I won't be a loser.

As evening approached, Xianren turned on the lights in the room. Saionji Sekai was lying on the bed, silently glancing at Setsuna beside her, who was looking at her with the same gaze.

She avoided Setsuna's gaze, slowly sat up, and looked at the wise man sitting at the desk.

"School starts tomorrow. This month will be much busier than before, right?"

"Ok?"

The wise man sitting at the desk heard that Setsuna did not respond for a long time, so he turned around and looked at Saionji Sekai. He noticed that the other party was looking at him, and knew that the other party was asking him. After thinking about it, he nodded.

The period from April, when school just starts, can only be regarded as an adaptation period. After the adaptation period of April in May, you should start to strengthen in all aspects, and homework should not be as easy as before.

"It probably won't be as relaxing as April. We'll have two months of vacation in May, June, and then July."

Looking at the wise man sitting at the desk, Saionji Sekai put on her clothes and slowly came to his side. She looked at the manuscript on his desk, lowered her head for a few glances, but couldn't see anything. She stretched out her hands and hugged the wise man.

The moment he lay on the bed, he narrowed his eyes, his gaze as sharp as needles, staring closely at the arms of Saionji Sekai holding the wise man, but he did not say a word to stop them. After looking for a while, he closed his eyes, simply out of sight, out of mind.

Xianren, who was hugged by Saionji Sekai, turned his head to look at the girl beside him. He didn't know what was wrong with her, but he understood the girl's emotions and did not interrupt.

"I'm going home first. My mother will be home soon."

"Ah."

After loosening his arms, Saionji Sekai looked back.

The moment she was lying quietly on the bed, she heard Saionji Sekai preparing to leave, and she opened her eyes. The two girls looked at each other, and Saionji Sekai suddenly chuckled.

"See you tomorrow morning, Setsuna."

"Ah."

The girl put on her clothes and walked towards the door. After the sounds of the door opening and closing rang out one after another, the room returned to silence.

After glancing at the door, the sage continued with his creation. The moment he lay down on the bed, he closed his eyes and rested for a short while in this quiet environment.

The bedroom door was slowly pushed open after being closed for a while, and Xianren walked out of Qingpu Mai's room. He felt that his body, which had been cultivated during this period, was completely drained again. He glanced at the moment when she was sitting quietly in the living room to rest, then slowly walked to her side and sat down.

"Your family probably won't be coming to Tokyo again until some time before summer vacation, right?"

Qingpu Mai, with her long hair tied up, walked out of the room, looked at Xianren who had already sat down in the living room, and asked a question.

"Nothing special, I probably won't come over. What's wrong? Do you want to talk to my mother again?"

"If you want to chat, you don't need to meet in person. I've already exchanged email addresses with your mother. If you don't have anything to do on a weekday, you can use email to communicate. As for meeting in person... I don't think you want your mother to find out that her son actually... right?"

Glancing at the moment sitting next to Xianren, Qingpu Mai felt that there was no need to explain everything clearly. If it aroused her daughter's dissatisfaction, it would not be a scene she wanted to see.

I didn't expect Qingpu Mai to talk about this matter so proactively, but she was right. Xianren really didn't want his family to know about this.

If it weren't for Setsuna's own discovery, both Qingpu Mai and Kento would probably have kept this matter deep in their hearts.

"I really don't want to. Let's end this topic here. I probably won't come to Tokyo before summer vacation. When summer vacation comes, I will return to Itomori and stay there for a while. I don't need to worry about running into my family."

"Going back home?"

Qingpu Mai's gaze lingered on Xianren for a moment, making Xianren reveal a helpless expression.

"If you want, you can come to my house. My house is much bigger than my apartment anyway, so even if there are a few more people, it won't be a problem."

"...We'll think about it later."

After taking a look at her daughter, Qing Pu Mai did not immediately give a negative response.

During the holidays, if Xianren is planning to return to Itomori, then his daughter Setsuna will most likely follow him to Xianren's hometown. She will be left alone at home with nothing to do, so taking some leave and going to Itomori with him may be a good choice.

Seeing Qing Pu Mai suddenly silent, Xianren put away his wooden pipe and looked at Setsuna who was sitting next to him.

"Are you interested in going to Itomori together during the summer vacation?"

"Ah."

