I won't be a loser.

"Going out?"

I heard from Qingpu Shanna that she invited him to go shopping together. At the beginning of the New Year, most of the businesses had closed down. Today they reopened, so she wanted Xianren to accompany her to go shopping on the street.

If it was an ordinary day with nothing to do, there would naturally be no problem. He would just make some preparations and go out with Qingpu Shuna.

But during this time, he didn't want to go out.

The wise man sitting in the room restrained himself from looking in the direction of the drawer and thought seriously for a moment.

"I haven't really wanted to go out lately. If there's anything you need, can you ask Shijie to go with you?"

"What happened?"

After hearing the wise man's refusal, Qingpu Setsuna, who had thought that the other party would agree, was also a little surprised. He looked at the wise man in front of him, trying to understand the reason from his expression.

"It's not a big deal, I just don't want to go out during this period."

He looked towards the window, glanced at the fine snow outside, was silent for a moment, and then turned his gaze back to the girl in front of him. He looked into the girl's eyes without much emotion.

"It's about the new book. I've got some ideas. I'll go with you later when I have time."

".......I see."

After hearing Xianren's answer, the girl couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but when she heard that it was related to Xianren's new book, she expressed her understanding. She left him some time alone and made an appointment to go out with Shijie.

Watching the girl's back disappear at the door, the wise man sitting in the house gently touched his forehead with a helpless expression.

The reason wasn't very good, but fortunately the girl expressed her understanding.

The wise man was not completely indifferent to the girl's consideration.

It's just that I can't tell her about this now. I will wait until everything is over and the house is bought. Then I can tell the girl as a surprise. It will still be in time, or that is the best way to deal with it.

In the next two days, it seemed like I really thought about what I should write.

Almost all of them are wise men who sit at their desks, create a new document in their own documents, and write down some ideas and content in their minds, without ever stepping out of their homes.

When Qingpu Shanna arrived at Xianren's house, he saw Xianren with messy hair and tired eyes. He wanted to persuade him to take a rest, but Xianren silently waved his hand and continued to sit in front of his computer desk, quietly writing.

There was already a lot of food stored at home, and even after some time had passed since the New Year, it was still enough for him to live alone for a week. In addition, he asked Qingpu Setsuna to help purchase some food, so there was enough for him to stay at home until that day.

"Has it been five days since you left the house?"

On July 6th, when Kiyoura Setsuna and Saionji Sekai were together, they sat in a dessert shop, ordered cream chocolate sundaes and puffs, and killed the time that they didn't know what to do with. When they talked about Kento, Saionji Sekai was a little surprised.

"Well, I haven't left the house for five days. I've been sitting at my desk the whole time. It seems like my work has entered a period of inspiration. Once I stop, it becomes difficult to figure out how to enter this state and create works quickly."

"Ha... I don't quite understand, but it sounds pretty impressive."

Saionji Sekai didn't quite understand what the "inspiration period" was, but she understood the following sentence and knew that once the wise man stopped, it would be difficult for him to create efficient works.

Thinking that Kento was currently inside the house, creating his work on his computer, Saionji Sekai couldn't help but feel a little subtle.

When everyone was still a student and had no idea about the future, and at most worked a part-time job to earn a little living expenses, the wise men of the same age already had a very clear plan for their lives and had already earned their first money.

I don’t know if it was a feeling of loss or some unwillingness, but a feeling was growing in the heart of Saionji Sekai, and she also wanted to prove her own life value.

"Shall we go do something too?"

Saionji Sekai looked at her friend, and Kiyoura Setsuna looked at Saionji Sekai, not knowing what she meant by "do something".

"what?"

"It's about time we decided on our own lives, figured out which path we should take and how to proceed. We're already high school students and will be going to college soon. By then, it will be too late to plan our lives."

At the end of her first semester of her freshman year of high school, Sekai Saionji began to consider the direction of her life.

"I've already thought about it. Didn't I tell you last time when we were at home?"

"Uh--"

Looking at Kiyoura Setsuna in front of her and hearing the answer from her, Saionji Sekai remembered that it seemed to be true. She was the only one who had not decided on the direction of her life.

"Are you going to be with Xianren?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll try my best to stay by your side and become the light bulb you two can't get rid of!"

Although it is good to have a goal, but there always feels like something is wrong with such a goal?

Looking at the enthusiastic Sekai Saionji, Kiyoura Setsuna didn't want to discourage her enthusiasm, so she silently scooped the cream on the sundae with a spoon and put it into her mouth.

Both the body and mind were extremely tired. Sitting in front of the computer, Xianren felt his brain was also groggy.

Too tired to think.

"call--"

He sighed deeply, stood up silently, saved the content, and slowly walked to the edge of his bed, lay down on it, and covered his eyes with one hand.

tomorrow.

You can exchange it tomorrow.

He closed his eyes and gradually fell into a deep sleep. Suddenly, he thought of some questions and opened his eyes again.

sense of security.

He felt very insecure now. He was going there alone, and he was a little worried. After a long silence, he sat up again, found his phone, and called Mari Fukaoka.

"Mari-san, are you back in Tokyo?"

"I've been back for a while, what's going on?"

"Are you free tomorrow? I need your help with something, is that okay?"

Mari Fukazaki, who was working in the company, heard what Kento said. She didn't know what the other party wanted to say. She was processing documents, so she put her pen on the documents and focused on the conversation with Kento, not knowing what he wanted to say.

"Is it something important?"

"It's not particularly... No, it's very important. It would be very difficult for me to handle this matter alone, so I'd like to ask Mari-san to accompany me."

"It doesn't matter, but does it have to be tomorrow?"

There is still some work that needs to be dealt with, and she will have to wait until the day after tomorrow to be completely free. But if it is a very important matter, it is not impossible for her to take a leave.

