The strongest high school student in Japan

As expected, it's still there today, Mogami Jun thought.

He knows this person, but he can also say that he doesn't know him.

He had seen her in the library when he first came to this school in the first grade of junior high school. At that time, she seemed to be in the third grade of junior high school.

After that, every time he came to the library to study, he would run into her—and basically always at this position.

From this we can see that she spends almost all her spare time here.

At the same time, Mogami Jun was certain that the other party did not know his identity. He could even go further and say that the other party might not have noticed his existence at all, even though they had been in close proximity together many times in the past three years.

This is not because he belittles himself, but because he knows that her attention is all on her own world.

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Today was just like usual, she was holding a pen and writing quickly on the manuscript paper. Apart from her pen and the manuscript paper in front of her, she never put it anywhere else.

It was easy to tell that she was writing because she was using grid paper and writing from top to bottom.

Is she contributing to a magazine or something? Or is she writing a novel?

Jun Mogami still didn't know because he never asked.

I don’t know why, maybe it’s an illusion, but Jun Mogami always felt that she was writing faster than usual tonight.

Maybe it was an illusion, or maybe she was really in a bad mood, who knows.

Even though they had met countless times in the past three years, he still didn't know her name or specific information, so she was just a stranger that Mogami Jun was familiar with. If you think about it carefully, the relationships of many people in society are probably like this.

Three years, and in such a small school, if he wanted to find out, he could have found out the other person's identity, but he didn't do that.

Why do you have to know?

Isn’t it interesting to sit here with strangers every night, reading my own books and doing my own things?

Today will be another night like this.

He silently picked up the book he had not finished reading last time, then sat in his usual seat and started reading.

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Like the other person, he also immersed himself in his own world.

As the top university in Japan, the University of Tokyo has the most difficult admission requirements. In order to get in, in addition to getting high scores in the unified examination for Japanese high school students, you must also take the examination organized by the University of Tokyo. This examination is more difficult than the unified examination and often exceeds the syllabus. Although the professors who set the questions often say that "the difficulty can be solved with a little more thinking", many people fail every year because of this.

Therefore, if one wants to be admitted to the University of Tokyo, one must not only have a solid grasp of the knowledge learned in class, but also try to master knowledge that exceeds the difficulty of the class. This poses a severe challenge to the students' knowledge reserves. As one of the students who wants to be admitted to the University of Tokyo, Mogami Jun naturally has to read more exercises.

The book he was reading was a collection of mathematics problems and their answers from the University of Tokyo in recent years. Before long, all kinds of letters, numbers and function tables were spinning in his mind, making him feel a little dizzy and he could no longer pay attention to anyone else.

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as usual.

"that……"

However, just as he was struggling with the sea of ​​questions, he suddenly heard an unusual greeting in his ears.

Huh? My head was already a little stiff, and I didn't react at first.

After a while, Jun Mogami regained consciousness, then raised his head strangely and looked at the person who greeted him.

It turned out... to be that senior schoolmate.

At this moment, she was standing in front of Jun Mogami, holding the manuscript paper on which she had just been writing furiously.

"Are you calling me? Senior?" asked Jun Mogami in surprise.

He was in disbelief.

Three years later I'm finally being noticed?

What a great thing! What kind of a good day is today?

Compared to Mogami Jun's surprise and joy, the person opposite seemed much more uneasy. It was obvious that she was not very good at dealing with strangers. Her expression was full of astonishment, and her eyes behind the lenses seemed embarrassed and uneasy.

"Yes, I'm calling you. I'm so sorry to bother you." She apologized to Mogami Jun repeatedly, and it was obvious that she was really embarrassed. "You are a freshman in high school, right?"

"Yes, Senior." Mogami Jun nodded, trying to figure out what the other person meant. "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm really sorry for disturbing your studies." She bowed solemnly and apologized to Chun again, "Excuse me, can I take up a little more of your time? Just for a moment."

"Well, that's certainly possible." Jun Mogami nodded.

"Then let me introduce myself first. My name is Sagihara Shion." Seeing that Mogami Jun was so easy to talk to, she finally calmed down, but fine beads of sweat still appeared on the tip of her white nose, reflecting her nervousness.

Perhaps because she was afraid that Jun Mogami would not understand, she picked up a pen and wrote four Chinese characters on the blank space on her manuscript paper.

The handwriting is neat and beautiful, which is in line with the author's temperament.

"what's your name?"

"My name is Jun Mogami." Jun Mogami immediately replied calmly. "Senior Sagihara, your name is very nice."

"Thank you..." Sagihara Shion smiled and then asked, "Can I call you Jun-kun?"

"Of course." Jun Mogami nodded again.

In Japan, "kun" is used to address juniors or peers with whom one has a less close relationship, so there was absolutely nothing wrong with Sagihara-senpai calling him that. One could even say that tonight's development had already exceeded his expectations, so even if he was a little rude, it didn't matter.

