Crossover Anime: The Heroine is in Trouble? I Take Advantage of the Situation

The other professors who came over to look also showed the same look of horror as 043, and their eyes all turned to the boy who was still sitting there calmly.

The rookies were even more confused when they saw the professors' exaggerated expressions of surprise.

A strong sense of unease welled up in Kikuchi Makoto's heart.

Why...why is everyone looking at Seiji Fujiwara?!

After a while.

Professor Yamada took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and announced in an incredibly awe-inspiring tone:

"The author of this piece, 'Snow Country,' is... Seiji Fujiwara!"

Wow——!

The entire venue erupted in an uproar!

All the rookies looked at Seiji Fujiwara with the eyes of someone looking at an alien, their faces filled with disbelief!

Kikuchi Makoto was completely stunned, like a petrified statue.

How could it be Seiji Fujiwara!?

But as Professor Yamada distributed the manuscript, the rookies took turns confirming it.

They saw the clear signature at the end of the manuscript with their own eyes, and their last bit of hope vanished, leaving them with only bitterness and despair.

"It really is Fujiwara-sensei..."

"My God, he's only eighteen!"

"I could never catch up to this level of writing in my entire life!"

The gap was so large that they didn't even have the courage to try to catch up.

Kikuchi Makoto's face was ashen; this was a height he could never reach in his entire life.

……

Amidst the uproar.

Professor Yamada presented the exquisite tea set, which was awarded as a prize, to Seiji Fujiwara.

He patted Seiji Fujiwara on the shoulder, both encouraging and moved: "Seiji, I'm not exaggerating when I say that the future of the Japanese literary world for the next fifty years depends on you alone!"

His words were full of prophecy about the dawn of a new era.

Other professors also stepped forward to express their amazement at this once-in-a-century genius.

"Fujiwara-kun is a genius!"

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you."

"To witness the brilliance of a genius, this literary gathering was well worth my time!"

Seiji Fujiwara simply smiled modestly: "Not at all, you flatter me, seniors..."

After a long conversation, I was finally able to escape.

"Congratulations, Fujiwara-kun." Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at him and said with a complicated expression, "Your talent is truly bottomless."

As she spoke, she raised her chin again, gesturing in Kikuchi Makoto's direction, and gave him a grateful smile.

"Also, thank you."

Fujiwara Seiji and Utaha followed her gaze and saw Kikuchi Makoto stand up dejectedly, leaving without even saying goodbye to anyone.

Seeing this, Shiwa and Seiji Fujiwara couldn't help but laugh.

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After the afternoon salon ended, it was time for dinner.

Hiratsuka Shizuka then dragged Fujiwara Seiji to the tavern.

This time, she wasn't talking about pure literature, but about ACGN (Anime, Comics, Games, and Novels).

After all, Seiji Fujiwara debuted with light novels, so even these kinds of things are topics of conversation.

From obscure old anime to the latest games, the two unexpectedly hit it off.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 56 Teacher Xiaojing, shall we go to my room or yours? (2/2)

Hiratsuka Shizuka drank heartily and soon became drunk again, leaning against Fujiwara Seiji, revealing a lot of alluring glimpses of her body.

Unfortunately, this time, Kasumigaoka Utaha was by her side the whole time, staring intently with an "I see through everything" look in her eyes.

Finally, before Fujiwara Seiji could make a move, Utaha stood up, helped the unconscious Hiratsuka Shizuka up, and said:

"I'll take Hiratsuka-sensei home."

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Seiji Fujiwara sighed inwardly.

What a blunder!

Last night, given how drunk Hiratsuka Shizuka was, she definitely wouldn't have noticed if I had secretly rubbed her a few times.

What a missed opportunity!

The Hokkaido Winter Literary Salon has come to a close.

Seiji Fujiwara, and his groundbreaking novel "Snow Country," began to sweep across the Japanese literary world like an undercurrent.

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In the corner of the guesthouse's coffee shop.

Makoto Kikuchi and his friends were sitting in silence, facing a handwritten copy of the beginning of "Snow Country".

After a long while, Kikuchi Makoto finally let out a long breath, a breath that seemed to take away all his pride and resentment, leaving only heartfelt admiration.

"I accept defeat wholeheartedly." He shook his head with a wry smile. "This isn't a gap that can be bridged by hard work; it's a difference in mindset. After reading this article, I can't even feel jealous anymore."

“Yes…” his friend patted him on the shoulder, equally filled with emotion, “The moment I saw those words, I had only one thought in my mind: God! It is our misfortune to be born in the same era as such a monster, but to be able to witness it with our own eyes is perhaps a kind of luck.”

Another friend nodded in agreement: "Kikuchi, you're right to think that way. Competing with someone like Seiji Fujiwara is just asking for trouble. Cutting our losses, facing reality, and focusing on our own path is the wisest choice."

