I won't be a loser.

If you don't meet a wise man, then your future will definitely be quite sad, right?

Lying in her small 'home' at night, Mito Yuge would at some point in time not be able to help but shed tears, feeling confused and sad about her future. The pain in her heart was difficult to express to anyone.

The beautiful things she had experienced in the past have now become nightmares every night, forcing her to open her eyes early to face this cruel and cold real world.

The only light.

"I checked the relevant legal provisions. Your parents have become guarantors of the debt. Even if they assume the debt, it is limited to your parents' property. You don't have a direct guarantee relationship, so you don't need to repay the debt on their behalf."

"After my parents passed away, those people didn't come looking for me. But even so, my life is already very bad. If I continue like this, I don't know what will happen in the future."

After such an experience, even after graduating from school and looking for a job, it will be an indelible mark and a burden in her life.

"Will you leave Tokyo?"

After hearing what Mito Yuge said, Xianren's gaze fell on the girl. Looking at the girl in front of him, he slowly spoke.

"If you're willing to leave Tokyo and this place, I might be able to help. My hometown, Gifu, is a relatively peaceful place where no one will know about your situation. You can start your life anew in peace."

Mito Yuge looked at the wise man in front of her, and after listening to his words quietly, a confused expression appeared on her face.

It’s not that she doesn’t understand what the sage means, but understanding what the sage means has nothing to do with her understanding why the sage does what he does. She looks at the young man in front of her, her heart filled with confusion.

"Why do you want to help me like this?"

"I just don't want to see the person in front of me sink into a deep quagmire. A normal person wouldn't watch a blooming flower get stained by mud, right?"

After hearing Xianren's explanation and answer, Mito Yuge couldn't help but fall into speechlessness. Looking at Xianren's serious expression, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth and smiled lightly.

"You've already helped me a lot, which is more than enough. Now you've given me so much support. I don't need to rush things for a while. I will seriously consider what to do in the future."

Looking at Xianren, Mito Yuge pursed her lips and gave an answer with a smile.

Looking at the girl in front of him, her pure eyes and expression always made him recall the past inadvertently. When he thought of someone who had been good to him, he closed his eyes silently.

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down.

He opened his eyes again and looked at the girl in front of him, smiling slightly.

"Well, if there's anything you need help with, just tell me."

"Well, then, I'll trouble you then."

"If I help someone and then give up halfway, that's not my style."

Blinking, Mito Yuge looked at the boy in front of her, bit her lips lightly, and her eyes flashed.

"At that time, what you said, you really don't think about it?"

"Ok?"

He looked at Mito Yuge with some confusion. Looking at the other person's calm eyes and the smile on the corner of her mouth, he probably understood what the other person meant. After a moment of silence, he slowly stood up, walked from where he was sitting, walked to Mito Yuge's side, and sat down.

Under Mito Yuge's somewhat tangled and nervous gaze, Xianren did not do anything to make her heart beat. He just silently turned his body to the side and then rested his head on her legs.

"Is it okay for me to lie down for a while?"

".......certainly."

Lying peacefully on a girl's lap, resting his head on her legs, closing his eyes and resting, for him, it wasn't an unattainable dream. If he opened his mouth, the world would easily satisfy him, but...

With his eyes closed, Xianren just rested his head quietly on the other's legs, and Mito Yuge also lowered her head, looking at Xianren who had his eyes closed and a relaxed expression on his face.

This lasted for about half an hour. When the two left the room, Mito Yuge, whose legs felt a little sore, couldn't help but walk awkwardly. Xianren walked beside her, supporting her, which attracted the subtle gazes of others.

However, the two of them were not so idle as to explain themselves just because of other people's gazes. After walking for a while, they took a short rest in a restaurant they passed by. After dinner, Xianren sent Mito Yuge back to her place, waved goodbye, turned and walked towards the subway, ready to return to his apartment.

Standing quietly at the door of the comic cafe, watching Kento's leaving back, Mito Yuge looked down at the plastic bag in her hand, which contained the books she bought at Kinokuniya.

"Go back..."

He returned to the single room where he lived, entered, put the book on the table, picked up his clothes, and quietly left his single room. While there were not many people around, he went to the shower area and took a shower first.