"Well, Jun-kun, actually...actually I want to ask you to do me a favor..." Senior Sister Luyuan lowered her head, then hesitated for a moment, and finally seemed to have made up her mind and raised her head again, "Can you...can you help me look at the manuscript?"

"Huh?" Mogami Jun was surprised again.

"I'm sorry, I know this is a bit unreasonable, so I won't embarrass you if you don't want to." Sagihara Shion quickly apologized to him again, and then explained to him, "Well... although we are students of the same school, I... I have another hobby, which is writing. I have been writing for a long time and have been writing until now."

"Oh, that's amazing!" In fact, Jun Mogami had already discovered it a long time ago, but at this time he could only pretend not to know.

"After writing each article, I tried to submit it, but failed every time." Senior Sagihara continued, "It's a very embarrassing failure, right? At first I wanted to submit it for the Akutagawa Prize, but it was rejected very quickly. I thought my level was not that high yet, so it was normal to be rejected, so I submitted it for the Naoki Prize, but still failed... I was very unwilling to accept it, so I thought, why not just write light novels? After all, many similar published works don't look that good to me, and I'm a little confident that I can beat them."

When she said this, she sighed softly.

Without her continuing to explain, Jun Mogami knew what the ending would be.

"They were all rejected?"

"Yes, it's embarrassing, isn't it?" Senior Sister Sagihara nodded slightly, her face flushed a little, "Maybe I overestimated myself. My talent is not as high as I thought."

"Maybe this isn't a question of ability..." Mogami Jun didn't know how to answer.

"Anyway, the past is the past. I... I just want to try again. Maybe this will be the last time, because I'm already in my third year of high school." Sagihara Shion raised her head again and looked at Mogami Jun seriously, as if she was talking to Mogami Jun or to herself, "No matter what, I want to see my novel published before the end of high school, and then... if possible, make it a hot seller. Even just once... once is fine! I want to prove that I'm not that bad."

"That's a very courageous idea." Mogami Jun commented. "So...what do you need me to do?"

"I thought carefully about the reasons for my failure. Maybe it's because I underestimated writing novels... I kept working behind closed doors and ignored the audience. So I thought, since I want to submit a light novel now, why don't I ask someone to help me? Novels for high school students should be asked by high school students, right?" Sagihara Shion answered faintly, seeming a little disappointed, "But, although I'm in high school now, I don't have any friends."

"I think so too." Mogami Jun nodded in agreement.

From what he observed, she spent almost all her spare time in the library every day, so it would be strange if she had any friends.

After a moment he immediately realized that something was wrong, but fortunately the other party didn't notice it either.

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She was immersed in her own grief and indignation of a desperate struggle.

"If possible, can you help me take a look at the manuscript? Let me know if I have any problems... Then I'll try to solve them. If I can satisfy the audience, it should be accepted, right?" She looked at Mogami Jun expectantly, as if she were looking at an editor. "I know this is causing trouble for others and embarrassing myself, but... This is the last time, and I want to win no matter what... I want to win... So it doesn't matter if I lose face."

Looking at her pale face, one can imagine how much stress and pain she has accumulated due to repeated failures.

Well, I'll make an exception for you. People with integrity deserve a chance.

Before she could actually cry, Jun Mogami spoke.

"Give it to me. I'm happy to read your work, senior. I want to read it so much."

5. Sagihara Shion

It's already night.

The bright moon rose slowly, hanging high in the sky, everything was silent, only the cool breeze blew. It was a comfortable and warm spring night, and the vitality of all things revived could not be concealed even by the darkness.

However, for a girl in a corner of the library, it was an uneasy night.

She looked at the boy next to her, her eyes hidden behind the thick lenses filled with anxiety.

Jun Mogami just sat in his original position, quietly looking at the manuscript in his hand.

He read faster than most people and soon turned halfway through the book. Then he raised his head and looked at Sagihara Shion.

"How's the writing?" Senior Sagihara asked immediately.

Although they say "I want your comments", everyone instinctively hopes to get positive reviews.

However, this world is not a place where you can get by just on good reviews.

"Senior Sagihara," Mogami Jun put the manuscript in his hand on the table, and then looked at her seriously, "Actually, you write well, at least in my opinion. I can see that you are quite talented, and you write very hard, and you have accumulated a lot of things...

"Really? Thank you for the compliment..." Sagihara Shion was a little surprised, "Then why...?"

"Why is it that no one is interested in your work even though it's actually pretty good? Why is it rejected time and again?" Mogami Jun took over the conversation. "Yes, you have talent and skills, you have many basic qualities, and you even have enough imagination to construct a plot. However..."

He paused intentionally, then changed the subject, "You have talent, but you rely too much on it, which is the most terrible thing... You turned your article into a show of skill, but you covered up the real points that people should see. It can even be said that people can't feel much warmth in your work. You used so many words to describe the heroine's clothes and psychological state, but you glossed over the plot conflicts that readers want to see. This metaphorical writing style may make sense in serious literature, but it is simply suicidal in light novels. It is normal for the editor to reject it..."