"It would be best if it were tomorrow. At any other time, I think I wouldn't be able to hold on."

"Can't hold on?"

Mari Fukaoka noticed the somewhat strange description and didn't know what it was, but when she heard the word "can't hold on", she felt that it became serious, and the expression on her face suddenly became serious.

"I see. I'll take a day off tomorrow and go with you to deal with it."

"sorry to bother you."

"Nothing, what's the time?"

"It's scheduled for tomorrow morning at nine o'clock. We'll be at—"

After agreeing on a meeting time and place with Mari Kazeoka, the two hung up the phone.

In his heart, Kento felt a little grateful to Mari Fukaoka for agreeing so easily. He silently closed his eyes, walked back to the edge of his bed, leaned back and lay on the bed, closing his eyes.

After a night's rest, I opened my eyes again and found that it was only seven o'clock in the morning, two hours before the agreed time of nine o'clock.

He silently got up from the bed, changed his clothes, saved some contact information, looked at the specific time, walked into the bathroom, washed his body, and felt a little more energetic.

He chose his clothes from his closet, took out a mask, put it on the table, walked quietly to the refrigerator, and looked at the remaining ingredients inside.

After preparing a simple breakfast, he walked to the drawer, took out the lottery ticket, put it into his wallet, and then into his pocket. Feeling the tightness, he picked up his mask and left his apartment.

When we arrived at the agreed location, it was only 8:36, which was not far from the agreed time.

"Twenty more minutes, about half an hour has passed, it should be about time."

After taking a deep breath, Xianren became more and more nervous, just like the first time he went on a long journey and came to an unfamiliar environment. He was full of anticipation, but also confused and uneasy inside.

She pursed her lips lightly, slowly looked up at the sky above her head, and then slowly looked at the floor tiles in front of her again, feeling uneasy.

Around nine o'clock, around eight fifty, I received a text message from Mari Fukaoka saying she had arrived.

He stood up and found a familiar figure in the crowd, and walked towards him. His tall figure was particularly conspicuous in this vast sea of people, so the wise man didn't even need to look for the other person deliberately.

A brown coat, a black plush turtleneck sweater, and tight washed jeans make her look like an urban beauty.

"Face mask?"

"Well, thank you for troubling you today, Mari."

"It's nothing serious, but is there something that needs to be dealt with today?"

"You'll know soon. I might need to borrow your identity as the editor of Kaiyingshe to help with this."

"As the editor of Kaiying Society?"

"Please come with me."

Kento didn't know how to explain to Mari Fukazaki, so he just put on a mask and walked forward side by side with Mari Fukazaki. Mari Fukazaki looked at the boy who was talking beside her in a mysterious way and felt that something was different from usual.

She was a little confused about what was going on, and was wondering if she shouldn't have agreed today.

The two walked on the road and it took Xianren half an hour to arrive at the headquarters of the lottery and enter. Under the confused and somewhat surprised gaze of Fuuka Mari, Xianren came to the front desk.

"How can I help you?"

"Claim your prize."

Xianren took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera mode, and handed it to Mari Fukaoka who was standing beside him.

Mari Fukaoka took Kento's phone with some speculation in her mind. While feeling a little moved by Kento's caution, she heard his next words.

"A billion."

My hand trembled.

Mari Fukaoka almost couldn't hold Kento's phone steady. She widened her eyes and looked at Kento beside her.

The receptionist was also surprised and suddenly became nervous.

"I understand. Please wait a moment."

The waiter at the front desk immediately called the senior management and had some communication, then invited Xianren into a reception room. Mari Fukaoka on the side was silently filming the scene.

Only when there were only two people left in the living room did she calm down her shock.

"A billion?"

"A billion."

There was another period of silence. After a while, more people entered the reception room. There was more than one person, two middle-aged men and one middle-aged man who looked relatively younger.

After entering, they chatted briefly with Xianren, and then confirmed the lottery ticket with Xianren. After confirming that there was no problem with Xianren's lottery ticket, the two looked at Mari Fukazaki beside them and tentatively asked about the other party's identity.

"I'm a writer. The person next to me is my editor. I'm here with you to claim the prize today."

The two men looked at each other and fell silent. After a moment, they smiled and handed the lottery ticket to the wise man. They asked someone to bring a check, filled in a series of numbers on it, and handed the check to the wise man.

They asked someone to accompany them to the bank to claim the prize. Starting in the morning, before noon, Kento and Mari Fukaoka walked out of the bank.

"Congratulations."

The lottery executives resisted, and Xianren breathed a sigh of relief, extended his hand, shook hands lightly with the other party, and handed the lottery ticket to the other party.

After some congratulations, blessings, and some polite words, the senior executive took the lottery ticket and left. The remaining two people, Kento and Fuuka Mari, stood on the road looking at each other.

- - - -

After all, I haven’t won a billion, so I can only dream about it in books, woooooo!!!

Thank you for loving you loving you..., Pi, this place is boundless, the monthly tickets and blades are dripping! Thank you all for your recommendation votes!

Summer Cicadas: 298. Financial Genius

Ginza 10-chome. Chanel Building. F

The French restaurant called 'Beige Alain Ducasse' was Mari Kazeoka's first time at such a high-end restaurant. Facing the attentive service and the warm and cozy restaurant environment, she looked at the young man in front of her who had just earned a billion yen.

"I've lived in Tokyo for so long, but this is the first time I've come to such a unique restaurant."

"Me too."

Xianren sat down on the soft and springy sofa, looked at the menu handed by the waiter, and glanced at the dishes and prices.

"The price is not as expensive as I imagined. I can come here with Yuanzi and experience it occasionally."