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On Sunday night, inside the Tokyo Magic High School.

"Okay, it's all collected in this way."

Gojo Satoru had already walked around the dormitory.When he returned to the rest area, he held a stack of received manuscripts in his hand, sorting them out with some surprise: "I thought there would be some people who couldn't finish writing within the stipulated time."

"Everyone attaches great importance to this event." Said Jia Ruzi, who was smoking on the sofa.

"I think so too." Hui Yuanxiong, who had just taken a shower, was steaming all over his body, and walked over with the milk he just bought from a vending machine in his hand, and said confidently, "In addition, it is said that Hoshino Society gives all newcomers Submit and send back comments and suggestions, I think I should be able to get high comments!"

"Because I miss Xia Tian, ​​I wrote Xia Chan's story!" He asked enthusiastically, "What did the seniors write?"

"I wrote a story about a lonely girl who made friends on a mobile phone forum." Jia Ruozi replied, "I just finished writing yesterday and today, so I guess it won't work."

"I see!" Hui Yuanxiong turned his head and asked Wujo Wu, "Where is Wujo Senior?"

"Me?" Gojo Satoru raised his finger and said with a smile, "A short fantasy about the adventure of the sweet-toothed brave and the cake princess in the dessert country. In the end, the brave and the princess defeated the orange cake devil together."

"The story of the brave? It's really exciting!"

Haibara couldn't help but clenched his fists.But soon, he regained his solemn expression.

"However, the person who wrote the best this time should be Senior Xia You."

Hui Yuanxiong said seriously: "Since the day when he decided to submit an article, Senior Xia You has spent all his spare time writing. Although he has been unwilling to tell me the content, I think that article should surprise Hoshinosha." For heaven."

"After all, that's Senior Xia You..."

When Hui Yuanxiong was talking about Xia Youjie's article, Gojo Gojo's finger of organizing the manuscript temporarily stopped in front of a stack of manuscripts—although everyone used pen names, one could tell from the handwriting that the article was Written by Xia Youjie.

"Is that right?"

Gojo Satoru murmured to himself, but he didn't read it. Instead, he put all the manuscripts in a large envelope and sealed them, and then filled in the address provided by Hoshinosha in the recipient column, and put them in the mail box.

***

The day after the No.11 issue of "Monthly Literature" was released.

Huali Chun, who came back from school, checked the mailbox at the door before entering Hoshinosha.However, this time, as soon as she opened the mailbox, the letter exploded out like fireworks, her face was blurred: "Wow!"

When she opened her eyes again, Hualichun was taken aback—seeing that Hoshinosha's letterbox was stuffed with countless letters from readers, almost breaking the metal letterbox.

The purple-haired girl stared blankly at this scene, gradually opened her eyes wide, and joy filled her pupils.

——These are all letters from readers to Gougou writers!And much more than she expected!

At this moment, the handheld device in the bag made a regrettable sound.Hualichun took out the handheld and took a look, only to find that a prompt appeared on the screen in due course.

[From "Revival!Reminder from Wenhao Publishing House: The mailbox capacity is insufficient, please receive letters as soon as possible]

……

After picking it up twice in a row, Hualichun finally finished picking up today's letter.Looking at the poor little mailbox that was almost bursting, she immediately chose to expand with the handheld, upgrading the small mailbox to a large mailbox with four times the capacity.

Back in the office area of ​​Hoshino Club, Huali Jun immediately sorted the received letters.After picking out the newcomers' contributions mixed in it, Hualichun took out the largest envelope from it by accident.

The envelope was heavy, and the thickness of the paper inside could be felt through the kraft paper.Holding the envelope in his hands, Hualichun murmured to himself: "This is more than 200 sheets of paper, is it a novel, or several short stories...?"

However, soon, facing Xiao Shan who received letters from readers, she still had no choice but to make a decision: "In the past two weeks, only deal with letters from readers. The reply time for new submissions will be postponed to two weeks later."

A stack of letters submitted by newcomers was temporarily put into the filing cabinet beside the office area.Then, there was a "click", and the metal cabinet door closed, locking the manuscript inside.

It took a long time for Hualichun to sort out all the letters from readers.

All the non-human teachers who published their works in the No.11 issue of "Monthly Literature" received the letter.Among them, what attracted her attention the most were the letters from the stray dog ​​and the little raccoon.

After counting carefully, at present, Ranbu Dog has received 31 letters from readers, and Little Raccoon has received 33 letters, the number is basically the same.

After recording the number of letters, Hualichun sorted out the letters to the readers of each writer, and handed them to the corresponding Gouzi as usual.However, at the same time as the dog was distributed, the squinting-eyed puppy suddenly raised its paw and solemnly refused.

The puppy ran to the calendar, patted his paw on the day when the statistics ended, and said to Hualichun seriously: "Wow."

"Is it because you don't plan to know the number of fan letters before the duel?" Huali Jun asked.And Rampage nodded.

Seeing this, the little raccoon, who had already stood on tiptoe and stretched out his little paws high to prepare to receive the letter, also changed his mind.He tweeted a few times, and decided to wait until the day when the result was announced.

"Since the two teachers have decided in this way, I will not tell you the number of fan letters in the past two weeks." Seeing this, Hualichun had no choice but to agree, "But besides distributing letters, I have other things to ask the teacher us."

Hearing this, the dogs all raised their heads to look at Hualichun.

"The teachers should already know that readers who send fan letters within these two weeks will be randomly selected to give the author's signature colored paper. The teachers don't want readers to receive signatures with ugly handwriting, do they?"

Hualichun took out the prepared white paper, looked at the dogs, and showed a kind smile on his face: "So teachers, let's practice calligraphy from today!"

