I am a master of light novels in Japan

In the residential area of ​​Tokyo, the chirping of the finches resounded through the twilight, and the houses on both sides of the calm street had begun to light up the indoor lights, and a hazy view, which ushered in this busy city Quiet moment of dusk.

"Please respect me, I have already decided, that's it, I hope I won't be persecuted, mother!"

In a house where the house number was written [Cool Breeze], the voice of a young girl suddenly broke the silence. Her voice was a little angry, as if she was struggling to gain approval. However, the door of the house suddenly opened. A woman wearing a white shirt-style school uniform The blue-haired girl with double ponytails walked out the door sullenly as if escaping, and then closed the door casually.

Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she closed her eyes with a bit of anger. Finally, the girl who had always been calm and optimistic finally let go of her brows, and after quietly watching the burning clouds on the horizon, she took steps. Go out for a while and calm down.

Cool breeze Aoba, the third grade of high school, the prospective candidates in January of the next year, the academic performance of liberal arts is ranked well in the school, hobbies are games, and painting, and he has been an elite member of the art department for three years in high school.

"amount……"

She sighed softly and looked at the questionnaire on the college entrance examination. She directly wrote three [Employment] replies. As a result, her mother was called to the school by the teacher. However, when she came back today, she suffered My mother's strong opposition, after all, according to her grades, there is actually a high chance of getting a good university.

However, the tuition fees of various art academies are also relatively expensive. After observing for a long time, she always feels that if she can absorb work experience in society as soon as possible and become an adult as soon as possible, she may be expensive tuition and spend another four years in the school. Time came out and then contacted her longing career, which made her feel a little hard to wait.

The streets are dimly lit, the sky is getting late, the street lights are bright, and the shadows are vast.

"Huh~~~ I shouldn't be angry with my mother. After all, this is Japan where academic qualifications are paramount, even if I really have a certain degree of confidence in my skills, but if I fail... I will become a Ronin], obviously I can still get into college."

Cool breeze Qingye lowered her head slightly, and a disproportionate sense of confusion appeared on the face of the lovely and delicate baby. As she walked, she stood under the street lamp in the street, quietly thinking.

Her friend Ying Ningning had already decided to take the law test, and her classmate Yingying also decided to go to France to study for further studies, that is, she secretly chose a different path from them.

"I always feel that if there is no role designer as a major, I always feel that if I can get in touch with learning in the workplace earlier, I will definitely...be able to learn more interesting professional experience."

The evening breeze slightly lifted the young girl's ponytail hair, and cool breeze Aoba silently held the palm of her hand, thinking.

Her dream, a game character designer, has been unswervingly moving towards her dream since she was a child.

However, there was still some time before dinner time, and Liang Feng Qingye was looking around on the commercial street alone, not knowing how she would spend the time next.

While she was still thinking, behind her, a young man had already put his bicycle on, and entered the bookstore with great heart.

"Mom... probably still getting angry." She thought helplessly, quite scared of her still angry mother.

So, where do you want to go next, go to Ningning’s house to sit down, or just walk around and go back and admit your mistake...

However, my mother used the terrible scenes of the workplace, the terrible scenes of the tram, and the terrible interpersonal aspects to suppress her. She couldn't go back right away when she said anything. She had to show her attitude to her parents.

As a result, when she was unable to do anything, she inadvertently saw the large bookstore that she had been passing by when she was going to school, and was silent for a while. She hesitated a little, and then began to walk into the bookstore with few customers now.

Game magazine area.

"Eh?"

Cool breeze Aoba stopped blankly, looking at the row of deserted game magazine stalls, he encountered a familiar stranger. At this moment, this young man was already reading some stand-alone magazines.

"I remember... it was a college student that I always met when I was in school. Riding a dilapidated bicycle, because he was a handsome guy, he always attracted Ning Ningjiang's attention. I met too many times a year, so Some remember his look..."

She watched silently.

"..."

