Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Chapter 25: Honesty 1

Chapter 25 Be Frank (Two in One)

"No problem at all."

Kuriyama Akiie nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

The contract is meant to be shown to people. If it is not shown to people and is only signed, then there is a problem.

"Editor Kuriyama, please wait for a moment."

Hearing this, Watanabe Yuya stopped being polite and picked up the stack of contracts and began to read them carefully.

Because he always signed contracts before traveling through time, he was quite sensitive to some key words.

His eyes slowly moved downwards, and the contents of the contract came into his sight line by line.

From the responsibilities that Party A and Party B need to bear respectively, to the specific profit sharing and copyright ownership issues, everything is stated quite clearly in this contract. There is no ambiguous text and no hidden landmines.

None of the situations he had worried about before occurred in this contract.

Many of the clauses involving interests were based on the industry standards he had previously learned about.

As for some terms, as Akiie Kuriyama said, Akiba Book Company showed considerable sincerity and offered very relaxed conditions.

According to the information he had read, those relaxed conditions were only enjoyed by a small number of well-known writers in the industry.

In other words, Akiba Books treated him like a quasi-famous author.

What surprised him a little was the number of first edition prints marked by Akiba Books in the contract.

According to Akiba Books, the first edition of "Norwegian Wood" will be printed in 35,000 copies.

The price of a single volume is set at 1500 yen.

After deducting personal income tax, the amount he can get is about 667 million yen.

It is a sum of money that can change his current living situation.

"I've roughly read the contract, and it's indeed very generous." Watanabe Yu put down the contract in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Kuriyama Akiie, "As for the royalties, how long will it take for them to arrive in my account?"

He admitted that the question he asked was somewhat embarrassing.

But making money is not shameful!

"Generally speaking, it's within three working days after the contract is signed." Kuriyama Akiie met Watanabe Yu's gaze, "But the financial efficiency of Akiba Bookstore is very high, so it can be delivered within two working days."

She has encountered problems like this many times.

This is what happens to many authors when they first sign a contract and receive royalties.

“Where do I need to sign?”

Now that all the doubts have been resolved, Watanabe Yuu doesn't plan to procrastinate any longer. He takes out a pen and personal seal from his pocket.

He stuffed it into his pocket when he was changing into casual clothes at home.

"Teacher Watanabe, you need to sign three contracts in total." Kuriyama Akie stood up, "Can I sit next to you? It will be more convenient for communication."

"can."

Watanabe Yu gave an affirmative answer.

"excuse me."

Kuriyama Akiie nodded slightly, sat next to Watanabe Yu, and then instructed him where to sign and stamp.

When all the contracts were signed, the lights outside the coffee shop had already come on, and the boundless night swallowed up the entire sky of the city.

"Well, I'll leave first. Contact me if you need anything."

"Hai, take care."

After saying goodbye to Akiie Kuriyama at the entrance of the coffee shop, Yu Watanabe set out on his journey home.

Qiuye Bookstore was not far from where he lived, only three kilometers away as the crow flies.

Although the subway would be much faster, he still decided to walk home.

He needs time to digest his current mood before making plans for the next step.

According to the royalties written in the contract, his life will become visibly more affluent from now on.

We no longer have to live a tight life like before, and we no longer need to ask our parents in Okinawa for living expenses.

It’s also easy to move to a nice apartment.

But if you want to buy a property, there is still a long way to go.

So, keep working hard!

Watanabe Yu raised his hand and gently patted his cheek. The pain made him concentrate.

Now, he, the time traveler, has finally taken a milestone step in this parallel world.

Next, he will focus on another project, copying songs.

Compared to novels, music makes money much faster.

Thanks to the online sales model of digital music and the price of a single song of 100 to 200 yen, for the vast majority of people who like to listen to music, they are very happy to pay for their favorite songs.

If you don’t want to buy each song one by one, major music apps have also launched other ways to listen, such as monthly membership and free listening by watching ads.

Without exception, just like the single purchase mentioned above, the singer-songwriter of the song can also get the income.

Before, he suffered from lack of channels and poor singing skills, but now, Naoko Hayakawa has made all the arrangements for him.

Watanabe Yu slowed down his pace, raised his eyes and looked at the crosswalk not far away.

The evening street scene was reflected in his eyes.

In front of the pedestrian crossing not far away, a tired-looking office worker just breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second his cell phone rang. Helpless, he could only take a deep breath, take out his cell phone, put on a smile, and answered the call.

this is life.

Watanabe Yu sighed in his heart, then retracted his gaze and subconsciously quickened his pace.

After passing two or three crossroads and walking from the main road into the residential area, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The graceful figure walked out from a corner three or four meters away from him.

Hamabe Ryoko was still dressed the same as that day.

