Ukyo now has experience communicating with girls who have been heartbroken.

Inspirational stories and inspirational stories are useless, and telling the truth is useless either. It seems that the expressionless face before is the most correct answer. Xiaoju Zhihua is the winner in life. "The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. If you don't say anything, you're not wrong." This sentence is enough to be a life motto——

"Are you hungry?" Youjing asked for the second time.

Lemon, tired of crying, squatted on the ground and rubbed her stomach. She looked up at Youjing and nodded at him with tears in her eyes.

"hungry."

"What do you want to eat? I'll pay."

"Chow mein."

“…”

That afternoon.

Yanami was lying on the second-floor window of the youth hostel, looking at the scenery and thinking about ideas for his novel. He saw Lemon sitting in the back seat of the Kawasaki H2R and being picked up by Ukyo.

I wrote with a little more force, feeling a bit annoyed, but then I thought, Ukyo and Lemon have known each other longer than she has, and the back seat of the Kawasaki H2R isn't just for her, so why can't others sit there? See you Yana~ See you Yana~, one shouldn't be too selfish.

I thought about it for a long time, but suddenly I was at a loss.

I opened LINE and took a look at the department group chat, and found that Yumu had tagged everyone and went to his room to exchange the novels they had written.

"Huh?" Yanai was a little panicked. Wasn't the deadline the Sunday of the training camp? How come everyone had finished their work so early?

........

...

On the first floor of the hotel.

Xiaoju knelt on the tatami, fiddling with her fingers nervously, like a student in training waiting for punishment from her teacher.

Yanaijian quietly sat down beside her, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered softly: "Xiaoju, what happened?"

"Nothing... nothing, it's just that the president is reading my novel."

Damn it, the people in the literature club have already finished writing it.

Ukyo and Lemon came in from the door at this time.

After placing the helmet on the table, Ukyo found an empty spot and sat down cross-legged. Then he saw Yanami crawling darkly in his direction... "Ukyo, you didn't secretly write a novel behind my back, did you?"

This was the first time I saw such a ferocious expression on her face.

"I haven't written it," Ukyo answered truthfully, "but I have written an outline."

"Outline? What's that?"

Ukyo didn't want to explain. Yanami was a complete novice in this area and the cost of communicating with her was too high. Secondly, he didn't really want to participate in this impromptu "novel exchange meeting". He really wanted to go back to his room and consolidate his underwater breath-holding skills. What happened at noon made him more interested in the game "Asphyxiation". If it weren't for the prerequisite of "the game must be played at three in the morning", he might have been in the bathtub now.

Volume 44: Chapter : President Ukyo, Your Novel Will Flop

"An outline is something that helps the author tell the direction of the story in the book." Former president Tamaki, who was reading Komari's novel, answered on behalf of Ukyo.

Even seasoned writers need an outline before starting a new work. It helps keep your story from collapsing, but it also limits it to a certain extent. Some authors who focus on "imaginative works" may not have a clear outline, but for those of us who are just getting started, I recommend that we still do it.

Yanai was thoughtful for a while.

Suddenly I saw the golden cake on the table.

"Can I eat this?"

Yu Mu sighed helplessly, holding his forehead.

"Didn't you have a double sandwich for lunch?"

"Yeah, but I seem to be hungry again. Maybe writing is too wasteful of brain energy."

"So Yanami, how much have you written?"

“Almost there~almost there~~”

How much has been written? Yumu was a little speechless. How could someone learn to delay writing before even entering the industry?

Yanami grabbed the golden cake on the table and took a bite, a happy expression on his face, "It's actually filled with rare mung bean filling~, Ukyo, try it!"

Golden Cake is another name for Dorayaki, and it's usually filled with red bean paste. Mung bean filling is a rare and unconventional addition, and some extremists can't help but curse at the sight of mung bean-filled Dorayaki. Ukyo has a high tolerance for the core "filling," but Lemon and Tsukinoki were quicker than him, snatching the only two golden cakes left on the plate. They were clearly also heretical fans of mung bean filling. At this time, Yanami cooperated and handed him the piece she had taken a bite of, asking if he wanted more. If he wanted to try the special mung bean filling, he could only take a bite from her bite mark.

Yanami waited for him to speak, but Ukyo's speechless eyes met his. His large, ultra-clear blue eyes lost to the clear, black-and-white gaze... Yanami sensed his boss's command; he seemed to prefer whole foods, and with his eyes, he tried to persuade him to ask the innkeeper for a new plate.

