My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 185 Submission
Looking at her expression that seemed like she was trying to suppress a laugh, Tsuna quickly waved his hand and refused: "No, I still have a 'little' confidence in myself..."

Seeing this, Miyamura Shizuka didn't force anything: "Okay, if you have any questions later, remember to tell me."

After he finished speaking, he put a piece of fish into his mouth and added, "By the way, let me tell you in advance that your father and I will not give you any help with this idea."

"I didn't intend to ask you for help anyway." Tsuna felt a little speechless.

But I can understand what my mother means. After all, she must think that she is just writing for fun.

"That's good."

"But I have to use the computer in Dad's study when the time comes."

Upon hearing this, Miyamura Shizuka said decisively: "I can't make a decision on this. When he comes back from get off work, you can talk to him."

He has some important documents on his computer, so I have to wait for him to come back and ask him before making a decision.

"Yeah." Tsuna nodded, and seeing that almost all the questions had been asked, he quickened his eating pace.

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"I'll buy you a laptop tomorrow when I get off work."

At dinner time, Tsuna told him about what happened at noon.

I didn't get any encouragement, but I did get a limited-time notebook.

Because Shizuka herself said that he was still young, she could only write the first volume of the light novel for him, and then put it away after submitting it online.

Tsuna had no objection to this, and after hearing this, Nobita Miyamura gave up the idea of ​​buying him a laptop.

I changed it to tomorrow after get off work, I will bring him an old model that no one uses from the office.

the next day.

Glass came to someone's room early in the morning and saw that he was still taking a nap. She lay down on him without hesitation and asked:
"Tsuna, I heard from Auntie that you want to write a light novel and submit it tomorrow, right?"

This statement was answered by Tsuna's slight purr.

Glass was not annoyed. She narrowed her eyes slightly, stretched out her right hand, and embraced someone's gentle and starting to get a little strong arm.

Leaning against him, I sniffed the scent of shower gel on his body, which was still slightly scented after he ran back from taking a shower early in the morning, and then I took a nap with him.

Her period hasn't ended yet, so she's still a patient. It's not too much for her to hold him and take a nap, right?
“Bang…bang…bang…bang…bang…!”

After an unknown amount of time, Tsuna was awakened by a crackling sound outside.

I was almost startled when I opened my eyes. If I hadn't slept with him in my arms yesterday and hadn't been used to it, I would have been scared by the sudden appearance of Glass next to me.

Who understands? I took a nap, and when I opened my eyes, there was a sleeping girl next to me.

"Wake up, Nozomi." Tsuna reached out and poked the girl's soft face without much hesitation.

Seeing no reaction, he unceremoniously pinched one side of Glass's face and pulled it away.

"Snapped……"

In a daze, Glass slapped his hand away, while raising her other hand to rub her eyes.

"Why didn't you wake me up when you came to see me?"

"I heard from my aunt that you want to write a light novel and submit it tomorrow, right?" Glass answered the question irrelevantly.

"Yeah." Tsuna nodded and asked in confusion, "You have this plan, what's wrong?"

Glass looked straight into his eyes and said, "If Auntie hadn't told me today, I wouldn't have known about this.

Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

Tsuna looked away, looking at the ceiling, trying to pull back the hand she was holding, but failed.
"I haven't written it yet, have I? I'll let you know when the time comes. If my submission doesn't get accepted, how embarrassing would that be?"

Upon hearing this, Glass shook her head and denied his statement: "No, if you fail, I can still comfort you.

I believe that I can get through all the stories you’ve told me since I was little, whether it’s ‘Your Lie in April’ or ‘Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day’, etc. And I don’t want to be the last one to know.

Tsuna glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, thinking that the last part of Glass-san's words might be the key point...

"If I tell you after I've passed, wouldn't that be a surprise for you?" Tsuna said, changing the subject.

Glass sat up from the bed, turned around to look at him lying there, shook her head and said, "I don't want any surprises, I just want to not be the last one to know."

The transfer failed...

"Yeah." Tsuna looked into her brown eyes and nodded seriously.

Then he muttered quietly, "Yuzuru and the others don't know yet, how come you are the last one?"

"Pa..." Someone who was slapped in the stomach lay on the bed with despair and refused to get up.

After slapping him, Glass quickly fled from his room.

Finally, when Glass saw that he was taking a long time to come down, she thought she had hit him too hard, so she sneaked upstairs to check.

Then when I saw him fall asleep again, I couldn't help but hit him on the forehead.

"That's too much, Nitro-san."

"Then bounce back." Glass made a face at him and ran down again.

Because of her, Tsuna lost all sleepiness and had to get up and go downstairs obediently.

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"It's done!"

Sitting at the coffee table in the living room, Tsuna looked at the densely packed fonts on the laptop screen and couldn't help snapping his fingers.

All he needs now is to submit his work online.

"Let me take a look, let me take a look." Shizuka Miyamura wanted to lean over when she heard that.

But he was stopped by Tsuna.

Seeing this, Shizuka Miyamura suppressed her curiosity. Although she wanted to see it, her own little brat refused to let her, so she could only respect his privacy.

Anyway, she can always see whether it passes or not when the time comes, so there is no need to rush.

"Have you decided which publishing house to submit your work to?" Shizuka Miyamura was also a little curious about this question.

"Futaba Publishing House." Tsuna hesitated and said lightly.

When he decided to write a novel, he searched for these publishing houses. Now, the only one that is close to his home and has a relatively large reputation is Futaba Publishing House.

"This is not bad either. We have collaborated with your father's firm several times." Shizuka Miyamura touched her chin and nodded.

“So?”

"But don't think about it. I said I won't help you with this decision at all."

"That's not what I meant." Tsuna was a little speechless.

As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored his mother, took out his mobile phone and found the email submission number of Futaba Publishing House.

The operation was successful in just a few seconds, and the beginning of "We Still Don't Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day" that I had written over the past two or three days was sent over.

But I soon received an automatic reply from the other party.

"Thank you for your submission. We will respond within a week. Thank you for your support."

This was the general meaning of the sentence. Tsuna glanced at it and then looked away. All he had to do now was wait quietly.

(End of this chapter)