How rude, we are pure love!

The sounds of keyboards, turning pages, and drinking water intertwined in the small lounge.

At a certain moment, Qingye stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at the girl, opened his mouth, and then closed it again.

It was strange… He could have just said it frankly like usual, but why did he feel a little nervous now?

He kept weaving words in his mind, and finally, he said to himself:

"I saw the note. The rabbit is very cute. Thank you."

——Although he could express his feelings with exaggerated jokes, he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

The gentle words that sounded in his ears made Banaijian's hands tremble slightly.

pain.

The needle tip accidentally pierced her index finger, and tiny drops of blood oozed out instantly. The blue-haired girl frowned and subconsciously glanced at Qingye. After confirming that he didn't notice, she wiped it with a tissue - bumps and bruises are inevitable in daily work, and as long as it doesn't leave scars, she doesn't care much about such minor injuries.

Banaijian has never been a delicate girl.

Compared to this, she cares more about...

Banaijian quietly looked up at Qingye again, but this time Qingye looked over at him, and their eyes accidentally met.

In the silence, Banaijian lowered her little head, her soft blue hair covering her expression and ears. After several seconds, she suddenly stood up.

"It's just a matter of convenience... I need to go to the toilet!"

She quickly opened the door and closed it with a snap.

Through the door, the girl finally exhaled a breath of hot air and gently placed the back of her hand on her cheek.

So hot.

*

Qingye glanced at the girl's hurriedly leaving back, but didn't think much about it. In his opinion, since Banaijian could share snacks as important as his life without any shyness, it was normal for him to make a cup of tea to encourage his good brother!

Yes, it is like that!

He nodded repeatedly in his heart, saved the document, then picked up Banaijian's teacup and put it on the table for her.

Just at this moment, Qingye noticed the name of the book that Banaijian had been reading.

*

Ten p.m.

After sending Banaijian home as usual, Qingye hurried to the Internet cafe with the smell of food on his body.

Sit down, turn on the computer, and open the web page.

The computer screen shows an example of a Dengeki Bunko submission:

"Pen name, real name, contact information, home address..."

Qingye couldn't help scratching his head. He could put the restaurant's phone number as the contact information, but what about his home address? Did he have to fill in a certain internet cafe or a certain hotel?

Even though document review is much more relaxed than other jobs, it doesn't mean you can just write whatever you want.

"How about... filling in Banaijian's house first?"

Qingye pondered for a few seconds, and a thought popped into his mind. After all, this was not an important thing, just like a delivery address.

"Let's ask Lao Ba for his opinion tomorrow."

With his mind at rest, Qingye felt much more relaxed. He temporarily wrote down Yanami's full address in a document. Huh? Why did I memorize her address so naturally? Stalker!

He felt inexplicably guilty. At this moment, a glaring red dot was jumping in the notification bar of the web page - someone sent him a private message.

He clicked on the red dot.

"Being pestered for writing guidance by a stranger at midnight—is this a new form of cyberbullying?"

——That was a reply from a user named "Snow".

Qingye then remembered that he had sent a message to the other party yesterday... Isn't your aggressiveness a bit too strong?

Then there was a second reply.

"If I had extra time."

——Seems like she’s still a tsundere.

Qingye blinked, looked at the time in the lower right corner, thought about it, and decided to send the other party a message - he now needs more opinions and references, and it would be good to have a higher chance of passing the manuscript!

“Excuse me, do you have time to take on bullying right now?”

His tone was a little frivolous, but since the other party had adopted a similar attitude, he let go of his concerns.

What surprised Qingye was that the message came back quickly.

"I still have half an hour until bedtime."

It's really high and mighty...

And sleeping at this time, are you an elementary school student?

"Just so you know, my comments will be a bit harsh. If you can't handle it, it's better to give up early, okay?" Xue gave him a heads-up.

"As long as we can make progress, it's not a problem. Come on!"

Qingye was full of enthusiasm and sent the new plot to the other party, while he took this time to continue studying the submission requirements of the library.

Fifteen minutes later, Xue's comments pierced his screen like frost.

"Snow": "Having the Grim Reaper use an invisible scythe to sharpen a pencil to save the heroine—this level of expressiveness is as incongruous as adding curry powder to red bean soup."

"Snow": "Additional reminder: If the old-fashioned pocket watch produced during the Meiji period really ran two minutes and seventeen seconds per hour as stated in the article, then the "fifteen minutes alone" offered by the Grim Reaper to the heroine at the end of Chapter 3 should actually have lasted twenty-two minutes and nine seconds (attached with a Tokyo University mechanical engineering thesis)."

"Xue": "For a true god of death, time is undoubtedly linked to the soul. His time management is so chaotic. It would be better for him to just stop the heroine's heartbeat."

Qingye sucked in a breath of cold air, and couldn't help but look away, rubbing his arms with his hands - that was the embarrassment and awkwardness of being tortured.

It seems that this guy was showing mercy to a stranger when he made the comment last time, and this is when he is at full power!

To be honest, he felt a little uncomfortable when his carefully created work was denied so bluntly. However, compared with this insignificant negative emotion, he felt more joy in his heart - problems meant that he could make progress, which was definitely a good thing!

