I won't be a loser.

The middle-aged man put the cap on the pen and put it aside. He stretched out his fair hand, picked up the plan, and looked through it carefully. The expression on his face changed from careless to serious, and he raised his eyebrows slightly at the end.

"I took a look at that book, and it's certainly good, but was he really only 16 years old to write something like that? No, was he really the one who wrote it?"

"Ah."

Looking at Mari Fukazaki sitting at his desk, the man closed his eyes and thought for a moment.

His fingers tapped lightly on the desk in front of him. He was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

"If we can really create a 16-year-old genius, it would be a great thing for the publishing house. Just follow your plan and don't let me down."

After that day, Yuko Saionji occasionally sent him a couple of messages. The general content was basically asking what Kento was doing. It seemed to be relatively normal content. Kento would reply to her once in a while and rejected her suggestions to meet him several times.

Then--

"Yeah, welcome back."

Xianren returned to the door of his apartment and saw Saionji Yuko wearing black stockings and a long skirt. His gaze paused on her for a moment. Xianren looked around and then his gaze rested on Saionji Yuko again.

"I remember Shijie told me that you work in the restaurant every day. You usually don't have much free time, right?"

"I'm usually in the restaurant all the time, but as the restaurant manager, it's okay to leave the store for a while. My staff are all very cute and capable girls~"

Sighing, Xianren took out the key to his door from his pocket and opened it. Just as he opened the door and entered the house, Saionji Yuko followed him into his room. Before Xianren could say anything, she closed the door behind her...

I don’t know how to describe my mood. Lying numbly on the bed, Xianren really wants to light a cigarette to relieve and ease his complicated mood.

Saeionji Yuko, feeling satisfied, tied up her long hair, then looked at Xianren who was lying on the bed. She slowly walked to the edge of the bed and kissed him on the cheek.

"Let's go~ I'll come see you next time when I have time."

"..."

Xianren turned his head to look at Saionji Yuko, and watched her silently walk towards the door, open the door and disappear from his sight, leaving him alone, like the dregs of medicine that had been squeezed dry. The thought of it made him feel heartbroken. He closed his eyes silently and lay in bed, not wanting to move at all.

So wild.

Being of the same age and in the same situation, Kiyoura Mai would at least be a little more reserved when she was with him, but Saionji Yuko seemed to have no worries at all. After being freed from her restraints, she completely let herself go.

With his chest pressed by both hands, Xianren just looked at Saionji Yuko, silently watching her on him with a comfortable expression, without any interest at all.

click -

The door was opened, and the wise man, who was lying lazily on the bed, half asleep and half awake, opened his eyes. The moment he saw someone walking into the room, he slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

"Setsuna."

"Who?"

"Ah - um -"

After stretching his body, Xianren's eyes fell on Setsuna. He sighed softly and said the name of Saionji Oko. After hearing the name of Saionji Oko, Setsuna couldn't help but frowned.

"What about the world?"

"After school, she and I separated and probably went home."

"I don't know if Shijie will be home and meet her mother."

He sat up, put on his clothes, and came to Shanna. Xianren opened his arms, held Shanna in his arms, and lowered his head gently, but Shanna gently touched his face.

"It smells nasty."

"Disgusting taste?"

He lowered his head and sniffed, and found that there was still some scent belonging to Saionji Yuko on her body. Xianren couldn't help but frowned, looked at the dissatisfied girl in front of him, smiled, and walked towards the bathroom...

"Today, when I was passing by the bookstore, I saw a big poster of your book, Xianren."

In the evening, the three of them sat at the dining table. After returning home and preparing dinner, Qingpu Mai looked at Xianren beside her and suddenly started talking about what she saw and heard in front of the bookstore today.

"Well, I also subscribe to Kaiyingshe's magazine, and I saw an advertisement for your work there. There are several very special writers in it, and they all praised your work as being quite excellent. Wait a minute, I'll go check and see if I put it in my bag."

Thinking of the magazine, Qingpu Mai stood up. Under Setsuna's somewhat surprised gaze, Qingpu Mai walked to the sofa in the living room, opened her bag, rummaged through it, took out a weekly magazine, returned to the dining table, and placed the magazine next to Xianren.

