Let's do it again, Yukino.

"Hey? Master? Hey, why are you crying? I was just giving you an example. Maybe you'll find a boyfriend when you're forty. Don't give up hope!!"

"Get out! I, Hiratsuka Shizuka, have no disciple like you!!"

(P.S.: I'm not asking for votes today; I have something to say to you guys.)

Because my editor told me today that this novel will be available for purchase next week, and asked me to prepare in advance, please consider what I'm saying today as my launch speech. As for the so-called launch speech next week, I will only mention it briefly.

Haha, thinking about it, it's been almost two weeks. In less than two weeks, I've written a total of 150,000 words. And because the word count has increased so quickly, even with next week's recommendation slots, there will only be two.

Yes, there are only two.

I asked some of the big names in the industry, and they said that most authors can publish their work after around 120,000 or 150,000 words. I'm a rare exception because I update too quickly, so I have to wait until I have around 200,000 words before I can publish. I told them that I have no choice but to make up for my lack of writing skills with this endless amount of updates in order to reach more readers.

Of course, if you're not going to read it anymore just because it's been released, you can remove it from your bookshelf right now, and I won't say anything. After all, it's been with me for the past two weeks, and I've been waiting for updates day and night, so it's a kind of fate.

Because no one knows what will happen to my novel in the future. It may be mediocre and unsatisfactory, or it may flop due to dismal sales figures.

First of all, I am a die-hard Yukino fan. All the fanfiction I have written is related to Yukino. As for who I am, you can guess for yourselves. Even if you guess right, I will not admit it. But because of my love for anime, for Yukino, and for wanting to make easy money, I started writing this book, Let's Do It Again, Yukino.

I remember when I had 40,000 words, I had 268 favorites and 27,000 clicks. When I had 60,000 words, I had 1088 favorites and 100,000 clicks. To be honest, I was very envious of those authors who had hundreds of thousands of clicks and thousands of favorites with only 30,000 or 40,000 words. But it was just envy in my heart. I knew that just being envious without making any effort was just empty talk.

I was focused on updating, and when I reached 80,000 words, I remember I had about 3,000 favorites. Now, at 150,000 words, I have 10,000 favorites.

I've never thought my writing was particularly good, so why do so many people read it?

But whenever I see people in the book review section or the吐槽 section praising my writing as really good, I feel very happy. If they like reading it, there must be a good reason for it.

Even now, some people tell me that the male lead is a scumbag, immature, like a child, likes to shirk responsibility, and despite being a reincarnated person, he doesn't even know how to use any cheat codes. They say there's nothing exciting or interesting about that.

And all I will do is silently mute him, delete his comments and criticisms, and then put him in the blacklist (evil laugh, silently watching my comments get more and more downvotes).

I wrote this book for two reasons: first, because of Yukino; and second, because I do have some regrets about my youth. If we had someone as good as Yukino, Hiratsuka-sensei, or Yukino-sensei back then, what would it matter if we were a little immature?

I know that not everyone can like this novel, and there must be some who hate it. In my mind, if someone hates it, they can just exit by clicking the top left corner. There's no need to hurt my fragile heart.

Sometimes I've just finished writing a chapter after staying up all night, eagerly anticipating seeing the happy expressions on the readers' faces, only to unexpectedly see a comment or complaint that's incredibly hurtful. I think you've never experienced that sense of loss in the dead of night.

It was recently reported and some chapters were removed from the platform. I've mentioned this before, so I won't repeat it.

Now that it's going to be available for purchase, I still want to tell you that if you like it, keep it; if you don't, just delete it from your favorites.

When it goes on sale, I will update ten times in a row. I also promised you that I wouldn't miss it, and I will still update three to four times a day.

Regarding the bounty that many readers have mentioned, I wasn't originally planning to bring it up, but I'll briefly mention it to maintain reader engagement. The current stats are: 1497 monthly votes, 24905 recommendation votes, 67468 rewards, and 888 blades (a type of virtual weapon). For every 100 monthly votes gained, I'll add one more chapter on top of the ten chapters. For recommendation votes, based on your daily vote volume, I've set it at one chapter for every 3000 votes, as the daily recommendation vote count exceeds 3000. As for rewards, one chapter for every 5000 rewards, and 100 blades, and so on.

Of course, these are all minor matters.

Everything was just a casual remark about launching the product.

That's all for now. See you later. There should be another update after midnight.

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Chapter Fifty-Four: The Joy of Feeding

On the rooftop

Facing the bento box placed in front of him,

Springtime, unusually, did not touch it. Instead, it quietly squatted to the side, stretching and moving its wrists.

"what happened to you?"

The girl in front of me asked curiously.

Chunri waved her hand with the one that hadn't touched the pen, forcing a smile, and said, "Actually, it's nothing. I just wrote a 2,500-word self-criticism by hand. When I finished, my finger joints felt a little numb and stiff."

As he spoke, the boy kept complaining: "You know, I haven't written this many words by hand since I graduated from university. I really don't understand what that head teacher was thinking. I've written self-criticisms before when I was in the company, but we just typed them out by hand and then printed them out and signed them. Now, they insist that you write them out by hand from beginning to end. Isn't this just making things difficult for people?"

"So you actually wrote it? And it's a 2,500-word self-criticism?"

Before the spring activities were over, Yukinoshita, who was taking small bites of her bento, raised an eyebrow slightly, her expression revealing a hint of schadenfreude towards the boy in front of her.

"What do you think? Xiaoxue, you saw what happened on the playground this morning, right? To be precise, it should be five hundred words plus two thousand words... To be honest, it's also my fault. I was blinded by that master's sweet talk."