Seeing Yana pick up the plate on the table with a sullen face, she puffed her cheeks a little unhappy.

After leaving, she vaguely realized that Ukyo hadn't said anything, yet she had been treated like a servant simply because she'd exchanged glances with him. Didn't this just prove Yue Zhimu's earlier complaints that she had become a "follower"?

Damn Ukyo!

But looking back, those eyes were really lethal. Even those "hand-drawn eyes that reflected the broken galaxy and existed only in light novel illustrations" were slightly inferior to Ukyo's clear eyes.

.....

Mr. Wallet was about to die after spending more than a thousand yen to buy two gold cakes from the boss.

When Yanami entered the room through the sliding door, holding a plate in one hand, President Tamaki was praising Komari's work.

"I've finished reading it. I can't believe it's the work of a novice. It's very well written and interesting. I'll prepare to submit it tonight."

"Is that so?"

Xiaoju breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"It's just a bit long. When you submit it, break it up into three or four chapters."

“Should I take it apart…?”

"That's right. Ten thousand words is too long to be the first chapter. 2000 words is just enough for readers to finish in one sitting. The number of words in subsequent chapters doesn't matter, but you still need to pay attention to the first few pictures. And... Xiaoju, when dividing the chapters, it would be best to come up with titles that will attract readers, so that the click-through rate will be higher."

Yana saw Ukyo browsing something on his mobile phone. She thought Ukyo was also reading Komari's work, so she went over to ask Komari how it was, and at the same time stuffed the Dorayaki she had just bought into Ukyo's mouth.

But Ukyo told her, "The Pope was strangled to death by a propeller? And he even made such a big deal of letting his body float on the sea... He's the creator of the Death Game, wanted by police around the world for days, yet he's still advertising his identity on the cruise ship, drawing attention to himself. This doesn't fit the logic of a normal fugitive."

"?"

Yana was completely bewildered. "So, Komari's writing is a mystery-style work? I can't tell at all. It doesn't fit her at all."

"President Ukyo." Tamaki suddenly mentioned Ukyo and added the honorific title of president at the end.

He had a smile on his face that only seniors who have worked in a certain field for many years had, and asked Ukyo:

"President Ukyo...if I wrote the first volume of a novel titled 'Baihai Bathing at the Literary Club', then...how would you title it?"

"Xiaoju seems troubled by the title. Why don't you give her a sample?"

Ukyo said with a cold face: "'The Literature Club's Sea Bathing (Part 1)', 'The Literature Club's Sea Bathing (Part 2)'......"

This...is simply not possible.

Even Yanai, seeing this layman, could tell that the title was unappealing.

She whispered to Ukyo, "Boss Ukyo, this seems like a provocation from the former president to us. Would you like to answer it seriously?"

Ukyo didn't respond.

Yanami thinks this won't work, because Tamaki must have a title that can beat Ukyo waiting for him, and this senior seems to want to regain some of his lost status in the club through his expertise.

"You don't seem to be very good at coming up with titles, President Ukyo."

"For a new author writing a book, chapter titles are crucial."

Ukyo still didn't say anything.

This made Yumu feel like punching cotton.

Although Ukyo acted a bit disdainful, Xiaoju and the other girls were looking forward to his title.

Feeling the admiring gazes of the other girls, Tamaki spoke confidently, “If it were me, when I came up with a subtitle for the volume titled ‘Bath in the Literary Club’, I would definitely prioritize catching the readers’ attention.

For example, I would title the first chapter... [First stop, the goal is the mandatory nude beach!] or [Does stripping off more really earn you more points!?], and as long as I do that, the number of hits and readers in the early stages will definitely be completely different—"

"Oh~!" Yana's eyes lit up. Although the title was a bit exaggerated, it really made people want to click on it.

She kind of understood why Ukyo hadn't spoken before.

What comes to mind with the title "Sea Bathing of the Literary Society" are inevitably those colorful subtitles.

Their great, wealthy and upright president, Ukyo, would certainly not bother to use such a subtitle to attract attention.

But for newcomers, being aloof often results in no one reading their work, with posts accumulating only a few views and clicks for days on the website. If Ukyo persists in his aloofness, he might end up at the bottom of the company.