"It seems that the publishing house values you very much and likes your work very much."

A little dazed, he glanced at Qingpu Mai beside him, and was silent for a moment. He stretched out his hand, picked up the weekly magazine beside him, flipped through it casually, and saw a large page in it, which was about the promotion of his own work.

Looking at the promotion of his own work in surprise, Xianren's expression seemed a little puzzled. Qingpu Mai, who was sitting next to him, was also a little confused after noticing Xianren's reaction.

"Isn't this what they agreed to with you?"

"No, they didn't tell me... They did say they would help promote my book, but I never thought... there would be a poster for my book in a bookstore?"

“It’s a big one.”

When talking with Mari Fukaoka at the beginning, since they had not signed a contract with each other, they also expressed that their resources for him were limited. But now they suddenly started doing this, and it seemed that they were promoting him in a big way, which made Xianren a little confused.

"I'll ask her later."

"Ms. Fuuka?"

"Ah."

"you......."

Qingpu Wu's eyes fell on Xianren, and she looked back and forth at Xianren with a probing look. Xianren noticed Qingpu Wu's gaze and smiled helplessly.

"Today, Miss Yuko is looking for a wise man."

After the talk about the book was over, Setsuna also started talking about what happened to Saionji Yuko today. Kiyoura Mai, who had just lowered her head and was about to have a peaceful meal, couldn't help but raise her head and look at her daughter after hearing Setsuna's words.

His eyes fell on the wise man standing beside him, and the wise man nodded slightly.

Qingpu Wu couldn't help but frowned and pursed her lips. After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but "tsk" and put down the cutlery in her hand. She stood up and went back to her room.

bang——

The door was closed. Even though nothing was said, it was obvious that Qingpu Mai was not in a good mood.

After the sound of the door closing, the voice of Qing Pu Wu was soon heard in the room——

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Cherry Blossom Season: 178. She is my good friend

The general content of the conversation was Kiyoura Mai's rebuke of Saionji Yuko's unethical behavior, expressing her dissatisfaction and anger at her friend's cheating behavior, but her voice gradually calmed down and there was no sound at the end.

In a flash, when Qing Pu Mai walked out of the room, there was no anger on her face. The difference and change before and after were so drastic that even Setsuna couldn't help but look at his mother twice more.

"Are you... okay?"

Looking at Qingpu Mai walking out of the room, Xianren originally thought that Qingpu Mai's attitude was a little too angry. Of course, he didn't like Saionji Yuko being so proactive, but when he thought about his own reasons, it was not what Xianren wanted to see if there was a conflict between Qingpu Mai and Saionji Yuko.

Qing Pu Mai walked out of the room and looked at the wise man in front of her. She was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"It's okay, it's just... no, nothing."

Listening to Kiyoura Mai's evasive answer, both Kento and Setsuna had baffling expressions on their faces. They didn't know what exactly Saionji Yuko had said to her. They looked at each other but didn't ask any further questions. They silently let the matter go for the time being...

Since that day when he personally visited Futaba's house, Futaba Rio has gradually returned to her normal state, showing up in the laboratory on time every day, but this does not make her seem particularly close to Kento.

If Xianren had not taken the initiative to appear in the laboratory, she would definitely not appear in front of Xianren.

"Miyamizu Yuge, your pen name? The heroine's name is Yuge. Could it be that the story is based on your personal experience?"

He was mixing coffee while doing an experiment. Looking at the beaker and the brown liquid inside, having experienced a sudden coma, Xianren was now very cautious about the liquid made by Futaba Rio, even when he saw her tear open the package of instant coffee with his own eyes.

"It's not really a personal experience. I just happened to meet a girl once, and when she was about to take that step, she happened to meet me. Has she taken that step again since then? Probably not."

"Well, there has been such a thing."

Futaba Rio lowered her head and gently stirred the coffee with a glass rod. The expression on her face could not be seen clearly. Xianren moved a little closer and turned his head to look at her face, but found that the girl glanced at him coldly.

"Angry?"

"No, there isn't."

