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"Editor Machida, are you okay?"

Machida Sonoko buried her head in her chest and dared not see anyone. She felt a tingling sensation like an electric current.

Yu Yun was still continuously caressing Ming Gan's body. The addictive comfort was like poison, with a fatal attraction.

It took a long time to calm down her excited emotions. Her slender hands nervously tidied her hair that was wet with sweat. Her wet black stockings and professional skirt rubbed carefully in the air.

It seemed that she wanted to use this method to relieve the dampness and strange feeling, but the more she wiped, the wetter it became, she said in a muffled voice.

I'm fine. I'm sorry. It was very rude of you to let Mr. Amamiya see me behave like this."

Machida Yuanzi cursed herself in her heart for not being good enough. It was just holding hands with a man, but it was really hard to make her suddenly orgasm...

Could it be that I have been lonely for too long, so that when Mr. Amamiya touches me...

Maybe I should really find a boyfriend. A handsome and talented man like Mr. Amamiya would be exactly what she wants...

"Um, I didn't see anything. Did something happen to Editor Machida just now?"

Amemiya looked up at the sky innocently, pretending nothing had happened, leaving the beautiful editor a little room to play deaf and dumb, but his acting was too stiff and seemed a bit deliberate.

The boy's unexpected reaction and thoughtfulness made Machida Sonoko burst out laughing. The shame and embarrassment in her heart were mostly resolved, and her bright face blossomed into a radiant smile.

"Well, nothing happened."

"Thank you, Mr. Amamiya!"

Seeing that Machida Sonoko tactfully took the opportunity he gave her, Amemiya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He certainly wouldn't be so tactless as to pull up his pants, which were also wet with some inexplicable liquid. What a sinful day!

"Since the contract has been signed, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Hey, Mr. Amamiya, please take care."

"I will handle all the follow-up matters for Mr. Amamiya. If there is anything you need to communicate, we can contact you directly on Line or by phone."

Machida Sonoko raised the phone in her hand with his contact information added. Her sweet smile and lively movements did not show at all the embarrassment of having just experienced social demise. Amemiya couldn't help but sigh that this is the endurance and charm of a mature woman.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work editing Machida. See you next time."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Amamiya. See you next time."

Watching Amemiya's figure gradually disappearing into the distance, Machida Sonoko, who had taken a deep breath, collapsed weakly on the high-end sofa, shyly covering her cheeks with her hands, and rolling around on the sofa in shame like a helpless paramecium.

Ah, I'm really doomed now that Teacher Amemiya has seen me looking so embarrassing!

Mr. Amemiya doesn't think that I'm an easily satisfied bitch, do you? I don't want that!

But he was unexpectedly gentle, leaving me some face, and not using my embarrassing incident to threaten me, acting out a plot that only appears in a book story...

Handsome and talented, he is an excellent choice for a boyfriend or husband. I wonder if Mr. Amamiya thinks of him...

Machida Sonoko looked at her delicate and rosy cheeks in the mirror. There was a hint of lazy and satisfied in the corners of her eyes, and her pink lips were opening and closing with her breathing. The originally neat OL suit now looked a little messy, which added a bit of fragile beauty.

Because she didn't bring any spare clothes, Machida Sonoko could only secretly tidy up her clothes in the empty reception room, smoothing out the wrinkles on her clothes, and drying the moisture on her dress and stockings. She only left the room that had left such a deep impression on her after making sure that there was nothing unusual.

As a corporate slave, no matter what happens, it cannot stop her from continuing to work hard.

Coincidentally, in addition to receiving Amemiya today, another author under Machida Sonoko will come to discuss matters, but it is a sad thing.

There was a knock on the door. Without waiting for the person inside to agree, Machida Sonoko pushed the door open and walked in, completely disregarding her respect for Amemiya and greeting the beautiful girl in front of her.

"Shiyu-chan, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. I just went to meet a master-level teacher. I'm sorry for taking up your time."

The dark blue school uniform with white stripes is wrapped tightly around the girl in front of her, outlining her curvy figure.

The fleshy thighs are tightly covered with black stockings, showing an attractive temperament that does not match her age.

Her dark red eyes were full of mystery and attraction, and her long black hair draped softly over her back and full chest.

She also wore a white headband on her head, which added a youthful vibe.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's face was not in a good state. Before coming, she roughly knew what they would discuss today, and her heart was filled with frustration and loss.

But she was strong-willed and didn't want to show it on the surface, so she forced an ugly smile to welcome her editor.