When she walked out of the shower room, she found a long line outside. She silently withdrew her gaze, returned to her single room, locked the door, and slowly sat down.

The narrow space was inevitably dim at night even with the lights on. It separated the surrounding space, but there was no ceiling above. Any movement could be heard through the partitions, not to mention the strange smells wafting around...

People who occasionally step in here just feel that the smell is a bit strange, but if you live here for a long time, you will inevitably have some opinions about it. Mito Yuge couldn't help but buy a cheap air freshener and put it in her "room" to ensure that the air would not smell strange.

Living in such a place for a long time will completely wear out your fighting spirit, and your mind will seem to be constrained by this narrow space, making it difficult to think about complex problems.

After washing, Mito Yuge closed her eyes, sat for a while, adjusted her mentality, and then slowly opened her eyes again, picked up the book on the table, looked at the title - "Angel with Stigma", and fell into deep thought.

She didn't know who the angel was. When she heard the title of the book from the wise man and realized that the content of the book was related to herself, she began to wonder if the "angel" was herself?

Looking at the name 'Miyamizu Yuka', a faint smile appeared on her lips. She silently removed the plastic cover protecting the book, folded it aside, and silently turned the page...

"I'm home."

Looking at the lights of Qingpu's house across the balcony, Xianren sent a text message to Setsuna, pulled up his curtains, and casually placed his phone on the table. He then slowly went to boil some water, and when he came back, he saw Setsuna's reply -

"Um"

After giving a brief one-word answer, Xianren smiled and walked towards the bathroom.

Sitting in her room, wearing light pink pajamas, when she saw the message from the wise man, she silently lay down on her bed, buried her face in the pillow, silently closed her eyes, took a hard breath, turned over, opened her eyes, and looked at the ceiling above her head.

She still hasn't been able to understand Xianren. She doesn't know what Xianren is thinking about on weekdays, and she doesn't know his thought process. They don't go to the same school every day, so she doesn't know what Xianren has experienced in his school.

Even after such a long time of dating, most of the sages were still so mysterious to her.

It is inevitable that her heart will be shaken, but she will be convinced by herself. She lies on her bed and closes her eyes. The face of the wise man will appear in front of her. She opens her eyes and looks at the familiar room.

"..."

He lifted up his quilt, put on his pajamas, walked to the clothes rack, picked up one of his coats, put it on himself, and walked out of his room.

Qing Pu Mai was sitting on the sofa, watching a variety show, but it was not yet time to go to bed. Suddenly, she heard the door open. She looked towards Setsuna's room and saw Setsuna walking out of the room. She blinked and didn't know what her daughter was going to do at this time when she was still awake.

"bathroom?"

"No, I'm going to find the wise man."

"He came home?"

"Ah."

"......"

When she opened her mouth to say "Why don't I go and take a look too", she saw the serious expression on Shanna's face and swallowed her words back, worried that if she really opened her mouth, her daughter would get angry with her.

Anyway, there is plenty of time on weekdays. Thinking of Saionji Yuko, Qingura Mai couldn't help but frowned and ended her thinking.

"Will you come back tonight?"

"No return."

He walked to the door, opened it, looked back at his mother, and closed the door casually.

Seeing the moment he left, Qingpu Mai pursed her lips and sent a message to Xianren.

The wise man who was in the bathroom suddenly heard a knock on the door. He was stunned for a moment, turned down the water a little, and then he heard a clear knock on the door.

He silently showered himself, then wrapped himself in a towel. He walked out of the bathroom and came to the door.

"moment?"

The moment he saw the girl standing in front of him in pajamas and a single coat, Xianren couldn't help but choke. He let the girl into his room, then silently closed the door and returned to the bathroom.

At least he has to finish this bath properly.

Xianren, who was confused as to how Setsuna suddenly came, wiped his body thoroughly, put on his pajamas, and when he returned to the room, he saw the girl lying on his bed.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to have fallen asleep. Xianren glanced at him for a moment, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and then lay down on the bed quietly.

They were all ready to sleep quietly, but not long after Xianren lay down, a hand suddenly grabbed his hand.

He opened his eyes and saw the unhappy gaze staring at him closely. Xianren's eyes wandered for a moment, and he could only fulfill his responsibilities as a boyfriend...

