The target is light novel master

"Rintaro, your mail."

An enthusiastic postman rode a tricycle and came to the samurai mansion of the Meiyuan family.

Generally speaking, in this kind of countryside, mail will not be delivered to the door, because there is insufficient manpower, it is too time-consuming, and at most, the post office will be notified to receive it.

However, Umezono Rintaro can be regarded as a very prestigious figure. Although he no longer writes, people here respect him more, so they send letters to their door.

"Huh? Who sent the letter? I don't remember who I still have correspondence with now..."

Umezono Rintaro looked at the letter in his hand and stroked his hair with a puzzled expression.

Is it?

He was about to turn over and take a look at the column of messengers.

"Izumi Chiha...a name I don't recognize."

"Could it be for Xiaohua?"

Umezono Rintaro frowned.

When did my daughter have correspondence with other people?

This reminded him of his time, when letters were still relatively close, he and his wife had changed from pen pals to husband and wife.

Is it possible that the daughter is going to make a reprint?

Hey!

Although I knew there would be such a day, I didn't expect it to come so early!

"Xiao Hua, I have your letter."

Umezono Rintaro turned his head and entered his daughter's room, put down the letter, and left dejectedly.

"What's going on here?"

The girl raised her head and looked at the back of her father leaving alone, feeling a little confused.

"This is a letter to me... Could it be?"

The girl picked up the envelope, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her heart.

The girl glanced at the messenger column, with a joyful expression on her face.

Izumi Chiha... Could this be Teacher Izumi's real name?

She carefully opened the envelope and learned the contents of the letter.

【Thank you for your support and love. I also saw the letter you sent last time. It's great to have your support!As for the few questions you raised, I won’t answer them one by one. In this work itself, the setting of force is not that important. The plot of the book is naturally reflected, but everyone's vision is different, and their views will be different. I hope you can understand. 】

In the letter, she didn't answer her question directly, which made her feel a little sorry. She could understand what the other party wanted to express.

In addition, being able to receive a reply from the other party, although there are some official terms, this in itself made her feel extremely excited.

Show that you have been noticed.

For fans, this is a great honor.

"Thank you teacher for noticing me and replying to me. I will continue to support you in the future!"

The smile on the girl's face became brighter and brighter.

27 The Maiden of Shimamura Middle School

Unknowingly, late autumn has passed, and winter is here, and the temperature is getting colder and colder.

"Ahh~"

Walking on the road, Ying Lili sneezed.

"Yinglili, do you have a cold?"

Izumi Chiha turned her head and asked.

"fine."

Ying Lili replied indifferently.

"Really? You understand your physical condition, right?"

Izumi Chiha frowned, expressing doubt.

Because he is a childhood sweetheart, he knows very clearly how many people have asked for leave since he was a child.

She was born with a very poor physique, and she would be bedridden when she caught a cold, and she even tried to avoid physical education classes as much as possible.

"Of course I understand! But I have asked for leave many times this year. If this continues, those people will laugh at me."

Ying Lili gritted her silver teeth and said.

"Oh, so that's what you're worried about."

He looked indifferent.

"What, this kind of thing is very important, do you understand, Baga."

Ying Lili glared.

"Of course I know that Ying Lili loves face."

Izumi Chiha chuckled lightly.

"It's not a matter of saving face or not? I just don't want to be laughed at."

Ying Lili clenched her fists and denied.

"Yes, yes, but what I want to tell you is...you don't have to worry about this."

He continued.

"why?"

Ying Lili frowned, as if realizing something.

"Because I passed by by chance a few days ago, when I listened to other people chatting, I found that they had already given you a nickname."

His tone became odd.

"Really...Really? What nickname."

Ying Lili's voice was trembling, and her expression was not right.

Has her worst fear still come?

"It seems to be called...the girl from Shimamura Middle School, it sounds pretty nice."

"Sounds like a hammer!"

Ying Lili's face turned hideous in an instant.

"Doesn't this mean that I'm as fragile as jade! Damn it, if you let me know who passed it on, I'll make him look good!"

She was furious.

But although I hate it when others take this kind of nickname, it is indeed a vivid fact.

The next day, it was verified.

The delicate and frail blonde tsundere girl did not appear on campus.

"Izumi-san, you and Sawamura-san are childhood sweethearts, right? You should know where her home is, so I'll trouble you to bring her the lecture notes for today."

Before school was over, the teacher handed him something that looked like a note.

"I see."

He nodded in agreement.

When he came to Detective Slope, he went home first and put down his handbag.

When going out, I happened to bump into Sagiri who was coming home.

She was carrying a small pink schoolbag, wearing a hooded sweater with a cat printed on it, and she was full of innocence... Probably.

"Sagiri, how do you feel going to school today?"

Izumi Chiha asked.

He knew that although Sagiri was very familiar in front of him, it was because of his family relationship, and it was also after a period of adaptation.

But in front of other unfamiliar people, her personality is very introverted, and she usually speaks like a mosquito, making it difficult to communicate.

"It is nothing special."

Sagiri shook her head lightly.

Just like her expression today, nothing interesting happened.

"For Sagiri, why not make some friends."

Izumi Chiha made a suggestion.

He wished Sagiri could be a little more outgoing.

"Not interested in."

Sagiri turned her head away.

"By the way, Nissan, are you going out?"

she asked again.

"Well, Yinglili is sick, so the teacher asked me to bring today's handout to her."

He lit up the things in his hand.

"Oh."

Sagiri looked casual and walked in.

Climb up the detective slope and come to the highest point, where there is a big villa with a small garden, which is the residence of the Sawamura family.

Because of his relationship with the Sawamura family, he can directly cross the gate without worrying about being stopped by the guards.

After ringing the doorbell, the door of the villa opened, and a "girl" who looked exactly like Ying Lili appeared in front of her eyes.

With a purple double ponytail and a red and white striped kimono as a feature, she looks like Eriri's older sister.

"Aunt Sayuri."

Izumi Chiha greeted him politely, showing an attitude towards elders.

Because the person in front of me is Sayuri Sawamura, Eirari's mother, an elusive woman, a rotten girl, and a once famous fan creator.

Ying Lili's decision to take such a path was also deeply influenced by her mother.

"Auntie... Isn't that too old? Xiao Yu, you should call me Sister Sayuri!"

Sayuri Sawamura patted the folding fan in her hand on his shoulder, her tone of anger and resentment.

"Aunt Sayuri, don't be joking, I'm here to visit Ying Lili, and I'll give her today's handout by the way."

Izumi Chiha said unmoved.

"Hmph! The little guy is really becoming less cute as he grows up. I think you kindly called me 'Sister' at the beginning."

The folding fan leaned against her lips, Sayuri Sawamura said playfully.

"..."

Izumi Chiha's expression remained unchanged.

Things do exist.

But this is because the other party used a condition as a temptation, as long as he called him "Sister", he could buy a bunch of light novels and comics that he liked to read at that time.

Facing the request of the rich woman...

He wronged himself.

At that time, he was still a child from the outside, and it didn't matter if he did that kind of thing, but now he is an independent man, and naturally he doesn't have to sell his self-esteem.

"Okay, you go up..."