Futaba Rio, who was still being stubborn, sighed softly, looked at the coffee in front of her for a while, and then turned off the alcohol lamp below.

"You are already considered a great writer now."

He turned his head to look at the window beside him, looking at the broad blue sky and light floating clouds outside. He slowly walked to the windowsill, placed his hands on the windowsill, let the sunlight fall on his face, closed his eyes, and looked back at the girl standing in the laboratory.

"Did you say my name last night?"

"You didn't wake up?"

He chuckled and continued to look at the blue sky outside the window. A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xianren's mouth.

After spending lunch break in the girl's exclusive laboratory, Xianren returned to his classroom. He smiled slightly at several classmates who were looking at him. Seeing the girl's blushing expression, Xianren sat down in his seat.

"Nozaki, can other works currently on the market appear in your comics?"

In the afternoon, during a break, Xianren suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the active cartoonist sitting at the table behind him.

The sudden approach made Nozaki Umetaro, who had already assumed that Kento was going to ask him to copy notes, take the lead in handing his notebook to Kento. Kento, who was leaning sideways, looked at the notes handed to him and couldn't help but fall silent for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out to take the notebook and said thank you.

"Publishers shouldn't allow overly direct promotion of works on the market, but if there are subtle hints, they won't mind too much."

Nozaki Umetaro's eyes fell on Xianren. Nozaki Umetaro, who had gained a lot of inspiration from the other party, thought carefully and gave his own answer.

Looking at the handsome profile of Xianren, and recalling what he had talked about with him before, Nozaki Umetaro was also a little surprised.

"Has the work you told me about before been completed?"

"Well, it's already on sale, but the sales aren't very satisfactory."

“This is really troubling.”

Nozaki Umetaro couldn't help but nodded, feeling somewhat the same way.

Even though he already had a certain fan base in the weekly comics, when the single-volume books were released, Umetaro Nozaki's sales were only average. He was a little distressed and helpless about this, and he could understand Kento's feelings.

"If you want me to help promote your work in comics, it's a bit difficult, but you can ask my editor. If there's no problem with the publisher, then there's no problem with me either."

"If you can, that would be a real help."

Umetaro Nozaki's works are girls' comics, and most of his fans are girls. In terms of genre, his works do not have any gender preference, but girls may be more interested in this type of work.

After a brief chat, I told her the name of my work. Nozaki Umetaro nodded and said that after school, he would ask his editor to confirm that there was no problem, and then he would help...

After school, before I even got home, I received a call from Mari Fukaoka.

"Do you have time?"

"Now?"

"No, it's the weekend. Do you have time?"

"whats the matter?"

"If you have one, you can choose a bookstore and hold a book signing event."

"...I'm not a great writer, so there's no need for that, right? I'm still a newbie, so isn't it a waste of time to just hold a book signing?"

"But you're good-looking. Even a female passerby who isn't interested will be somewhat interested in your work after seeing your face, right?"

"..."

"Then when they see the content of the work and compare it to your identity, the strong contrast will arouse the reader's strong curiosity. Wouldn't that spark a topic?"

The wise man opened his mouth, but he would not say something like "I used my talent, not my face". He had experienced some hardships in society and understood what was good and what was bad. He thought about it in his heart and felt that the impact on him should not be that big.

He is now just an unknown little writer with no reputation at all. Holding a book signing event will indeed have no impact. It is estimated that no one will care about a newcomer like him who has not even won an award.

But if showing his face can increase the sales of his works, there is no need for him to refuse.

"What's the exact time and place?"

"It's not confirmed yet, but it will be confirmed soon. I'll contact you when it's confirmed. That's it for now. I have something else to take care of, so I'll hang up now."

"..."

The call was hung up in a hurry. Xianren looked at his phone and didn't know how to describe his feelings for a moment. He silently put the phone back into his pocket and went back to his apartment.

As soon as he came up the stairs, he saw a figure squatting at his door. His vision became a little clearer. Looking at Saionji Sekai squatting at his door, he sighed helplessly.

Yesterday she was a mother, and today she is a daughter?

He silently walked up the stairs to her side, and seeing the girl gradually raise her head and look at him, Xianren didn't know how to start.