I Won't Be a Loser

Entering the room, Fuzeoka Mari took out an envelope from her bag and handed it to the wise man.

Some weak hands stretched out and grabbed the wallet handed out by Fuzeoka Mari. He looked down at the envelope, squeezed the thickness lightly, opened the envelope, and glanced at the fee inside. Not at all, even a little more.

"The cost here—"

"The ones that are too much, just treat them as thank you for the trouble you caused yesterday, and they are not too much, and I happen to have no change, so just leave it at that, don't worry about it."

It wasn't that many, and the sage didn't get entangled, and put the envelope in his desk drawer casually, then motioned for Fuzeoka Mari to sit down, and he sat down in the room as well.

Although the effects of the anesthesia had faded a lot, he still hadn't fully recovered. He was a little tired standing up and couldn't hold it any longer, so he sat down first.

Standing Fuzeoka Mari saw the sage sitting down, hesitated for a moment, sat down too, looked at the young man in front of her, and looked at the tired look on the other side, she couldn't help but became curious, and asked The reason why the sage came home just now.

"Go home at this point, Miyazui-kun, have you joined the club?"

"I didn't join any clubs. I came back late because something happened in school. I couldn't go home after school."

Regarding the fact that he drank carbonated water, which caused him to be paralyzed in school all afternoon, the sage felt that it would be difficult for anyone to believe his words. After thinking about it, he didn't tell the editor in front of him, but used vague Words, a brief summary.

Looking at the sage sitting opposite him, Fuzeoka Mari's eyes stayed on his handsome face, and he couldn't help guessing.

"Could it be that she was called to the back of the gymnasium by a girl and made a confession of love?"

From Fuzeoka Mari's point of view, a boy like Sage who looks like an excellent boy should be very popular in school, as if he had to come home late after school, Probably only those youthful... confessions?

A forced smile appeared on the sage's face stiffened by anesthesia.

"For the time being, nothing like this has happened in school. I have received a lot of love letters before, but now I rarely receive them."

"Before? Did everyone know about having a girlfriend?"

"No, it shouldn't be."

The sound of boiling water made the sage look back, stood up, took out a clean cup from the cupboard, washed it again, put some tea leaves in it, and after brewing, brought it to Fuzeoka Mari and In front of him, he sat down again.

"My girlfriend is not in my school, so no one knows about the things between us, but in my own school, because I have a good relationship with some girls on weekdays, it has caused some rumors, so I let other Girls stop paying attention."

"The relationship with girls is better? It seems that Miyazui-kun is indeed very popular in school, so they must be very cute girls?"

At first, Fuzeoka Mari didn't understand why such an outstanding boy like Sage would have no one to confess, but now that he heard his answer, he suddenly understood.

Probably because there is already a very good girl beside her, which makes other girls discouraged.

However, at the same time, I also became a little concerned. Even though I already had a girlfriend, I still have a good relationship with other girls, and my girlfriend is not in the same school?

She felt that her thoughts were full of malice towards the boy in front of her, but she couldn't restrain herself from thinking like that. She always felt that such a situation was very similar to...

"Cute, um, they are all very cute girls, and they all have their own styles. However, I have told them that I already have a girlfriend."

I touched the teacup in front of me and felt the scalding temperature, so I couldn't drink it directly.

Noticing the way Fuzeoka Mari looked at him, the sage smiled back, causing Fuzeoka Mari to lower his head slightly, feeling guilty for his malicious speculation.

"Sister Marie, what kind of works do you think I will write in the future, which would be better?"

He also stopped talking about his feelings and campus life. The sage changed the topic to serious creations and asked Mari Fuzeoka for his opinion, but he was just asking for a simple reference. What to write depends on his own mood.

The sudden change of the topic made Fuzeoka Mari involuntarily break free from her guilty conscience, looked at the young man opposite her, and couldn't help but think about it from her perspective as a professional editor.

"The theme, I feel that the theme of "Angel Bearing Stigma" is already very good, the feelings of young girls and girls, plus some in-depth analysis of society, but if you want to become more popular, I think it can be considered Change to a woman at once."

