I Won't Be a Loser

"No, it's not. It's just that on the street, I encountered some scenes similar to those in the book, and added the gossip and gossip I heard in school on weekdays, so I came up with the idea of ​​this work and created it. May I ask What's the problem?"

Facing the confused young man, Mari Fuzeoka slowly shook her head. She didn't have any problem with this work, but she had some doubts about the young man sitting opposite her.

Originally, the boy who thought he was a genius was a rare existence, but he never thought that he would meet such a person.

"No problem. Judging from this manuscript, it can be seen that you have experienced some difficulties when creating this work...Well, the content of this work is very good."

"Thanks, so, about publishing?"

"Publishing is not a big problem, it just takes some time, and I have to discuss it with the editor-in-chief of the publishing house and some...others, and I can't give an answer right away."

"I understand."

It was impossible for the other party to make a decision immediately. The answer from Miss Fukaoka was completely within the sage's expectation, and he was not surprised at all. He sat there quietly, and his calm reaction made Feng Gangmari was a little surprised.

"that........"

"Ok?"

Looking at the calm young man named Miyamizu, Fuzeoka Mari felt that he was acting a little differently than usual, calmed down his unexpected mood, and asked a more concerned question.

"There is a question that I am more concerned about. Of course, I don't need to answer it. It is just my personal curiosity. Why not submit such works to other publishing houses? Large publishing houses such as Kodansha and Shueisha, I’m sure you’d be happy to accept your work, why did you choose us to open Sakura Club?”

It was almost a routine question when facing a newcomer. The sage seemed to have heard someone ask him this question somewhere before. After thinking about it, he gave his own answer.

"Probably just happened to have your business card?"

"business card?"

"Qingpu Wu is my neighbor. After knowing what I was creating, she gave me the business card of Ms. Fenggang. I'm sorry, I haven't said this before."

"So it's like this, Miss Qingpu? It's okay, it's better to say that it's like this, but it helped me a lot. I understand. Then, I'll go and make a copy of the manuscript. Please wait a moment."

Sage nodded, watching Mari Fuzeoka stand up, left the conference room, sat in the conference room and waited quietly.

About 10 to [-] minutes later, Fuzeoka Mari appeared in the conference room again, handed the sage's manuscript back to him, and told him that he would reply as soon as possible.

"I will immediately discuss with the editor-in-chief about Miyazui-kun's work, please wait patiently, I believe the editor-in-chief will agree with such an excellent work."

"I understand, then, I will take my leave first."

The two stood up, bowed to each other politely, and then left the conference room. The sage left the Kaiying Club, went to the nearby commercial street alone, found an izakaya at random, and sat down. Ordered some dishes.

From noon to the afternoon, for about three hours, he drank a glass of water without eating anything. He was already starving.

There was no one in the store, and he was the only customer.

After simply filling his stomach, the sage paid the bill and returned to his apartment.

He was also a sage who felt a little tired. When he came to Qingpu's house, he didn't have too many worries when he saw that he was with the world of Xiyuan Temple. Sit down.

"Did something happen?"

The moment he was hugged by the sage, he raised his head and looked up at the sage with some confusion.

"No, it's nothing. I'm just a little tired. Well, I can't say it's nothing."

He subconsciously replied that there was nothing to do, and after a while, he recalled what he had done today, and the sage felt that it was nothing to do.

It's just that I just went to have a brief chat with the other party today, and the matter of publishing has not been completely finalized, it seems that there is no need to tell Setsuna and the world?

"However, it has not been confirmed for the time being. I will tell you when the matter is confirmed."

Curiosity arose from the bottom of my heart all of a sudden, Xiyuan Temple World looked at the sage with some confusion, not knowing what he was talking about, and looked at Setsuna, but on Setsuna's face, he saw the thoughtful expression on his face. The expression seemed to be clear about what was going on, and he was a little concerned in his heart.

"whats the matter?"

"Well, the writing of the book was almost completed a while ago, and I'm thinking about how to publish it recently."

"Published? Writer?"

"You have to be published to be considered a writer, and you can't be considered a writer now."

After answering the question of Xiyuan Temple World, the sage sat on the sofa, and his legs kicked involuntarily. The moment he sat on his lap, his body also rose and fell. Xiyuan Temple World.

The world of Xiyuan Temple, which is still attracted by the words "publishing" and "writer" and has not noticed the eyes of the sage, has begun to think about once the sage becomes a writer.

"Will there be an interview?"

"Maybe there will be, or maybe not. It depends on when someone is willing to buy and read my book."

"What's the name?"

"I haven't decided yet. Although I have already thought about the name, I still have to discuss it with the publisher when I get the time."

"Can't you be sure?"

"It depends on the intention of the publishing house. Once the publication is confirmed, it is a matter closely related to the publishing house. It is impossible for the other party to not interfere with anything. The treatment of newcomers is still the treatment of newcomers without awards, but it is not much better. .”

"That's it."