After the initial preparation, Jun Mogami began his continuous criticism.

Harsh criticism.

Maybe the other person would like to hear something like “Actually, you write very well,” but he will never coax the other person for the sake of sympathy.

Saying false words of comfort to others just for a little bit of strange sympathy is meaningless and even harmful. Since she asked him for help, she should get the most genuine feedback from him. This is the creed that Jun Mogami believes in.

If she's unhappy about it, that's her business.

But to Mogami Jun's surprise, when he criticized, Sagihara Shion did not make any rebuttal, but just listened quietly. Although her face became paler and uglier, she still insisted on listening to the end.

Very good, you do have some backbone.

"Okay, I'm done." Mogami Jun finished his review. "Of course, this is just my personal opinion. I can't represent all light novel readers. Maybe there are people who really like what you write. Please don't take my personal opinion as an absolutely correct guide. This is just my suggestion."

"Yes, I understand." Sagihara Shion replied in a low voice, "But even so, I will change it. Change it according to your request. All of it."

"There are many things that need to be changed, almost to start all over again, and maybe it can't even be changed..." Even Mogami Jun was surprised by her cooperative attitude, "I'm just your junior who I just met for the first time, not an editor, don't trust me so much."

"Are you surprised? That's because you don't understand, Junjun, what I'm willing to do at this point." Sagihara Shion smiled bitterly, "You can't understand the gap from hope to disappointment and then to despair, the doubt about the talent you once believed in, the pain of self-denial and sleepless nights. I've experienced it all, so I want to win once, even just once, just once, to make me believe that I'm not as bad as I fear. In order to achieve this, what does it matter if I have to tear it down and rewrite it? Maybe your words are not all right, but at least they gave me a little guidance. Even if it's only a little, I will do my best to implement it, because otherwise, even the last hope will be gone..."

"This..." Mogami Jun really couldn't understand, so he didn't know what to say.

"There's a popular comic called 'Bungo Stray Dogs' recently, but I think a down-and-out author like me is just like a stray dog." Sagihara Shion continued with a wry smile, "Suffering from hunger and cold, with no appetite satisfied, I searched the streets for a few bones, trying my best to chase the last glimmer of hope... So, Jun-kun, please rest assured, no matter how you criticize me, I won't care. I'm going to try my best one last time, and I'm going to win no matter what!"

"I understand." After a moment, Jun Mogami nodded.

Although he couldn't fully understand the other party's feelings, he could fully feel the momentum and determination. In that case, what else was there to say?

"I'm sorry, Jun-kun. We don't know each other, but I ended up instilling so much negative energy in you." After a long silence, Senior Sister Sagihara retracted her bitter smile and regained her composure, "I'm really sorry."

"Nothing, as a junior, it's only natural for me to help my seniors." Mogami Jun said politely, "It's a pity that I haven't tried writing, so I can't give you much help in writing."

"No, you've helped me a lot. You're a very serious reader and quite smart. The suggestions you made are very insightful and at least they're deeply thought out." Sagihara Shion shook her head. "To be honest, I didn't expect you to be able to see so deeply and make so many suggestions all at once, but after you finished speaking, I felt a little relieved. I didn't expect I was so lucky to find someone who could help me all of a sudden."

Actually... we have been in contact for three years... Jun Mogami still didn't say this in the end.

There was silence between the two again.

"If possible, can you continue to help me in the future?" After a moment, Sagihara Shion hesitated and spoke. "Of course, this will definitely not take up too much of your time. We can meet once a week in the library, look at the manuscript I wrote this week, and then give some suggestions for revisions, just like tonight..."

"So what kind of reward can I get?" Mogami Jun asked back, "To be honest, tonight is already an exception. If I make an exception every week, it doesn't really conform to my principles."

"You are so frank that it's scary... Well, maybe it's this kind of person who can make the frank comments that I need." Senior Sister Sagihara smiled bitterly again.

Perhaps she was considering what kind of reward to give him. Sagihara Shion hesitated for a long while, and finally looked at him tentatively.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have much money right now, so...how about this? If my novel is published this time, I will give you half of the profits!"

Half, it's a big deal. Mogami Jun couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

Let’s not talk about whether the novel I wrote this time can catch the publisher’s eye. Even if I’m lucky enough to get published, most light novels don’t make much money. Maybe no one will be interested in them at all, and half of the income may be no different from zero.

But what's the point of telling such boring facts at this time?

One or two hours a week is not time that cannot be wasted.

"Well, half is already very high. I think this reward is very suitable." He thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed. "Okay, then, let's stick to this agreement."

Maybe this is indeed destined to be a losing business, but those who are willing to fight to the death can get some preferential treatment.

"Really? Thank you so much, Jun-kun!" Senior Sagihara, who had been looking at Mogami Jun nervously, was finally overjoyed and smiled with relief.