I’m Sorry for Getting a Head Start but I Decided to Live Everyday Erotically

Meet Umebara Umeka was the closest bookstore to home.

That's when the novel I was reading came to an end and I was looking for my next book.

Local bookstores were to a certain extent selling and new magazines. If it's a bookstore in front of the station, there's more to it, but I liked the bookstore.

"It was written by a high school girl who lived around here."

The bookstore owner told me.

Sometimes there are carvings like this.

Take the book. The title was' Throat and Coke '. Looks like his debut, and he won a rookie award, not too big.

"Plum Umebara..."

"It was funny, and more importantly, I'm a local kid, so I wanted to support you."

The good-looking shopkeeper broke his face.

Sounds like a youth novel. Read the obvious in your hand.

I wasn't particularly impressed, but I decided to buy it.

And when I read it, it was quite interesting, although there are some coarse shreds.

When the second one came out, I bought it in a monograph and read it.

Whisper, it's a miracle

It was much funnier than my debut.

I read it all at once and bought it too as soon as it became a literary book.

I had just recently lent it to Lina after reading the second week.

"Umehara Umeka..."

"So, yes! Young man, are you suspicious?

I'm currently walking on a dark road with a blonde college girl.

Both sides are paddies, and we're already going into residential areas.

"Didn't you imagine?

A blonde woman wearing a cream-colored piece.

Age is twenty years old, a third-year college student, if you trust author referrals.

He debuted as a novelist in his third year of high school and released his second book in his first year of college.

"No, I can't believe a writer because it's even vague to exist... is that his real name?

"It's my real name."

"Then, Umebara-san... how did Umebara-san get here?

"'Cause it's my local"

The information given to me by the bookstore owner was true.

"Well, I went out to Tokyo at the same time as I went to high school..."

"Maybe the stage for my debut," Throat and Coke, "

"Oh, around here...... about West Garden Town to be exact"

Surprised.

I thought I had a sense of vision, but the town where I was born and raised was the stage.

Mr. Umehara, who walked a little chick on the side, still had an adult atmosphere, although he was low in height.

"There's a park around there where vines are famous, right? When I was a junior high school student, I had my first date there, and that was when."

"Huh? But you're a high school student with a throat and a Coke character, right?

"That's a novel. It's fiction... and I didn't know you knew me."

Emotionally Mr. Umebara snapped.

And I laughed happily at her gaze at me. [M]

"I'd love to, you know"

"Oh, no..."

"How's that? Is my novel funny?

"It's funny!

From then on, I explained what part was interesting.

Every time I praised her, Umehara laughed like she was lit.

"He read it twice..."

"Aren't you going to give me a new one?

"I'll get it out."

And it was when Umehara answered.

I can see the lights on the station. Okinawa Station.

I wanted to talk about it already, but it doesn't work either.

"Absolutely, I'll buy it"

"Thanks"

Okinawa Station is not a very prosperous station.

There's just a rotary and an awesome store.

"I wonder if there's even an end to the electricity..."

Umehara-san crushed that.

It's not like there's no train. Probably means there's no train to get back to Tokyo.

"Are you all right?

"Are you worried, young man?"

It is said to be a young man, but it does not change much as an age.

When she showed her white teeth, Umebara-san snapped her neck.

"You can't lick an adult, can you? We'll go to the city once in a while, and we'll find it at the hotel."

Take it for granted, of course.

Seems like quite a few books are selling, and so much so that there are even rumors of making a movie.

"Oh, um... if you're staying, can't you do it somewhere else?

I acted surprised myself.

Even though it happens, my favorite writer I met.

There was a lot I wanted to do.

Umehara looks out in front of the station after showing her a bare gesture of thinking.

"Fine, but where do you do it?

"... indeed"

Too much in front of the station.

"Oh, maybe you're dictating?

"Huh? Oh, no... that's not what I'm going to do at all... he wants to be purely hungry"

"Sorry, I was just kidding."

The little old man laughed and looked me in the eye. [M]

"Right... I'm worried about the new one, too, right? That's why I wanted to be like a young man."

"Like me?

"I'm writing now..."

So when I cut the words, Mr. Umehara stared at me with a round eye.

"Don't tell me this, okay?

"I know."

"Well, I'll tell you... it's a sequel to" Throat and Coke, "right?"

"Huh? But that's the last time you're gonna die of heroin."

Silence flows over each other.

"Young man, you think so?

"Huh..."

That's right.

There is no depiction that the heroine in his debut, "Throat and Coke," is dead.

It feels that way, but it was all subjective by the main character's man.

As a reader, I hope he's not dead. And it ends with that feeling.

"He wasn't dead...?

"Honestly, I just wanted to leave one of you unanswered."

Is it the intention of the publisher?

"Shall we do a little bit less, including around there?

"Yes."

"Not somewhere? Around here, affordable hotels?

"Huh? Hotel?