Upon hearing this, Kikuchi Makoto simply picked up his coffee, drank it all in one gulp, and the bitter taste perfectly mirrored his current mood.

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That evening, in Professor Yamada's room, several old friends were sitting together, enjoying top-quality sake.

"Yamada, you've really struck gold this time!" Professor Watanabe put down his wine glass, his face full of envy. "That piece, 'Snow Country,' the more I think about it, the more I'm struck by its beauty. That ultimate expression of the beauty of 'mono no aware' is truly reminiscent of the spirit of the ancients!"

Upon hearing this, Professor Yamada stroked his beard smugly, his face beaming with undisguised pride: "Hahaha, of course! And I have more good news for you: Fujiwara-kun has agreed that I will be his advisor after he enrolls at Tokyo University!"

"what?!"

"You old man, you're moving way too fast!"

The old friends present exclaimed in surprise, their eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment as they looked at Professor Yamada.

Professor Yamada added fuel to the fire, slowly saying, "I've already applied for our department's most special '2+2+3' integrated bachelor's, master's, and doctoral program for him. Such a genius shouldn't be confined by conventional rules!"

"Sigh, I should have talked to Fujiwara too!"

"Yamada, you're going to be able to swagger around in academia now! With a student like this, you'll have plenty to brag about for the rest of your life!"

Hearing his old friends' sarcastic remarks, Professor Yamada laughed heartily, feeling that the sake in his cup had never tasted so sweet.

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"Yang Nai, it's me."

Hiratsuka Shizuka dialed the phone number of her close friend, Haruno, despite their age difference.

"Hmm? Shizuka, what's wrong? You sound really excited?" A slightly hoarse but still alluring mature female voice came from the other end of the phone. It was Yukinoshita Haruno.

"Excitement is an understatement! Yang Nai, let me tell you, I saw a god today! The true god of literature!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka recounted the events of the day, embellishing them with extra details.

After listening to the phone call, Yukino Yukinoshita remained silent for a long time, which was unusual for her.

“…Fujiwara Seiji?” She uttered the name slowly, a hint of surprise in her voice. “I know him, the author of ‘After School.’ I never imagined…it had come to this.”

"Right? Right? You find it incredible too, don't you!"

"Hmm..." Yang Nai responded, her voice tired and somewhat listless: "It's a pity I didn't have the chance to attend your literary salon, otherwise I could have met this genius. Let's find another opportunity next time."

Hiratsuka Shizuka sensed the melancholy in her voice and asked with concern, "Yono, are you alright over there?"

"It's nothing," Yukinoshita Haruno quickly regained her nonchalant tone and chuckled, "It's just some boring drama of family infighting. Alright, I won't spoil your fun. Enjoy your Hokkaido trip."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Hiratsuka Shizuka's face showed a hint of worry.

The Yukinoshita family... seems to be in a lot of trouble lately.

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After the salon's closing dinner, most attendees would stay another day before flying away.

The same applies to Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Today is her last day in Hokkaido.

She boldly stopped Fujiwara Seiji at the entrance of the guesthouse, as he and Shiyu were about to go back to rest.

"Hey, genius writer!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and wore a hearty smile. "I'm going back to Chiba tomorrow. Shall we have another drink tonight?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at her, then at Fujiwara Seiji beside her, who had an expression that said, "This has nothing to do with me," and sighed helplessly.

How come there's always an opportunity to deliver this to this man?

“Go ahead,” Shi Yu sighed, but her face was full of understanding. “I’m going back to write too. I’ve been getting a lot of inspiration lately.”

“Okay.” Seiji Fujiwara nodded with a smile.

He was more than happy that Shi Yu left the stage on her own.

"Oh, what a good girl." Hiratsuka Shizuka, completely oblivious to the problem, patted Fujiwara Seiji on the shoulder and advised him like an experienced person, "You must cherish her!"

"of course!"

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Inside the tavern, it was still the same spot by the window.

The two quickly became quite drunk and flushed, and the atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous.

Hiratsuka Shizuka completely let loose, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes glazed with intoxication as she looked at Fujiwara Seiji, teasing him half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"...Seiji, you're handsome and talented, you're such an amazing man. If...if I were ten years younger, I would definitely pursue you."

"It's not too late now."

Seiji Fujiwara put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and stared intently at her.

When he looked at her with such an aggressive gaze, Hiratsuka Shizuka's heart skipped a beat.

She may seem outgoing and unrestrained, but she has never actually been in a serious relationship, so she's no match for this kind of situation.

"Ha...haha, teacher, I was just kidding..." Hiratsuka Shizuka hurriedly looked away, trying to change the subject.

But Seiji Fujiwara had no intention of giving her a chance to escape.