Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Amemiya Ayana hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question.

[Just now, you said you were thinking about something. Are you thinking about the time to meet with the editor? ]

In fact, she shouldn't have asked this question.

But she still couldn't help but asked.

[When considering why relativity and quantum mechanics are mutually exclusive, what is the cause of the Fermi paradox, will our universe be destroyed by the Big Rip or heat death, what is the meaning of human existence, and what is the ultimate answer in the end]

【…? 】

[Yes, I am considering the time of meeting]

Watanabe Yuya stopped joking and spoke the truth straight away.

[Then let’s do it at 4pm. I’ll pick you up then and we can go check out the house. The time is just right.]

Ayana Amamiya has calculated the time.

After looking at the house, they could also have dinner.

[Alright, where is that house located? ]

[It is in Bunkyo District, a little further away from Yaleju where you live now, and not that close to the subway station, but the environment is much better]

At least she felt very satisfied.

【ok】

[Then, contact tomorrow]

【OK】

Amamiya Ayana blinked her long eyelashes.

She told a little lie.

I sent an emoji.

【(￣o￣). z Z】

The message showed as read, and the two words she wanted to see came into her eyes.

【Good night】

Exit the chat with Ayana Amamiya.

Watanabe Yu opened the chat interface with Kuriyama Akiie and typed two lines of text.

[Sorry, Editor Kuriyama kept you waiting for a while]

[Regarding the meeting time, let’s meet at the coffee shop downstairs from Akiba Bookstore at 4pm. Is that okay? ]

About half a minute later, the message showed that it had been read, and the reply came as expected.

[No problem, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Watanabe]

*

Inside an apartment in Chiyoda Ward.

Kuriyama Akie heaved a long sigh and looked at the in-depth cooperation agreement in her hand, and was speechless for a moment.

She hasn't figured out how to tell Watanabe tomorrow.

Oh, forget it, never mind!

She ruffled her hair and turned off her laptop.

She hasn't had a morning nap for five days in a row.

Today, she wants to reward herself by going to bed early.

I'll leave tomorrow's affairs to you.

——Come on, my future self!

Today, I will lie down first.

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Chapter 63 Experience life?

The next day, at 3:55 p.m.

There was no sign of this drizzle stopping, and it even seemed to be getting heavier.

In the coffee shop outside Akiba Bookstore, Watanabe Yu, who was sitting by the window, looked out the window.

The street scene outside the window was reflected in his eyes.

As the rain continued to fall, the cars in the lane were forced to slow down.

On the street, passers-by holding umbrellas walked hurriedly, and the rain fell on the umbrellas, making a dense dripping sound.

The sound of rain drowned out the music on the shopping street and blurred the store windows across the street.

hum.

His cell phone, which was placed on the coffee table, suddenly vibrated.

Have you met the editor?

The news from the Saint Miss seemed to arrive just as promised.

[Not yet. Isn’t the agreed time four o’clock?]

[…That’s right. I’ll be leaving in about five minutes.]

【it is good】

After turning off his phone, Watanabe Yu raised his eyebrows and looked towards the aisle outside the booth.

A figure appeared there at some point.

What does it mean when you mention Cao Cao, he will appear?

Akie Kuriyama was still dressed in the same standard outfit as that day, a shirt, a suit jacket, neat matching trousers, and high heels.

The whole person looks neat and tidy.

It was the rain on her hair that revealed that she seemed to have left in a hurry just now.

"Editor Kuriyama."

"Teacher Watanabe, I'm sorry, I'm late again."

Just like she did back then, Kuriyama Akiie chose to apologize without hesitation.

"Our appointment is at four o'clock, and it's not time yet."

Watanabe Yu reminded her in a gentle tone.

It wasn't that she was late, it was just that he had the habit of arriving early.

"I should have been there fifteen minutes earlier."

Kuriyama Akiie lowered her eyebrows, obviously misunderstanding what Watanabe Yu meant.

"…Don't think too much about it. What I mean is that you are not late, it's just that I arrived early."

Watanabe Yu sighed in his heart and began to explain.

BYD, why is communication so tiring?

"Hai"

Fortunately, Kuriyama Akie did not dwell on this topic any further.

She nodded obediently, walked into the booth, put the umbrella next to the seat, and sat opposite Watanabe Yu.

She had already placed her order at the front desk.

So you don't need to worry about being disturbed by waiters in the short term.

"Just like before, let's get straight to the point, is that ok with you, Mr. Watanabe?"

Kuriyama Akiie gave Watanabe Yu an inquiring look.

"no problem."

He was too lazy to correct the other party's cautious attitude.

"First of all, congratulations to Mr. Watanabe for the great success of Norwegian Wood."

Akie Kuriyama also seemed to be aware of this problem.

She coughed lightly, adjusted her tone, and spoke in a more natural voice, "As of four days ago, the first batch of 35,000 copies has been sold out.

“Currently, many bookstores have placed large purchase orders with the book club.

“On all major social media platforms, Norwegian Wood has received overwhelmingly positive reviews.

“Of course, there are some negative reviews.

“But most of those ‘bad reviews’ were dissatisfied with the fate of the two female protagonists.

“They felt that Midori shouldn’t have ended like that.

"Then there was...

Speaking of this, Kuriyama Akiie's expression suddenly became complicated.

"And then?"

Watanabe Yu asked this question in cooperation.

"A few days ago, the enthusiasm for the plot was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm for reprinting."

Kuriyama Akie's tone was a little subtle.

She initially thought that 35,000 volumes would last at least ten days.

As a result, the reputation of "Norwegian Wood" began to reverse, and in less than half a day, or to be precise, at ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, the stocks in major bookstores, including warehouses, were sold out.

Then, the president’s phone started to ring non-stop.

Everyone in the book club was very anxious, and the president made several phone calls in a row.

Only then did we catch up with the printing issue and prevent the online "condemnation" from getting louder.

"Um, how many copies do you plan to print for the reprint?"

Watanabe Yu asked.

In his impression, "Norwegian Wood" sold millions of copies in Japan.

“The initial plan was to print 150,000 copies, and all of them have been printed now.”

Kuriyama Akie gave a frank answer.

In fact, the president originally planned to reprint 300,000 copies, but was persuaded by others.

Everyone knows.

Yes, now the sales of "Norwegian Wood" have started to snowball, and it is obvious that it will sell well.

But you can't print too much at once, just a little more than the bestsellers will be fine.

By then, depending on the sales speed, we will have time to print more copies.

The president took a step back, thinking that what the editor said made sense.

The number of reprints was taken as a middle value, 150,000 copies.

"Ah."

Watanabe Yu nodded.

"The bookstore's reader mailbox has received quite a lot of letters from readers."

Kuriyama Akie looked at Watanabe Yuu.