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"Let's go." He smiled.
The two walked side by side toward the club building.
Throughout the journey, Kato Megumi did not initiate conversation, but simply followed quietly beside him, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
The door to the club activity room was ajar.
Yuto Itsuka knocked on the door and entered after receiving permission.
The interior layout was no different from yesterday, except that there was another figure at the desk by the window, opposite Kasumigaoka Utaha.
Eriri Sawamura Spencer!
How did she get here?
Yuto Itsuka stopped in his tracks and frowned.
Upon hearing the door open, the two people inside turned around simultaneously.
Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Itsuka Yuto and Kato Megumi briefly before her gaze returned to Eriri.
When Eriri saw Yuto Itsuka, a look of astonishment flashed across her face, and she exclaimed loudly, "Y-you, how did you get here?!"
"I was just about to ask you, Sawamura-kun, why are you here?"
He originally thought that today's club activity would at most involve reading books with that aloof senior and chatting about literature and writing, but he didn't expect this guy to be there too.
"At school, you should call her 'senior sister'!"
Eriri first complained habitually, then puffed out her not-so-ample chest with a righteous air, "Of course I'm here to discuss things with this woman!"
"And you? A stalker? Or have you also been seduced by this woman's lewd body and come here to be her lapdog?"
That was quite a blunt remark.
There's a saying that goes, "People tend to hurt those closest to them because they know that speaking ill of or physically assaulting strangers will bring the same retaliation, but not to those close to them."
It was probably Mr. ** who said that.
Before Yuto Itsuka could retort, Utaha Kasumigaoka chuckled softly.
“Oh, Sawamura-kun, you can’t say that.” She picked up the black tea on the table, took a slow sip, and her wine-red eyes swept between the two of them.
“Junior Wuhe, you are a new member of our Literature Department… no, I mean, the Department of Civility and Etiquette Learning and Exchange.”
"A new member? Him?!" Eriri's voice rose several octaves. "Don't be ridiculous! This guy probably doesn't even know who the author of 'The Tale of Genji' is!"
I know that; it was just covered in my Mandarin class yesterday.
While thinking this, Itsuka Yuto said aloud, "Does this have anything to do with joining the Literature Club?"
"Of course it's related! Someone like you who has no respect for literature doesn't deserve to be here!" Eriri stood up and put her hands on her hips.
Yuto Itsuka didn't like hearing that; he hated this kind of self-righteous and condescending attitude the most.
Whether I am worthy or not is not up to you to decide.
"you!"
"Alright, alright, you two." Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had been watching the show the whole time, finally spoke up.
"Since we're all members of the club, let's not argue. That doesn't align with the principles of our 'Civilized Etiquette Learning and Exchange Department.'"
She emphasized the pronunciation of the four characters "civilized etiquette".
"Who's in the same club as him!" Eriri immediately retorted.
"Huh? Didn't you come here to submit your application to join the club, Sawamura-kun?" Kasumigaoka Utaha feigned surprise, picked up a form from the table, and waved it in front of Eriri.
Eriri's expression froze instantly.
Yuto Itsuka was also stunned for a moment. So you haven't joined yet?
"Looks like we'll be comrades from now on, Itsuka-kun, Sawamura-kun." Kasumigaoka Utaha grinned like a cat that had just stolen some cream.
"And this one... um, Kato-senpai, right? Welcome to the team."
Kato Megumi, who had been standing quietly at the door, was finally noticed and nodded gently. "Nice to meet you."
Yuto Itsuka looked at Eriri, who had angrily sat back down in her seat but was glaring at him fiercely, and felt utterly exasperated.
Liu Yiyi (4) Ba joined this club just to find a quiet place to stay and see if he could find some writing inspiration.
In retrospect, it was a decision-making error.
“Then!” Kasumigaoka Utaha clapped her hands, drawing everyone’s attention to herself.
"To celebrate the arrival of our club's three new members, let's have our first official activity today!"
There are two of them.
Yuto Itsuka, who just joined yesterday, silently complained.
"The theme is—to create an impromptu short story titled 'The Howling of a Loser.'"
"Time: one hour. Begin now."
A loser? A defeated dog?
Upon hearing this somewhat cheesy word, Yuto Itsuka felt a little uneasy.
Is it intentional?
Yuto Itsuka glanced at Utaha Kasumigaoka, who was engrossed in opening her laptop.
It must be intentional, right?
He glanced again at Eriri, whose face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He took a deep breath, pulled over an empty chair, and sat down in the corner furthest from Eriri.
Sure enough, the next moment, he heard a loud roar: "What nonsense are you spouting, you big-breasted, brainless woman!"
"Oh? I thought Sawamura-kun would know a lot about 'loser dogs' (or 'losers')."
