I’m not qualified to lecture anyone. However, don’t feel obligated to do something you enjoy. Out of all the light novels I read on this app your work is some of my favorite. Best of wishes to you Mr. Author!
Are you the same Author from FanFiction.Net? I might be losing my mind but I swear I’ve read this before. It is a good piece of writing im just curious.
The entrance to Novac was a simple gate that leads to the front of the motel where most residents presumably lived. Afton couldn't help but get choked up by what he saw though, the sign "Novac", was actually just a hotel sign that previously said "No vacancies", with half of the letters having fallen off.
"Some Iranian General is going to Budapest to buy some plutonium. He'll send the details if we leave him a cargo container of groceries, more than half of which are ramen, on the port of New York by tomorrow night. The good kind, he says."
To find Might Duy, I sneakily followed Might Guy. Might Guy went to his house which looked more like a hut than a proper house. I guess being a genin didn't earn Might Duy enough money to afford a proper house and also Might Duy practices in Eight Gates which burns him too much that he rests the entire next day.
What shocked them more was my unusual Sharingan and father just called it off as a mutation. Such cases were rare in clans as hardly any mutation occurs and the person with mutated Sharingan usually goes blind shortly and in some worst-case scenarios, death may occur. I convinced them that I am fine and there is no harm to my body but they still insisted me on not using Sharingan regularly. I could only agree to their request but I don't need to comply with them.