After reading it for a while, Liang Feng Qingye always felt that this person seemed to be worried about something. While looking for the magazine, while frowning, he took out a small book in his pocket and recorded something, completely disregarding his surroundings. Case.

However, after hesitating for a while, Liangfeng Aoba was still in an inexplicable sense of embarrassment. She chose to avoid it, and went to the magazine corridor on the other side. The stranger was a stranger. It's just passers-by.

"I'm looking for, I'm looking for..."

The girl who leaned down looking for the magazine thought to herself, but she quickly found the latest issue of "Game Sunshine" magazine. She immediately picked it up with joy and smiled and thought: "Great, I found it. In the third grade of high school, my mother forbids me to bring the magazine back."

She turned it over, showing nostalgia, and looked at the new game published in it.

Game, something like this is probably not something that mainstream girls like.

However, her preferences are a bit close to boys... No, it should be said that she even surpasses boys in the research and love of games, so there are a pile of game magazines hidden in the drawer of the room.

"However, now those books have been thrown away by my mother... It's too much, I don't know how to respect my preferences and persistence." Liang Feng Qingye thought with a sigh.

However, I flipped through the magazine and took a look at the latest game developments.The introduction of "Call of Duty: Black Ops XIV" and the latest works of the "Valkyria" series also seem to be on sale, making her look forward to it.

American games and Japanese games have their own advantages and styles. They are her favorites...but FPS is not a game she is good at.

"Sure enough, Japanese-style games are the Japanese favorite."

Cool breeze Aoba thought for a while, silently thinking.

However, after turning the next page, a new piece of news caused Liangfeng Qingye to freeze for a moment...

The sales of Eagle Jump's latest work "Star Nation" are sluggish. The magazine once again explained the shortcomings of this new work, and also began to explain the decline of Japanese RPG.

The analysis and pictures in just over a thousand words tell the company's process from glory to struggle, and finally worry about the operating conditions of this small company that has produced classic games, whether it is on the verge of bankruptcy again...

"...How come?" Liangfeng Qingye gradually fell into a chaotic and sad dilemma.

My parents’ opposition, my own confusion... As a result, even the game company I’ve been fond of since I was a child is in a dilemma of bankruptcy... A whole day of sadness and suffering was suddenly detonated by this small opportunity, and tears unsuspectingly. Flowing down the smooth cheeks...

I don't know how long, she suddenly heard a footstep, under a row of golden twilight rays, in a quiet bookstore, the silent young man looked at her silently at this moment.

"...Uh...Huh?!"

Liangfeng Qingye looked at Li Yan with tears in his eyes. However, immediately, his cheeks began to burn like a cloud of fire, and he made a sound of consternation.

In the afternoon, at 6:25, Higurashi Book City, Tokyo.

Li Yan put the notebook on the shelf and looked at this teary girl with a plain expression, but was quite focused and energetic in the eyes of others, and asked, "It's okay, do you need help?"

"Yes, yes yes yes yes yes... I'm sorry!"

Cool breeze Aoba quickly bowed and said with tears that were too late to dry.

"...There is no need to apologize, I just heard the cry, so I just came over and took a look. It didn't mean much." Li Yan looked at the girl who was always visible, stretched out his hand and calmed down.

"Yes..." Liang Feng Qingye said with an awkward smile.

I don't know why, the two people seem to have met in this way.

For a long time, passers-by and passers-by, no matter how chance they meet, are just strangers, but strangely, in the magazine area of ​​the game, she started to talk because of her crying nose.

A bit bad occasion...

Liangfeng Qingye shrank his hands and feet, annoyed that he didn't know what was going on today, and he was seen by others when he was embarrassed.

Li Yan hesitated for a while. The one in front of him looked a little shy. It seemed that there was nothing special that needed help from others. In the end, one minute, two minutes... Such an inexplicable stalemate made Li Yan also start to wonder what's next. How to treat it.

"Oh, I'm not good at comforting others."