My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 304, Chapter 303: What if they come knocking on our door?
“...just a little bit more…” Shoko stammered, raising her hand to show a slit.

"Just a little bit more?" Tsuna wasn't buying it at all and pressed on, "How much is 'just a little bit more'? How many pages have you finished?"

"Just...just...just a little bit"

Shoko's voice trailed off, her head lowering as she spoke. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.

"Tsuna, I forgot how to draw those poses and movements from this afternoon. Could you come again tomorrow?"

"Don't even think about it." Tsuna poked her fair forehead and said bluntly, "Besides, you secretly took pictures of me this afternoon, and I haven't even said anything to you yet. Now you're bringing it up—"

"Hey hey...!"

Before he could finish speaking, Shoko quickly covered his mouth, glanced at the living room door, and only after confirming that there was no movement did she release her hand and let out a long breath.

"What do you mean by secretly filming you? That's slander! I'll tell my godmother if you're not careful!" Shoko put her hands on her hips, her tone carrying a hint of threat.

"tell me what?"

"!"

Shoko stiffly turned her head to look at Miyamura Shizuka, who had appeared at the entrance of the living room at some point, and asked in a weak voice, "God... Godmother, when did you get here?"

She would never dare to tell Aunt Miyamura; she didn't want a third person to know about this.

"What just happened?" Shizuka Miyamura sat down on the sofa, looking puzzled. "What did you just say about slander? Was Tsuna being bullied?"

"No, no," Shoko shook her head repeatedly in denial.

Unlike the two who were still chatting, Tsuna got up and ran away, not giving Miyamura Shizuka any chance to teach him a lesson or ask questions.

At this moment, he knew that his mother was definitely on Shoko's side, so running away was the right thing to do.

"..."

"Tsuna, wait for me!"

"Godmother, I'm going upstairs to draw illustrations with Tsuna first." Shoko picked up her tablet, waved to Shizuka Miyamura, and before she could get a response, she hurriedly tiptoed to catch up with someone.

"These two children..." Shizuka Miyamura watched the two leave the living room, and only after a long while did she turn her gaze away.

-

In a rented room on Shuangye Street, raindrops pattered against the window.

Menma!

"My Menma!"

Compared to the early morning, the cramped and messy rented room now had several crumpled pieces of paper scattered on the floor.

"Ring...ring...ring...!"

Hiiragi Hashirama's nose turned red, and he shifted his gaze from the tear-stained book in front of him to his phone, where he saw that it was a call from his colleague and good friend from the sushi restaurant.

Without hesitation, I hung up.

"bell………"

"What's wrong, Tanaka?" Hiiragihashi's tone was slightly impatient.

"I just wanted to call and check on you since you took the day off."

"Is there anything you can't ask about on LINE?" Hiiragi was speechless. The mood she had just gotten into watching "Anohana" had dissipated by his words.

"Where can you find the same level of care on LINE as when I call you directly?"

"..."

"Beep beep beep..."

"So touching?" The boy called Tanaka looked at the phone that had been hung up, pursed his lips, put away his phone, and went back to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Hiiragi Hashi, who had hung up the phone, immediately put it on silent and continued reading the second volume of 'Anohana', which still had a few pages left.

Not long after, another negative comment appeared under Tsuna's Twitter account.

[Miyamura, you old bastard! Give me back Menma and my day off! (Japanese swear words)]

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"Tsuna, is this really a good idea? Won't they come knocking on our door?" Shoko looked at the strange actions of the person next to her, feeling a little worried and hesitant.

"It's alright, this is just to appease those readers who are losing their tempers," Tsuna said with a light laugh, waving his hand.

"..."

Seeing that Shoko was no longer stopping him, Tsuna decisively posted a smug anime emoticon on Twitter, and within ten minutes, the latest post had dozens more comments.

Most people are concerned about physical health, while a small number want to express their feelings and inquire about addresses to send gifts.

Shoko looked at the person with such a wicked sense of humor, shook her head helplessly, and continued drawing her unfinished commission.

“Oh, right!” Shoko suddenly looked up at Tsuna, and the illustration on the tablet even had a few more strokes added because of her sudden movement: “Tsuna, I suddenly thought of something.”

"What?"

Shoko asked worriedly, "Ayumi and the others haven't finished reading the second volume yet. What will we do when they finish reading it and come looking for us?"

He hesitated for a moment, "Good question. I don't know either, but they probably won't do anything. At most, they'll just ask for a refund..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Shoko stopped asking questions and she and Tsuna got busy with their own work. It had been almost half a month since the illustration commission was received, and they could speed things up and submit the manuscripts soon.

There are still things Tsuna asked me to do, and most importantly, school starts soon and I won't have much time left.

Tsuna then started checking the book 'I Want to Eat Your Pancreas' for typos and other errors.

This time, he wanted to send the entire book directly to Futaba Publishing House, cutting it down to the last volume, instead of splitting it into two parts like 'Anohana'.

At the same time, he had also planned in his mind to release "Your Lie in April" in February of next year, and give Futaba Publishing House two months to prepare it, so that it could be released in early April.

-

Two days passed slowly, and the cooling effect brought by the heavy rain two days ago lost its effect by noon the next day.

"Tsuna, have you asked about the sales of the second volume of 'Anohana' these past few days?"

Shoko sat on a brown bench in the park, staring curiously at the person next to her who was constantly rubbing Hachiko's head.

"No, I haven't been paying attention to this issue these past couple of days." Tsuna stopped what he was doing, shook his head, and said, "There are more and more comments on Twitter, and I'm even thinking of banning them."

"If you're curious, you can just take my phone and ask Sister Xiaoshun."

“Okay.” Shoko didn’t hesitate. She reached into his pocket, took out her phone, and immediately sent a message to Kazuno Jun on LINE.

The park was filled with the stench of mud mixed with the scent of grass, and the crevices of the rocks smelled musty from the moss.

The cicadas chirped incessantly, like rusty springs creaking, while the fountain nearby emitted the gurgling sound of circulating water.

"Have Takagi and the class president said anything these past two days?" Seeing that she was staring at him without saying anything, he asked in confusion.

Shoko shook her head: "No, everything is so normal it's almost abnormal. Logically speaking, they shouldn't have had to work part-time like Nishikata, so they should have finished watching it a long time ago."

"Never mind, these things aren't important." Tsuna stood up, brushed the invisible dust off his pants, and extended his right hand towards Shoko:

"Let's go, Shoko. Let's take Hachiko for a walk around the neighborhood while the sun isn't too strong yet."

Hachiko wagged its tail, silently waiting for the two to interact.

(End of this chapter)