Sumire Tohsaka

Gojo Satoru walked out of the apartment building alone, wrapping the bandages back on his eyes as he walked.

"The knot...is it over?" Yidizhi Jiegao asked tremblingly.

"Well, it's over."

Gojo Satoru showed a happy smile, and sat in the car door that Yidizhi opened for him.He leaned against the car window, resting his chin with one hand, and looked out the window boredly.

But... the abyss (ABYSS)?

In the world of abnormal people, there have been many legends about "other worlds".

The "devil world" where monsters keep secret.

The "root", "outside the world", and "the sea within the stars" pursued by magicians.

Even conjurers have their own secretly handed down... rumors about the "other world".

Among these rumors of "other worlds", "ABYSS" has always been the most mysterious and unpredictable.

What is there, no one knows.What it was like there, no one knew.No one knows how to get in there.

About "ABYSS", everything is unknown.So far, no one knows how to get to the "Abyss (ABYSS)".It is not even clear who entered the abyss.

But once in a while, very occasionally, there will be "people" who come back from "the Abyss (ABYSS)".

Without exception, those are no longer human.Has completely turned into something other than human beings—whether it is the body or the soul—all have been distorted out of shape.

It can even be said that it has completely deteriorated.

To put it bluntly, it is just a wriggling piece of meat.

Sakuragawa Liuhua said that there is a real "ABYSS" in Asahi Haruka's works.

"Once, when I was dying, I came into contact with the possibility (future) of 'Abyss (ABYSS)' very accidentally." The woman folded her shoulders, as if she was still trembling with it, "I didn't Can capture that possibility (future), but I see..."

What do you see?She didn't say.

But the madness pouring out of her eyes already explained everything.

Sakuragawa Rokka wants to kill herself by guiding and forcing Asahi Haruka to pull the "abyss (ABYSS)" Asahi Haruka saw into this reality in the form of an "imaginary monster".

For this purpose, she doesn't care no matter how many people are killed or what the consequences will be.

She has gone completely insane.Absolutely hopeless.

If she is allowed to live, she will definitely continue to do this, as long as she has a chance, she will never stop no matter what.

So Gojo Satoru killed her.

Sitting in the car on the return journey, Gojo Satoru casually opened the picture book that he was going to bring back to his family.

Has she witnessed the real "ABYSS"...?

It's really more interesting than he imagined...that kid.

He closed the picture book with a "snap", and threw it aside uninterestedly.

"However...it's really curious." He suddenly curled his lips, "The 'Wish' was suddenly lifted, how will Xiao Jin deal with the swarms of book fans? I really want to see what she is doing now. expression."

Mr. Yizhi, who was driving, shrank his neck.

Scum!There is no doubt about this person!The worst kind of scum!

And the unlucky guy who was dispelled by the bad young teacher from the magic suggestion (Wish), after finally finishing the long signing process, almost collapsed as soon as he was helped into the back seat of the car.

"What, is it hard?"

Amano Fumyang applied a towel wet with ice water to her forehead and cheeks, and took out the medicine from the medicine box that had been prepared in a familiar way.He has been her editor for more than three years, and he knows very well what medicine Tohsaka Jin often takes, and he always keeps it in the car.

After feeding her medicine with mineral water, Fumyang Amano laid her flat on the back seat, and took a soft pillow to cushion her trembling wrist.

"This is...Xiao Yuanzi's toy." Feeling dizzy the outline of the toy, Tohsaka Sumire said vaguely, "I remember she quite liked this."

"Yes. Yes." Amano Fumyang gently began to remove her makeup, "Yuanzi likes your picture books very much. I don't even remember how many books I bought for her... Come on, turn your head."

"yes."

The girl didn't make any jokes like "buying so many books for what to do and not to eat", she turned her head and let Amano Fumyang wipe off the extra exaggerated eye makeup on her eyelids, she closed her eyes and murmured Talking like a self-talk.

"Then next time I have to draw a separate story for Xiao Yuanzi."

"In that case, Toko will probably not be willing to eat it." Amano Fumyang threw aside the messy cleansing cotton, picked up a piece of make-up remover again, "Because she is my daughter, what can I do? She clearly distinguishes stories about eating, and stories about not being able to eat but showing to everyone.”

The Amano family has a secret.

They are a clan from Tono. In this mysterious land, countless monsters have been born, and the Amano clan are monsters that feed on "books".They eat human food as humans chew books, and eat books as humans enjoy real food.

But other than that, they are no different from humans.

It was a coincidence that Sumire Tohsaka would know this secret.It's just that one day when she was visiting her editor's house, she accidentally saw Fumyo Amano's only daughter Toko eating her picture book.The young child didn't know how to hide it yet, and when he panicked, he exposed the family secret to Sumire Tohsaka.

After that, Tohsaka Sumire, under the request of Xiao Yuanzi, has been helping her keep this secret.

It looks... It still looks like Fumyang Amano discovered it.

Stories that can be eaten, and stories that cannot be eaten...?

