My editor is Machida Sonoko

New teacher?

Asahi didn't feel it at all. Ever since he met the mature woman with a changeable personality and outstanding musical talent last year, he had always had the notion of keeping his distance respectfully.

While washing her face and brushing her teeth, Chihiro complained incoherently.

Unlike ordinary women, she moved very quickly and fiercely, and it took her less than three minutes to finish. She also put on makeup while brushing her teeth.

Is this a female talent?

Asahi said it was an eye opener.

"It is rumored that the new female sensei is very beautiful, are you looking forward to it?"

While Asahi was in a daze, he suddenly heard Chihiro's slightly joking words.

Asahi waved his hand indifferently: "I'm looking forward, it's time for you to go."

"What an incomprehensible man."

Immediately in the corridor, Chihiro changed into a business suit that she took off from the balcony, and then she hurried to the entrance to put on high heels, and gave her the middle finger: "Children don't understand the beauty of mature women like me."

Asahi didn't want to speak, and he sighed in his heart that he had refused because he knew that.

Soon after, the sound of the door opening was heard, and after hearing the unique sound of high heels leaving, Asahi went to the bathroom to sort out his clothes.

Today's events were more formal, but he didn't mean to be too formal.

Signing events have been held many times in the past, and most of them have taken place at famous bookstores in Tokyo to discuss cooperation and promote the author's work.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, right from the start when the editor saved the scene, and then easily handled the entire signing event by himself, Asahi has huge room for improvement.

Wearing a clean and simple white shirt and jeans, turning on the faucet, holding water in his hand, washing his face indiscriminately, and after drying it with a towel, a handsome man with good spirits appeared in the mirror.

Compared to Kobato, who completely inherited her late mother's appearance, Asahi was the other extreme, with black hair and black eyes, but perhaps because of his mixed race, the chestnut on his face was brighter than that of an ordinary Asian.

This makes it look unique and tough.

After packing everything, he looked at his watch and it was already 11 o'clock in the afternoon, and the autograph session would start in less than an hour. Of course, he had to arrive earlier, so Asahi didn't care about greeting his little sister, who was watching TV, and rushed out the door.

Luckily, the location of the signing event wasn't too far from Sakurasou, and it only took a little over 10 minutes by bus.

Soon, Asahi got on the bus on the platform, and the flow of people was not heavy, which gave him time to take out his cell phone and turn it on to check if there were any missed messages.

As soon as the activation screen appeared on the phone, a bombardment of text messages from editor Machida Sonoko arrived as scheduled.

"Where are you?"

"Why did you turn off the phone!"

"It's about to start! Come here quickly!"

"Hasegawa Asahi!!!"

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Asahi couldn't help but look at a series of messages, and the cell phone rang before he finished reading, and the big character Machida Sonoko on the interface was very eye-catching.

"Hi!"

After pressing the answer button, Asahi greeted lazily, then put the phone 20 centimeters away from his ear with great skill.

Sure enough, the editor's "roar" came out the next moment.

"Hasegawa Asahi! What are you doing! Did you know that the signing starts in 50 minutes, and last time you were half an hour late! If it weren't for…"

Maybe it's because the loud noise from the cell phone affects nearby passengers. The high school girl standing in front of him turned his head in dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Asahi returned a shy smile.

Very handsome!

The high school girl felt as if her heart had been struck by Cupid's arrow, and that point of dissatisfaction had long since disappeared, a blush spread across her cheeks, and her heart beat faster.

She turned sideways shyly, and subconsciously brushed her long hair away from her ears. The girl hesitated about asking for a phone number or an email address, or something else.

It's very unpleasant to go to tutoring during those rare holidays. She didn't expect to meet such a handsome man on the bus. Today must be his lucky day.

However, asking for a cell phone number too suddenly would make him feel like a reckless girl.

The girl was caught in a tangle and couldn't break free, and hundreds of waves of play emerged in her heart.

She was secretly practicing some ways to strike up a conversation, when she ventured: "H-hello!"

"Okay! I'm here!" Asahi just ended the call because the bus had arrived.

"Goodbye, pretty lady."

Saying goodbye to the high school girl, who for some reason looked disappointed, Asahi immediately got off the bus.

Compared to the surroundings of Sakurasou Dormitory, the flow of people here has increased significantly.

In the parks and on the street, parents, children, and spouses are relaxing from the stresses accumulated in the past during the holidays.

Follow the destination in a straight line, and about 10 minutes later, around 10:30 a.m., Asahi finally arrives at the signing ceremony.

Fans outside the bookstore arrived much earlier, about a thousand people, and the bookstore was surrounded by police from the Metropolitan Police Department for security.

In addition, passers-by stopped to watch out of curiosity, asking the ins and outs of the matter, whether any idols were holding events here, to which the reply was that it was just an 18-year-old genius light novel author's signing event. Not only does it not disappoint, but it is even more interesting.

Looking up, the fans who came here were half boys and half girls, and most of them were big fans of Asahi.

No matter how many times she experienced a similar scene, Asahi would always be touched. These people all came together because of his work. They just like the characters, the plot, or some other aspect of the work.

Not wanting to be recognized by fans, he secretly entered through the VIP passage on the side of the bookstore.

As a result, as soon as he entered, he was confronted by a woman who was already waiting in front of the door.

"Hasegawa Asahi, you came really early."

Facing the steady gaze of the short-haired Sonoko, Asahi coughed lightly: "I stayed up all night thinking about a new job, so you can't blame me. You know, I can't let go of inspiration."

Luckily, there are reasons to lie. Hearing what he said, Sonoko had no choice but to give up.

"Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this, come with me."

Asahi couldn't help but stare at Sonoko, who was wearing black stockings, with the desire to push her to the signing table.