"Is it the kind of subject that female readers like?"

"Ah."

There is no doubt about the spending power of women. After hearing Mari Fuzeoka's suggestion, the sage couldn't help but think about it seriously.

"But the subject matter that women like...."

"Emotionally, young women, that is, middle school students and high school girls, like the kind of works. Once they become popular, they can cause quite a big topic, and you, the sage...even if it is There is no problem with the qualifications for debuting as an idol. You can sell your works well after packaging them. Moreover, most people are much more tolerant of the emotional life of writers than idols. Even if they have a girlfriend, There's no problem either."

Looking at the sage in front of her, Fuzeoka Mari was still very rational and calm at first, but after speaking, her interest suddenly became high, staring at the sage in front of her, her eyes sparkled involuntarily.

In the past, it was because of a mediocre relationship, but now looking at the sage in front of her, she seemed to be looking at a golden treasure house, and her whole body became a little excited.

"You can even beautify the relationship between you and your little girlfriend a little bit, as the reason behind promoting your own work, even if it's for a later date...cough, sorry."

Looking at Fuzeoka Mari in front of him, Sage was not angry, but smiled softly.

"No, it's okay, I can understand what you mean, Miss Mari, even if you broke up, you can also beautify the reason for breaking up, like pursuing your own dreams and freedom?"

"Although it is rare in the industry, there is such a type of people who are called idol writers. From idols to the profession of writers, they pursue the maximization of their own interests, and even make some people know. Things that have to be dumbfounded..."

After a pause, she looked at the sage in front of her, and she explained a little bit.

"Of course, I don't think you are such a person, sage."

"I see."

The calm answer and that faint smile made Fuzeoka Mari feel a little relieved, she was a little worried that the wise man misunderstood her meaning just now.

"If you want, you can actually cooperate with the publishing house to package you as the idol writer I just mentioned, and the publishing house will also carry out a series of publicity for you. With Miyazui-kun, you may also be able to attract A lot of women, and then turn these women into readers and fans."

"Then it's time to sign a long-term contract with Kaiying Club?"

"Ah."

"I don't have such an idea for the time being. Let's think about it later. I still prefer the peaceful life now."

Once he really cooperates with what Fuzeoka Mari said just now, the fire will definitely be able to fire, but his own life is difficult to guarantee, and even things like going to school will become difficult, and he has to cooperate every day Publishing houses, even firms.

Relying on Kaiying Club alone, it is estimated that it will be difficult to operate an idol writer. At that time, it is estimated that it will inevitably sign contracts with other idol agencies, and the two will cooperate and carry out activities.

He is not very clear about the doorways in these industries, but he also has limited understanding.

"Don't think about it? It will be very popular with girls."

"No, that kind of life is not the life I expected."

"In this regard, Miyamizu-kun, you really...have a calmness that is different from your peers."

"A lot of people say that about me."

In this regard, the sage smiled, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a small sip, while Fuzeoka Mari was a little helpless. The sage was willing to agree just now. At that time, it is estimated that Kaiyingsha will also be very happy. It's helpful, it's a cooperation between her and the sage.

However, it was rejected.

This is something that can't be helped, Fuzeoka Mari also has no qualifications to force the young man in front of him, the two of them have not known each other for a long time, and the relationship can be regarded as ordinary acquaintances, there is no reason to ask the other party to do something.

Thinking of this, Fuzeoka Mari couldn't help but glanced down at her figure, then suddenly glanced at the sage opposite, her heart couldn't help being agitated, she pursed her lips, she blushed, and felt deeply for her own thoughts Ashamed, he silently picked up the teacup to cover up his guilty conscience.

"By the way, last time you told me...a sensual work? You...don't tell me?"

Thinking of something, now that she is at the home of the sage, Fuzeoka Asami recalled what the sage had talked to her before, and looked at the boy in front of her, her eyes became a little concerned.

"Um......."

Suddenly the topic fell on the aspect of 'sensibility', and the sage was also a little surprised by the change of the topic of Fuzeoka Mari, stood up silently, and under the gaze of the editor lady, he slowly walked to his desk Before she stepped forward, she took out "Honeyland" from the drawer.