Hearing this, the Wenhao dogs all looked down at their paws: "..."

"In addition, it is absolutely forbidden to print plum blossoms as autographs!" Although she was very greedy, Hua Lichun still insisted, "You must not expose your behavior as a dog in front of readers. If there are plum blossoms that want to be printed, I hope the teachers can come to me."

Hualichun handed out the white paper for practice and the colored paper for signing, and the dogs took their own with worry.Looking at the figures of the dog teachers leaving, and thinking of the crooked handwriting on "Chuya Hates Diary" written by Dazai Inu, Hualichun couldn't help but feel a little worried.

I don't know what the teachers can do in two weeks.

And behind a group of dogs who seemed a little nervous, the Akutagawa dog looked extremely calm.The little black dog that also held the coloring paper flicked its tail slightly, walked into his room, and then closed the door.

Spreading the colored paper one by one on the ground, Akutagawa Inu found several signature pens in one go. The hem of the long black windbreaker behind him glowed with a faint red light, and then he curled up dexterously like some kind of living thing. Picked up a signature pen.

I saw that the hem of the black windbreaker was divided into several bundles, and I started to write on several pieces of colored paper with a pen at the same time.When the nib was lifted up, the signature "Akutagawa Ryunosuke" had already appeared on the colored paper.

In the same way, Akutagawa Inu quickly signed twenty pieces of colored paper, and then used the hem of the black windbreaker to neatly stack the colored papers together, waiting for Hualichun to collect them.

However, at this moment, Akutagawa Inu turned his back and noticed two surveillance eyes vigilantly.

At that moment, the little black dog's eyes sharpened, he turned around suddenly, and looked in the direction of the door: "Wow!"

——I saw that the door that was closed just now had opened a crack at some point, and a sand-colored dog's mouth protruded through the gap.

Dazai Inu's dog's mouth squeezed into the narrow door, but most of his head was still outside the door. A pair of kite-colored eyes silently passed through the door, watching Akutagawa Inu's nimble clothes hem curling up the signature pen.His fluffy face was slightly flattened by the door, but his expression was serious.

Seeing that it was Dazai Inu, Akutagawa Inu was taken aback, subconsciously threw away the signature pen, rolled up the hem of the black windbreaker and curled up behind him: "Woof, woof, woof?"

Dazai Inu was not frightened by Akutagawa Inu's barking.The sand-colored dog shifted his gaze from the signed colored paper to the little black dog, and after a while, the dog's mouth that stuck into the crack of the door slowly retreated: "..."

At the same time, because the work has not yet been published, Oda Dog, who does not need to practice handwriting and signature, passes by the stairs in the distance.The large red-brown dog happened to see this scene, and the dog's face was speechless: "..."

***

After that, letters from readers filled Hoshinosha's mailbox every day.

On the second day, Rampage Dog received a total of 61 letters from readers, and the little raccoon received 67 letters.

On the third day, Ranbu Dog received a total of 83 letters from readers, and the little raccoon received 90 letters.

……

A week later, Rampage received 248 letters from readers, and the little raccoon received 299 letters.In this issue of "Monthly Literature", the meticulously crafted works of the two non-human teachers are the most eye-catching, and currently receive the most fan letters among all the dogs.

"So far, Mr. Po has taken the lead by a lot." After sorting out the letters, Hualichun was thoughtful, "Could it be... Mr. Po who won the victory this time?"

Soon, more than a week has passed, and the fact that the fan letter received by the little raccoon is ahead of that of the dog has not changed.

But just when Hualichun thought that the little raccoon would win with an absolute advantage, the situation suddenly changed.

"Today, Mr. Po received 20 letters from readers, and Mr. Ranpo received... 45?"

Hualichun was surprised when she saw the fan letter from Ranpoo, which was twice as thick as that of the little raccoon.Obviously "Monthly Literature" has been on sale for more than a week, why did Ranbu Dog suddenly receive so many letters?

After reading one by one, Hualichun quickly discovered the abnormality.

"More than half of the letters are from the following readers!" She exclaimed softly.

Suddenly realizing something, Hualichun hurriedly ran to the cabinet with today's letter from the reader.She found out the reader letters of Rampage Dog in the past few days and read them, and suddenly discovered a trend that she hadn't noticed a few days ago.

From the second week onwards, among the letters sent to Random Dogs, letters from readers of younger age groups gradually increased.

"...It's because of the Detective Boys!"

Holding a stack of letters from readers aged 19 to [-], Hualichun suddenly realized, "The enemy of the monster thief type is easy to attract the attention of younger readers because of the setting, but in the final analysis, it is the newly added boy detective character that has attracted young readers. Loved it, that's why they sent a reader's letter!"

In contrast, "Black Cat" has a higher threshold than "Twenty Faces of Freaks", and almost all the letters from readers are older readers, and the letters from readers below are almost zero.

Looking at the squint-eyed puppy not far away who is leisurely nibbling on a nut stick, at this moment, the puppy's small eyes seem to be shining with a faint light of wisdom in Hualichun's eyes.

Could it be that this is also in the plan of the dog?

In contrast, the little raccoon who touches everything and doesn't want to dip it into the water looks like an honest raccoon.

Time continues to move forward.With the letters sent by the younger readers who gradually joined, the number of letters received by the dog has been catching up, and the gap between the little raccoon and the little raccoon has narrowed rapidly.

And just before the end of the duel, another thing happened.

On Sunday, Hoshinosha's phone rang suddenly.

Hualichun answered the phone: "Hello, this is Hoshinosha."

After listening intently for a few seconds, Hualichun's hand holding the microphone suddenly tightened: "Eh? Bookstore...?"