Tamaki seized on this point and continued his attack, "Then, President Ukyo, as a newcomer, you didn't want to choose an eye-catching chapter title. I guess you're very confident in the content of your novel, right? I wonder if President Ukyo could share your work so we can read it?"

Volume 45: Chapter I'm sorry, Boss Ukyo

"Tamaki... that's enough." Tsukinoki slashed at the back of his head with a knife. "Why are you so aggressive?"

"Haha~" Tamaki smiled and touched the place where he was hit suddenly and said, "Isn't this just to teach the president some experience? Gudu, what are you thinking? I don't mean any harm."

"I'm sorry for embarrassing you all." Tsukinoki pressed Tamaki's head and was about to bow to Ukyo to apologize.

It hasn't gotten to this point.

What Yumu said does make sense.

Ukyo stood up and said, "The rule during the training camp is that the deadline for manuscripts is Sunday, right? Then you guys can wait until Sunday to read my novel. Yana, I'm a little sleepy, come back with me."

"Eh? Me?" Yanami pointed at the tip of his nose.

If she remembered correctly, Yuezhimu only booked two rooms, one for boys and one for girls. They were in the boys' room now. Which room did Youjing mean by "returning to the room"?

Yanai thought that Ukyo might have paid for a separate room, as a wealthy young man wouldn't be short of money for a room. As expected, her guess was right. Ukyo did indeed get a separate suite, and the guitar case he brought with him was in that room.

He took out the Imperial Sword from his guitar case, put it in his hand, and said, "I'll lend you this sword for the next two days. Return it to me after the training is complete. The risk of 'Suffocation' is not at the same level as the last game we played, so I decided to do it myself."

Yanaijian surfed the Internet quite intensely. Although the government blocked news on the Internet, she still came across some news. It seemed that many bloggers who ran supernatural channels had lost their lives because of this game. Some curious and fearless young people also disappeared after trying this game.

So, knowing how dangerous it is, why don’t we just not play this game?

There's no need for a 15-year-old high school student to joke about his life, right?

"Since so many people have died because of this, I must play this game." Ukyo said.

He told Yanami that the motivation that pushed him to live in the world was to kill a certain fictional creature. To do this, he would try all the clues related to it. Even if he couldn't find it, Ukyo Tachibana didn't continue to live just to experience high school life. Even if he didn't have dragon blood, couldn't ignite the golden eyes, couldn't summon Junyan... he also insisted on exercising every day and never let his body become inactive. People like him who have special skills exist to solve incidents that ordinary people are helpless to deal with.

Yanami didn't know what was going on. She didn't understand a word Ukyo was saying about dragon blood and golden eyes. But she felt he was incredibly charming at that moment, and she was unconsciously drawn to his sense of destiny. But when Ukyo asked her if she was ready to enter the real world with him, Yanami shook her head.

Because the "Suffocation" incident really caused many deaths, she felt that she, an ordinary loser, was not qualified. She was not ready to gamble her life for some illusory sense of fate. She was very scared. When she refused, she felt that she was unlucky, but she had no choice, she was just an ordinary person.

"I'm sorry, Boss Ukyo."

Ukyo wouldn't laugh at her weakness.

He just lamented that he was still the only one on this fateful road.

I have missed my junior brother countless times in my heart. If it were him at this time, even if he was full of complaints and grumbling, he would definitely take a bath with me that night, right?

........

......

The title of the novel by Chika Komari, a member of the Supernatural Literature Club: "The Heartwarming Incidents of the Monster Cafe"

The writing style is very fluent. The content is an upgrade story of a human high school student cooking in the monster world. It is interspersed with the naive love between a human girl and a monster chef, which is quite interesting to read.

After Yanami came out of Ukyo's room, he returned to the first floor to discuss novels with the members of the literature club.

Xiaoju believes that she cannot write a work of this level.

I couldn't help but feel curious. As a beginner, Xiaoju already has such a level of strength. Then, as a senior, President Tamaki, wouldn't his ability be even greater than Xiaoju's?

"By the way, what kind of writing does Tamaki do?" She decided to test the enemy's opinion for Ukyo.

"Me? Haha~" Tamaki scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "Actually, I've been secretly serializing it online for a long time, almost starting about three years ago."

"It's been so long? Can I take a look?"

"of course."

The screen of Tamaki's phone moved in front of Yanami. The name of the work was very "Tamaki style" -

The slave girl I picked up turned out to be an S-rank adventurer, so I decided to live off her.

Oops....

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