Back at the table, sat down, handed the manuscripts to the opposite side, Fuzeoka Mari stretched out her hand, took the manuscripts, and held them in front of her.

"Honeyland....the name...."

It cannot be denied that Fuzeoka Mari is also curious about that area. She once walked into the age-restricted area by herself and walked around for a while, but out of shame, she just took a look. Nothing was bought.

She was afraid that others would look at her strangely, so she stayed in that area for a while, then left directly.

On the Internet, she used her mobile phone to log in to those websites, bought electronic books, and read some of the works. Looking at the manuscript in front of her, the name alone gave her a sense of familiarity. That is the sense of sight.

After hesitating for a moment, she stretched out her hand, turned the page of the manuscript in front of her, glanced at the content of the work inside, and found that the handwriting was the same as the original manuscript given to her by the sage she saw last time.

Raising her head, she glanced at the young man in front of her, she pursed her lips silently, and watched quietly...

Instead of staying in school as usual, Futaba Rio returned to her home not long after the sage left the school, and went into the bathroom. She unzipped her short skirt and watched it float down. The short skirt, she gently pulled the striped fat times of pure white soft cotton with both hands, and silently lowered it...

Dazzling scarlet, she tightened her lips, biting her lips tightly with her white teeth, her eyes were lonely, she never thought that she would do such an inexplicable and crazy thing.

Closing her eyes dejectedly, she raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror, as if looking at a clown, with a bitter smile, tears rolling down from her eyes...

Picture: "Crying Rio", location: "Images/1645305347-100277911-108389718.jpg"

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The Season of Cherry Blossoms: 168. What do you do in the classroom? !

Fuzeoka Mari didn't stay at the sage's apartment for a long time, she just handed over yesterday's payment to the sage, chatted about the creative work by the way, and left in a hurry after answering a phone call.

The sage who was alone in the apartment, looking at his room, couldn't help raising his head, glanced at the ceiling above his head, then silently lowered his head, glanced at the teacup on the table, and stood up , put away the teacups used by Fuzeoka Mari......

At night, after returning to his apartment from Qingpu's house, he entered the bathroom, just as he took off his underwear, the sage noticed a little scarlet, which made him look sideways, lowered his head, and took a closer look.

"Blood?"

I was stunned for a moment, and I couldn't help but feel nervous. Unlike other places, I saw blood on the underwear, whether it was the front or the back, it was a serious problem in terms of self-esteem.

Looking back and forth, I found that I didn't see blood on my body, but only a little bit on my underwear.

He took it off his body directly, took it in front of him and looked at the part where the blood was, and then lowered his head to look at the corresponding position on his body, and found that there was no wound, how could there be blood?

Thinking back carefully, I didn't do any drastic actions all day today, and I didn't meet anyone.

"No, no?"

He frowned. The only possibility was that at noon, in Rio Futaba's laboratory, he fainted for a while, and he had no memory of what happened during that time.

At that time, did Rio Futaba do something to him?

Silently looking at the underwear in his hand, he raised his head and looked at himself in the glasses. The sage fell into a long silence, not sure in his heart, whether he was thinking too much.

"If it's really her, then today...isn't it an accident?"

Frowning tightly, the sage who didn't know what Rio Futaba had done to him, stood quietly in the bathroom, silent for a moment, decided to take a bath before thinking about this issue, and put his underwear on another On the side, he turned on the shower and rinsed his body...

Turning off the light, lying on his bed, the sage opened his eyes quietly, looking at the dark room, in the silence, reached out to pick up the mobile phone beside him, clicked on his own line, After looking at the contacts, I found Rio Futaba's profile picture.

Click on the dialogue and enter a series of content, but after reading the content he entered for a while, the sage was silent for a moment, and silently deleted all the content.

"It's better to wait until tomorrow and ask in person."

Even if she asks now, it doesn't have much practical significance. It's better to wait until tomorrow and ask the other party carefully to see if she really did something to me when she was in a coma.

The sage lying on the bed closed his eyes.

"Did something happen yesterday afternoon? I haven't seen you all afternoon. Many people are curious about what happened."