I just want to be a regular writer

Shan Chengxian finally handed in the paper.

I thought that this way, at least I could play games for a few days without distraction.

But he made a mistake--

"So Shancheng..."

The young professor has long been accustomed to contacting Shan Chengxian late at night. His voice came from the earpiece, with obvious helplessness: "Can you tell me why the name'Kirajikage' is mixed in your paper ?"

"I even searched the name naively, thinking that Shancheng what you are doing suggestive extensions!"

The professor seemed to complain: "Is this the name of which game character? Don't tell me you are writing a paper while playing the game!"

"...How can I write a paper while playing games, teacher?"

Shan Chengxian retorted in disapproval, then lowered the handle to check the original paper.

After searching the paper for a while, Shan Chengxian discovered an incredible fact-the name "Kiraji Kage" appeared in the paper 7 times!

Ah, he must be too concerned about the relationship with the pink man with cat ears.

Shan Chengxian was annoyed on his face, and said that he should check the paper before sending it to the teacher-this is purely an afterthought.Shan Chengxian is a typical person who does academic work according to his inspiration.He deeply believes that if repeated inspections, the fluent taste in the paper will be lost.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he thinks it is too troublesome to check the paper.

It's not arrogant, but he has never made such a mistake since he was young.

Ah, wrong.

It was wrong once.

In... the first year of high school?

——That "mistake" can be said to have caused Shan Chengxian to lose so much that he still cannot make up for it today.

But that is not a mistake in learning.

Shan Chengxian quickly deleted the seven "Kiraji Shadows" in the paper, and searched it again just to be on the safe side before sending the paper to the professor's mailbox, saying: "Don't ridicule me anymore. I will be ashamed. Caused emotional excitement and sudden death."

"..." The professor fell silent as he expected.

After a long while, Shan Chengxian heard the young professor's sigh: "In order not to cause your sudden death, I will hang up first. School is about to start, and you can go through the customs. I hope you can devote more energy to studying in the new semester."

Shan Chengxian promised: "Don't worry, teacher, learning is always the most important thing."

The response to him was the busy tone from the receiver after the professor hung up the phone quickly.

Listening to the busy tone in the headset, Shan Chengxian blinked innocently: "Am I saying the wrong thing?"

should not.

After the question and answer were over, Shan Chengxian picked up the gamepad again.

Today, the archive will be completed at 4 o'clock!

Risa Fukada could not fall asleep.

The mattress needs to be changed. This mattress is too soft.

She rolled over on the bed and looked out the window with her eyes open.

Outside are the grass and trees swaying under the moonlight in the courtyard, rustling from time to time under the caress of the breeze.

Risa Fukada was in this position for a while and sat up.

After walking for a while, he fumbled through the quilt to find out the pajamas to put on.

Turning on the desk lamp, she took the "Bible" and sat down by the window, and began to read those words that were too finely arranged, which would affect the reading experience-this is always a story for her, but if the gods really exist, she I really want to see it.

But in terms of what she has done in this life, if the gods really exist... she probably can only see it in hell, right?

No problem.

In the silent night, Risa Fukada's ears were rustling grass and trees and sporadic insects.This was the perfect background sound for her. She looked at the "Bible" in her hand intently until the sky gradually lit up, then rubbed her temples and put down the heavy book.

In fact, she has something to do today.

The task force set up to deal with the slashing case needed to be resolved. They seemed to have reached the right direction, but they stopped moving because they were blinded by the fact that they could not see the truth.

Risa Fukada has always believed that there are very intelligent people in this world.

The inability to see a substitute may not be a big obstacle for those people. With just a brain, they can piece together the truth-which is not good.

What she wants and wants is still the perfect balance between her "daily" and "non-daily".

Only balance can make Risa Fukada feel at ease.

Only balance can make her who has nothing to ask for fun in the boring.

and so.....

The first thing that needs to be solved is the woman named Hitomi Aoba.

what a pity.

I hope that the next life Hitomi Aoba can change his name and surname and become a more ordinary person.If you are really unwilling to be lonely, at least don't spy on the truth at will.

Risa Fukada went out in a good mood, without the fatigue and depression of not sleeping all night-because... the "pebbles" on her way will soon disappear one by one.

Perhaps the death of those people will become another unsolved mystery in this world.

but...

So what?

For Risa Fukada, everything is the same-she will always be the one sitting in the audience watching everything, occasionally participating in the plot, but just to add a bright color to the boring plot on the stage.

She knew where Hitomi Aoba lived, and she also figured out the life track of Hitomi Aoba during this time.

Because of her involvement in the task force, even if she is just a small bridge for communication between the host and the team members, she needs to report to the Metropolitan Police Department every day.

First of all.

The "bridge" named Hitomi Aoba needs to be dismantled.

Risa Fukada stood under the hotel where Hitomi Aoba was staying, and looked up at the towering hotel building.

After a while, she turned and turned into the alley.