Genshin Impact: This light novel author doesn't cross the line.

Genshin Impact: This light novel author doesn't flirt with the genre. Author: I love the smell of athlete's foot.

Summary:

In his previous life, Zhang Qianshu was a struggling author who unexpectedly transmigrated into the world of Inazuma. He initially thought he could make a name for himself through writing novels, but no one read them. Frustrated, he embarked on a path he had never imagined...

Chapter 1: The Tragic Life of a Failing Author

(This is a lighthearted novel; some characters, plot points, and character settings have been altered. If you don't like it, feel free to criticize the author; after all, it's a waste of everyone's time. Thank you.)

In late spring and early summer, cherry blossoms drift gently down the streets of Inazuma Castle, falling like snowflakes.

The usually quiet Yaedo was unusually noisy, as a sallow-faced, thin young man was arguing with Yaedo's editor, Kuroda.

"Kuroda, are you kidding me? Such an excellent novel is going to be rejected?" The young man's tone was full of resentment and bitterness at being rejected.

"Ueno Chiki, how many times have I told you? The content of your novels must be light and enjoyable to attract readers. Look at what you've written, it all starts with deep hatred and bitterness. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't underestimate a young man's potential. After thirty years, the opportunity will be long gone."

Kuroda pointed at the manuscript the man had brought, looking extremely impatient.

"And the manuscript you brought last time, with its stuff about wives and daughters being locked in pig cages, and a top soldier returning after finding out. Please, novels may transcend reality, but they still need to adhere to basic logic."

"And there's the manuscript I brought the time before last, something about the Dragon King's son-in-law."

"In short, Ueno Chiki, why don't you just give up writing novels? I heard you're a descendant of the Five Raidens, maybe you should go work as a blacksmith."

After being rejected multiple times, Chiki Ueno finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He was a struggling author in his previous life, and he never expected that he would still be a struggling author after transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact.

I thought that writing formulaic stories like "Dragon King's Son-in-Law" and "Return of the King of Soldiers" could give the Teyvat continent a small shock in the online literature world, but I ended up suffering a crushing defeat.

Does this mean I really have to revive my ancestral skills from when I transmigrated into the original body and go back to blacksmithing?

But with his thin arms and legs, how could he possibly wield a sledgehammer? Besides, the Thousand Eyes Forging Technique, passed down through generations of the original owner, had long been lost.

"Editor Kuroda, is it possible that just because you don't like it, it doesn't mean the readers don't like it?"

Upon hearing this, Kuroda flew into a rage. "Are you questioning my professionalism? I, Kuroda, have been working as an editor at Yaedo for ten years, and every year I have been awarded the title of Yaedo's Outstanding Employee. I am deeply trusted and praised by Lord Miyaji and countless readers."

"If a novel is bad, you blame the editor? I've seen plenty of trash like you."

Chiki Ueno's anger surged, and she was about to lash out with harsh words.

A cool breeze blew by, clearing his mind somewhat. Reflecting on his current situation, he instantly calmed down.

The person in front of me is someone I absolutely cannot afford to offend for the time being.

He said gently, "I'm sorry, Editor Kuroda, it was my fault. I shouldn't have questioned your professionalism."

Kuroda wasn't a bad person at heart, and his anger dissipated after hearing what he said.

He turned around and took three best-selling novels from the bookshelf. “Take a good look at how others write them. Novels are written for readers, not for your own amusement.”

Ueno Chiki took the best-selling novels and was utterly speechless upon seeing the titles: "Reincarnated as a Thunder General, and then invincible under heaven," "My love affair with seven gods," and "Miss Fox falls in love with me."

What are these?

First of all, is this book a joke?

It is still during the Eye Hunting Order period. The Three Commissioners are in charge of everything inside and outside Inazuma. If this is discovered, they will be chopped to pieces by the soldiers of the Heavenly Commander.

He completely ignored the second and third books. Having never been in a relationship in both his lives, asking him to write romance novels was a joke.

This is basically asking what it feels like for a eunuch to have sex.

"Thank you, Editor Kuroda. I'll return it to you as soon as I've finished reading it."

Ueno Chiki eventually left with the three novels.

Editor Kuroda sighed as he watched his thin back.

In his opinion, Ueno Chiki is a pretty good author, and her novels are excellent "feel-good" stories. However, writing well doesn't necessarily mean being popular.

……

Ueno Chiki walked towards her home with somewhat heavy steps.

In a remote part of the outskirts of Inazuma, there are three simple wooden houses not far apart. The middle one, the most dilapidated, is the home of Ueno Chiki. The one on the right is inhabited by the old woman, and the one on the left is inhabited by Old Wang, who has been secretly in love with the old woman for many years.

Having walked a long distance and exhausted himself, his stomach rumbled, and a strong feeling of hunger came from his abdomen.

He pushed open the unlocked door to his house, and what greeted his eyes was a scene of utter desolation. Apart from a few pieces of furniture, the entire room was almost empty.

He opened his rice jar, which was almost cleaner than his face, but even so, he managed to find more than a dozen grains of rice inside.

