My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 283 October Arrangements

"But it's hard to say. Ayumi-chan will probably mention it to you guys, or she might just be saying it casually." Shoko scooted over to sit down on the tatami next to Tsuna.

"That's true." Tsuna nodded, not knowing whether other things would come up later.

After all, it's been two months, so it's really hard to say what will happen then.

The two continued with their own things: Shoko was working on her unfinished illustrations, while the other was watching comedy variety shows.

Shoko, whose attention was frequently diverted, complained before he continued with what he hadn't finished.

The convenience store's awning was covered with dusty willow catkins, and when the automatic door opened and closed, a rush of cold air mixed with the salty smell of oden wafted out.

The middle school students changed into short-sleeved white shirts, two buttons on the collar were loose, and the backpack straps left dark water stains on their sweaty backs.

A primary school boy rolled up his yellow hat to use as a fan and squatted in the shadow of a vending machine, licking a melting soda.

A female track and field athlete in her gymnastics uniform jogged across the intersection, glistening beads of sweat dangling from the tips of her ponytails.

Thin blankets hung out to dry on the balconies of residential buildings, and the aroma of someone frying salmon wafted in the wind, mingling with the distant honking of tour bus horns.

"Shoko-chan! This is absolutely inside information, do you want to hear it?" Ayumi Ajitani excitedly returned to her seat, winking at Shoko.

This sentence successfully piqued the interest of the person sitting next to me who was looking at their phone.

For the past two weeks, life has been uneventful. He's even considering going to his old friend Deng to ask for some information about his firm to study.

Sales of the first volume of 'Anohana' are slowly increasing, and Jun Kazuno hasn't come to see him since last week; everything is progressing steadily.

Meanwhile, since the release of "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day," no one in the class has ever doubted that he is the author; however, there have been related posts online discussing who the author is.

However, it was just a simple discussion, and no one doubted that the author was Gao Yisheng.

"Ayumi-chan, are your eyes bothering you...?"

"I..." Ayumi Ajitani regained her original expression, and the excitement in her heart dissipated a bit because of her words. "I have some good news from the inside. Do you want to hear it?"

"Is it about the school festival in October and the school trip to Osaka?" Shoko asked in return.

"..."

"How did you know!?" Ayumi Ajitani exclaimed, but this time she couldn't get excited at all.

She originally wanted to see Shoko's excited or surprised expression...

"Because Miyamura told us about it yesterday at noon, but you hadn't come back from washing the lunch boxes yet."

At this moment, Takagi walked to the aisle to the left of the two of them, pulled up her chair and sat down: "We didn't really take it seriously, but looking at your expression just now, I think it must be true."

"..." Ayumi slowly turned her head to look at Tsuna, her face full of resentment as if she wanted to kill him with her eyes.

Tsuna shrugged: "I thought they told you yesterday."

Ayumi rolled her eyes, stopped looking at him, and continued to share the inside information she had overheard in the teachers' office with the two people beside her.

"I heard that we're going on a school trip to a hot spring inn for three days." Ayumi Ajitani regained her excitement and held up three fingers.

"Can we move around freely?"

"It's hard to say. For the safety of the students, it will probably only be limited to the area around the hot spring inn." Ayumi Ajiya shook her head, denying Shoko's question.

“A hot spring inn…” Tsuna muttered to himself, a bad feeling creeping over him… “The sports meet might be held in late September, or early November if not,” Ayumi Ajitani continued.

Ayumi Azurani didn't finish recounting the inside information she had overheard in the teachers' office until the bell rang for the last class, by which time she had already gathered a crowd of listeners.

"Let's call it a day, let's call it a day." Ayumi Ajitani waved her hand.

The audience members returned to their seats, satisfied, before the teacher entered the classroom.

After the teacher finished the opening remarks, Tsuna stared out the window and successfully drifted off into a daze, slowly processing the information that Ayumi Ajitani had just shared.

“Boom…boom…boom…!”

After the teacher said goodbye and left the classroom, Tsuna said goodbye to the others, picked up his schoolbag, and left the school.

I hopped on my motorcycle and, following the map in my mind, rode towards Futaba Publishing House.

Near the end of the school term, he received a LINE message from Jun Kazuno, asking him to go to Futaba Publishing House without explaining why.

However, he had nothing to do after school, so he went without thinking much about it.

After a journey of about twenty minutes, he parked his motorcycle downstairs at Shuangye Publishing House and glanced at the staff coming and going.

Looking at their lifeless faces, he could vaguely see what he would look like a few years from now.

Pulling myself out of my thoughts, I walked into the building quite naturally under the watchful eye of the security guard. Based on my memory, I took the elevator to the floor of Futaba Publishing House, greeted the security guard at the door, and went straight to Kazuno Jun's workstation.

"Sister Xiaoshun, what do you want from me?"

"Mr. Miyamura, the ending of the second volume of 'We Still Don't Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day'—"

Before she could finish speaking, Tsuna turned to leave, but she stopped him.

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business. Seriously, you're not like a high school student at all, you're so easily teased." Kazunari Jun ignored the speechless look on Tsuna's face and sighed softly.

"Is it about the second volume?" Tsuna asked as he followed her into the empty discussion room.

“Hmm.” Kazunori nodded, not surprised that he could guess. “It’s about discussing and revising the manuscript for the second volume, as well as confirming the binding and layout.”

The two then chatted in the discussion room for over an hour before leaving. When they left, Tsuna received a pendant made of a blade model from Kazuno.

"I've already thought it through. Once your book is published, I'll put this pendant on the official website and sell it. I don't even know how much I can make."

"..." Tsuna ignored her daydreaming, accepted the pendant, thanked her, and turned to leave.

By the time he picked up Shoko and got home, it was already past five o'clock. He also gave the razor blade pendant to Shoko.

After a bit of playful fighting, Shoko left his house. When she returned, the night was filled with stars, and the streetlights were all lit up.

"Tsuna, what do you think about me opening an account on 'Skeb' and posting illustrations of 'Anohana'?" Shoko suggested, suddenly sitting up from someone's bed.

Upon hearing this, Tsuna didn't immediately offer any advice, but instead first searched for the 'Skeb' she mentioned.

I learned that 'Skeb' is an illustration and design commission and submission platform where creators can publish their portfolios, accept paid commissions from users to customize content, and also supports anonymous submissions and commissions to protect privacy.

"Shouldn't it be on Pixiv too? You can take on those commissions and monetize them there, right?"

(End of this chapter)