A dazed expression appeared on Xiyuan Temple World's face. She didn't know much about this aspect, and thought that what the writer said was what she said, but she didn't expect that there were so many ways in it.

I was also a little curious about this moment, and the questions I wanted to ask were all answered through Xiyuan Temple World. I sat quietly on the sage's lap, thinking about how much I should buy once the sage's book is successfully published. This support is more suitable...

Leaving Qingpu's house at night, while walking on the road, the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed.

Picking it up and taking a look, I found that it was a call from Fuzeoka Mari.

"Miyasui-kun?"

"Miss Fuzeoka, what's the matter?"

"I'm sorry to call you at this time. Do you have time now? Is it convenient to talk about something?"

"Of course, is it about the work?"

Fuoka Asari, who was still sitting in his office, was also slowly relieved when he heard the sage's answer, and took a sip of the coffee in front of him.

"Well, because it's a fairly mature work, after the editor-in-chief read it, he also felt that there was nothing wrong with it. There is nothing special that needs to be revised. Let me chat with you about the contract. Do you have time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? "

"I have time tomorrow, the day after tomorrow..."

"By the way, you are still a student, and you still have to go to school the day after tomorrow, so tomorrow afternoon, come to the publishing house again. I will prepare the contract tonight, and come tomorrow to confirm the contract."

"I understand."

"Then, that's it, I won't disturb your rest."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone and getting the news of his own publication from Fuzeoka Mari, the sage couldn't help showing a slight smile on his face, silently put his mobile phone into his pocket, and pursed his lips , chuckled and returned to his apartment.

Lying on his own bed to rest at night, the sage had a rare dream.

In the early morning, I woke up with refreshing eyes, looked at the drawn gauze curtain, got up and sat on the edge of the bed, came to my window, looked at the scenery outside the window, let out a long breath, and silently moved towards the window. Go to the bathroom.

Washing up as usual, preparing your own breakfast, sitting in your own room, not knowing what to do, the sage who still has things to deal with in the afternoon, just sat in the room for a while, and then went out early went.

When he came to the manga coffee shop he had been to twice, he stood at the door and watched for a while, wondering if the girl was still here.

"In terms of time, it is time to rest, but people don't know if it is still there."

After standing at the door for a while, he stepped into the store. He did not open a private room after paying. He chose a secluded place in the hall alone, picked up two comics, and read them quietly.

After sitting until noon, the time is almost up. In the afternoon, I will go directly to the publishing house, negotiate the specific content, and then I can go home and rest, waiting for the news of the publication.

'No, when the time comes, there will be many things that need to be negotiated. '

Looking at the comics in his hands related to the comics industry, the sage couldn't help thinking about the things he published from some of the plots, and couldn't help closing his eyes and thinking.

"Ah, that, Miyamizu-kun?"

The girl's voice rang in his ears, and the wise man who was thinking about the problem slowly opened his eyes and saw the girl who appeared in front of him.

Mito evening song.

The girl who he regarded as a prototype and inspired him to create.

"Yes, Mito, right?"

"Just call me Xige, I didn't expect to meet Gongshui-kun here."

Seeing the girl again, the sage was also a little surprised. He was just trying his luck, but he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that he happened to meet this girl.

He casually closed the manga in his hand, and looked at the girl with a slight smile on his face.

"I was also a little surprised. It's just that I just wanted to try my luck. I didn't expect to see you again."

"Find me?"

"Because I don't know about you, and I don't know when I will meet you, so, judging by your appearance, didn't you have a good rest last night?"

The girl had thick dark circles around her eyes, which made the sage a little concerned.

"Because it was the night shift, the original job didn't have enough income, so I took a few more part-time jobs. I thought about using my body...but I met Miyazui-kun at the beginning. , let me give up."

The long-haired girl came to the wise man.

"Can I sit here?"

"of course."

Seeing that the sage had no objections, the girl smiled and sat down next to the sage.

The moment he sat down next to the sage, Mito Yuka felt that his whole body became much more relaxed, and approached him, but kept the last little distance.

"Is today also a holiday?"

"Well, I'm going out alone to relax. I don't have anything to do for the time being. I just come here to have a look and kill some time."

"comics."

"I didn't know what to read, so I randomly picked two books from the bookshelf. Have you read them?"

"No, I don't usually have much time to read manga, and occasionally I read shoujo manga."

Mito Yuka looked at the manga placed in front of the sage. She looked familiar and seemed to have seen it before, but she didn't take it down and read it.

"The comics that tell about comics are quite professional. People who are interested in the comics industry can read them."

"Miyasui-kun yearns for the manga industry?"

Mito Yuka was a little surprised when he heard the answer from the sage. He glanced at the sage and thought that the sage had some expectations for the comics industry.

"Comics? No, although I have some basic knowledge, I don't have much talent in this area, so becoming a cartoonist and a practitioner in the comics industry feels hopeless, or now... Well, I’m still a student now, and the future depends on future development.”

"In the future?"