Spring continued to hum along, moving her wrists like a puppet.

"At first, they said they would stand by me through thick and thin, and that it didn't matter if we were nailed to the pillar of shame at Soubu High School together. Then they turned around and pushed all the tasks onto me alone. Their change of heart was faster than flipping through a book."

"Then why did you agree?"

"I did this out of necessity for the sake of reaching the pinnacle of my future life, so I cannot disobey my master's orders."

Spring's somewhat distressed voice echoed incessantly above the rooftop, reverberating and reverberating.

"Keep your voice down, or others might hear you."

Yukino, somewhat annoyed, spoke up to stop the boy who was still screaming in pain; the noise made her, who usually preferred quiet, feel slightly uncomfortable.

“I want to keep my voice down, but I can’t move. I’m watching my lunchbox right in front of me, but I don’t even have the strength to pick it up. Look, my hand is still trembling as I hold the chopsticks. I’m afraid my hand will be trembling and not trembling until the first class in the afternoon. Xiaoxue, what should I do now?”

Xiaoxue stopped what she was doing, looked at Chunri, and sneered repeatedly: "You want me to feed you?"

"...You said that yourself, I didn't say that."

As if her secret had been exposed, Chunri blushed and quietly turned her face away.

By this time, the girl knew exactly what this fool was thinking. Pretending not to understand the meaning behind the boy's words, she silently put down her lunchbox, wiped her slightly oily lips with a wet wipe, and gave a cold laugh.

"If you're not going to eat it, then I'll just pack it up for you. I'll be going back to the Service Department on my way later."

"..."

However, Xiaoxue's words sounded incredibly stiff. Although it was somewhat subtle, the expression on her face at that moment was definitely not one of wanting to take back the bento box in front of Chunri.

She hesitated for only a moment, her ears slightly red, and she looked somewhat reluctant as she gently pinched the chopsticks on the bento box with her fingertips, and then slowly opened the lid of the spring lunchbox.

Yukino glanced around, making sure no one would come near, and frowned.

The girl shakily raised her hand and looked at Chunri, whose trembling hand had stopped shaking. She scolded her impatiently, but fortunately, Xiaoxue did not put down Chunri's bento in the end.

"Remember, this is the only time, only this time, there won't be a next time. You idiot, do you remember or not? Answer me right now."

"understood."

Having achieved his goal and wish, Haruhi was no longer complaining as before. In front of Yukinoshita, he obediently sat cross-legged on the ground.

The girl stuffed a mouthful of rice into Chunri's mouth with her chopsticks, accompanied by her helpless voice.

"Hey, can you stop beating around the bush in the future? If you don't say it out loud, how am I supposed to know what you're thinking?"

"But there are some things that even if I don't say them, Xiaoxue, you'll already know, Amu—"

"Fool."

"Yeah, I really am an idiot, otherwise why would I be with you, Xiaoxue?"

"You... what do you mean by that? What do you mean, that you're with me precisely because you're an idiot? Hey, Kasuga-kun, explain yourself properly."

Yukinoshita's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and her expression towards Haruhi was somewhat unfriendly.

However, at this moment, Chunri was enjoying being fed by Xiaoxue, and chuckled lightly at Xiaoxue's threatening remark, explaining without looking up.

"Xiaoxue, have you heard of this? Just like us, when two people spend a lot of time together, their personalities gradually complement each other. For example, you always say that I am impulsive, while you are thoughtful and meticulous, Xiaoxue. This is why we have gradually become like this."

"Oh? So, according to you, you're blaming me for this?"

Yukinoshita really wanted to throw the bento box in her hand at this man's face and then walk away.

"I didn't say that. Xiaoxue is the kind of person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, unlike me who is terrible. Although she sometimes loses her temper, she is actually a very gentle and kind girl, just like she is now."

"Ugh, that's disgusting. Please stop talking. Don't you think it's too cunning to keep doing this?"

An irresistible bite of seaweed rice ball once again stopped the boy from continuing.

Right now,

He put his hands behind his back, laughed heartily, chewed his food, and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Well, actually, I really did twist my right hand, and I wasn't lying to you, Xiaoxue. It's just that I really didn't expect you to feed me. I didn't even realize that we hadn't experienced this kind of feeding before. You even thought of it, Xiaoxue. Just like I said before, you really are—waaaah…"

The boy's smile was somewhat dazzling to Yukino.

Subsequently, she also put away her usual sharp tongue.

Without a word, she stuffed all the food from the bento box into the boy's mouth.

The boy, with his chubby cheeks, looked like a frog.

I wanted to say something more, but all my thoughts were completely swallowed up by the large amount of food.

And even at the very end, she didn't let Haruhi finish what she was about to say.

As Haruhi said, Yukino Yukinoshita is such a gentle person.

Look,

Her retreating figure as she left the rooftop without hesitation...

How beautiful it is.

Chapter 55 Kawasaki Saki's Frustration

Saki Kawasaki is feeling down today.

correct,

At this moment, she was carefully lying on the platform at the highest point of the rooftop.

I tried to block out my slightly rapid breathing.

She, who had always been somewhat eccentric in class, now seemed like a child who had done something wrong.

They didn't dare look at the scene below, and even felt a little guilty.

Kawasaki Saki was extremely depressed, yes, very, very depressed.

If she could have another chance, she would never have considered having lunch on the rooftop today.

"I witnessed the most unimaginable high school couple in Soubu High School playing a feeding game. What should I do? If I go out now, will they kill me to silence me? Waiting for answers online?"