Enough, Kasumigaoka-senpai! Stop using that word! Didn't you see that Eriri's breasts have grown a cup size from anger?
"Heh, heh heh, you vulgar woman who only knows how to write self-indulgent monologues, do you even know what creation is!"
Commentary by Itsuki: Eriri forcibly shifted the topic and attacked the opponent's professionalism.
"You're really bold, Sawamura-kun. Someone with such elementary school-level tsundere attitude, in real life, would they have to resort to throwing their schoolbag to express their true feelings?"
Commentary by Wuhe: Personal attack? This is a personal attack! Kasumigaoka's aggressiveness is surprisingly strong.
"You filthy old woman!"
"I don't dislike Sawamura-kun, who longs to grow up."
Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze lingered on Eriri's flat chest for half a second before she smiled.
Commentary by Itsuka: Today's match ended in Eriri's defeat.
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[P.S.: Today's WeChat Moments update]
"The crazy guy from the Little Garden, defeating millions of gods!" 》
Mu Yuan traveled to a small world full of gods and Buddhas, and obtained a golden finger in an incredible realm!
"What am I afraid of? Fight! Kill!"
Divide your own spirituality and transform it into talent, then enter countless worlds for further study!
In the world of Umamusume, you are born to fight and will not stop until you die! If you survive hundreds of battles, you will eventually become a god!
In the Dark Forest Universe, we hold the [authority of humanity]. Humans are humans, Trisolarans are humans, and aliens are also humans. In the vast sea of humans, humans follow the crowd, and the universe is one family of great love!
In the Starry Sky Railway world, you can gain [Incomprehension Against Heaven], observe the fate of the star gods, go against the logic of fate, and prove yourself as the [Incomprehension Against Logic] Heaven!
In the world of Zongman, load [Turning Fake into Reality], use false myths to deceive the world, and the illusory beliefs have long become reality!
finally...
Volume 1: Chapter 26: My Illustrator Can't Be a Genius Girl
"Make up with Eriri?"
"No reconciliation."
"reconcile?"
"No reconciliation."
When Itsuka Yuto counted to the 114th falling leaf, the tram finally arrived at the station.
"No reconciliation."
Ah, it seems even God doesn't want me to reconcile with Eriri.
Get on the bus, swipe your card, walk to your stop and hold the handrail.
Ultimately, I didn't do anything wrong, did I?
Not wanting to sever this simple neighborly relationship because of money, she refused Aunt Xiaobaihe's help.
This seems like the behavior of a mature adult, doesn't it?
The little one can't understand yet, but she'll understand when she's older.
That's what he was thinking at the time.
Looking back now, wasn't that idea too arrogant?
My actions at the time were less of an explanation and more of a notification. It was like sending Eriri a notice informing her that I was leaving.
They are indeed very arrogant.
But he didn't want to attribute it to the inherent pride of time travelers. It wasn't like he had traveled to a primitive society; it was all modern society, so what was there to be proud of?
After much thought, he realized that it was probably because of his past life experiences that he felt some fear and aversion to emotions, and that he was happy and comfortable living alone away from there.
What a terrible personality.
Yuto Itsuka chuckled self-deprecatingly and rested his head against the car window.
...y/u-/e-/yi*-first-release
Back in his rented room, he tossed his backpack onto the bed, took a can of Coke from the refrigerator, and downed most of it.
"what--"
Yuto Itsuki exhaled and shouted, "Awesome!"
Socializing is really unnecessary, being alone is the best!
"Buzz-"
His phone vibrated, and when he picked it up, he saw it was his editor, Machida Sonoko.
"Hello, is this Editor Machida?"
"Oh, beautiful teacher, good evening!" came Machida Sonoko's energetic voice from the other end of the phone.
Rumor has it that Machida Sonoko always presents herself as a strong, capable woman at work, but she changes her demeanor only when communicating with her top-performing writer.
Yuto Itsuka said that although he didn't know where he heard it from, he quite agreed with it.
"I already told you to call me Wuhe."
"Is something wrong so late at night? I've already promised to go to the autograph session, right? Or do you want me to submit the manuscript early?"
"It's not about submitting a manuscript! Nor is it a book signing!"
Machida Sonoko said with some distress, "It's about the illustrations for the second volume of 'Becoming the Strongest Farmer in Another World'."
"Illustration? What happened? Didn't you say it was going very smoothly?"
“It was going quite smoothly at first…” Machida Sonoko’s tone became hesitant, “but the illustrator in charge of our book seems to have run into some trouble recently.”
Yuto Itsuka had no impression of the new artist.
When he signed the contract, he only cared about the manuscript fee and royalties; he didn't pay much attention to who the illustrator was.