A short-sleeved shirt that has been washed to a pale color, simple jeans, and a pair of sneakers.

The only difference was probably the two extra plastic bags in her hands, which looked particularly large compared to her body shape.

From Watanabe Yu's perspective, he could clearly see what was in the translucent plastic bag.

——Those are vegetables and meats with discount labels on them.

[So, you meet at the corner again. Is it the red thread, or fate? Or is it a more romantic destiny?]

[The romance option has been triggered again]

[Ask her 'Would you like to live in my house?']

You've started to ignore the occasion and speak inappropriately again, Brother Tongzi!
Ignoring the mechanical prompt sounding in his ears, Watanabe Yu chose plan C between the two options of staying where he was and waiting for a while, and following someone like a pervert.

He quickened his pace, caught up with the pretty figure, and took the initiative to greet her, "Hamabe-senpai!"

Hearing this, the walking figure paused for a moment, then turned his head with some confusion.

After seeing that the person coming was Watanabe Yu, her cold expression eased a little.

"Watanabe-kun."

Hamabe Ryoko nodded slightly and said hello.

"This is, just finished shopping?"

Watanabe Yu raised his eyebrows and started talking openly.

The two started chatting as they walked.

"Yes."

Hamabe Ryoko nodded, and as she walked into the shadows, she quietly moved her hands that were holding the bag.

This weight was more than she usually twisted, and it hurt her hands a little.

"Shall I get it for you?"

Watanabe Yu noticed her little action and mentioned it.

The old lady was usually very nice to him, so it was only natural for her to lend a hand to her granddaughter at a time like this.

"No, I can do it myself."

Ryoko Hamabe shook her head, and under the street light, her fair little face showed a bit more persistence.

Since she started living with her grandmother, she has never relied on anyone other than her grandmother.

"You can't do anything. Your hands are all red."

Watanabe Yu exposed Hamabe Ryoko's lies without giving her any face.

Under the white light of the street lamp, her red little hands were too conspicuous.

“…I can do it!”

Hamabe Ryoko bit her thin lips, raised her little face, and subconsciously quickened her pace.

"I know you can do it, but I also know that if I saw your hands being strangled like that, it would be painful for grandma."

Watanabe Yu followed Hamabe Ryoko and calmly reminded the latter.

"…I'm used to it."

Hamabe Ryoko turned her head away, and her cold voice became more stubborn.

"..."

Watanabe Yu didn't waste any more words with her. He grabbed her wrist, snatched a bag from her hand and picked it up.

The latter resisted but failed to snatch the thing from him.

"Hamabe-senpai, you don't want grandma to worry about you, do you?"

Seeing that Hamabe Ryoko was still planning to continue snatching, Watanabe Yuu uttered this classic line.

After she finished speaking, Hamabe Ryoko suddenly became quiet.

She did not respond, but remained silent. She had no way to refute Watanabe Yuu's words.

She knew very well how much her grandmother loved her.

The two fell silent.

After walking in silence for two minutes, she took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Thank you."

Hamabe Ryoko lowered her eyebrows and said thank you in a low voice.

"You're welcome." Watanabe Yu chuckled. That's right, be frank. "But then again, why did you suddenly buy so much?"

It’s best to buy these discounted items for just one or two days at a time.

If you buy too much, yes, the food can be stored in the refrigerator, but it will not be that fresh after all. Besides, buying groceries once every two days is not a high frequency.

"In a few days, I will go to the hospital to take care of my child. I won't have enough time to buy groceries every day." Hamabe Ryoko explained, "So, I thought I would buy more at a time."

"Hospital escort?"

Watanabe Yu grasped the key point keenly.

The old lady's physical condition seemed to be worse than he had imagined.

Before, he just thought that the other party's health was not good and needed recuperation, and at most he could just take some medicine.

Now it seems that he was too optimistic.

"Grandma's health has not been good."

Hamabe Ryoko considered her words and gave a tactful answer.

"So, what does the doctor say?"

Watanabe Yu asked with some concern.

"The doctor..." Hamabe Ryoko was silent for a moment, then she forced a smile, her fair face lost in the darkness that the street lights could not illuminate. "It's not very serious."

There was no need to let Watanabe Yu worry with her.

"That's good."

This time, Watanabe Yu didn't notice the micro-expression on her face.

"Come to think of it, I have an exam tomorrow."

Hamabe Ryoko coughed lightly and took the initiative to change the subject.

Before they knew it, the two had reached the road in the residential area where they lived.

"Yes."

Watanabe Yu nodded and planned to go back and read some more books.

Money is secondary. The main thing is to review the old and learn new things.

He wants to improve so much.

"Have you reviewed?"

Hamabe Ryoko tilted her head and asked this question.

