Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

He simply kept his gratitude to the young lady in his heart, and when he had the ability and opportunity in the future, he would definitely repay her a hundredfold or a thousandfold.

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Toyonosaki Private High School.

Grade 11, Class C.

Amidst the shining eyes of the female classmates and the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of the male classmates.

Kitahara Makoto sat down in his seat, then leaned back lazily, instantly relaxing.

Good morning, Kitahara.

A greeting came from my pretty classmate sitting next to me.

Kitahara Makoto turned his head and said with a smile, "Good morning, Megumi."

The girl in front of me wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she was very well-proportioned.

Her sweet and lovely face, combined with her tranquil and serene temperament, created an unexpectedly harmonious and seamless whole.

It's like a clear spring in the mountains, a kingfisher in the forest, and a lotus in the lake.

She exudes a calming aura; simply sitting around her brings peace to one's soul.

Kato Megumi, the woman who had been his deskmate since elementary school, was also one of his childhood friends.

Of course, saying that the girl's appearance is not outstanding is only in comparison to a peerless beauty like Kasumigaoka Utaha, who has a 'natural charm'.

Compared to the average girls in her class, Kato Megumi is quite remarkable. She's an exceptionally cute girl with a great figure.

However, because of the unique temperament she has had since childhood, the girl has been very low-key and unassuming, which is why her excellence has not been discovered.

But it was precisely because of this that he was able to find this beautiful jade so easily.

Kitahara Makoto noticed Kato Megumi when he was in elementary school. At that time, he didn't have any other thoughts. He simply felt that Kato Megumi was a bit lonely, so he wanted to help her and make friends with her.

As a child, Kato Megumi truly lacked friends, and she was very happy to receive Kitahara Makoto's kindness.

And so the two of them formed a deep friendship that continues to this day.

Kato Megumi looked at the faint dark circles around Kitahara Makoto's eyes and asked, "What did you do last night? Play video games all night?"

"No, I was busy with other things."

Kitahara Makoto yawned, then promptly slumped onto the table.

"I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up when the teacher comes."

"it is good."

Seeing Kitahara Makoto sleeping on the table, the girl picked up her textbook and began to preview the lessons.

A little while later, the teacher came to start the lesson.

Kato Megumi wakes Kitahara Makoto up.

Fifteen minutes later, Kitahara Makoto decisively put down his textbook.

Screw the exam.

so boring.

He doesn't deny that going to university has many benefits, but there are so many ways to get into university that you don't necessarily have to take an exam.

Especially in a capitalist country like Japan.

Some prestigious private schools only require a letter of recommendation from an influential person and payment of tuition to gain admission.

Moreover, most of Japan's prestigious universities are private universities, including Waseda University, Meiji University, Tokyo University of Science, and other universities that enjoy international renown.

This is a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor.

For him, becoming rich is far more important than becoming a great test-taker!

So after putting down his textbook, Kitahara Makoto resolutely continued his book-copying project...

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Chapter 3: Kato Megumi, Confession Letter

At noon, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

No Longer Human is not a long novella, and it was copied from another source.

After a night and a morning of hard work, Kitahara Makoto finally finished the book. All he had to do now was find a suitable publisher to submit it to and wait for the results.

"Um……"

Kitahara stretched lazily and turned to look at the quiet girl next to him.

Bright light shone on her, her lovely and delicate face, coupled with her gentle and elegant temperament, made her look like a fairy in the forest, making it hard not to feel a sense of goodwill towards her.

Kato Megumi closed her textbook and then took out two bento boxes from the insulated bag.

"Kitahara-kun, here is today's bento."

Perhaps it's because beautiful people share similar views, but like Kato Megumi and Kasumigaoka Utaha, she also frequently fed him.

One of them was in charge of the morning, and the other was in charge of the noon; it was as if there was an unspoken understanding between them.

"I'm so happy to be able to eat Hui-chan's delicious dishes again."

"Thank you, Hui-chan."

Kitahara was delighted. Kato Megumi had a personality similar to that of a Yamato Nadeshiko, not only quiet, reserved, gentle, considerate, and understanding, but also possessing amazing cooking skills that were unknown to others.

He was copying... cough cough, he'd been writing all morning and was starving.

