My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 332 General Arrangement
In the backstage lounge, most of the students who were interested in light novels took out their phones to check the latest news from Futaba Publishing after hearing what Linzi said.

"Ayumi, do you think Miyamura's latest book might be a romance?" Neighbor asked, swiping her thumb across the comments on the screen without looking up.

Ayumi Ajitani stared at the teaser poster drawn by Shoko, hesitated, and nodded: "I... I guess so..."

She heard a little bit of information from Miyamura at the gathering, but she was still not quite sure.

After all, the two books written by Miyamura both ended in regret, so what if this one also ended in regret?
"Futaba Publishing also said that the trailer for 'I Want to Eat Your Pancreas' will be released in two parts, with the synopsis not being released until next month. We'll have to wait a while~"

The neighbor said, leaning back lazily in her chair, drawing out the last "lou~". She then turned to Ayumi Ajitani, who was sitting next to her, and asked:
"Youth healing genre, Ayumi, do you remember what kind of genre 'Anohana' belongs to?"

"I forgot, it seems to be a healing type too, right?" Ayumi Ajitani shook her head, her gaze falling on the highly-rated comments on the post.

"..."

The neighbor gave Ayumi a strange look, then said nothing more. She was now hesitant about whether to buy the new book...

Tsuna briefly replied to Kazuno Jun before closing his eyes to rest, showing little interest in the discussions about the new book among those around him.

Because most of the time, a curse word would suddenly pop out in the middle of a conversation...

"Tsuna, Tsuna... wake up, it's time to take a group photo."

He groggily opened his eyes and instinctively reached for his phone to unlock it and check the time.

"..."

Tsuna, his eyes half-closed and still sleepy, rubbed them with one hand while lightly slapping away the groping hands that were trying to grope him with the other. He muttered to himself with a hint of helplessness:

"It's only been a dozen minutes, hasn't it?"

“That’ll be soon,” Shoko said, rubbing the back of her hand and smiling. “It’ll be over after Takagi-chan and the others finish their last act on stage.”

"Miyamura, is there anywhere you'd like to go after this is over?"

At that moment, Nishikata, carrying his conspicuous pink pig head mask, plopped down in the empty seat next to Tsuna and casually asked.

"I'm going to find Ayumi-chan, you guys chat." Shoko said, her gaze already catching sight of Ayumi Ajitani not far away, and she got up and walked towards her.

"After lunch, I plan to go back and take a nap. As for the afternoon..."

After she walked away, Tsuna covered his mouth and yawned widely, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes: "Sorry, I have an appointment this afternoon."

It will end around 11:30. After that, I'll meet up with my mom outside, have lunch, and then go back to sleep. I'll come back around 2:30 in the afternoon.

Gang silently made plans in his mind.

Are you planning to go back at noon?

"It's so hot at noon, you'll be drenched in sweat after just a few steps, you're not still planning to go shopping, are you?"

"That's high—"

"If you're planning to ask Takagi about her lunch plans, they're pretty much the same as mine," Tsuna interrupted, wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Huh...? You—"

"Shoko told me, but your plans to visit the school festival today might fall through," Tsuna said lazily, leaning back in his chair.
"Of course, if you can squeeze into the line of two girls this afternoon, then disregard what I said."

"Snapped……"

He got stuck in his throat several times, and Nishikata couldn't help but glare at him, then slapped him on the arm.

However, since he had already said that, Nishikata could only purse his lips and drop the subject.

As the two chatted, the voice of the narrator on stage rang out again.

The people who were just scattered in the rest area suddenly stood up and rushed towards the passageway leading to the stage without needing any prompting from Ms. Nanase. Shoko and Ayumi Ajitani were chatting happily when they caught a glimpse of a blue figure entering the dressing room out of the corner of their eye. Curious, they turned around and saw who it was.

"Yumesa-nee?"

Although she had already made up her mind, she still called out his name to confirm.

"Ok?"

As Koyama Yumesa followed the signs into the lounge, she heard her name called and stopped in confusion, turning her head to look for the source of the sound.

When she saw the person clearly, her eyes lit up.

Before she could walk over, Shoko pulled Ayumi Ajitani forward.

"Yumesae-nee, what brings you here? You're not the professional photographer Ayumi-chan hired, are you?"

Koyama Yumesae nodded confidently, acknowledging Shoko's praise. She casually picked up the camera hanging around her neck and waved it gently at Shoko.

After greeting the two people in front of her, Koyama Yumesae looked Shoko up and down with great interest:
"Shoko, you're not dressed up as the Big Bad Wolf from Little Red Riding Hood today, are you?"

Putting everything else aside, with Shoko's face, the first impression she gives is cuteness. She even considered asking her to take some photos with her after the shoot...

"No, it's the Big Bad Wolf from Snow White."

"The Big Bad Wolf from Snow White?" Koyama Yumesae was dumbfounded and muttered to herself.

"Isn't the story of Snow White just about seven dwarfs and a silly princess? Where did the wolf come from...?"

"What did you say, Yumesa-nee?"

"N-nothing... Oh, right!" Meeting Shoko's curious gaze, Koyama Yumesae quickly changed the subject: "Shoko, where's that brat?"

As she spoke, her gaze swept around Shoko in all directions, but she couldn't find anyone.

"That brat is behind you."

Tsuna's calm voice sounded behind Koyama Yumesae, and he looked at Shoko's suppressed laughter with a hint of helplessness.

"hiss……"

Koyama Yumesae turned around at the sound, only to meet the speechless look in Tsuna's eyes.

However, her attention was now drawn to his outfit, and she curiously glanced at him from head to toe:
"Are you dressed like...? A prince from the Western Middle Ages?"

As she spoke, her 'occupational habit' of the past ten years seemed to be triggered, and her hand naturally reached for the camera around her neck, as if she was about to raise it and snap a few pictures of A-Gang.

"Let's go, Mengsai-jie, sit down for a while. It'll be another ten minutes or so before it's over."

As if sensing her thoughts, A-Gang promptly interrupted her attempt to take a picture.

After exchanging greetings, he immediately turned around and walked back to his original spot.

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"And so, the wicked queen was punished by Snow White, and the seven dwarfs and the prince lived happily ever after."

"Bah bang bang...!"

As the narration ended, the curtain slowly closed, and Ms. Nanase, in the backstage dressing room, clapped her hands vigorously, drawing everyone's attention, and announced loudly:
"Everyone, go to the stage now. We'll take a group photo and then we'll disperse."

After saying that, Ms. Nanase turned around and walked into the passageway first.

(End of this chapter)