Living in the bubble economy of Tokyo, I became a literary giant through lotteries.

Genichiro Takahashi sat behind his desk, holding a manuscript in his hands.

"Mr. Guan Gu, you've written a new book so quickly, and it's so good?" Genichiro Takahashi carefully chose his words before speaking. "I thought you would take a break for a while, or write a sequel to The Twelve Kingdoms."

"Short stories aren't long after all."

"That's true." Genichiro Takahashi picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"But I am indeed resting, since I am drawing manga. By the way, before I came here, I went to Shueisha to submit my short manga of Spirited Away for the Otsuka Prize."

"Cough cough cough!"

Genichiro Takahashi choked violently, swallowing half a mouthful of tea that went directly into his trachea. He covered his mouth and coughed violently.

He looked up at Guan Gufeng, his expression even more complex than when he had just seen the original manuscript of "Spirited Away".

He held back, remembering that the person sitting in front of him wasn't one of his editors, and didn't immediately berate him for not saying everything at once.

"Mr. Sekiya," Genichiro Takahashi's voice held a hint of resentment, "what about Shueisha's attitude?"

"Uh, I forgot." Guan Gufeng scratched his head awkwardly.

Genichiro Takahashi blinked.

"I didn't tell them that I also wrote a short story."

"..."

Genichiro Takahashi forced himself to calm down, interlaced his fingers on the table, and looked at Kaze Sekiya with a bitter smile that seemed to say, "What's the use of trying?"

"Mr. Guan Gu, please just tell me your thoughts."

Genichiro Takahashi picked up his pen and opened his notebook. He had taken notes for other writers in the same way at previous meetings, but rarely did he leave a blank space before each sentence like this.

Because he didn't know if, next, a name that needed to be remembered would suddenly pop out of Guan Gu Feng's mouth.

"Oh, I see," Guan Gufeng said. "Shueisha does a better job with the manga, so I gave it to them, but Kadokawa Shoten is more suitable for the novels."

"The results for 'Spirited Away' will be out in mid-to-late May. It should be a shoo-in for selection, and it will probably be published in a supplement of Weekly Shonen Jump afterward."

"I'm thinking that Kadokawa Shoten could collaborate with Shueisha to discuss the publication schedule. The novel could be released before the manga is published to attract readers' interest in the manga, and then the manga's release could then support the book, creating a virtuous cycle."

"We can also discuss the possibility of publishing the collected volumes with Shueisha."

As Takahashi Genichiro spoke, his emotions became increasingly calm, and he continued to take notes in his notebook.

"Coordinate publication timelines", "Novel first", "Comic trailers with novel information".

Each phrase is followed by an abbreviation, some of which are personal names, and some are departmental abbreviations.

Although Guan Gufeng's words are often nauseating, his cooperation strategy is sound.

However, the thought of the expressions on the faces of the Shueisha people when they went to discuss cooperation later, unaware that Sekiya Kaze had also written a short story, made Genichiro Takahashi want to laugh.

Especially that old man surnamed Goto, who interrupted him at the meeting last time because of the Sword Art Online color page, this time we must play this card even more unexpectedly.

He wasn't worried about the quality of the comics, partly because he believed in them, and partly because the book was indeed of good quality.

"Okay," Takahashi Genichiro said. "Then I'll immediately arrange for someone to contact Shueisha."

"As for the book, a 15% royalty rate and 100,000 copies for the premiere, is that acceptable to you?"

"no problem."

……

By the time I got home, it was almost dark.

As soon as I opened the door, a rich aroma of food wafted out.

"I'm back."

"You're back?" Guan Guyu's voice came from the kitchen. "Wash your hands, the sukiyaki will be ready soon."

"It's your favorite beef hot pot. The Wagyu beef I saw at the supermarket this morning looked good, and the marbling was just right when it was cut."

When Guan Gufeng came out of the restroom, a sukiyaki, drinks, and his favorite sashimi were laid out on the table.

Guan Gufeng walked to the table and sat down facing Guan Guyu.

"I'll enjoy having this."

The two began to eat.

Guan Guyu came to stay at our house a few days ago. The bookstore has been completely handed over to Sato and his team. Sato's exact words were:

"Selling books is much easier than collecting protection money, and you can make a lot of money from it."

So he abandoned his evil ways and turned to running a bookstore full-time, even planning to open a branch, but Guan Gufeng stopped him.

Guan Guyu was picked up by Kitamura No with her own luggage, and the extra luggage was moved to the new house.

Guan Gufeng picked up a piece of beef, finished eating it, and asked, "Sis, how did the interview go today?"

"It went quite smoothly." Guan Guyu picked up a shrimp. "A few teachers chatted with me. I prepared a lot, but they didn't ask any questions and I passed."

"It's okay, you passed. What are you planning to study?"

"I used to want to go to the literature department, thinking I'd run a bookstore and write books, but now my family has produced a great writer like you."

Guan Guyu picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and put it in her bowl, then ladled some broth over her rice.

"I'm planning to go to the business school now, so I can manage your money. After all, you're going to be a literary giant, so it's better if you don't have too much of a money-grubbing attitude."

"Actually," Guan Gufeng placed his chopsticks on the bowl, his tone serious, "I really like money."

Guan Guyu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed. Looking at him through the steaming sukiyaki, she asked a question she had always wanted to ask.

"Xiao Feng, I've never really had a good idea of ​​how much money you've made."

"We have over 200 million in cash. Today we also signed a long-running comic series and a book publishing deal. We haven't split the revenue with Nintendo yet." Guan Gufeng ate a piece of sashimi.

"Nintendo's machine is selling well; it's said that nearly 600,000 units have been sold, each costing over 10,000 yen."

"Including what I received, it should be one billion yen now."

Guan Guyu was stunned by the number and looked at Guan Gufeng, who had a calm expression on his face, not knowing what to say.

A few months ago, they were still worried about their next meal.

Now, she watched Guan Gu Feng happily eating the ordinary ingredients she had bought, and shook her head with a smile.

She suddenly thought of something and spoke up.

"By the way, whose are those cat-ear slippers?"

Guan Gufeng was taken aback by the question, then thought for a moment and said, "From a friend."

"girlfriend?"

"Not yet."

"Come to my house sometime and I'll come see you."

"it is good."

The next morning, we moved.

When Guan Gufeng finally got out of bed, the meal was already prepared, and the rest of his luggage was packed.

He was also scolded by his sister.

"Look how fat Xiaohua and Xiaobai have gotten from all the feeding you've given them." Guan Guyu picked up Xiaohua and Xiaobai, one in each hand, who were eating canned food.

"You gave me canned food first thing in the morning. It would be better to give me some cat food with some boiled vegetables. I need to make sure I get enough exercise in the future."

Both cats turned their heads at the same time, looking at Guan Gufeng with pleading eyes.

Guan Gufeng was also helpless, he thought to himself.

"It's not that I've ruined you, it's this chaotic world that's ruined you. Even cats need to pay attention to their physique now."