[Bungo Stray Dogs] After offering sacrifices to heaven, I actually traveled through time

Things seem to be slowly falling into place, the weather is getting hotter and summer is creeping in.

I dug strawberry smoothie in a glass bowl and said to editor Kadokawa who was sitting across the table: "After summer vacation, I will be a high school student. Time flies so fast!"

Editor Kadokawa complained mercilessly: "Because it's summer vacation, can you not update or submit manuscripts?"

Hearing what editor Kadokawa said, I replied dejectedly: "Obviously I am only a student, but I already have to support my family, ah—life, why? Let me take on things at this age that I should not have to take on at this age. thing?"

Editor Kadokawa hit me hard on the head with a paper stick rolled into a roll of newspaper, and said seriously: "It's useless to play tricks, do you want those readers to send the blade to your home?"

Damn, this vicious man actually wants to tell readers about my other identity (doujin manga artist).

My tears fell down at once, I put down the spoon in my hand, crossed the table nimbly, quickly hugged Editor Kadokawa's thigh, and wailed loudly: "No, Mr. Kadokawa, I'm so young, I don't want Yingnian I died young, and you beat me so badly. That’s not the point. The point is that if you send the blade to my house, Mr. Zhong Yuan next door will think I’m a perverted scum who plays with other people’s feelings when he sees the delivery, right?

But I saw the box full of resentment in the editorial department, it was really scary, I still remember it said: Bastard Yamazaki, you damn heartless person!How can you write xxx to death, ah ah ah ah, I curse you for not having a boyfriend.No way, Mr. Kadokawa, how could the serious and serious Mr. Jutaro Terauchi be the same Yamazaki Furong who drew the bloody doujin?My reputation will be tarnished. "

Editor Kadokawa tried hard to pull me off, "What are you talking about? Aren't you both? Well, I really convinced you, I won't do that, get off of me quickly. "

Sensing that Mr. Kadokawa was about to get angry, I put it away very perceptively, and returned to my seat, "Mr. Kadokawa, please take good care of minors. If everyone knows that Mr. Terauchi Jutaro is Mr. Yamazaki Furong, that is Great disaster! Maybe no one will buy books."

Mr. Kadokawa straightened his suit, with a calm face, "Don't worry, the publisher's confidentiality agreement is still trustworthy, teacher, you are now a new star of our publishing house, of course we will protect your privacy. "

"—Huh, I was scared to death. I thought that Mr. Kadokawa was really going to tell the readers my identity." I took a long breath.

"Huh? Are you an idiot? How could I really tell them that this is just to scare you to prepare your manuscript quickly, and the deadline is approaching! Teacher!"

I dug a mouthful of smoothie and stuffed it into my mouth, the sweet strawberry flavor spread in my mouth immediately, "Got it, got it."

Editor Kadokawa whispered: "It's still such an unreliable virtue."

That's what I said, but, "I have never delayed a draft, Editor Kadokawa." I couldn't help but retort, and took out the manuscript under the cushion, "Here you are."

Editor Kadokawa took the manuscript in shock: "!!! What did you do to your work?"

"It's just a chair."

"Only you can do it."

"It's Mr. Kadokawa who can't help being funny."

"...Teacher, I'm going back to the publishing house to discuss the content of the new issue with them, so I'll take my leave first."

After getting the manuscript, editor Kadokawa left without hesitation, and became more and more proficient.

Although my income is stable now, I still can't relax my vigilance, maybe I suddenly lose my inspiration, and then I can't support myself.

So, I decided to whip up my strawberry smoothie and hit the dessert shop for some new inspiration.

"Stequen, Linwu Tea Garden, Baile, Miaowu Guoliao, HARBS, they all look delicious, which one should I choose?" I looked at the recommended dessert shops on my phone and read them one by one, drooling, "Kids It’s only when you make a choice, adults want all of them, hehehehehehehe.” The smile was a bit wretched.

The sun was shining brightly, walking on the streets of Yokohama, there was no wind, the thick air seemed to be condensed, like being in a huge sauna room, the heat made people breathless.

"Where? Where? Where exactly?" I was like a headless fly lost in the crowd and couldn't find my destination. "The phone ran out of battery before I found the dessert shop. It's really bad luck."

I looked around and found a coffee shop in front of me, "Great! Let's go to this." I walked into this coffee shop called "Spiral".

- ding dong

Open the store door, a cool breeze blows in the store

I squinted my eyes cured by the air conditioner, "It's so comfortable."

A middle-aged female shopkeeper poked her head out of the shop① and greeted me: "Good afternoon, what does this customer need?"

I looked around the store with great interest. In the hot afternoon, many people gathered in the cafe, "A cup of black tea, a piece of strawberry cake, and a piece of fruit millefeuille, please trouble the proprietress." Then I found a remote seat and sat down. down.

"Excuse me! Can I sit here? Because there is only Miss in the store now, you still have a place here, really - it's rare to sneak out, and the coffee shop is full of people." The boy who spoke was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing A brown winter jacket, a school cap, and short, uneven hair that looked like it had been chewed by a dog.

"Of course, please sit down." At this time, the black tea and cake I ordered were delivered, "Thank you", I took the things and looked at the boy sitting opposite me.

The boy seemed to be a frequent visitor to this store, and he spoke to the proprietress very familiarly.

"Auntie, I want to eat rice cake and red bean soup today,"

"Okay, no rice cakes, right?"

"Yes, it is!"

From such an unreasonable request, it can be seen that the boy has an unusual relationship with this coffee shop.

He casually threw a few sugar cubes into the black tea, stirred the tea slowly with a spoon, waited until the sugar cubes melted, then took a sip, put down the cup, and said to the boy who was eating with a smile on his face: "Young man, Want to hear a story?"

The young man's mouth was full of bean paste, and he chased the bean paste with his chopsticks and answered, "Not interested." He looked up at me and changed his words: "Hmm—I'm a little interested."

"This is the plot of a book I accidentally saw in the library——the name of that book is "The Murder in Dsaka."

"Mystery novels? That kind of stuff is the most boring."

"Oh! It's boring, although I think so, but let's listen to it for a while."

The author has something to say: ①From Bungo Stray Dogs 3

Ranpo Edogawa, author of "Dazaka Murder"

Edogawa Ranpo: I scold myself

At this time, Edogawa Ranpo was already 20 years old, but his face was tender

When I looked at the encyclopedia today, I found that the publisher of "Bungo Stray Dogs" is Kadokawa Shoten