Chapter 105 The Peak I went home to cook, and by the time I finished eating it was almost nine o'clock. Maki Miyazawa, who had been slow and dragging her feet in washing dishes, naturally lost the qualification to take a bath first, so Haruno Sawayama took a bath first today for the first time in history. Sometimes I would think, “Isn’t that guy going to do something while taking a bath?”, so it’s great to be the first one to take a bath. No matter what happened, at least Sawayama Haruno felt that it was quite comfortable to be able to take such a relaxing bath. After this rare period of relaxation, he returned to his bedroom as usual to prepare to write. In order to avoid causing unnecessary misunderstandings again, he deliberately left the door ajar this time instead of closing it completely. Of course, it was inevitable that Salmon Ball would run into the bedroom and lie on my lap and act coquettishly. Fortunately, today's writing task is relatively easy. Sawayama Haruno is already prepared to send his written manuscript to the email address of Kodansha's online editor. In order to reduce trouble as much as possible, the title of the book remains unchanged as "Norwegian Wood". He has lived in this world for more than just one or two years. It is very certain that this is a completely parallel world. Even if Haruki Murakami really exists in this world, it is unlikely that he is writing novels, so there is no need to worry too much about the title of the book.
The only thing that gives me a bit of a headache is probably the pen name? "Salmon Maru, what pen name do you think would be better for me?" Sawayama Haruno scratched the cute kitten on his lap and muttered to himself, "Although many real-life authors use their real names, it's true. It would be socially unacceptable if someone recognized you by your real name, right?" "Meow~" Salmon Ball yawned lazily. It didn't seem to care about Zeshan Haruno's troubles, but just enjoyed the comfortable massage from its male owner. "pen name." Sawayama Haruno lowered his head and thought for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to use his real name and choose a name that was similar but difficult to associate with it. His name is Zeshan Haruno, but Zeshan here is pronounced as Wushan, which is Kiriyama. Just use Wushan as your surname and add a random name at the end. Sawayama Haruno thought about it and finally decided to use "Kiyama Fuyumi" as his temporary pen name. Although it sounds as strange as my real name. He complained in his mind, but still added it to the document to be sent. What follows is nothing more than explaining some boring things like creative concepts. Although the editor might not care much about this kind of stuff, Sawayama Haruno felt that he should still put a little effort into making it up. He couldn't just say bluntly "I just want to be famous" or "I just want to make a lot of money", right? If I express this idea to others, I'm afraid I'll be ridiculed. You have to know that the chain of contempt in the island country's literary world is not light at all, especially in this place where admiration for the strong has been magnified to the extreme, and the culture of writers looking down on each other has become a somewhat distorted one. Even if you write better than others, if you don't have enough experience in the literary world, you won't have much say. “It’s really troublesome” Sawayama Haruno tapped the keyboard lightly, and in just two or three strokes he finished writing all the empty words about his ideas, and then sent it to the submission email address that Kodansha had made public on the Internet. Get it done. The next step is to wait patiently for a reply, but I don’t know if I can get a reply within a week.
Sawayama Haruno stretched out, and the salmon ball lying on his thighs was also in good shape. Its real owner's voice came from outside the door, as if it was Maki Miyazawa who was calling it to hurry up and take a bath. Sawayama Haruno picked it up by the scruff of its neck and sent it back to the "bathroom hell". I had already washed myself very clean, but this stinky cat dared to come and cling to me without taking a bath? Sawayama Haruno shook his head and sat back in front of the computer to work on his studies. Time passes quickly and silently. The next day. Go to school, attend classes, eat, attend classes, and attend classes as usual. Finally, it was time for the last class to end. Because the last class was so boring, Sawayama Haruno was already daydreaming in the second half of the class. On the contrary, Mine Shiori on the side was listening very seriously, which made Sawayama Haruno very puzzled. He was concentrating on other things in the water class before, but now he is so serious again. After seeing the teacher standing at the front announce the end of get out of class, he thought for a moment and took the initiative to say, "Shiori, is it almost time to leave?" "Ah." Mine Shiori had just picked up the book and blinked subconsciously after hearing what Sawayama Haruno said. She tapped the book twice on the table and said slowly, "It seems that there is still some time before Suguha appears, but it is okay to go there early now." "Let's go then." Sawayama Haruno yawned and said lazily, "I'm the only one here, so I'd better go there early so I can have a look. This is my first time to see a martial arts hall." "Really? I did go to the Budokan once when I was in high school." Mine Shiori smiled faintly and said, "There were two other people in the school's history who performed at the Budokan at that time." “My school seems to have one, but I don’t remember it very well.” Sawayama Haruno stuffed the books into his bag carelessly and replied casually. In the island nation, a martial arts hall basically means the pinnacle of "talent", although there is also the pinnacle of baseball called "Koshien" and the pinnacle of kendo called "Butokuden". But if we have to choose a "talent sanctuary" that most people recognize, it would undoubtedly be the Budokan. "Really? If the system had appeared a few years earlier, maybe I could have gone to the Budokan," Sawayama Haruno thought. The reward he received, "Skill Improvement", is the best helper for this development path. The only pity is that "skill improvement" has a prerequisite for triggering, that is, it must be a skill that you have already mastered in order to be improved. Although he learns things quickly, it is unrealistic for him to participate in any competitions at his current age. The attention paid to adult competitions is definitely not as high as that of high school competitions, unless it is chess events. Forget it, forget it, let’s just focus on being a plagiarist. Unless you can win a championship in a competition like the Budokan, you will still not be able to compare to a great writer who can write literature.
Even if you win the championship, you may not be able to beat them. The Japanese people's obsession with literature is not small at all. With this thought in mind, Sawayama Haruno followed Mine Shiori nonchalantly, and the two took the train towards Chiyoda District. (End of this chapter)