Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

"OK."

Hamabe Ryoko nodded, subconsciously tightened her core, straightened her back, and put on an appearance of listening attentively, looking as serious as she could be.

"I met the 'Falling Saint' on LINE."

Watanabe Yuu started talking.

"...line?"

Hamabe Ryoko was stunned.

She originally thought that their acquaintance would be more "romantic" or "dramatic".

But when I asked, it turned out to be LINE! ?

"Correct."

Watanabe Yu nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"A bit unexpected?"

he asked with a smile.

"...Yes." Hamabe Ryoko nodded, very frankly, "Then what? How did you become friends?"

But if you think about it carefully, starting with line seems quite dramatic.

"It was just a casual chat." Watanabe Yuu's eyes were filled with memories. "She treated me like a tree hole, complaining to me about the troubles in her life, and I just listened, occasionally teased her, gave her some advice, or read and replied randomly."

The advice he gave was very pertinent, but at that time he really didn't take what she said seriously.

After all, when you are away from home, your identity is given by yourself.

If you believe everything others say, you might end up being cheated and losing everything.

"……oh."

Hamabe Ryoko nodded thoughtfully.

She fully understands this.

His speaking style is quite unique and completely different from most people.

Then, you can clearly feel the sincerity behind his teasing, rather than hypocrisy and distance, and then you will be happy to share the trivialities of life with him, and will seriously consider the suggestions he gives you.

"Later, by chance, I met her."

He consciously omitted the part about the legs.

After all, Miss Saint only needs to consider sending photos, but he has to make a lot of mental preparations.

"……Then?"

Hamabe Ryoko raised her voice tone unconsciously.

Her intuition told her that You should have consciously glanced over some things, but at the moment, what was more important was what he said next.

"I found her quite interesting and we got along well. Apart from the initial reflex and over-vigilance, everything else was fine."

Watanabe Yu shrugged.

The Saint Lady's initial test really made him feel a little bit amused and helpless.

But considering her experiences, he could indeed understand it.

"After that, did your contacts become more frequent?"

Ryoko Hamabe heard the subtext of Watanabe Yuu.

"That's it."

Watanabe Yu nodded.

Actually, if you have to say it, it's not too frequent. We only see each other once every two weeks, which is really not the word "frequent".

"So, is she a nice person?"

Her voice suddenly became much quieter.

"He's a bit similar to you, both are kind people who are cold on the outside but warm on the inside." Watanabe Yu paused and made a little joke, "He's the type that looks difficult to get along with, and in fact, is not easy to get along with."

"How can we not get along well?"

Hamabe Ryoko muttered.

"It's just a joke." Watanabe Yu coughed lightly, "Anyway, what I mean is that you really have nothing to say to your friends."

This must be acknowledged.

Whether it was Ayana Amamiya or Ryoko Hamabe, they showed their friendly side without reservation when treating their recognized friends.

There are very few people like this.

"What you said makes me want to meet her more and more."

Hamabe Ryoko lowered her eyes.

"She hasn't been free lately. She's pretty busy."

Watanabe Yu raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

"…Then please tell me when you have the chance."

Hamabe Ryoko's voice was very sincere.

But a hint of deep vigilance flashed across the eyebrows hidden by the short black hair.

Through these few words, she already felt a strong sense of "danger".

But she didn't intend to escape, she just wanted to face the challenge.

"it is good."

He agreed.

"By the way, You, can you elaborate on something else?"

"Well, like the last time she and I walked on the road for a whole day?"

Watanabe Yu thought about it.

“Yeah, that’s also possible!”

Hamabe Ryoko nodded slightly.

"That……"

Buzz. Buzz.

Suddenly, his cell phone on the table vibrated.

'Hold on'

He gave Hamabe Ryoko an apologetic look and picked up his cell phone to take a look.

That's the bank's deposit notification.

The royalties for the fourth printing of Akiba Books have arrived.

The text message showed that he received a royalty transfer, and the after-tax amount was 55. It seemed that Akiba Bookstore also helped him avoid taxes as before.

This money, plus the savings in the bank card, is more than enough to buy a house, and there will be a lot of money left after buying it.

Suddenly, his mood improved.

"It's decided, let's go out for lunch today!"

Indeed, that statement couldn't be more correct.

The only way to relieve worries is to get rich quickly!

"……Um."

Hamabe Ryoko was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

She probably guessed that he must have encountered some good news.

In that case, if he wants to go out to eat, then let him go out to eat.

She was happy to accompany him no matter what.

"Then let's continue."

"OK."

Watanabe Yu patted his cheek gently and started telling the story of how he and Miss Saint watched bad movies and visited stores.

*

Akiba Bookstore, inside the president's office.

"Has the message been notified?"

A middle-aged man with a sturdy build and deep eyes sat on the single sofa and looked at Kuriyama Akiie across the coffee table.

"The notice has arrived, President!"

Kuriyama Akiie nodded slightly.

"What did Watanabe say?"

The middle-aged man nodded and asked.

“He agreed to everything.”

"That's good."

"Well, I have a question for you."

Kuriyama Akie unconsciously clenched her hands that were folded on her trouser legs.

"You said."

The middle-aged man raised his chin, indicating that she could say whatever she wanted.

"Do you really think Norwegian Wood will sell six million copies or more?"

As the editor-in-chief of Yu Watanabe, she was well aware of the quality of "Norwegian Wood", but the exact amount mentioned by the president in a firm tone during the meeting this morning was really too large.

This is not 600,000 copies, but 6 million copies. According to the president's initial statement, he even believed that "Norwegian Wood" could sell more than 8 million copies.

Later, when he saw that no one believed him, he had no choice but to change his mind to six million copies.

"Why else would I treat Watanabe like this?"

The middle-aged man asked back.

If you don't really think highly of something, who would be willing to make concessions so that others will remember your good points?

"……I see."

Kuriyama Akiie stood up. She trusted the president's judgment.

"I still have work to do, so I'll take my leave now."

"Well, remember to pay more attention to the situation over there."

He gave an explanation.

"Hai!"

Click.

With the sound of the door closing, the middle-aged man stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

He took out his wallet and looked thoughtfully at the photo of the young man and woman who were smiling happily, and fell into a brief contemplation for a moment.

It’s been ten years, sister.

He sighed.

2/2

First of all, I wish you all a happy holiday in advance.

And then I did a self-reflection. In theory, once an update time is set, it should be adhered to to the end. As a result, delays have become commonplace, which is not good. Last night I wanted to write some drafts, but a friend came to my place to find me suddenly, and then dragged me out for dinner in the evening, and then... As expected, my sleep was bad, which directly led to the update time being delayed for so long today. I want to apologize to everyone who has been following the update. I'm sorry, this is where I didn't do well. Next, this volume will be coming to an end, and I will fix the update time as soon as possible, and I won't make everyone wait for updates like now.

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