There is No Problem with the Youth Under the Snow

"I'm sorry to disturb the teacher at this time."

From the other side of the call came the usual quiet and capable voice of Machida editor.

"However, there is one very important thing I have to say."

Her voice faltered slightly, and her words revealed seriousness.

"Teacher Xia Shizi, are you at home now?"

"Ah."

Facing Ms. Machida who had completely entered the editing work mode, Shiyu vaguely realized that it should be related to herself.

"I'll go right now."

After Miss Machida said this, the call was hung up.

Shi Yu's eyelids couldn't help but pick, then took a deep breath and looked out the window.

What the hell is going on, is there something wrong with the manuscript submitted yesterday?

When she thought about it, her eyebrows could not help frowning slightly.

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In fact, as said on the phone, Miss Machida came very quickly, and it seemed that she drove over here as soon as the call was hung up.

Her clothes were wet in places, and her hair was messy.

She was holding a moderately thick manuscript in her hand, which seemed to be just about the size of a volume.

There was a vague guess in my heart,

"Miss Machida, is there any problem with submitting the manuscript yesterday?"

As she asked so suspiciously, her eyes followed the words to Machida-san, who was sitting across from her.

"Teacher Xia Shizi, what do you think of yesterday's manuscript?"

She did not directly answer Kasumigaoka's question. On the contrary, Machida-san also responded with a question.

"How is it..."

Hearing Machida-san's words, Kasumigaoka couldn't help thinking.

"The storyline follows the previous outline, and the description follows the usual way of writing..."

Thinking about it like this, Shi Yu's brows furrowed even more.

"I don't think it's a problem compared to before."

With a slightly heavy tone, Shi Yu slowly raised his head.

"Whether it is the continuity or development of the plot, or the importance of the narrative, I have taken into account..."

"teacher."

However, Machida-san suddenly interrupted her.

"There is really no problem with the manuscript."

Machida-san said that and sighed involuntarily.

"But, teacher, don't you feel that something is missing?"

"What's missing..."

She repeated the words of the editor Machida, pondering.

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"So annoying, so annoying, so annoying."

The person who was rolling back and forth on the bed with the pillow was Sawamura Erily.

A rare school holiday, but unexpectedly empty.

In a state of lack of motivation, I have no motivation to even play the game I have always loved, let alone hand in the manuscript that the editor said.

After rolling back and forth on the bed for a while, finally, as if tired, he stared blankly at the bright ceiling, and his body was tired and fell into the soft bed.

"Xue Nai..."

Gently, the voice of the heart leaked from the corner of the mouth.

Unconsciously, he buried his head in the pillow.

Naturally, it has become a part of life, and she spends this and that daily life with her.

Suddenly speaking alone, it is inevitable that it will become so empty and unaccustomed.

All in all, the current Kashiwagi Eri-sensei can't get enough energy.

The confusion of not knowing about the present and the future made her feel restless in her heart.

I don't know what to do, is it really alright to just go about my day-to-day routine like now?

It seems that something is fermenting in the small department, it is not a static routine.