My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

When everyone urged me to update, I felt quite frustrated, because it wasn't that I didn't want to update; I tried my best, and my update frequency wasn't bad.

If you look through light romance novels, you'll find very few that are updated with 6,000 or 7,000 words a day, right?

They generally stay around four or five thousand words, sometimes even one update every two or three days.

I've been writing over 9,000 words a day lately, and I don't have any drafts saved up. To be honest, I'm starting to lose my mind.

I feel very sleepy, have little energy, and feel mentally weak, like I have kidney deficiency.

So, tomorrow—I've asked my workplace for a day off, and I'm also asking all of you readers for a day off to slack off.

I want to take a good rest because, honestly, I haven't had a proper rest since I started writing the book two months ago, and with the Chinese New Year also coming up, I haven't had a proper rest at all.

I'm in a daze every day, only sleeping six or seven hours. When I wake up, it's a 12-hour shift. After get off work, I still have to sit in front of the computer and write.

Honestly, these days are really tough to endure; there's no time for entertainment or relaxation.

My condition has been getting worse and worse these past two days, and I can't take it anymore, so I want to rest for a while.

I hope everyone can understand.

It's not that I don't want to update.

It's really impossible to update.

Every day after I finish writing, I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, repeating this hopeless and unbearable cycle.

Sometimes, I am more desperate than Izumi Kurose.

He is an illusion, I am real.

……

Okay, that's all for now.

Thank you everyone for listening to my rambling.

When I wake up, I'll check if I'm in a good mood to write. If not, I'll still resume double updates tomorrow.

—Love, your little brother

126. I feel guilty towards her.

"I was rejected, of course..."

Ayane muttered to herself, forcing a smile, but her tone was full of disappointment.

"I'm sorry, Ayane-san."

After Kurose Izumi apologized, he bowed to her again, then turned and left the classroom, hurriedly taking out his phone.

"Did you touch my shoe cabinet?"

This was the only message he sent to Shiraishi Chiren in the past two days, but it was used to ask a question.

ding dong~

Less than half a minute later, my phone vibrated; Shiraishi Chiren had replied.

"Um, sorry, I touched Izumi's shoe locker without permission."

"Is it a love letter?"

"Yes, there are three."

Three seals? !

Kurose Izumi's eyes widened slightly as he wondered if Ayane had given him three love letters, or if they were from three different people.

"Izumi, I'm sorry, I threw all these love letters away. I didn't want you to see them."

Kurose Izumi looked at the message but didn't reply. She simply put away her phone and walked out of the teaching building.

"Is she jealous...sigh."

He muttered something to himself and then sighed softly.

Its relationship with Shiraishi Chire is currently unclear.

So even though she threw away the love letter without permission, Izumi Kurose couldn't say anything.

However, he was curious about the contents, since it was the first time in his life he had received a love letter.

And so, Kurose Izumi walked out of the school gate while pondering the contents of the love letter.

"Young Master."

As he walked with his head down, a soft voice suddenly called out to him from the side.

Kurose Izumi looked up and saw that Fengzi was standing on the opposite side of the slope, with a black sedan parked next to her.

"Young Master, I've come to pick you up."

“You didn’t actually need to pick me up. I can go back by myself.” Kurose Izumi gave a wry smile as he walked over to Fengzi and got into the back seat of the car.

"This is also the young master's intention."

After explaining the situation, Fengzi drove the car smoothly away from the entrance of Mingsheng High School.

The group of students from the Return Home Club behind them watched this scene in astonishment, speculating about Kurose Izumi's identity.

……

When the two returned to Pingze Prefecture, Pingze Zhenwu had not yet returned, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Based on Kurose Izumi's guess, he was probably with Tsuda Yoshi.

During dinner yesterday, the two of them mentioned Tsuda Yoshi during their casual conversation.

Her home is in Ueno Taito Ward, specifically on the sixth floor of Ueno Ikenohata, room 606—information obtained by Masato Sasawa who always escorted her home.

...Ezumi Kurose didn't know why Shinbu Hirasawa knew so much.

Perhaps I have been to her house?

Well, none of that matters. What matters is that Hirasawa Shinbu has now also embarked on the path of becoming a "normie" (a person who is successful in a new relationship).

Kurose Izumi was quite pleased with this.

When Fengzi and Kurose Izumi returned to the bedroom next to the main room, she stopped and said softly, "Young master, you are not feeling well, so please rest more. What would you like to eat tonight? I will have someone make it."

"I'm not a picky eater. I'll just eat whatever Zhenwu usually eats."

"Alright, I'll have someone prepare. Young Master, please rest now."

"Then I'll have to trouble you..."

After saying goodbye to Sung-jae, Kurose Izumi returned to her bedroom, took off her school uniform, and changed into casual clothes.

Then, he opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of barley tea, and took a sip to moisten his throat.

ding dong~

Just as Kurose Izumi finished her tea and was about to do her homework, her phone in her pocket suddenly beeped.

Upon inspection, the contact information displayed was Hirasawa Shinbu.

"Izumi, don't wait for me for dinner. I'll eat at Tsuda's. Her mother wants me to stay!!!"

"Isn't that great? I wish you good luck in your military campaigns."

Kurose Izumi replied with a smile, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

So she's already met the parents...

That's progressing really fast.

As he sighed, Hirasawa Shinbu replied, "And you? How are you feeling?"

"I'm all better now, don't worry about me."

"That's fine then. I'll talk to you later, Tsuda's mother is calling me!"

After that sentence, their conversation ended, and Kurose Izumi did not reply.

After that, he focused on finishing the homework that had piled up from skipping classes for the past two days, and his mind finally calmed down.

Perhaps it was after talking to Shiraishi Chire and venting my frustrations to her that I felt much better?

At seven o'clock in the evening, Fengzi knocked on the door and called softly, "Young Master, dinner is ready. Would you like to eat now?"

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Kurose Izumi replied, putting down her pen, stretching her stiff neck, and walking out of the bedroom.

He followed the pregnant woman into the main room, where the table at the head of the table was already laden with home-style dishes.

Tonight's dinner includes black pepper fried pork cutlet, fried chicken, tempura shrimp, seafood miso soup, and mashed potatoes.

"I can't finish it all by myself..."

Kurose Izumi looked at the table of tempting dishes with a wry smile and muttered to herself.

Let alone him alone, even if we include Hirazawa Shinbu yesterday, they only managed to eat two-thirds of it!

So he suggested, "Since you're pregnant, why don't you come and eat with us?"

"May I?"

"Of course, I can't finish it all by myself."

"Hmm... alright then, please forgive my rudeness."

Fengzi nodded slightly and sat down in the seat opposite Kurose Izumi.

There was already a bowl and chopsticks in front of her—originally prepared for Hirasawa Shinbu.

"I forgot to mention, Zhenwu was having dinner with other people."

Kurose Izumi picked up a piece of fried chicken, took a bite, and the scalding hot juices immediately overflowed, making him grimace.

Seeing this, Fengzi immediately got up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to him: "Young Master, don't rush to eat, have some water first?"

"Hiss... Thank you." Kurose Izumi gasped, took the water glass, and downed it in one gulp.

"It's alright." Feng Zi shook her head slightly and asked with concern, "Is it still hot? Want some more water?"