It is really Fumyo Amano's style to distinguish so clearly.

"My story, do you want to eat it too?" She asked suddenly.

"Well, every time I see the manuscript, I want to eat it, but I have been patient. Because it is for everyone to read, so I absolutely can't eat it." Fumyo Amano replied.

The makeup remover cotton was pressed on the girl's lips, and the vermilion lip gloss was wiped off.

Amano Fumyang lowered his eyes to look at her.

When girls of the same age are still content to open shelves of cosmetics and imitate magazine outfits, this child has become accustomed to gorgeous dresses, expensive jewelry, and extravagant cosmetics.In order to play "Asahi Haruka" well, she carefully studied makeup techniques and clothing, and has her own unique aesthetic.Just like her works, she has her own style early on.

"Speaking of which, your behavior today is a bit strange. Is it related to that man who suddenly appeared?" Amano Fumyang asked jokingly, "Boyfriend? Or suitor?"

"...just an adult with a bad taste."

Sumire Tohsaka frowned slightly.Based on Amano Fumyang's understanding of her, this child has always been a little too polite and thoughtful, and would make such an expression... He already hated that man very much.

"But I think he still cares about you." Amano Fumyang smiled.

"……I know."

Sumire Tohsaka sighed.After a moment, she repeated it again with a sigh.

"I know……"

"Okay, makeup removal is over. Xiaoyao is so tired, she probably won't take off her makeup properly when she goes back tonight. That's not okay, girls still have to cherish their appearance, it's rare to be so beautiful."

Fumyang Amano took another mask and put it on her before returning to the driver's seat to drive.Today he was also in charge of sending Sumire Tohsaka home, which was a special care for the frail writer as an editor.

"You obviously only care about my value as a writer, but you always act so considerate. In this kind of place, I don't know whether people should call you gentle or cold."

Sumire Tohsaka said lightly.

"But Xiaoyao won't be angry about it at all, will she?"

"I'm used to guys who are more excessive than you." The face of a certain priest with a disgusting smile flashed in front of my eyes, "I'm always surrounded by excessive men. If everyone is going to be angry... ...I can't be angry."

"That's really bad luck."

Amano Fumyang started the car, and amidst the noise of the engine, he heard a girl's raving voice from the back seat.

"However, there are good boys."

She gently raised her hand and covered her ears under her long hair.

"It's like a quiet and peaceful lake, calm and detached from everything. Just seeing him makes the world feel quiet...I like people like him very much."

"Sounds really good..."

Amano Fumyang also smiled.

"How about drawing a short story about 'first love' next time?"

The man who is realistic and obsessed with literature made such a suggestion in a second, completely ignoring the fragile and sensitive heart of the girl in love.

"...I don't want to talk to you for now, Editor Amano."

"Hahaha, but you and Ye Zi are actually a kind of writer."

In order not to bump into the people in the back seat, Fumyo Amano drove the car smoothly.

"If the critics hear this kind of words, they will probably think that there is something wrong with your brain, Mr. Amano."

Sumire Tohsaka was still lying on the back seat, tiredness flooded up like a tide, almost drowning her.

Yoko Sakurai, that is one of the writers in charge of Fumyo Amano, her debut work was adapted from her personal experience, based on the death of her parents丨in love, is a well-known "autobiographical" writer, Osamu Dazai or Duras that type.Asahi Haruka is a fantasy picture book writer, known for his unconstrained imagination.

A reality, a fantasy, no matter who it is, will not connect the two of them.

"No, I realized it the first time I saw your work."

Fumyo Amano used declarative sentences.

"Your works are essentially painted for 'dedicated to someone'. Although it is a fantasy, it is also something created with all your heart for someone."

He smiled and continued.

"It's just that I don't know who the person you want to satisfy is a specific person, or yourself who has been watching someone."

Sumire Tohsaka finally opened his eyes.

After a long time, she looked away.

"It's a story I want to give to my friends." She said softly, "If one day we can meet again... At least I want to give her this fantasy—to give them."

I want to give it to my friends who have been with me all the time, to them who can no longer even dream... such a simple dream.

"At least let them see such a fantasy. This is my dream."

"That's it." Amano Fumyo said, "Dreams are good, but don't stare at the abyss for too long, you will be confused by the abyss, and maybe you will be taken away by the abyss in the end."

"Are you concerned about my mental health?" Sumire Tohsaka closed her eyes again.

"Of course, if you can't draw picture books anymore, both me and your readers will be distressed." He paused for a few seconds and added, "Yuko will cry too."

"I often feel... Editor Amano, you are actually some kind of demon."

A reminder of a demon or something?Or the realization of something like the reader's curse?

"Hahahaha, nothing like that."

He laughed.

"I am a monster, a monster who loves books."

"..."

Sumire Tohsaka didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"However, the response to today's signing will be very good."

Amano Fumyang sighed.

"Even the commodity public prefers something more real...Maybe that man did you a big favor, Xiaoyao. How about using 'the contrast between the work and the real one' as a selling point from now on?"

"I reject."