The king of training starting from Sakurasou

Putting on a clean and simple white shirt and jeans, he turned on the faucet and washed his face casually with water in his hand. After drying it with a towel, a handsome and energetic man appeared in the mirror.

Compared to Kobato, who completely inherited the appearance of his deceased mother, Senryu is on the other extreme, with black hair and black eyes, but perhaps because of his mixed race, the water chestnuts on his face are more distinct than those of ordinary Asians.

This makes him look unique and tough.

After packing everything up, he checked his watch and the time came to eleven o'clock. The autograph session was about to start in less than an hour. Of course, the owner had to arrive early, so Qianliu didn't bother to greet his sister who was watching TV and hurried out. door.

Fortunately, the venue for this book signing is not too far from Sakurasou, and it only takes more than ten minutes by train.

Soon, I got on the tram at the platform. The crowd was not crowded, which gave Qianliu some time to take out his mobile phone and turn it on to check if there was any missing news.

As soon as I took out my phone and displayed the startup screen, I was bombarded with text messages from the editor, Ms. Machida Enoko.

Where are the people?

Why does it keep prompting me to turn off my phone when I'm on the phone?

It's about to start! Come over here quickly!

Senryu-san!!!

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He couldn't help but laugh as he looked at a series of messages. Before he finished reading, his phone's ringtone rang, and the characters Machida Enko stood out on the interface.

Hello!

Pressing the answer button, Qianliu said hello lazily, and then placed the phone 20 centimeters away from his ear very skillfully.

Sure enough, the editor's roar came out in the next moment.

Hasegawa Qianliu! What are you doing! Do you know that the autograph session will start in fifty minutes? Last time, you were half an hour late! If not...

Perhaps the sound coming from the mobile phone was too loud and affected nearby passengers. The JK female high school student standing in front of him turned her head in dissatisfaction.

Qianliu smiled sheepishly when he saw this.

So...so handsome!

The JK girl felt as if she had been hit in the heart by Cupid's arrow. Her dissatisfaction had long been lost in Java. A blush spread across her cheeks, and her heart beat significantly faster.

Damn it, it feels like myocardial infarction.

Shyly, she turned sideways and subconsciously pushed her long hair away from her ears. The girl hesitated whether to ask him for his phone number or email address.

She was unhappy to have to go to tutoring during this rare holiday, but she didn't expect to meet such a good-looking boy on the tram. Today must be her lucky day.

However, asking for the phone too abruptly will make him think that she is a frivolous and casual girl.

The girl was caught in a tangle and couldn't extricate herself, and there were a hundred waves of games in her heart.

Secretly rehearsing several ways to strike up a conversation, when she mustered up the courage: That... that!

OK! I'm here! Qianliu ended the call just in time because the train had arrived.

Bye, lovely lady.

Saying goodbye to the JK girl who looked disappointed for some reason, Qianliu got off the train.

Compared with the area near Sakurasou, the flow of people here is significantly higher.

On the streets and in the parks, the elderly, children, couples, all relax from the stress accumulated in the past during the holidays.

Going straight ahead according to the destination, about ten minutes later, around 11:30, Qianliu finally arrived at the autograph session.

Many fans came outside the bookstore in advance. A rough count included thousands of people. The bookstore was surrounded by water to prevent accidents. There were even police from the Metropolitan Police Department to maintain safety.

In addition, the bystanders passing by stopped to watch out of curiosity and asked what happened and whether any idols were holding activities here. The answer was that it was just an 18-year-old genius light novelist signing a book. Not only was he not disappointed, but he was even more interested.

Looking up, the fans here are equally divided between men and women, and most of them are die-hard fans of Senryu Hanasegawa.

No matter how many times he experiences similar scenes, Qianliu will always be moved. These people are all united because of his works. They simply like the characters, plot or other aspects of the works.

Not wanting to be recognized by fans, he quietly entered through the VIP passage at the side of the bookstore.

As soon as he entered, he was blocked by a woman who had been waiting at the door.

Qianliu-san, you came so early.

Meeting the unwavering gaze of the short-haired lady, he coughed lightly: You can't blame me for staying up late last night thinking about my new work. You know, you should never let go of inspiration.

Fortunately, there was a reason to stall. After hearing what he said, Machida Enzi had no choice but to give up.

Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this, come with me.

The mature editor with black stockings couldn't do anything to him, so she moved her plump thighs wrapped in shiny black stockings to push him towards the autograph table. *

Chapter 4 Autograph Session

Sitting on the seat at the autograph booth, holding his chin and witnessing Machida Enko's communication sessions, Qianliu shook his head helplessly.

Obviously he can do it, but it's a pity that since she was half an hour late last time, Miss Yuanzi was no longer worried about letting him do it alone.

Hey, I obviously didn't even eat breakfast.

Taking advantage of the last ten minutes to rest, he decided to ask someone if there was anything to eat here.

Otherwise, the autograph session lasts for several hours, so how can we withstand it?

boom! ! !

As soon as he stood up, Qianliu was startled by the bento smashed on the table.

You didn't have breakfast, I knew it. After making sure that nothing went wrong during the negotiation, Machida Enzi came back, took out a lunch box from somewhere and handed it to him, squinting and said: Here.

Qianliu's eyes lit up and he gave him a hug without hesitation: I love you so much, Yuanzi, you are indeed the person who understands me best!

Two seconds later, he felt the full feeling on his chest for a moment and then let go. He took two steps back and blinked slightly frivolously.

I'm really defeated by you. Eat quickly and work hard after eating.

Showing the majesty of an editor, even though she was in front of a talented light novelist, she was still unable to develop a sense of respect and distance. It would be better to say that her attitude towards him during the contact process was similar to that of her younger brother.

From time to time, he would take advantage of her intentionally or unintentionally and turn a blind eye.

After devouring the exquisite bento, Qianliu believed that the cook must be very careful, after all, even the presentation was so beautiful.