I Am a Master of Light Novels in Japan

In the residential area of ​​Tokyo, the chirping of the finches resounded through the twilight, and the houses on both sides of the calm street had begun to light up the indoor lights, and a hazy view brought this busy city to us. Quiet hour at dusk.

"Please respect me, I have already decided, that's it, I hope I won't persecute me anymore, mother!"

In a house where the house number was written [Cool Breeze], the voice of a young girl suddenly broke the silence, her voice was a bit angry, and she seemed to be struggling for approval. However, the door of the house suddenly opened. A woman wearing a white shirt-style school uniform The blue-haired girl with two ponytails walked out the door sullenly as if escaping, and then closed the door casually.

Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she closed her eyes with a bit of irritation. Finally, the girl who had always been calm and optimistic finally let go of her brows, and after quietly watching the burning clouds on the horizon, she took steps. Go out for a while and calm down.

Cool breeze Aoba, the third grade of high school, the prospective candidates in January of the next year, the academic performance of the liberal arts is ranked well in the school, hobbies are games, and painting, and he has been an elite member of the art department for three years in high school.

"amount……"

She sighed softly and looked at the questionnaire on the college entrance examination. She directly wrote three [Employment] replies. As a result, her mother was called to the school by the teacher. However, when she came back today, she was hit. My mother's strong opposition, after all, according to her grades, there is actually a high chance of getting a good university.

However, the tuition fees of various art academies are also relatively expensive. After observing for a long time, she always feels that if she can absorb work experience in society as soon as possible and become an adult as soon as possible, she may be expensive for tuition and spend another four years in academy. Time came out and then contacted her longing career, which made her feel a little hard to wait.

The streets are dimly lit, the sky is getting late, the street lights are bright, and the shadows are vast.

"Huh~~~ I shouldn't be angry with my mother. After all, this is Japan where academic qualifications are paramount, even if I really have a certain degree of confidence in my skills, but if I fail...I will become a 【 Ronin], obviously I can still get into college."

Cool breeze Qingye lowered her head slightly, and the lovely and delicate baby showed a disproportionate sense of confusion. As she walked, she stood under the street lamp in the street, quietly contemplating.

Her friend Ying Ningning has already decided to take the law test, and her classmate Yingying also decided to go to France to study for further studies, that is, she secretly chose a different path from them.

"I always feel that if there is no role designer as a major, I always feel that if I can get in touch with learning in the workplace earlier, I must be able to learn more interesting professional experience."

The evening breeze lifted the young girl's ponytail hair slightly, and the cool breeze Aoba silently held the palm of her hand, thinking.

Her dream, a game character designer, has been unswervingly moving towards her dream since she was a child.

However, there is still some time before dinner time, and Liangfeng Qingye is looking around on the commercial street alone, not knowing how to spend the time next.

While she was still thinking, behind her, a young man had already put his bicycle on, and entered the bookstore preoccupiedly.

"Mom... probably still getting angry." She thought helplessly, quite afraid of her still angry mother.

So, where do you want to go next, go to Ningning’s house to sit down, or just walk around and go back and admit your mistake...

However, my mother used the terrible scenes of the workplace, the terrible scenes of the tram, and the terrible interpersonal aspects to suppress her. Whatever she said, she couldn't go back immediately, and she had to show her attitude to her parents.

As a result, when she was unable to do anything, she inadvertently saw the large bookstore that she had been passing by when she was going to school. She was silent for a while, and she hesitated a little bit, and then began to walk into the bookstore with few customers now.

Game magazine area.

"Eh?"

Liang Feng Qingye stopped blankly, looking at the row of deserted game magazine stalls, he encountered a familiar stranger. At this moment, this young man was already reading some stand-alone magazines.

"I remember... it was a college student that I always met when I was in school. Riding a dilapidated bicycle. Because he is a handsome guy, he always attracts Ning Ningjiang's attention. I met too many times a year. I remember him a little bit..."

She watched silently.

"..."