Without any hesitation, Setsuna nodded.

"Then we have a plan. Itomori will be the one accompanying me during the summer vacation. Now, let's just wait a little longer."

Two months is not a very long time, but it is definitely not short either.

After making an appointment with Setsuna, Xianren took a short rest in the living room, then returned to his apartment, entered his room, went into the bathroom, washed his body, and just lay down on his bed when his cell phone started buzzing.

Looking at his cell phone, Xianren answered the call.

"Sleep?"

"Just getting ready. Are you home yet?"

It was Sanye's voice on the phone. Hearing the other party's energetic voice, Xianren had every reason to doubt her. After returning home, he fell asleep for a while and only remembered to call himself to report the news at night.

"Yeah, I'm home already. I got home this afternoon, but I forgot to call you. Oh, and I forgot some things at your place. Remember to help me take care of them."

"what?"

Xianren, lying in bed, glanced around his room but didn't see anything special.

"In the bathroom... No, leave it for your girlfriend to use. It's better not to waste it."

"......"

Xianren, who had probably guessed what it was, suddenly had a deeper understanding of Mitsuha's boredom.

"Nothing, I'm going to sleep, don't waste my time."

"Oh, and Yotsuba really likes the gift you gave her. Grandma also received your gift and asked when you might come back."

"I usually go to school, so I will definitely be back during summer vacation. I will be back during summer vacation."

"Oh, I see. I'll tell them."

"Is there nothing else?"

"Good night."

"......Well, good night."

He was a little surprised that Mitsuha would say good night to him, but he still replied "good night". Xianren hung up the phone, lay on the bed, looked at the fleeting light on the ceiling of his room, and closed his eyes.

"I'm going to school in Tokyo, and I probably won't be back in Itomori for a long time. If you need anything, you can write to me. Of course, I'll have to wait for my turn to reply."

Looking at the other person's blurry face, Xianren wanted to recall carefully and see the other person's face clearly, but the closer he got to the other person, the more illusory the other person's figure became. He had to let go of his obsession and look at the familiar figure quietly.

"Well, I know that studies will be very stressful in Tokyo. It's normal to prioritize studies."

"Hmm - although I usually feel comfortable getting along with you because of your mature personality, but at this moment, you are still like this, which makes me a little unhappy."

The other person's face came close to him, but it was pitch black and empty, which made Xianren wake up all of a sudden.

hiss--

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and the chirping of birds, bit his lips, rubbed his head with both hands, and recalled the dream just now.

"Hi-ah-"

He frowned in pain, sat up sullenly, and let out a long sigh.

"That dream happened a long time ago, right?"

For him, it has been almost more than ten years. The other person's appearance has become extremely blurred under the erosion of time. Only the other person's name is still clearly remembered by him - Fujihe Nunu.

The older sister who lived next door to him was cheerful and lively. She was completely different from him, but she could get along well with him.

After graduating from high school, she went to Tokyo to study and agreed to contact each other by letters. However, after she went to Tokyo for a while, the letter he sent was returned.

"It's about the extra time... It should be three years from now, right? Well... The other party should have graduated from high school, at that time..."

The sage recalled something and his expression became more complicated. He was silent for a moment, sighed slowly, got up from his bed, put on his clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

After a simple wash and getting myself tidy, I started preparing breakfast.

I quietly tidied up everything in the room, glanced at the breakfast that had just been prepared, and quietly finished my breakfast alone. I temporarily placed the plate in the sink, put on my backpack, and walked out of the apartment without thinking about the dream again...

"During the holidays, your family came to Tokyo, right?"

After arriving at the school, he sat down in his seat. Shortly afterwards, Eriri came to the classroom and came to his desk. She leaned on his desk with one hand and asked an interesting question.

I thought Eriri helped the lost Miyamizu Futaba because she recognized her mother, but now it seems that is not the case?

"I remember you've seen it before, right?"

"Ok?"

"In...you have seen my mother and sister, right?"

"Yes, but that was seven or eight years later. How could I possibly still remember what she looked like back then?... So, that person that day was your mother?"

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Cherry Blossom Season: 153. A Capable Female Editor and a Young Male High School Student Writer

The look in her eyes that called him "idiot" made the blonde girl with twintails reveal her fangs. She scanned Xianren's body with her eyes, but because more and more people came into the classroom, she had to give up temporarily.