It’s better to accept criticism now than to be completely denied by the editor when you go to the battlefield, right?

This is a rare talent!

He looked at the message on the screen with shining eyes and forgot to reply for a moment, and his reaction seemed to be misunderstood by the other party.

"If you can't even accept this level of opinion, you can't be a novelist."

"No, no, please continue."

——I couldn't help but use the honorific.

"I understand the author's obsession and admiration for high school girls, as well as his obscene thoughts, but eyes that have truly witnessed hundreds of deaths shouldn't focus on the second button that broke off the heroine's uniform."

"No, no, no, everyone will care about this! This is an aspect of campus themes that must be appreciated!" Qingye finally found a point of rebuttal.

"Is that so? I think it's the author's own thoughts at work, you know? But... this description does have a good comedic effect. Considering the light novel's readership, I'll give it a pass."

"...Also, the dialogue about death and immortality at the end of Chapter 3 is quite brilliant. One line of dialogue expresses the emotions of the Grim Reaper better than ten pages of inner monologue."

This is a compliment... Qingye smiled slightly. After this series of conversations, he almost understood the general personality of this classmate Xue: outspoken, cold, smart, but with hidden concern.

Um……?

This character seems to be becoming more and more familiar?

...

ps: I wrote until midnight yesterday but only finished half of it. This is the first update and there will be more updates to come!

...

029. Strange Eight Views

You really can't blame him for thinking too much, their speaking styles are just too similar!

But Qingye didn't dare to think about it any further. After all, they were separated by the Internet and they were just netizens. What if the other party was actually... then he would want to die.

Next, he discussed the article with "Xue" for more than an hour. In the document returned by the other party, red lines were densely marked with paragraphs and foreshadowing, and there were also comments in larger fonts below - this ability and efficiency amazed him.

When the chat was about to end, Qingye subconsciously glanced at the lower right corner. It was already half past twelve.

"Didn't you say you would sleep for half an hour..."

He muttered quietly, but saying it out loud might cause the other party to be angry, so he decided to keep it in mind.

After Qingye sent a "thank you" and "good night", he closed the dialog box, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and began to ponder the document word by word.

*

The next day, Lemon came to see Banai again.

Under Qingye's gaze, the two defeated girls faced each other. Then, Banai's face became solemn. She stared at Lemon, her azure eyes full of majesty. As she spoke word by word, a heavy atmosphere suddenly enveloped the space.

"Sergeant Lemon, please report the battle situation on the front line."

"Yes! Yanai meets the Second Lieutenant!"

Shaoyan Lemon snapped his legs to his feet and struck a standard salute. "Our army wanted to take the initiative, but it suddenly started snowing on the battlefield, so we had to rest for now! Report completed!"

"When will we be able to break through the enemy's fortress?" Banaijian asked slowly.

"We will definitely win in a week!" Lemon patted his chest.

"Very good, now let's eat!"

Banaijian instantly returned to her usual smiling girl.

——You’ve changed from acting in a cute manga to acting in a war movie, right?

Qingye found it a little funny to see the two of them singing in unison, but he couldn't laugh anymore the next second, because he could understand their encrypted conversation without even thinking!

To put it simply, Banaijian was asking Lemon about the status of her relationship, and Lemon said that something unexpected had happened - probably a study-related problem, after all, it was almost summer vacation and there were all kinds of exams.

"Mitsuki has been busy with exams lately and has been staying in cram school even during the holidays. I feel embarrassed to disturb him."

Lemon sat in the corner by the window as usual and sighed deeply.

it is as expected……

As expected, Qingye served them barley tea, wrote down their favorite dishes, and gave instructions to the kitchen.

"Exam..."

Banai was lying on the table listlessly. She was a student with average grades and had been busy with part-time jobs and eating recently. Her academic performance had declined a lot, so she naturally felt her scalp tingling.

It was not until her favorite snacks were served that her eyes regained their vitality and brilliance, as if a doll had been injected with a soul.

"An exam."

Burnt Salt Lemon also sighed melancholy.

If Banaijian can still maintain a middle level, then Shaoyan Lemon is completely a lower level fish and shrimp. However, her focus is on sports and clubs, and she doesn't need to pay special attention to academic performance. Anyway, she is basically admitted to the university through special recruitment.

Lemon picked up the chopsticks and, at Qingye's reminder, pierced a hole in the scalding takoyaki before putting it in her mouth. Then, as if she had thought of something, she pulled out three movie tickets from behind her like a magic trick and said with a smile:

"By the way, Hanano, let's go see the new movie together in two days!"

As for why there were three tickets… The athletic beauty's eyes fell on Qingye who was standing beside her, and she shook the ticket in her hand, "Qing, come along!"

The childhood sweethearts alliance cannot be without Qingye!

Two days later?

The two of them were stunned.

Banaijian put down his chopsticks, stretched out his right hand, gently grasped a strand of his blue hair, slowly twisted it between his fingers, and replied vaguely:

"Sorry, Lemon, I may not have much time these two days..."

Hearing this, Qingye shut up. Banaijian had answered for him. He had submissions due in two days, and he really wasn't in the mood to watch a movie. But what was going on? Was he studying?