As for whether it would be accepted, he hadn't considered that.
The light novels he had read in his previous life hadn't appeared here, which further confird that he had transmigrated into a parallel world?
But that wasn't the point. The point was that the light novels, ani, and manga that had appeared in the past decade or so hadn't given him a refreshing feeling.
He didn't have much of a feeling for the novels that others here praised, but tastes varied, and that might be the reason.
He withdrew his thoughts, glanced at his phone again, and gently shook the person in his arms:
"Shouko, it's ti to get up."
Seeing that she still didn't react, Akira increased the intensity of his shaking:
"Five minutes are up, it's really ti to get up."
"Akira, I'm sick right now. You should let sleep a little longer," Shouko's muffled voice ca from his arms.
Akira stopped shaking her and t the eyes of the Shouko who had lifted her head in his arms, looking at her sleepy expression:
"Then let go of and keep sleeping, okay?"
"No," Shouko said with a yawn. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI~Fire
"..." Akira was helpless.
Finally, Shouko reluctantly let go of him, afraid that he wouldn't let her sleep in his arms next ti.
Just in ti, she also needed to go to the bathroom to change that, as Miyamura Auntie had said it was best to change it every 2–3 hours to avoid bacterial growth.
"Aren't you going to sleep a little longer?" Akira sat up from the bed, seeing that she had also gotten up, and asked in confusion.
Shouko rubbed her eyes and shook her head: "No, I need to go to the bathroom. You go sit in the living room and wait for ."
As she spoke, she extended her other hand and pushed his back.
"Okay, okay." Akira confird her condition one last ti before getting up and leaving the girl's bedroom.
He was still sighing in his heart, truly being abandoned after being hugged. Just monts ago, she seed reluctant to let go, but now she couldn't wait for him to leave quickly...
However, considering Shouko's significant mood swings during her period, he understood.
"Click..."
As the door closed, Shouko waited for about another minute, then reached out and took out the things Miyamura Auntie had taken her to buy a few days ago from the nightstand.
She opened the door to confirm that he was already in the living room watching TV with Yuzuru and the others, then stealthily made her way towards the bathroom.
She was a little embarrassed to let him know that she needed to change this...
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Granny Nishimiya, who was focused on watching a drama in the living room, caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking in from the corner of her eye. She turned her head and, seeing who it was, asked in confusion:
"Akira, why are you out here? How is my sister?"
After nodding to Granny Nishimiya to greet her, Akira turned to look at the black-haired loli whose head was resting on Hachiko's belly:
"Nothing serious, her stomach is just a little uncomfortable."
After saying that, he had just sat down when he stood up again, explaining to the two people who looked confused:
"I'll go back and get a hot water bottle." Then he left the living room.
He rembered that when he was researching, soone had said that using a hot water bottle or a heat pack over clothing to apply heat to the lower abdon could promote blood circulation and relieve cramps.
He didn't know if it would be effective, but it wouldn't hurt to go back and get it for Shouko to try.
It was better than taking painkillers. dication was sowhat toxic, so it was better to take as little as possible.
Miyamura Shizuka, who was busy in the kitchen preparing lunch, heard the sound of the front door opening and closing.
She poked her head out of the kitchen towards the entrance and saw her son changing his shoes. She imdiately asked loudly:
"Why are you back? And how is Shouko feeling?"
Upon hearing this, Akira repeated the explanation he had just given to Granny Nishimiya to his Mom.
"A hot water bottle does have so effect, but when did we buy a hot water bottle?"
"You don't need to worry about that. When it was cold before, Shouko gave one."
Akira, who had finished changing his shoes, walked to the stairs and explained to her before quickly running upstairs.
Miyamura Shizuka shook her head upon hearing this, withdrew her head, and continued to be busy.
Returning to his room, Akira opened the storage cabinet and imdiately noticed the white chickenzilla-shaped hot water bottle that Shouko had given him.
She told him that she had gotten it during a shopping trip with Azigaya and Takagi. It was a prize she won from a lottery chance obtained by buying milk tea, and she had won this limited edition chickenzilla.
At that ti, Atsuya Ayumi even wanted to buy it from her directly, but she refused, and this hot water bottle ended up in his hands.
As for whether Atsuya Ayumi had won this limited edition chickenzilla, he didn't know. She hadn't told him about it at the ti.
And he wasn't very interested in it either, so he didn't ask further.
He reached out and took out the hot water bottle, casually closed the storage cabinet, and walked downstairs.
Along the way, he didn't forget to check how to use this hot water bottle.
"Mom, when we eat later, I have sothing I need to trouble you with," Akira suddenly rembered that matter as soon as he walked downstairs, and imdiately turned towards the kitchen, shouting loudly.
"What is it?" Miyamura Shizuka's curious voice ca from inside the kitchen.
Akira didn't explain. He took the hot water bottle, went to the entrance, changed into his outdoor shoes, opened the front door, and walked out.
"This child..." Miyamura Shizuka heard the sound of the front door closing and couldn't help but shake her head and mutter.
But she would know later, so she wasn't in a hurry. The most important thing now was to fry the fish fillets in front of her.
Afterward, Akira returned to the Nishimiya ho with the hot water bottle and added hot water to it under Shouko's curious and confused gaze in the living room.
She also successfully tried it. Regardless of anything else, it did have so effect. Her stomach, which was originally a little uncomfortable, felt a little better after being heated by the hot water bottle...
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"Mom, I'm thinking of writing light novels and submitting them," Akira, who had been called back for lunch by a phone call from Miyamura Shizuka at noon, said decisively as soon as he washed his hands and sat down.
"Okay, okay, go for it," Miyamura Shizuka nodded casually to encourage him.
She had no opinions or suggestions regarding his decision. She thought that Akira was probably just writing for fun, as for submitting it.
It was highly likely to be rejected. She and his dad didn't plan to offer any help for this decision, after all, he was only in the first year of junior high school, what good things could he write?
Of course, she knew in her heart that he was highly unlikely to succeed, but verbal encouragent was still essential.
"Shizuka-chin, I'm serious..." Akira felt a hint of speechlessness at his Mom's perfunctory attitude.
As soon as he said this, he got a flick on the head from her.
"I'm also very seriously encouraging you, okay?" Miyamura Shizuka withdrew the hand that had flicked his forehead and said softly.
Seeing this, Akira rubbed his forehead and secretly rolled his eyes at her.
"Mom, rember to help sign the contracts and stuff when the ti cos."
Miyamura Shizuka nodded with food in her mouth: "No problem."
After swallowing, she added: "If you finish writing it then, do you want to let take a look? I can give you so pointers?"
This was definitely not about wanting to see her child make a fool of himself or anything like that, but rather to give him so pointers, to see if there were any mistakes or problems, so she could help him get it accepted.
That's right, that's how it was!
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