This delicious bento box is like a gift from heaven.

Kitahara Makoto eagerly opened his bento box. Today's theme was tempura, with fried shrimp, fried octopus, fried vegetables, rice...

The lunchbox was a balanced meal with a mix of meat and vegetables, and the portion was huge. Compared to Kato Megumi's small and delicate lunchbox, his lunchbox looked like a behemoth.

"I'm glad Kitahara-kun likes it."

Kato Megumi spoke calmly, but the lighthearted tone betrayed her good mood.

She was clearly very happy to have gained Kitahara Makoto's approval.

After a hearty meal, Kato Megumi stubbornly took the lunchbox to wash by herself.

Kitahara Masanori dozed off for a while, lying on the table.

After Kato Megumi returned, about ten minutes later, the afternoon classes began...

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3pm.

The school bell rings.

Students poured out of the classroom door like a stream.

Kitahara Shin opened the shoe cabinet, and a dozen pink letters instantly fell out.

"Kitahara-kun is still so popular."

Seeing this, Kato Megumi couldn't help but tease her.

Seeing this, Kitahara Makoto helplessly rubbed his temples. His handsome appearance and melancholic (and poor) demeanor made him quite popular at school.

Even though she spends every day with invincible beauties like Kasumigaoka Utaha and Kato Megumi, she still can't stop those ordinary girls from getting carried away.

Basically, whenever he comes to school, he receives many of these love confession letters.

I don't know if these women are just too confident in themselves, or if they're just playing it safe.

However, he himself would not feel proud or happy about such a thing.

Although many of his male classmates envied his treatment.

But Kitahara Shin just found it annoying.

These idiots don't even know their own worth. If they want to sleep with him, they'd at least have to be as good-looking as Kato Megumi, right?

Otherwise, how could he possibly develop sexual interest in those ordinary, unattractive women?

"If you like it, you can have it."

Kitahara Shin shoved the dozen or so love letters into Kato Megumi's arms.

Kato Megumi blushed instantly. What was the point of giving her a love letter from someone else? It made her feel like a busybody.

In the corridor, some girls who were secretly observing saw this scene and their eyes instantly darkened.

Meanwhile, some boys who were secretly observing were practically grinding their teeth in frustration at the sheer number of love letters!

Kitahara Shin had neither the knowledge nor the interest in knowing what these people were thinking behind the scenes.

He and Kato Megumi parted ways at the school gate.

Because the two of them were heading in opposite directions, one to the east and the other to the west, they were not going the same way.

After saying goodbye to Kato Megumi, Kitahara Makoto walked alone along the street. After turning a corner, he saw the girl waiting for him.

She stood on the street corner, gently tucking her long hair behind her ear. A breeze stirred her skirt, revealing her long, straight legs clad in elegant black stockings. Sunlight fell on her like scattered gold, making the whole world seem brighter.

Some passersby stared at her, either secretly or openly.

Kitahara Makoto walked straight toward the girl.

"Sister Shiyu."

"Xiao Zhen, you're so slow."

"A man shouldn't rush things."

"Pah! How dare you flirt with your older sister like that..."

The young man and woman left together, leaving behind only heartbroken pedestrians and lovesick teenagers.

As expected, the princess was always surrounded by knights, so they had no chance to fantasize.

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arrive home.

Kitahara Makoto declined Kasumigaoka Utaha's invitation to afternoon tea.

I took the manuscript to a copy shop, made copies of the first few chapters, and then took the train to 71 Yaracho, Shinjuku Ward.

A company brimming with cultural and historical atmosphere, with a huge signboard, appeared before him.

Xinchaoshe!

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Chapter 4: Submitting a Story, The Girl Who Buys Bread, and Megumi's Date

Shinchosha, the leading publisher of pure literature in Japan.

The publisher with the most Akutagawa Prize winners.

Its influence is very wide.

Anyone working in the industry or writing is bound to know this publishing house.

It is the place where countless new literary talents in Japan dream of attaining enlightenment.

Kitahara Makoto's submission process went very smoothly.

Although the receptionist seemed a bit cold, it's understandable for a working person on a Monday.

There are no scenes of brainless, immature people suddenly jumping out to slap you in the face and provoke you.