"It's okay, Sister Yuanzi."

Machida Sonoko sighed, and looked at the junior whom she admired with a bit of pity in her eyes, and slowly uttered the cruel reality through her cherry lips.

"Shiyu-chan, I asked you to come here today because I wanted to convey the final notice from the library."

"If... the sales of your "Love Metronome" still don't improve in the last month, the library will choose to cancel your work."

"From a reader's perspective, I think it's a very good product, but...without enough publicity, it's hard for it to have a big breakthrough."

As expected, Kasumigaoka Utaha bit her lips and her face was pale. Although she had prepared herself mentally, the huge sense of disappointment still made it difficult for her to accept it.

In order not to look pitiful, Kasumigaoka Utaha held back her tears and spoke in a generous manner.

"I understand. If it is cut in half like this, it means that my level is just like that."

"Thank you, Sister Yuanzi, for your care all along. I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble."

Machida Sonoko couldn't bear to see her junior pretending to be strong, so she hugged her in her arms, using her warm chest to soothe her fragile and sensitive emotions. Suddenly she remembered something and spoke hesitantly.

"I have a way that might be able to help Shiyu-chan, but I'm not sure if it will work, but I'll try my best."

"So no matter what, let's work hard together to the end. As long as it's not over, there's still hope, right?"

"Well, let's work hard together to the end, Sister Yuanzi."

As if infected by the hope she spoke of, Kasumigaoka Utaha encouraged herself again. Even for Sister Yuanzi, she would persevere to the end.

Chapter 111: The number of fans surges

I left the headquarters of Busei University feeling refreshed. If nothing embarrassing had happened, today would have been a perfect day.

However, people tend to be more tolerant when they have money. Amemiya hummed cheerful songs along the way, happy that he was about to escape from poverty.

After returning home, I received a message from Machida Sonoko on my cell phone.

The general idea is to let Amemiya create a dedicated author Line account to develop and maintain fans.

Fuzukawa will also help him with operations and promotion to expand his influence.

People are in high spirits when good things happen. Amemiya quickly created a new Line account named Amemiya.

As for why I still use Amemiya, it is naturally because it is difficult to name it and I am too lazy to think about it anymore. I chose a high-quality fan art of the protagonist of my work as my avatar.

It is actually not rigorous to call it fan art, because it has not yet been adapted into a comic, so the character designs of the various characters have not yet been created. It is entirely based on the readers' love for the novel.

Unexpectedly, the colors and image were so three-dimensional and vivid that Amemiya used this picture as his avatar without hesitation.

After sending his new Line number to Machida's editor, Amemiya thought about it and edited a fresh tweet to publish.

"Hello dear readers, thank you very much for your love of "I Got Reincarnated as a God in Another World"."

"Thanks to your support, my work has finally been officially signed with Fuzugawa Bunko today, and the first volume will be printed and published soon, so please stay tuned."

"You can also follow my account. I will also tell you about relevant notices and benefits here. I hope you will support me. Thank you!"

Fuzuigawa Bunko acted quickly. Within the time that Amemiya sent the tweet, their account had been exclusively authenticated, and the official account also retweeted his tweet, spreading the news quickly.

Many readers who had been concerned about this work but had not received a definite response cried with joy after hearing the news. They liked, commented and forwarded the post on their own initiative, pushing the popularity to a new height, and countless fanatical fans flocked to the post.

"That's great, come on, Mr. Amamiya, I will always support you!"

“Buy it!”

"Urgent, urgent, urgent, can I buy the physical book tomorrow?!"

Amemiya, who switched accounts to chat with the young ladies, did not notice the terrifying increase in messages and attention in the background of the new account. Even if he knew, he would probably only sigh at the Japanese people's enthusiasm for light novels.

"Amamiya-kun, you're going to Toyosaki Academy tomorrow, right? Really, I won't be able to see you for a long time!"

Akane Nanao, who was on a video call, pouts her lips like an angry pufferfish, very playful and cute.

"Haven't I fed you enough during this period? Qian is such a little girl."

“Ah, don’t talk about me like that. This is all Amemiya-kun’s fault. If Amemiya-kun hadn’t been like that every time… how could I have become like this? Humph!”

Baizhe's pink cheeks were stained with a hint of red. Nanao Akane, who was made more mature and attractive by the glue, exuded amazing charm. Amamiya comforted the reluctant girl with a doting smile.

"Hey, it's all my fault. I won't be so mean to Qian next time, okay?"

