My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 393 Suzuki On in Shock

On a corner of the table, a few slender, unopened flower buds are casually inserted into a celadon vase, adding a touch of liveliness.

"Hasn't Mr. Miyamura arrived yet?"

Suzuki On looked left and right. She never expected to be the first to arrive. Moreover, she had almost gotten used to cursing people over the past month, and the word "thief" almost slipped out of her mouth.

"They're on their way, aren't they?"

Kazuno Jun wanted to send a message to Tsuna to remind him, but after thinking about it, he held back.

After waiting for a while, the other authors arrived one after another, and almost all of them were young faces.

It didn't feel like a dinner party for the authors; it felt more like a reunion of classmates who had graduated from university not long ago.

Kazuno Jun sat among them, her experience itself acting as a silent signal, attracting manuscripts, most of which came from young authors.

A few minutes later, Tsuna also arrived at this secluded little space, led by the shop assistant.

He gave a perfunctory nod to everyone present, then casually found an empty seat and sat down, completely unaware of the signal from Kazuno Jun.

Apart from Kazunori Jun, the other four authors who arrived earlier all looked at Tsuna with the same surprise and astonishment!

I really didn't expect that Sister Xiaoshun would have such a young author under her wing!
Suzuki On was even more stunned, completely frozen on the spot, her small mouth slightly open, forgetting to swallow the soft, mushy orange she was chewing.

She had met this person not long ago! She had even told Banran that she had encountered a very handsome guy in the elevator!

Later, by chance, they learned that the other party was the biological son of President Miyamura! The future son-in-law of the former Minister Nishimiya!

Kazuno calmly observed the various expressions on everyone's faces, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction that he couldn't quite put his finger on, along with a slight feeling of comfort.

"Xiao Wen."

Seeing Suzuki On's dazed expression beside him, Kazunori chuckled mischievously, leaned closer, and said in a low voice:

"Weren't you just asking which one was Miyamura? How about I 'accidentally' give you a hint?"

After saying that, he winked mischievously at her.

"...!"

The warm breeze beside her ear had just brought Suzuki On back to her senses, and she had just subconsciously chewed on the orange in her mouth when she belatedly froze again.

Miyamura and that old scoundrel Miyamura—putting aside the old scoundrel, the answer is already quite obvious!

If she were still at the firm, she wouldn't be able to connect these two people even if she racked her brains! But things are completely different now!

"Hey, say something!" Kazunari leaned closer, almost whispering in his ear: "Just nod, and I'll point it out to you right away!"

After a few seconds, Suzuki Atsushi remained unresponsive, like a puppet with its strings cut.

Kazun tilted his head and examined her blank little face, his fingers involuntarily lifting slightly, as if he wanted to try pinching her philtrum...

Suzuki On couldn't hear anything right now; two images kept playing in his mind and wouldn't go away.

First, when she gets back, Banran will definitely mimic the tone of the voice and say, "Oh~ who said they were going to beat up Miyamura-sensei when they saw him?"

Secondly, there was the boast he had made a month ago, vowing to "beat up that old thief Miyamura."

.........

Unlike the gradually quieting atmosphere across from him, as soon as Tsuna casually sat down, a slightly chubby young man in the corner couldn't contain himself and eagerly moved closer.

"Dude, are you still in college?"

Gang glanced at him and shook his head: "No, I've been working for a few years now. I just look younger."

"Uh..." The boy carefully examined his face, and considering his voice, there was no indication that he had been 'strong' by society.

"You...you don't look...like it at all..."

“Oh,” Tsuna replied quite naturally, meeting his speechless expression, as if stating a fact:
"Mainly because I was spotted by a rich woman right after graduating from university, skipping the social practice stage, so I'm more youthful and look younger."

After hearing this, the slightly chubby boy didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled at Tsuna with a speechless yet seemingly understanding expression, and then silently moved back to his seat.

Several boys who had been listening intently also turned their attention away, exchanging speechless glances.

Their faces were full of so many things to complain about that they didn't know where to start, so they had to hold it in.

"puff……"

Kazuno, who was eavesdropping on the other side, almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but he covered his mouth in advance.

But then she thought about it again and realized that what Tsuna said... actually made a bit of a point by accident!
At the current rate at which Tsuna publishes books, if he always insists on having Shoko draw the illustrations, then Shoko will definitely be a cash cow after he graduates from university!
Let Shoko 'keep' him, that would be perfectly fine!
Of course, this is all predicated on selectively ignoring the fact that this guy will eventually become an 'ordinary person' with assets exceeding 100 million...

A minute or two later, one or two more authors arrived.

Tsuna remained quietly drinking water in his seat throughout, but he always felt a faint, persistent gaze upon him.

He glanced around but didn't find anything unusual, so he didn't bother to investigate further. He figured he'd leave after finishing his meal anyway, and being looked at a few more times wouldn't hurt him.

Kazun glanced at his phone and saw that several people had suddenly been unable to come. He then silently counted the number of people and, once everyone was present, asked the chef to start grilling the food that had been ordered in advance.

…………

"Sister Xiaoshun..."

While waiting for the food, a girl eagerly approached Kazuno and whispered in his ear:

"Who is Ms. Miyamura? Can you tell me?"

With this casual question, Kazeno Jun immediately saw through the girl's little scheme.

Getting to know Mr. Miyamura is a sure win!
With his current fame as a novelist, all he needs to do is mention his own book title in the new book, or retweet it to promote it on Twitter...

That's practically free massive traffic, a pure profit-making deal!

Many authors shared the same thought; apart from Suzuki On, who was already aware of it, it can be said that almost everyone harbored this ulterior motive.

Not to mention, one or two of them came to the meeting today with the core goal of getting to know Mr. Miyamura.

"I promised him I wouldn't tell him before I came, so sorry!"

Kazun shook his head helplessly, but slowly used his chopsticks to stir the fried peanuts on the plate.

That tiny movement ensured that the tip of her chopsticks, protruding from between her fingers, pointed precisely in Tsuna's direction:

"However... if you find him with your own eyesight, then I can only say you're amazing."

"Well... okay then." The girl sat back down, looking slightly disappointed.

She was completely oblivious to Kazunori Jun's obvious subtle hints.

If it were a seasoned office worker with a bit of experience at this point, they would have understood immediately.

Kazun watched as she sat back down dejectedly. As soon as she looked away, she glanced at Tsuna with a strange sense of guilt, only to meet Tsuna's raised eyebrow and gaze.

That expression seemed to be a silent reminder: I saw right through your little trick just now.

(End of this chapter)