She whispered twice towards Xianren's lips, uttered some threatening words, and then returned to her seat. Xianren, who was "threatened", watched her leave indifferently, sat quietly in his seat, and closed his eyes.

It is indeed a bit frustrating that the person you are interacting with is not in the same school as you. During the break, Xianren doesn't know what to do. He can't sing about youth like ordinary people. The only thing he can do is to watch others squander their abundant energy. He sits at the table and flips through the magazines he bought at the convenience store.

"New Film Script Competition."

Suddenly seeing some interesting content, the wise man's gaze paused for a moment on that part and read it carefully.

"The prize money is 500 million yen."

His eyes lingered on the prize amount for a moment, then he casually folded up the publication on the table and put it back on his desk. However, his mind was still slightly preoccupied with the prize...

During the day, he attended boring classes at school. In the afternoon, when school was over, he could not go home together with Setsuna because they were not in the same school. Xianren paused for a moment in the astronomy club, walked out of the school gate alone, returned to his home, and focused more on his own creation. He decided to spend about three hours every day to devote all his time to creation.

Perhaps it was because he had an extraordinary talent for this kind of realistic tragedy that Xianren never felt his inspiration was running out while he was creating. He could produce about 3,000 words per hour on average, and now he has nearly 70,000 words.

Generally speaking, a normal novel has about this number of words.

But Xianren feels that it is not time to finish yet. He estimates that his work will be finished at around 100,000 words. At the current speed, it will be completed in about a week.

"There's no major problem with the work. The key now is submitting it after it's finished. Major awards like those are definitely irrelevant to a complete newcomer like me. The only awards available to newcomers are probably those from library libraries and publishing houses."

The wise man sitting in his room took out his mobile phone. Even though it was not as simple and convenient as in later generations, it was still no problem to access the Internet. He opened the browser and directly entered the websites of those document libraries to check out the latest newcomer award activities.

But after taking a quick look, I saw that there is no problem in submitting entries to the activities, but you have to wait for a while to participate in the awards. The selection process will not start until the summer vacation.

"It took a while, and it doesn't match my expectations. Even if a work like this is put into the library's newcomer appreciation..."

Xianren, who remembered that Qingpu Mai had once given him a business card, opened the drawer at his side and took a quick look inside.

Some time ago, when his family came to visit him, all the things he had hidden away were completely used up in yesterday's "fierce battle". He casually flipped through the remaining things and found the business card that Qingpu Mai gave him.

I took it in front of me and carefully looked at the name and publisher on it.

"Kaizakusha, Fuuokana Mari."

He placed the business card on his desk, where it wouldn't be blown away by the wind, and used the pen holder to hold down a corner of the card. He closed the drawer again, sat down at the desk, and continued writing...

By May, even though Futaba Rio had said that she would be busy, Kento could still see her in the familiar laboratory at noon. The two of them sat in the laboratory as usual, and there was no change from before.

They chatted about their own trivial matters every day, and occasionally Futaba Rio would ask about Kento and Setsuna, but after asking, they would fall into a brief silence.

In the classroom, Ichika would occasionally talk to Kento, but they were not as close as before. Others could also see the estrangement between Ichika and him, and some subtle rumors spread in the class, but they quickly disappeared.

As for the blonde girl with twintails, they kept their distance. They didn't have any special contact at school or on weekdays. It was just that when Xianren was daydreaming, they would occasionally meet each other's eyes...

Time flows gradually, and as time goes by, the temperature gradually becomes warmer with the change of months and calendars. After a while, it will be time to put on summer clothes.

The boys in the class are looking forward to the summer and hope to see more fair skin and body parts of the girls. As for Xianren, since his work is nearing completion, he has been thinking about how to contact the editor.

I learned that the other party was a magazine publisher. If I had just written some publications, I could hand them over to them. However, now that I want to publish my own work, the process may not be that simple.

"You still have to do it. If you don't try, you'll just stay where you are."

After school on Friday, Xianren returned to his apartment and took the initiative to pick up the business card. He looked at it for a while and then dialed the other party's number.

beep--

beep--

beep--

After waiting for ten seconds without any response, Xianren stood quietly in his room and continued to wait. About a minute later, no one answered the phone, which made him sigh.