I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

The landlady also said that even if you gamble hard, the light of hope is very meager.

For a painter, losing color and light is tantamount to killing her...

"..."

Shiina Mashiro silently felt that she was standing in a dark world, there was nothing, she had no color.

However, she once saw a precious scene in the dark.He saw Li Yan's gradually disappearing hand, everything meant that if Li Yan disappeared in a certain corner of the world, no one could see him, and she could still find Li Yan in the dark.

Her eyes lost their light, but she made the necessary conditions for Li Yan to bring light. This is the indispensable sliver of dawn...

The most direct way to see the spiritual pollution of the old ruler is to see it directly. Zhenbai with extraordinary eyes happens to be the only candidate who is most equipped to find Li Yan. In order to protect Zhenbai and find the new "ruler", she There is a heavy price to pay.

"Qami, don't cry... I'm fine."

Honestly said.

"This is my strength..."

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half year later.

In the physics class of the University of Tokyo, Hagimura Suzu always reserved a seat next to her for no reason, but she always felt too strange why she was always used to doing this. What was even more strange was that Professor Kenichi Ogura would always be in this vacant seat. Turn around.

In the afternoon, in a room, among the messy items, a girl with blond hair and twin tails accidentally found an unsigned outline of a novel. I planned to design the character image of this novel outline, but I just drew the mechanism diagram, and suddenly, the tip of the brush broke.

Several brushes in a row were broken.

"Eh……"

Ying Lili looked at her brush curiously, always feeling that it was too uncomfortable, but she didn't know why, she always felt that it was caused by her unconsciously adding unnecessary strength...

Since the Sanqishan Island incident half a year ago, a world-class talented painter girl named Mashiro Shiina suddenly lost her eyesight. Medical staff from Germany, the United Kingdom, Japan and other countries have checked her, and there is no problem with her eyes at all, but Can't see anything.The speculative reason seems to be caused by mental trauma, but when everyone feels sorry for it, Shiina Mashiro does not have any sad emotions. She still continues to paint oil paintings, a manga on the theme of detective works, and also So he insisted on staying in Japan, with Nanami and Rita.Her parents and family agreed with her wishes, and even the sales of that manga were quite good, but the update speed was very slow, and only the third volume was published in half a year.

The advertisement for "The Passenger of the Dead" still hangs on that bookstore in Shinjuku.

In the long and drizzled streets, there are few pedestrians, and a beautiful figure stands under the pavilion of the bus station.

"From the first volume to the present, I can't tell what the main story line of this novel is..."

On a summer Saturday, in the drizzle, Yukinoshita Yukino holding a transparent umbrella was standing on the street waiting for the bus, looking at this book that has only been updated to the second volume in half a year, frowning and talking to herself stand up.

But when there are no books to read, the novels written by this author are what I am interested in to pass the time.

"Xiaoxue, I've been waiting for a long time!"

At this time, not far from Yukinoshita Yukino, Yuigahama Yui ran over with a big bag and a small bag, smiling.On Saturday, she accompanied this friend to a street boutique clothing store in Tokyo to buy. She took a look, and it seemed that Yui bought quite a lot of clothes.

However, in the drizzle, in front of Yukino Yukino, in front of Yui, she suddenly saw a young figure in a white coat with a hazy figure looking at her quietly, which made Yukino feel a little confused for a moment, so There was a plop, but after Yui ran past and covered it, when I looked again, that figure did not exist.

"Did you read it wrong?" Yukinoshita Yukino thought suspiciously.

As a result, after the two girls got together and chatted for a while, the bus stopped steadily on the side of the road. When they were about to board the bus, Yukinoshita Yukino closed the novel, and when the name of the book was revealed, it also revealed 【Uesugi】The words.

It was drizzling, the bus drove out, and there was a hazy street in Tokyo. In the street that was originally empty, but for some reason, there was a quiet young figure standing in that position.

"..."

That pair of eyes glanced at the direction the bus was leaving, and finally quietly disappeared into this vast rain and fog again...

Chapter 352 The Legendary God of Creation

A girls' school.

On Fridays in October, in the scorching summer, after school, in the empty school corridors, there are always some girls who like to whisper.

"Hey, do you know the legend?"

"What legend?"

"Urban legend, it's a very popular legend recently."

"Stop talking, I'm going to attend a music training class tonight."

"What are you afraid of? It's just a legend, and it's a legend closely related to those of us who study music."

"……what is that?"

"The traditional Seven Mysteries, and the Hell Girl from Zero Hour, these are all old news. I heard from my sister that there is a legend circulating in art clubs recently, called [Lord Earl under the Moon], which is There is a new urban legend in the past half a year. It is said that as long as the moon is full, you will see the Earl on a deserted street. It is wearing a high hat and cannot see the face, but the eyes will glow red, which is quite scary. After the people I saw went back to sleep for a day, those who failed their grades would improve by leaps and bounds for a period of time, writers would be inspired, and musicians would also improve by leaps and bounds during that period of time.”

"It's a lie, it sounds like Ruishen, doesn't it?"

"It's strange, if it was like this when I saw it during the full moon, if I met the Earl on a rainy night... I would drag those who saw him into hell~~~"

"Ah! Don't scare me, you fool!"

When school was over in the afternoon, the two girls who were responsible for locking the gate of the club were talking about urban ghost stories, and the conversation ended in a fight.

He does not mean that.

"..."

A girl carrying a black guitar bag came down from the downstairs. This petite girl with a baby face was beautiful and lovely, with an indescribable sense of fragility. Her long black hair was tied into a double ponytail hairstyle, which was a bit difficult. It can be seen that she is already a female high school student in the second year of high school.She heard all the conversation, looked at the two girls with a slight frown, and sighed slightly.

"Technology needs to be honed with unremitting efforts over time. It's not like believing in weird legends to improve yourself. The people in the jazz club are really lazy."

"call……"