The first 200 lines.
O God,
That one might read the book of fate,
And see the revolution of the times.
William Shakespeare (King Henry IV)
Ah ...
It shouldn't have been like this.
Why did I end up choosing this kind of life?
If only I had chosen another,
I'm sure I would have had another future.
So I would say.
But everyone thinks about that at least once or twice in their life.
But you can't go back and change that.
In the end, you can't do anything but put up with what you chose in life.
Hey
I'm about to leave.
This.
Seriously.
Where has he been since this morning?
10 years ago
There was a sinister feeling that night.
Late and night on the phone,
Behind the girl's voice,
He heard a clicking sound in the background.
After a while, he knew what was making that sound.
They were nail clippers.
While she was talking to the guy about love,
He heard the same clipping sound again.
A few weeks later, he saw her walking with another man.
Without any thoughts,
"Who is that guy?"
But, she laughed,
"Who are you?"
You're not pretending to be a couple right?
In that moment,
Despair fell on him.
The despair that there is no such thing as love in this world.
Then the guy pulled the woman by her tongue.
And then, with the fountain pen he had in his hand, he stabbed her,
Stabbed her, stabbed her and stabbed her!
He even stabbed the handsome man!
Their agonising cries rang out.
Do you have an appointment?
It was all blood stained.
How is it?
The ultimate ending eh?
Hidaka
Women,
Wouldn't it be better if they all just disappeared?
Love ...
Women ...
The girl betrayed for no reason!
Even though he trusted her!
That's right yea?
You can't trust in love.
It's painful, I can't even write love stories.
I feel the same.
It's really painful when you are betrayed by your partner.
The guy I loved 2 years ago, was a pervert and was caught.
Eh?
He got arrested for taking up-skirt pictures of high school girls.
Obviously, he doesn't have a girlfriend now.
The other day, his lawyer called and told me to attest that he was a good person.
But I would rather him tell me,
Why did he have to risk it to take pictures of high school girl's panties?
Why weren't my panties enough?
What part of my panties were not satisfying enough?
Onozawa
Don't be so pessimistic.
Your panties,
are definitely beautiful.
I'm sure.
Thank you very much.
But, today's love have become painful, which is why,
I want to see my dreams in a novel instead.
Dream?
Yes.
By showing me the brutality,
Which is why a novel,
Which is why, shouldn't you be the number one new romance novel author?
Onozawa
You always give me courage.
Of course!
I'm your editor after all.
The fifth chapter,
No! I'll change it from the fourth. I think the protagonist can make this point stronger.
That's right! That might be a point.
I feel so great, giving Hitaka-sensei courage.
It might become this year's number one romance novel.
Well done Onozawa!
It seems Takeuchi from Kagami Literature didn't even pick up the phone at all.
Yes, because we work 24 hours.
I have a lot of private time anyway.
Eh, something smells good.
That book might be good.
Ok?
Whatever you do, make it by next month's deadline for release.
No matter how difficult life is,
All your chances at work will come right back home,
Which is the how the rising author and the editor work.
Yes.
I'll do my best.
I definitely wouldn't want that lifestyle.
If you feel down you won't be able to do your best at work.
Ah, you still haven't gotten over the dentist yet?
But, I thought he was really cool at first. He has a wife and kids.
Hmm, was he really that cool?
I'm bad with people with short eyebrows.
I'm also not good with anaesthesia.
Sure it was painful, but I don't want to be told that by someone who's bad with guys.
Ah, talking about guys,
I feel like I'm being stalked lately.
Stalker?!
The feel you get when you're looked at by men you don't know.
In a trench coat and a hat.
A trench coat when it's this hot?
That ...
isn't it an illusion?
Eh?
Illusion?
Of course,
You haven't had a guy for ages, you're imagining Philip Marlowe as your ideal man.
I pity you.
Illusion ...
It can't be ...
If he looks like Marlowe then it seems like I'm being stalked too.
If only my son would become such a chivalrous husband as he is.
Ahh, your delusional chitchat at Onozawa's desk has started again.
I'll be off to Muro-sensei's now.
Have a safe trip.
Isn't you skirt a bit too short?
I'll be off now.
Ah, that's right Onozawa.
Come in a suit tomorrow. Hamada-sensei is picky.
By Hamada, you mean Hamada Azusa?
Yes.
You've been appointed by Miyashita.
Sorry for being so sudden but, we're counting on you.
You're a fan of her's right?
You've grown so much now,
I thought it would be good if you tried some veteran authors.
The boss also gave the ok.
Yes.
I've been a big fan of Hamada-sensei since I was a kid.
I'll do my best.
I can't express how happy I am at being Hamada-sensei's editor.
Ah, the suit.
Should I wear pants or a skirt with it?
It definitely isn't a illusion.
Was that Onozawa just now?
Who are you?
I know you know.
That you've been following me.
One week ago you started following me,
Why do you have to follow me?
You're definitely young ...
Ha? What?
Ah, no
Please don't misunderstand me.
I'm not a weird person ...
If you're not weird then what are you?
Eh?
Me?
Who are you?
Why do you have to follow me?
Ah ...
Right.
How could I say ...
Err, I am ...
I am ...
Your husband.
Eh?
Your future husband.
Ah ...
just joking.
That was a joke just then.
It's a joke-
Scary.
Ah.
Wait a minute.
It's not what you think!
Don't come any closer!
I'll call the police.
Way too scary.
He's a dangerous man.
I screwed up ...
If I didn't screw it ...
Ahh, don't frighten me like that Yuuta!
Mariko kicked me out again, sis.
Again?
Sorry.
That Mariko,
Even though she cheats with our vocalist, Kenji.
Don't make an avalanche.
The landlord is worried that the floor might give way.
Even the floor is giving way.
It's all Mariko's fault.
But I can't throw these books out.
Well, until you can get things fixed with Mariko, how about staying here?
After all, that stalker is scary.
Stalker?
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