"Usually, when you ask your classmates whether they have reviewed for the exam, they will usually say..."

Watanabe Yu did not finish his words, but just looked at Hamabe Ryoko silently.

“No review at all.”

The corners of Hamabe Ryoko's mouth rose slightly unconsciously.

Don’t ask, the answer is no review.

"So." Watanabe Yuu threw the question back to her, "Have you reviewed?"

"No."

Hamabe Ryoko shook her head without even thinking about it.

"Do you think I believe it?"

Watanabe Yu rolled his eyes.

Even this stupid guy needs to review.

So, Ryoko Hamabe, you are even more unlucky than me, right?
"I think you would believe it."

Hamabe Ryoko blinked.

"Then congratulations, you guessed wrong."

Watanabe Yu snorted coldly, showing a lack of understanding of the situation.

What a joke, how could he possibly believe such an obvious lie.

"The dish you brought over that day tasted delicious!"

Hamabe Ryoko didn't dwell on this topic any more, but talked about something else that interested her. "I checked on my phone, and it seems to be Chinese cuisine?"

"Yes, to be more precise, it is the most basic dish in Chinese cuisine." Watanabe Yu paused, "But it is still a bit difficult to cook it to the level I cooked that day."

To cook home-cooked meals well, you still need talent, hard work and accumulation.

The truth is simple.

"Hmm, Fried Rice Immortal!?"

For no reason, this name popped up in Hamabe Ryoko's mind.

"Is this also an immortal? If this is considered an immortal, then there are too many immortals I can be."

Without exaggerating, he has quite a lot of talents, such as the Tomato and Egg Immortal, the Shredded Pork Immortal, the Beef Immortal, and so on.

The titles before his name can take up to seventy or eighty words.

It's the kind of thing where you go on a TV show and ask the host to introduce you, and you can talk until the host looks pale and almost suffocates.

"So immodest?"

Hamabe Ryoko turned around and looked at Watanabe Yuu with a somewhat amused look.

This guy was completely different from the other boys she had met before. His words and actions were much more casual, but he didn't make people feel frivolous or annoying. Instead, she felt it was very interesting to chat with him.

She didn't even notice that her tone was much more lively than usual.

"This is seeking truth from facts. More is more, less is less. Moreover, if young people are not a little crazy, are they still young people?"

Watanabe Yu said this half-jokingly and half-seriously.

If you say you don't know something when you clearly know it, then you are really stupid, unless you are trying to be the pig eats the tiger.

And there was no point in hiding his weakness, this wasn't some cruel fantasy novel, so he just played one of the main characters, frowned slightly, and retreated behind the crowd.

"I suddenly feel that there should be a lot of girls who like to chat with you."

Hearing this, Hamabe Ryoko shook her head, with a hint of emotion in her eyes.

A good-looking appearance is rare, and the right amount of wit and humor is even rarer.

"Why are you always so limited?" Watanabe Yu pouted, "Why can't both boys and girls like to chat with me?"

In this regard, he thought he had done quite well.

"Right."

Hamabe Ryoko nodded, but a hint of sadness flashed across her eyes.

She is not a social person, and her past experiences have led to her being sensitive emotionally and nervously when interacting with others.

Over time, she became a loner.

"Of course, if the girls who come to chat with me are all pretty girls and they want to give me gold coins, then it's not impossible. I can reluctantly limit myself to that."

Yu Watanabe made a little joke.

"Oh, that's a nice thought, Watanabe-kun!"

Hamabe Ryoko rolled her eyes coquettishly.

"It takes one day to think realistically, and it takes one day to think beautifully, so why not choose the option that makes you happy?"

Watanabe Yu slowed down his pace and walked into the gate of Yaleju.

"…Why not choose the option that makes you happy?"

Hamabe Ryoko was silent for a moment, then repeated it softly.

"But even so, everyone's experiences and circumstances are different, and the situations they face are different, so we can't generalize."

Watanabe Yu paused, let Hamabe Ryoko go up the stairs first, and then he followed, "Life is not a fixed topic. It is unrealistic to try to solve all the problems in life with one or two formulaic "life philosophies".

"After all, the only person who can make you truly happy is yourself."

Similarly, the only one who can pull yourself out of the quagmire is yourself.

After she finished speaking, Hamabe Ryoko fell silent.

She pursed her red lips gently and looked at Watanabe Yu subconsciously.

The lighting in the dilapidated corridor was a little dim.

But he seemed to be glowing in her eyes.

The two went up to the second floor and arrived at their respective doorsteps.

After handing the plastic bag back to Hamabe Ryoko, Watanabe Yu took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

"So, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Sorry, the update is late again today because I went to see my friend off.

Four thousand seven, two for one.