Then, he went out for a walk to see if he could pick one or two "unwanted" violets.

But he was soon disappointed. Old Wang next door had kept a large yellow dog in a pen next to his jujube tree, as if it were a thief.

The violet tree at the old woman's house on the right wasn't guarded by any dogs, but I've been going there to plunder for five out of ten days now. To go and steal from it again today would be a bit too much.

He was, after all, a man who cared about his reputation.

I've decided to go hungry tonight and figure out a solution tomorrow.

A wooden frame was erected outside the house, and a pot was set up to boil water.

He found a few more wild vegetables in the house that looked reasonably tasty, chopped them up, and added them to the pot along with a dozen or so grains of rice.

Soon the pot boiled, emitting a faint aroma.

He took a bite of the wild vegetable porridge and, to be honest, it was really hard to eat. It had a salty and bitter taste, even more unbearable than Chinese medicine.

But he was so hungry that he had no choice but to pinch his nose and imagine that he was drinking a delicious crab roe and egg congee.

After drinking the wild vegetable porridge, my hunger was greatly relieved.

He lay on his bed made of thatch and straw mat, feeling utterly desolate.

Others who transmigrate are either demon gods, powerful executives, or at least start with a system.

His own time travel started in a very miserable way. When he opened his eyes, he was hanging on a crooked tree. If the branch hadn't suddenly broken, he would have had to start all over again.

I thought I could support myself by writing novels, but I almost starved to death.

What path should we take from now on?

At that moment, he suddenly remembered that he had a fiancée.

How about we go to her house tomorrow and ask her for some money? Her family is so wealthy, they shouldn't be so stingy.

In my memory, both she and her brother were good-natured people.

Chapter 2 My Buddy's Breakup

early morning.

Warm sunlight streamed through the gaps in the wooden house and shone on Chiki Ueno's face.

He opened his sleepy eyes, yawned, stretched, and found that his lower back was a little sore, as if he had bumped into something hard last night.

He casually reached out and touched something hard. Upon closer inspection, he discovered it was a purple lightning-elemental divine eye.

Sigh, what use is this piece of junk to him now?

It is currently the Eye Hunting Order period, and all commoners who possess the Eye of God must hand it over.

He had no intention of handing over the Eye of God. The Heavenly Enforcers who were currently confiscating the Eye of God were strict in their enforcement of the law and often killed innocent people to claim credit. Rather than handing it over, he would rather hide it for now.

It will be used after the traveler rescues Inazuma.

Judging by the time, the travelers will arrive soon.

After quickly tidying up his clothes, he set off for his destination.

……

Inside the lobby of the magistrate's office.

The handsome and dashing Ayato Kamisato paced back and forth, his brows furrowed, as if he were troubled by something.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The elegant and beautiful Ayaka Kamisato walked in, carrying a tray with a cup of milk tea in her hand.

Ayato Kamisato naturally took the milk tea, took a small sip, and exclaimed, "Delicious!"

"You still haven't answered my question?" Ayaka Kamisato pressed on relentlessly.

Ayato Kamisato sighed, "Little sister, do you know that your wedding is just a year away? A few days ago, I sent someone to inquire about your fiancé, Chiki Ueno. Alas, the result is far from satisfactory."

The marriage between Ayaka Kamisato and Chiki Ueno was arranged by Kamisato's parents while they were still alive.

At that time, Ueno Chiki's father had mastered the previously lost Thousand Eyes Style forging technique and was highly regarded by the previous head of the Kamisato family, so the marriage was arranged.

However, unexpectedly, Ueno Chiki's father passed away in an accident, and the head of the Kamisato family also died soon after due to overwork.

After that, the Ueno family completely declined, and the two families had no further contact.

No one paid any more attention to the marriage.

It wasn't until recently, when Ayato Kamisato was looking through his parents' belongings, that he discovered the marriage certificate between Chiki Ueno and Ayato Kamisato.

Ayaka Kamisato also recalled the marriage her parents had arranged for her when she was a child.

I vaguely remember that one year, when the toon flowers were in bloom, my father pointed to a shy and handsome little boy and asked me if I would like to go. At that time, I was ignorant and thought the little boy was very cute, so I nodded shyly in agreement.

However, it has been so long that I can no longer remember the little boy's name or face.

She stood there, biting her thin lips, lost in thought.

After a long while, she looked up at her brother, Ayato Kamisato, and said, “Brother, this marriage was arranged for me by our parents, and I must not easily betray their good intentions.”

After hearing her words, Ayato Kamisato felt a headache coming on. He knew his younger sister's personality very well; once she made a decision, she would never go back on it.

The problem is that the current Ueno Chiki is simply not worthy of the noble "White Heron Princess".

The thought of his sister marrying a useless, incompetent man filled him with a thousand regrets.

At that moment, a magistrate's guard entered. "Master, Lady Ayaka Kamisato, there is a man named Chiki Ueno outside who requests an audience."

Upon hearing the name, Ayato Kamisato's anger flared up instantly. Sure enough, Chiki Ueno, that toad, was still dreaming of eating swan meat.