After reading it for a while, Liang Feng Qingye always felt that this person seemed to be worried about something, while looking for the magazine, while frowning, he took out a small pocket book that was recording something, completely ignored the surroundings. Case.

However, after hesitating for a while, Liangfeng Aoba was still in an inexplicable sense of embarrassment. She chose to avoid it and went to the magazine corridor on the other side. The stranger was a stranger. They are just passers-by.

"I'm looking for it, I'm looking for it..."

The girl who leaned down looking for the magazine thought to herself, but she quickly found the latest issue of "GameSunshine" magazine. She immediately picked it up with joy and smiled and thought: "Great. I found it. In the third grade of high school, my mother forbids me to bring the magazine back."

She turned it over, showing nostalgia, and looked at the new game published in it.

Game, this kind of thing is probably not something that mainstream girls like.

However, her preferences are a bit close to boys... No, it should be said that she even surpasses boys in the research and love of games, so there are a pile of game magazines hidden in the drawer of the room.

"However, now those books have been thrown away by my mother... It's too much, I don't know how to respect my preferences and persistence." Liang Feng Qingye thought with a sigh.

However, I flipped through the magazine and took a look at the latest game developments. The introduction of "Call of Duty: Black Ops 14" and the latest works of the "Valkyria" series also seemed to be on sale, which made her look forward to it.

American games and Japanese games have their own advantages and styles. They are her favorite...but FPS is not a game she is good at.

"Sure enough, Japanese-style games are the Japanese favorite."

Cool breeze Aoba thought for a while, silently thinking.

However, after turning the next page, a new piece of news caused Liangfeng Qingye to freeze his whole person for a moment...

The sales of EagleJump's latest work "Star Country" are sluggish. The magazine once again explained the shortcomings of this new work, and also began to explain the decline of Japanese RPG.

The analysis and pictures of more than a thousand words tell the company's process from glory to struggle, and finally worry about the operating conditions of this small company that has produced classic games, whether it is on the verge of bankruptcy again...

"...How come?" Liangfeng Qingye gradually fell into a chaotic and sad predicament.

My parents’ opposition, my own confusion... As a result, even the game company I’ve been fond of since I was a child is in a dilemma of bankruptcy... A whole day of sadness and suffering was suddenly detonated by this small opportunity, and I shed tears. Flowing down the smooth cheeks...

I don't know how long, she suddenly heard a footstep, under a row of golden twilight rays, in a quiet bookstore, the silent young man looked at her silently at this moment.

"...Uh...Huh?!"

Liangfeng Qingye looked at Li Yan with tears in his eyes, but immediately, his cheeks began to burn like a cloud of fire, and he suddenly made a sound of consternation.

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In the afternoon, at 6:25, Higurashi Book City, Tokyo.

Li Yan put the notebook on the shelf and looked at the teary girl with a flat look, but was quite focused and energetic in the eyes of others, and asked, "It's okay, do you need help?"

"Yes, yes yes yes yes yes... I'm sorry!"

With tears that were too late to be wiped off, Liangfeng Qingye quickly bowed and apologized.

"...There is no need to apologize, I just heard the crying, so I just came and took a look. It didn't mean too much." Li Yan looked at the girl who was always visible, stretched out his hand and calmed down.

"Yes..." Liang Feng Qingye said with an awkward smile.

I don't know why, the two seem to have met in this way.

For a long time, passers-by and passers-by, no matter how chance they meet, are just strangers, but strangely, in the magazine area of ​​the game, she started to talk because of her crying nose.

A bit inferior occasion...

Liangfeng Qingye shrank her hands and feet, distressed that she didn't know what was going on today, and she was seen by others when she was embarrassed.

Li Yan hesitated for a while, the one in front of him looked a little shy, and it seemed that there was nothing special that needed help from others. In the end, one minute, two minutes... Such an inexplicable stalemate made Li Yan also start to wonder what's next. How to treat it.

"Oh, I'm not good at comforting others."