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Cherry Blossom Season: 182. Is this topic unavoidable?

"Isn't this dress okay?"

Kento came to the venue wearing a simple sweater. He looked at Mari Fukazaki beside him, then lowered his head to glance at his own clothes, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"No, it's not that I can't, I'm just a little surprised."

After thinking about it, she realized that the boy in front of her was just an ordinary teenager. It was also his first time facing such an event and scene. It was impossible for him to consider everything. It was her own negligence, but when she thought about it carefully, it didn't have much impact, so it didn't matter.

Standing in the bookstore, looking at the autograph desk I was heading for, and then looking at the posters around me, even if I had already anticipated it in my heart, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed when I really faced it.

"Shall we sit over there now?"

"Yeah...okay."

Mari Fukaoka glanced at the time on her watch and felt that it was about time.

So, after looking at Mari Fukaoka, Xianren walked silently to the autograph table, sat down, and then silently supported his cheek with one hand and looked at the environment and situation inside the bookstore.

This is a large bookstore located in Bunkyo Ward, and it seems to have some relationship with Kaisakusha. Therefore, after what Mari Fukaoka said was a "heated discussion", the signing was decided here.

“There are absolutely no people here.”

Xianren looked at the book lovers in the store, coming in and out. Few people looked at him. His eyes turned to Mari Fukazaki who was sitting next to him.

"Hasn't it just opened recently? Wait a minute, there will probably be people here."

Glancing at the wise man beside her, Mari Fukaoka was a little worried. She had probably guessed that such a situation would happen, but she didn't expect it to be so desolate and miserable. However, she couldn't just give up halfway, so she comforted the wise man.

"It should be over around noon, right?"

"Let's wait until the afternoon. Now we can hold on until around two in the afternoon, then we can call it a day."

"Isn't that a bit boring?"

Some people did look over here, but they didn't come towards him at all. Xianren was a little helpless. He lowered his head silently and pulled up the baseball cap he had bought specially to cover up the helpless expression on his face.

"Aren't I still here with you?"

Mari Fukaoka also sat down next to Kento, looking at the bookstore customers who didn't come near her at all, and sighed silently in her heart.

"It's really miserable. Have sales increased during this period?"

"It's increased a bit. After some publicity, the sales volume has now reached around 2,000 copies."

"Isn't it only twice as much as the first day?"

"We've already started promoting it, but it still needs time for the momentum to develop. It's impossible for everyone to suddenly become interested in a book and then all rush to buy it all at once, right?"

Mari Fukaoka also felt that the current sales growth was too low, but after thinking about it again, she realized that the level of Kento's works was not low at all. She didn't know what the reason was that his works have not become popular until now.

"Normally, it's quite normal for your work to sell tens of thousands of copies, but it's still a little low now. We've already started promoting it, and there will definitely be a more significant increase within a week."

“Have you contacted those recommended bloggers on the Internet?”

"Internet? Not yet."

Unable to understand the meaning of Xianren's question, Mari Fukaoka blinked and shook her head slightly.

He was thinking of opening his mouth to talk to Mari Fukaoka about this matter, but suddenly someone approached the table, stopped, and handed a book to him. He had just opened his mouth, but then closed it silently. Xianren looked down at the work in front of him, and then looked at the person in front of him.

"Excuse me, is this the place to sign? Are there any requirements?"

The other person was a very ordinary boy, looking at Xianren with curiosity, probably because he didn't expect that such a young person could become a writer.

"No, there isn't."

Looking at the book the other party handed to him, he casually signed his pen name "Miyamizu Yuge" on it with a pen. Thinking of the other party, he smiled and thanked him. He thanked the other party for buying his book, watched the other party leave with a smile, and turned his head to look at Mari Fukazaki.

"The first one."

"There will probably be a second and third person soon."

"I heard that those famous writers always have book signings where their hands become so numb and sore that they can't even lift them the next day. Do I consider myself lucky?"

"Wouldn't it be better if more books were sold?"

"That's right."

Xianren nodded. If possible, he also hoped that he could sign and sell more books, but now it seems that this is difficult to achieve.

"If I sell fewer books, my hands won't have to work too hard. If I sell more, my hands will have to work harder. I guess this is an equal exchange."