Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

Furthermore, some parts of the house need to be renovated, and furniture needs to be purchased, all of which take time.

Kitahara Makoto directly entrusted all these matters to a law firm to handle.

His company has a long-term business agreement with this law firm to handle legal issues related to copyright.

This time, when buying the house, I also entrusted this firm to handle matters related to the contract.

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After viewing the house, we came out.

It's still early, and it's a rare weekend.

Kitahara Makoto, holding Kato Megumi's little hand, went directly to Akihabara, which was nearby.

Playing claw machines, video games, eating street food, going to a maid cafe, and eating the "Love Magic Spell" omelet rice...

In the afternoon, I went to the cinema to watch a movie and then took a walk.

Just like any other young couple, they were having a great time.

When it came time for dinner, Kitahara Makoto booked an entire Michelin-starred restaurant nearby.

"Sir, Madam, your dishes are ready."

In the exquisitely and elegantly decorated restaurant.

Waiters in tuxedos brought out plates of covered dishes.

Then they were opened one by one.

When it was Kato Megumi's turn to eat.

Upon opening it, however, it turned out to be a gift box.

Upon seeing the gift box that suddenly appeared in front of her, Kato Megumi was slightly taken aback at first, and then looked at Kitahara Makoto with a look of surprise and delight.

Kitahara Shin smiled slightly and gently opened the gift box.

An exquisite platinum necklace lay quietly inside.

It shines brightly under the warm light.

"Is this for me?"

Kato Megumi asked, somewhat uncertainly.

Who else but you?

Kitahara Shin smiled and asked in return.

Then he gently picked up the necklace and put it around the girl's neck.

The smooth, white collarbone and the sparkling gemstone necklace complement each other perfectly.

The girl, who was originally a bit naive and cute, seemed to have been polished like a piece of jade, instantly gaining a touch of maturity and captivating radiance.

Looking at the gift from her beloved, Kato Megumi's eyes sparkled, her love almost overflowing. She offered her red lips, and Kitahara Makoto accepted it without hesitation.

The waiters who were just in the restaurant have all left without me noticing.

That night, Megumi Kato did not go home.

Instead, he and Kitahara Makoto awkwardly began their first biology research class at a nearby five-star hotel.

Afterwards, because he was studying so deeply, it wasn't until the next evening that Kitahara Makoto took the badly injured Kato Megumi home.

Then, under the mocking gaze of Kato Megumi's mother, she fled in a sorry state.

Fortunately, he was Kato Megumi's childhood friend, someone she knew well from a young age and grew up with.

There is no concept of early romance in Japanese culture, and many girls get married and have children even when they are in high school.

Otherwise, Kato's mother's gaze wouldn't be a mocking look, but a murderous one.

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I was in ecstasy with Kavenka's writing; the next chapter might not be until after midnight.

I'm shamelessly asking for ratings, flowers, monthly tickets, and all kinds of support.

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: What Makes a Genius?

It's twelve o'clock at night.

Even at this hour, the film set was still brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Mai Sakurajima, who had just finished filming, put on the coat handed to her by her manager.

The icy touch made her shiver involuntarily.

He exhaled a breath, which quickly condensed into white mist.

It's already December, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

After getting dressed, Mai Sakurajima followed her manager toward the van.

As soon as she opened the car door, an unexpected face appeared in front of her.

"Happy birthday!"

Kitahara Makoto appeared before her with a beaming smile, holding a cake.

"How did you come?!"

Sakurajima Mai looked at the person in front of her with surprise and joy, feeling a warm current flowing through her heart, deeply moved.

She quickly got into the car, closed the door, and then threw herself into Kitahara Makoto's arms.

Seeing her artist acting like a child, the female manager in the passenger seat had a hint of helplessness in her eyes before signaling the driver to drive away.

"This is your first birthday since we got together, how could I not come?"

Kitahara Makoto held his girlfriend's slender waist with both hands, silently feeling the amazing softness of her legs.

Mai Sakurajima asked, somewhat puzzled.

"But I definitely didn't tell you my birthday!"

"Fool."

"Can't I just look it up online?"

Kitahara chuckled and patted the girl's head.

"My Mai is a very popular star; you can find out her birthday online."

Sakurajima Mai rubbed against him affectionately like a kitten, then said with dissatisfaction.

"Ugh, you're calling someone stupid again."

In front of others, Mai Sakurajima is aloof and exudes a mature, older sister vibe.

At this moment, however, she is a cute and slightly silly young girl.

Looking at Sakurajima Mai's 'weak and easily bullied' appearance.

Kitahara Makoto, who hadn't seen her for a week, was suddenly filled with burning desire and his mouth was dry.

Sakurajima Mai was right next to him, and she could feel Kitahara Makoto's change in an instant.

Her fair face immediately turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The young couple remained silent.

They simply hugged each other quietly.

hotel.

I got off the train and went back to Mai Sakurajima's room.

Mai Sakurajima said with her head down, "I'm going to take a shower first."

Let's work together to save water.

Kitahara Shin picked up Sakurajima Mai and carried her into the bathroom together...

That night, to repay Kitahara Makoto for braving the freezing cold and snow to celebrate her birthday, Sakurajima Mai was incredibly tender...

(Knowing you won't like what follows, I won't keep padding the word count.)

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"Shocking! He's only eighteen years old, yet he did something like this, attracting the attention of tens of millions of people..."

"A new literary powerhouse has been born, a genius high school writer who will dominate the contemporary literary scene..."

"High school prodigy writer's novel 'No Longer Human' has been shortlisted for the Akutagawa Prize..."

We've entered the second half of December.

A piece of news suddenly ignited the entire Japanese literary world.

Eighteen-year-old high school student writer Osamu Dazai has entered the Akutagawa Prize with his debut work, No Longer Human.

This sets a new record for the youngest nominee.

The news caused a sensation throughout the Japanese literary world.

Because of the status of the Akutagawa Prize in the Japanese literary world.

It holds the same status as the Mao Dun Literature Prize in the Chinese literary world.

It is the largest and most prestigious literary award in Japan.

Let alone winning an award, even being shortlisted is a great honor for most writers.

Many writers spend their entire lives without ever reaching the threshold of the Akutagawa Prize.

Kitahara Makoto, who is only eighteen years old, has already made it into the Akutagawa Prize with his debut work.

Kitahara Makoto's reputation as a 'genius' soared to unprecedented heights.

It was widely reported by many media outlets.

Many people who didn't know 'Dazai Ichiro' were forced to learn about this author.

Then I became curious about "No Longer Human".

As a result, the sales of "No Longer Human" reached another peak after its initial release.

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"Jingle Bell……"

Kitahara Makoto, who was playing a game on the sofa, was suddenly distracted by his phone ringing.

He picked up his phone and looked at the name.

"Hello, is this Editor-in-Chief Yamamoto? What's up?"

"Huh? A new book? I'm writing it, I'm writing it..."

"The Shincho Club's year-end social gathering? Okay, okay, I'll definitely be there..."

hang up the phone.

Looking at the game character who had already died on the TV screen.

Kitahara, bored, tossed down the controller and turned to go to his study.

Yes, he moved to his new home in December.

The new home not only has a very spacious living room and balcony, but also four large rooms, allowing him to build as much as he wants.

The living conditions are worlds apart from the cramped rental rooms I used to live in.

The study contained a large desk with a state-of-the-art computer on it, and rows of bookshelves behind it.

The bookshelf contained only a few books, and some simple figurines and potted plants.

The ladies had already decorated the other rooms.

Only this room, which was exclusively for the male owner, was decorated by Kitahara Makoto himself, and it still feels somewhat empty now.