Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

Dealing with artsy girls is a piece of cake for them.

He easily answered Sakurajima Mai's questions while eating.

As he provided his answers, the inexplicable glint in Sakurajima Mai's eyes grew increasingly apparent...

After dinner.

Because Mai Sakurajima couldn't get a taxi, Makoto Kitahara specially drove her downstairs.

"Would you like to come up and sit for a while?"

In the evening breeze, the girl lowered her head, her long black hair swaying, and spoke in a very soft voice.

……

Mai Sakurajima's house.

This is the house that Mai Sakurajima bought herself.

She was very popular when she was an artist and earned a lot of money.

In addition, housing prices were not high at that time, so I bought this house for convenience.

Kitahara Shin followed behind her, and as soon as he entered, he closed the door.

Sakurajima Mai suddenly turned around and hugged him from behind.

The lights were off in the house.

In the darkness, their breathing was clearly audible.

"Mai?"

"Why are you hitting on me when you already have a girlfriend?"

"..."

Kitahara Makoto remained silent.

So that's why Mai Sakurajima deliberately stayed away from him during this time!

After pausing for about two or three seconds, Kitahara Makoto slowly spoke.

"I have two hearts!"

"One is greed!"

"I'm not satisfied with just one!"

"Pooh!"

"What greed, what resentment, it's clearly just being a womanizer."

Behind her, Mai Sakurajima spat.

But feeling the boy's back, which wasn't broad, yet surprisingly reassuring.

She couldn't help but murmur:

"why?"

"I had already made up my mind."

"I'm going to stay away from you, away from you, you womanizer, and I'll never talk to you again."

"But fate just had to bring us together again, and you even became the author of one of my favorite books."

Are we destined to be entangled together?

"It's like fate is playing a trick on me, giving me this ridiculous adolescent syndrome."

"Actually, this was just the reason I met you?!"

"Now that I want to get away from you, it just happens to bring us together again, making it impossible for us to separate."

"Since that's the case, I've made up my mind!"

At this point, Mai Sakurajima suddenly let go of his hand.

Kitahara Makoto turned around.

In the darkness, the girl's eyes seemed to be sparkling, gleaming with a mesmerizing light.

The girl said it word by word.

"Since fate has decreed that we cannot be separated, then I will do as it says."

"Kitahara, let's have a baby!"

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Chapter 18: Happy Things

Yamamoto and Noboru dragged their weary bodies back to the company.

Although it was already evening.

But the company was still brightly lit, and many people were working overtime.

Without taking a break, he turned around and went to Ikumi Nagai's workstation.

How are the sales of "No Longer Human"?

Upon seeing Yamamoto Kazuto arrive, Nagai Ikumi spoke with great excitement.

"It's a bombshell! Editor-in-chief, 'No Longer Human' is a bombshell!"

"The distributors just called; 50,000 copies sold out in one day, and they're all urging us to restock!"

"Great!"

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Kazuto's weary spirits were lifted.

"I'll contact the author, Kitahara, right away and have him come over to sign the reprint contract as soon as possible..."

Although I have great confidence in the book I'm promoting, "No Longer Human".

But even Kazuto Yamamoto didn't expect "No Longer Human" to be so powerful.

Fifty thousand copies were sold in one day.

This is not a romance novel, nor is it a commercial piece, and it's certainly not a comic book.

It's astonishing that a book full of bitter and resentful literature could sell 50,000 copies in a single day.

This was far beyond what Yamamoto Kazuto had anticipated.

He pulled out his old-fashioned flip phone and dialed Kitahara Makoto's number.

"Beep beep..."

However, the call was disconnected after only a short while.

When Yamamoto Kazuo dialed again.

The other end immediately sent a notification that the other party's phone had been turned off.

Yamamoto Kazuto was completely stunned.

"What the hell is Kitahara Makoto doing?"

"Editor-in-chief, what should we do now?"

"Ikumi Nagai asked anxiously from the side."

Yamamoto Kazuto quickly calmed down.

"It's alright, let the printing plant start work first."

"Let's ship the goods first and then talk about it."

"The contract can be signed later!"

"Yes."

With permission from Kazuto Yamamoto, Ikumi Nagai quickly began contacting printing companies...

……

The next day.

The cool, early morning light shone through the gaps in the curtains.

The room was a complete mess; chairs were overturned, clothes were scattered everywhere, and white tissues were strewn all over the floor…

Kitahara Makoto broke free from a pair of persistent, white arms and sat up halfway on the soft bed.

He leaned against the headboard and took out cigarettes and a lighter from the bedside table next to him.

pat~

A scarlet light shone in the somewhat dim room.

The crisp morning air and smoke filled my lungs, instantly waking my mind, which had been somewhat sluggish from the warmth.

In the darkness, Kitahara Makoto's unfocused gaze gradually sharpened.

"You should smoke less; it's bad for your health."

A young married woman, a recent high school graduate, quietly offered some advice.

Her snow-white arms were wrapped around Kitahara Makoto's waist, and her head was resting next to him.

Kitahara Shinji placed his free hand behind her head, letting her long, smooth hair flow through his fingers, and said softly:

"I'm used to it, I can't quit."

Doesn't he know the saying 'smoking is harmful to health'?

But life can never be summarized in a single sentence.

It's like knowing that studying hard is good for us, but we still can't help but be lazy.

It's like how we know that staying up late is bad for our health, but we still can't help but stay up late.

Human hearts are fragile, and life is complex.

The issue of smoking cannot be summarized in a simple statement like "smoking is harmful to health".

Often, it's a way to temporarily escape from life.

Let the weary soul have a little time to linger during this period.

Let the souls, who have no place to rest in the steel and concrete high-rise buildings, find a moment of peace.

Mai Sakurajima remained silent and did not try to persuade her further.

She didn't think smoking was a big deal; she just wanted to show concern for Kitahara Makoto from her current position.

Although Kitahara Makoto, a high school student, smokes, it seems like the behavior of a delinquent.

But regardless of his image or the things he has done.

No one would associate him with delinquents.

His maturity has transcended the limitations of his age.

Moreover, many writers smoke, especially the great writers, who are inseparable from cigarettes.

Kitahara Makoto smoking is naturally not a big deal.

After finishing his cigarette, Kitahara Shin turned around and hugged Sakurajima Mai.

He simply held her quietly, feeling her warm body temperature, and didn't bother her anymore, because he had already done enough last night.

A young girl who has just received imperial favor should not indulge in too much pleasure.

Moreover, Kitahara Makoto doesn't know if it's because he's young and healthy now.

It's because of the awakening of innate wisdom from past lives.

His physical condition is somewhat abnormal now.