate Skirt

At night, in the office building, in the editorial office, the lights in the surrounding floors have been completely turned off, but the lights here are the only ones that are still on.

A middle-aged man with a straight figure, neat clothes and gold-framed glasses, held a stack of manuscripts in his hand and flipped through them carefully.

"Mr. Asada, why aren't you going home so late? Are you reviewing manuscripts?"

His colleague, Sonoko Machida, came to his workstation curiously and asked about the work he was doing.

"That's right. There are too many unclean things in the light novel market now. It takes almost ten submissions, no! One hundred submissions to find one perfect work."

He adjusted his glasses and a look of regret and sorrow appeared on his face.

“Although authors also need to eat, wouldn’t it be tiring to write according to the market’s routines? How can you fulfill your spiritual needs by typing out boring words all day long? How can you lay the foundation for your career pursuits?”

"The work I'm reading is so interesting in the early stages! The characters are so vivid! But the author is so complacent in the later stages because of his excellent performance. He is unwilling to think of new conflicts and plots, and instead piles up useless female characters! The whole work becomes bloated and I'm sad!"

"Mr. Asada, don't grab the manuscript too hard, it will break."

"Oh, my question."

Holding up his glasses and wiping away a few tears, Asada's expression returned to its original natural state.

Asada, the deputy editor-in-chief of the editorial department, is a well-known workaholic. Although he is over 40 years old, he is single and work is the thing that occupies most of his time.

Today, he is also working feverishly on the manuscript of his novel.

During the day, during working hours, he would actively review manuscripts, and at night, during others' rest time, he would also actively review manuscripts.

His colleagues all go home after get off work, but he is different. Unless he is satisfied with the manuscript, he would rather cover himself with a small quilt in the office and fall asleep with papers in his arms.

Nicknamed 'Light Novel Demon'.

"Machida, why don't you go home so late? Are you feeling the charm of light novels and want to travel in the fantasy world with me?"

He is obviously in his forties, but his speech is totally incoherent, like an old naughty boy.

"No, actually I have something to trouble you."

"Oh? What is it, is it related to submission?"

"Yes."

Takahashi Kaede contacted her a while ago, and she was very surprised at the time. Ryoko had always said that Takahashi Kaede was often overwhelmed by the affairs of the Woodworking Society, but suddenly she received a call saying that he wanted to submit a light novel!

The scope of your business is really too wide. Besides, aren't you an elementary school student? How come you are busier than an adult like me?

She learned on the phone that Takahashi Kaede had already prepared the manuscript and illustrations and wanted to submit them to her library.

She was quite excited at the time and wanted to ask whether the work should be submitted to her. After all, she also wanted to review the work of this little prodigy.

"I don't want to submit to you. I want to gain some experience first. Do you have any other editors you would like to recommend? Could you please arrange a meeting with me?"

Takahashi Kaede's words made Machida Sonoko so frustrated that she burst into tears. Was she really so untrustworthy?

"It's not that I don't approve of you, Sister Yuanzi. I just want to test myself on someone else first. After all, if it's you, you will definitely protect me, which will be detrimental to my development."

Machida Sonoko was fully recovered, and she felt very grateful for the recognition and trust, so she agreed to the matter and decided to get it done in the next few days.

So tonight, she went to see Asada.

Although Asada is difficult to approach and has an indescribable obsession with light novels, his position as deputy editor-in-chief shows that he has excellent professional capabilities.

The light novels he read can really be compared to the salt that Japanese people use for their meals, and his other abilities are pretty impressive too.

Especially with his business sense, he can extract elements from his works very well and then relate them to the current social situation.

After all, it is society that selects works, not works that choose society. Works that pursue peace in war-torn times will become popular, and masterpieces that liberate people from the shackles in oppressive times will be sought after. This is the reason.

"A friend's teenager wants to submit his first work and wants me to help find an editor. I think you, Mr. Asada, are the best person to do it."

"Oh? Teenagers? Their works are full of fantasy, and most of them feel torn from reality, but they are all wild and unrestrained. Let me review it for him. Do you have any confidence in him? Machida, tell me your opinion."

Asada did not agree immediately, but instead hesitated. After all, this young writer might be gifted and his first work might be perfect, but most of them were just electronic garbage and not worth reading.

If he agreed, it would definitely take up half a day of his time, and he would definitely feel that his time was not wasted. He wanted to know why Machida dared to say that.

As if she knew Asada would ask this, Machida Sonoko took out her cell phone, and there was a photo of a figurine on the screen.

"He promised to give it to you if you come. He made it himself. There is no one else in the market who has this kind of craftsmanship."

"You guys, are you trying to bribe me? I won't fall for it! Just a Gundam model, I—"

When he saw the Gundam in the photo, he swallowed.

"I think that anyone who can make a figurine to this level must have good writing skills! Tell me when, I will come and tell him to remember to bring his stuff with him!"

This gun barrel! This lightsaber! This beautiful steel body, streamlined fuselage, perfect posture, assisted by sharp and deadly swords and guns, is simply a symbol of art and a perfect embodiment of violent aesthetics!

Asada finally succumbed to the mecha's iron charm, mainly because it was too hard to refuse. Spending a few hours in exchange for a treasure was worth it no matter how you thought about it.

"Is this...is this really the original?"

With his nostrils flared with excitement, Asada stared at the screen intently while asking Machida Sonoko.

"This background is his house. Look at the blurry figures in the back. They are all figurines."

Machida Sonoko had another reason to look for Asada. Other editors might not be otakus, but Asada was definitely an otaku editor, and she was sure that Asada would fall for this.

The result was correct, and Asada readily agreed.

"Does he accept custom orders? Actually... I have a figurine of a character I want... I wonder if he can make it."

"You'll have to ask him about this. I'm not responsible for this."

Machida Sonoko smiled, put away her phone and picked up her briefcase.

"That's all, Mr. Asada. I'll let you know when the time comes. I'll be going back today."

Chapter 50 Review

Sitting in the cafe, Asada was actually not looking forward to the novel he was going to review.

I'm not trying to speculate badly about Takahashi Kaede, but there's nothing to expect in the first place. How much effort can a craftsman who makes figures put into writing a novel? It's most likely just a spur of the moment thing. Even if he passes the contract, there will definitely be problems with the subsequent serialization.

He has seen too many people like this.

He was so prepared to just take a look and leave that he didn't even put on his glasses, which didn't seem like he was taking it seriously at all.

"Xiao Feng, where are you? What? At the door? Oh, I see you."

Machida Sonoko put down her cell phone and waved to the three children who came in.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. These two are my friends. They came here with me."

The leading boy was very polite and courteous. He moved aside and let the two girls sit inside, and then he sat on the outside.

Wait, Machida, the teenager you mentioned is this kid???

Also, why did he bring so many people? Are they elementary school students hanging out together?

"Ms. Machida, you call this a teenager??"

Asada asked Machida Sonoko in a low voice, still trying to remain calm.

"How could you possibly agree otherwise? Don't worry, except for my age, everything else is true."

Machida Sonoko made a "yeah" gesture and smiled victoriously.

Asada was a little panicked. He thought this was nonsense. How could an elementary school student write a light novel? There were many celebrities in history who were familiar with scriptures since childhood. Some of them were shocking, but that was in history.

He didn't think he would meet such a person.

"You must be Mr. Asada, right? I'm the contributor, my name is Takahashi Kaede, and here's the gift I promised to bring you, I hope you don't mind."

Stand up, shake hands, and then give a gift, a standard social etiquette.

When Takahashi Kaede stood up and shook hands with Asada, Eriri also stood up. Goto Ichiri looked around and stood up hesitantly as well.