In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

He would repeatedly greet his supporters with "Hello" and "Thank you for your support," shake their hands, sign autographs, and repeat this process.

Even though I kept drinking water, my throat felt like it was on fire, and my palms felt increasingly sore and swollen.

He even used up three pens by writing them dry.

The bookstore's stock ran out, and hundreds of people were unable to buy the new book as they had hoped.

The event organizer, along with other staff members, bowed in apology, following the old tradition.

Gen Chiya also apologized to the disappointed readers, but he did more than just apologize.

He asked Miyoko to record the information of fans who didn't manage to buy the new book, promising that he would mail each of them a signed copy later.

Then, taking photos with each group of about ten people, the readers who had waited in vain were all happy and satisfied.

Carrying his schoolbag, Gen Chiya parted ways with Rikka and arrived at the classroom. The sudden silence that had occurred the moment he stepped into the classroom when he first enrolled was now being repeated.

He greeted the people he was familiar with as usual.

"Good morning, Totsuka."

"Good morning, Yuan!"

"Yo, Hayama."

"Yo, Chiya."

Good morning, Vice Squad Leader!

"No, don't call me vice class monitor!"

The acting vice class monitor, Miura Yumiko, who had been greeted, muttered to herself, head bowed, fingers twirling a strand of hair.

"They clearly have names..."

Unfortunately, Yuan Qianye only gave her a polite smile in response and went to his seat without further reaction.

He took out his Chinese textbook for the first class, yawned, and then lazily lay down on it.

This action caused several classmates who were about to approach and strike up a conversation to stop and abandon their original plans.

Yuan Qianye was indeed a little tired, not because of physical exertion, but because of mental fatigue.

No matter who you are, you have to interact and shake hands with hundreds or thousands of people in a row, and you have to pay attention to your facial expressions, always smiling, and showing politeness and joy.

They would all be like him now, showing a state of being completely exhausted.

He now understands more and more how difficult it is to be a Japanese idol.

However, hard work is always rewarded, and this time the harvest was enormous.

The first print run of "The Astrological Murder Mystery" was 30,000 copies, and the first volume of "The Four Elements" had an initial print run of 100,000 copies.

This time, the first printing of the new book reached an unprecedented 300,000 copies!

This figure was already quite an optimistic and bold attempt by Kodansha, but they did not expect to underestimate the enthusiasm of the readers.

Within two days, most bookstores across the country had sold out of stock.

The printing presses in the factory are now running at full capacity, and the second printing of 300,000 copies will soon be available in bookstores across the country.

Without considering the future, and only considering the present situation.

The new book is priced at 1,380 yuan, and Yuan Qianye will receive 20% of the revenue for every book sold.

Without calculating royalties, he has already earned over 80 million.

To reiterate, this is only the benefit he has gained so far.

Considering that the new book has only been released recently, many readers have not yet had time to buy it, and some potential readers are waiting to see the reviews of the new book. In addition, this promotion will also increase the exposure of his old works, so his subsequent income will only increase, that's for sure.

The wallet, which had been somewhat depleted due to the purchase of the shop, is now slowly becoming full again.

And it is foreseeable that it will continue to swell in the future.

Gen Chiya should actually be happy right now.

If I didn't think about what I was planning at noon...

Good morning, Yuan.

A sound came from beside him, and Yuan Qianye ended his state of resting with his eyes closed and turned his head to look to the side.

The person who greeted him first was Saki Kawasaki, whose seat was right next to him.

She had long, light blue hair tied in a high ponytail with a red hair tie. Although her sharp gaze and the impatient expression on her face made her seem like a troublesome delinquent, she was not someone to be trifled with.

But after spending a few days together, Yuan Qianye discovered that it wasn't like that at all. She was actually just like that piano prodigy, only she was tongue-tied and didn't know how to get along with other classmates.

At this moment, she had obvious dark circles under her eyes, but she looked very energetic and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Good morning, Kawasaki-kun. Did something good happen?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Judging from your current state, it's quite surprising that you would take the initiative to greet me."