"I didn't say no~ Amamiya-kun is really mean~"

In the video, Kotonoha watched the two people quarreling with a smile. Her gentle and quiet appearance made people feel pity for her.

When the boy called her a young girl in front of her good friends and comrades, Akane Nanao couldn't help but blush. She snorted a few words and gave the time to Kotonoha.

"Amamiya-kun, Kokoro-chan and mommy have been missing you lately."

The weak girl didn't want to bring too much pressure to Amemiya, but her sister and mother kept urging her to take Amemiya home to play, otherwise she wouldn't have brought it up at this time.

Xiao Gui thought that she was normal, but Madam Gui was speechless. She had clearly gone to comfort her a few days ago, but she missed her so soon again. One could only say that she was not worthy of respect!

"I will bring gifts to visit them in a while. Don't keep any problems to yourself, or I will worry."

For Kotonoha who likes to keep things to herself, Amemiya's tone is more concerned, and he specifically gives her some advice at this time.

"Well, if there's anything I'll ask Amamiya-kun for help first."

A happy blush painted on her delicate cheeks, and the feeling of being valued by the boy was extremely warm.

As if this was not convincing enough, Kotonoha raised her hand and quickly added another sentence.

"I promise!"

Amemiya couldn't help but laugh, and after promising the two girls that he would bring them various gifts when he returned, he hung up the phone, pulled out a suitcase that had not been used for a long time from under the bed, and began to pack the clothes and items he would need to go to Toyonosaki Academy.

Amemiya took the dried new school uniform from the balcony and tried it on. He found it fit him well and was just as good as the Sobu High School uniform. He looked just as handsome in it.

I put all the folded clothes into the suitcase and packed the rest of the items.

Yu Gong looked at the writing tools he relied on for a living. The desktop computer was too big and inconvenient to carry, and the mobile phone was too slow, which resulted in him not being able to continue writing. However, he couldn't just leave it idle for the next month.

It seems that after the royalties arrive, I will need to go to Digital City and buy a new laptop for work.

Fuzuigawa Bunko said that the royalties would be deposited into the account in two days. Amemiya calculated the time and made a simple purchasing plan, and would go and buy it after he settled down in the new dormitory at Toyonosaki College.

......

A good and sound sleep allowed Amamiya to wake up full of energy the next day. After a simple wash and a breakfast prepared the night before, he took his luggage and rushed to the Sobu High School's unified pick-up location.

When he arrived at the scene, he didn't see any familiar faces, and Amemiya had no interest in actively getting to know his companions. He just sat quietly in his seat waiting to set off.

Fortunately, the students and teachers participating in this project arrived at the scene on time, and the driver started the vehicle quickly and started heading to Toyosaki College.

The scenery outside the window kept changing as the speed increased. Amemiya took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his female companions that he had set off, and replied to their sincere greetings with a smile.

Suddenly I remembered that I had ignored the account after posting the tweet last night, so I switched to it out of boredom, wanting to see the cohesion and response of my fans.

Just when the phone showed no response and Amemiya thought it was broken, countless message prompt boxes popped up frantically from the interface. The huge amount of information almost burned out its processor. Amemiya opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

The number of fans increased by nearly one million overnight. Although a large part of this may be the result of the operation of the Fushigawa Bunko, the result is still amazing enough.

Amemiya scratched his head, wondering why he had so many fans, but it was a good thing for him.

The second volume should perform very well, but my wallet, which has always been dry, has never experienced such a good thing.

Considering that he might not have so much free time after coming to Toyonosaki, Amemiya created the contents of the second volume at an inhuman speed and only needs to wait for the next publication.

In order to repay the fans' enthusiastic attention, Amemiya posted another new tweet.

"The readers are so enthusiastic. We have gained so much attention overnight. Thank you very much."

"By the way, another good news is that the content of the second volume has been put on the agenda, and I believe it will be available to readers soon."

Chapter 112: First Meeting

What readers who admire Amemiya probably didn't expect was that the second volume he mentioned as being on the agenda had actually been completed.

After all, not all, but probably more than 95% of the light novel writers in the industry are the kind of perpetual doves who procrastinate as much as possible and will only seriously create content unless they are really poor and have no way to make ends meet, leaving the hungry hearts of their fans unattended.

Readers who have suffered the pain of chasing for more updates only hope that Amemiya can create a high-quality second volume as always. As for the update time, they have no expectations at all. For a new author, it is already very good to be able to maintain the quality.