"...!"

Upon hearing this, Kawasaki hurriedly covered his face with his hands, seemingly trying to confirm.

Yuan Qianye looked at her and smiled.

That laugh made her stop moving, but her face turned even redder.

"Yuan...Yuan-kun...Can I ask you for a favor?"

"what's up?"

"It's...it's just..."

As she spoke, her gaze hesitated for a moment before landing on her backpack, and she unzipped it with both hands.

But under Yuan Qianye's gaze, she hesitated for a long time, stammering, before finally shaking her head sharply.

"...Sorry, never mind, I've bothered you!"

"..."

Yuan Qianye stared at her speechlessly.

From his omniscient perspective, he could already see what was in her bag and roughly guess what it was.

There's an old saying: "A man who only speaks half of what he means will have his tongue cut out."

There is actually no such saying; it was entirely fabricated by Gen Chiya himself.

But his serious expression and earnest manner still made Kawasaki instinctively cover his mouth.

Seeing a pretty girl making such adorable gestures right in front of him, Yuan Qianye felt inexplicably healed.

It's just something I appreciate.

"I happen to have some time now, so it would be better if you could say something now." He subtly conveyed a sense of urgency to the other person.

Kawasaki Saki hesitated, her eyes darting between him and her backpack, before finally making a decision.

She pulled a book out of her bag, held it with both hands, and handed it to me somewhat shyly: "Yuan, if you don't mind... could you sign it for me? I... I really like your novel."

The book's cover is predominantly black, featuring silhouettes of two children holding hands, with the title "White Night Walk" prominently displayed at the top in large font.

There was also an additional line of smaller text below—

There is no sun in my sky; it is always night, but it is not dark because something has taken the place of the sun. Although it is not as bright as the sun, it is enough for me.

It's his new work, which was just released last week.

Yuan Qianye naturally had no problem: "You can talk about such trivial matters directly in the future. There's no need to hesitate so much. Where should we sign?"

"Turn to the first page of the book, this is it!" Kawasaki exclaimed excitedly, handing over a pen.

Yuan Qianye quickly signed his name in a flurry of strokes.

Among the classmates who witnessed this scene, three more took out their novels, exchanged glances with each other looking a little embarrassed, but also came over together.

When the preparatory bell rang, Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was about to start teaching, found the classroom to be like a marketplace.

The scene was chaotic, with many students, including some older students from other classes, surrounding Yuan Qianye.

During lunch break, Yuan Qianye walked towards the club building.

After the ordeal of the previous week, the scene of classmates asking for his autograph today seemed like a minor spectacle to him.

The important thing is what comes next...

Once you go up to the fourth floor, the noise from the campus seems to drift away considerably.

From afar, he saw Yukino standing at the entrance of the Service Club, not going in.

He thought she had forgotten her keys, but he quietly walked over and came up behind her without making a sound, only to find that it wasn't like that at all.

Yukino held his new novel in one hand, her expression quite focused.

Meanwhile, Eriri and Rikka's conversation could be heard in the Service Club.

"...Is that really what Qianye thinks?"

"He never said that, but based on my understanding of him—we've been together day and night, and he's not my biological sister, but he's like a sister to me—there's no doubt that this is a novel he wrote based on his past experiences. I can assure you of that."

"Although he had a tough time living with his father when he was very young, he wasn't as pitiful as the male protagonist in the novel. Besides, Uncle Yuan... that is, your father, is also a very good person."

"Silly Eriri, of course I know Daddy is a good person, but I don't mean to show you the specific plot, I mainly mean the character design!"

"Personal image?"

"See, the male and female leads have known each other since childhood, right?"

"Ah."

"They were childhood sweethearts, and their relationship was so good that they were willing to commit crimes and even abandon their own lives for each other, right?"

"Ah."

"Doesn't this just foreshadow the relationship between you two?"

"Where was it foreshadowed?!"

"You and Qianye have such a good relationship! And you're childhood sweethearts!"