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Chapter 3
Minato said with a smile.
Takatsuki Sen said, "Editor-Sir's... willfulness?"
"You can think of it that way."
Minato reached out his hand and said, "Then I look forward to working with you from now on, Gao Baixian A!"
Takatsuki Sen reached out her hand like a cute little beast.
A large hand holding a small hand; this was the beginning of fate...
"Hey, Mr. Minato, your house-husband potential is really off the charts."
Takatsuki Sen watched Minato, who was busy cleaning while she took a break from writing, her chin resting on her hand.
"By the way, you're already in your twenties, right? Aren't you considering finding a girlfriend?"
Minato had been her editor from the start, but over these many years, she had never seen him interact with any other woman; the focus of his life seemed to be entirely on her.
When she realized this, Takatsuki Sen felt quite happy.
Minato said, "If Gao Cai could submit her manuscripts on time every time and cooperate with me on promotional events, I would definitely be married by now."
"I don't want that, and besides..."
Takatsuki Sen suddenly looked at Minato with affectionate eyes and slightly lifted her body.
Perhaps because of the loungewear she was wearing, her excellent figure was clearly revealed.
"I want... Mr. Minato to always... revolve around me."
Minato rolled his eyes and said, as if coaxing a Child, "Alright, alright, I will always revolve around Takatsuki Sen."
If this had been a few years ago, if Takatsuki Sen had done such an action or such a thing to him, he would definitely have felt...
"Your heart rate has accelerated."
Takatsuki Sen didn't know when she had suddenly moved close to his heart.
After hearing the sound she wanted to hear, she smiled slyly.
"Mr. Minato really does have different feelings for me."
"Tsk."
Minato clicked his tongue. Alright, even after a few years, he still couldn't build up immunity to this little enchantress.
"Are you serious?"
Takatsuki Sen reached out and placed her hand on his face, her beautiful eyes shimmering like autumn water.
"If I agree to be Mr. Minato's girlfriend, can you..."
Alright, Minato admitted that his heart was beating very fast right now.
"Can you let me skip submitting a manuscript just once?"
The moment Takatsuki Sen said this, Minato felt like an enlightened monk; there was no longer any fluctuation in his heart.
He sneered and suddenly wrapped both hands around Takatsuki Sen, who was leaning on him.
"!"
Takatsuki Sen was taken aback; she didn't expect her Editor-Sir to actually take action.
But she was clearly mistaken.
"Flaker, die!"
Minato immediately gave Takatsuki Sen a bear hug, followed by a German suplex.
"Cough!"
Takatsuki Sen felt a massive impact on her body.
So painful!
This time she was truly lying on the ground, unable to stand up.
Minato looked down at Takatsuki Sen with extremely gloomy eyes: "Flaker, get up quickly and submit the manuscript to me."
Takatsuki Sen clutched her stomach, tremblingly stood up, and looked at Minato with eyes that saw him as scum: "You actually managed to lay a hand on a young girl in the prime of her life."
Minato clenched his fists in a tough-guy pose, which was exceptionally comical paired with his pink apron.
"Get to writing!"
"Alright, alright, I'm going."
Takatsuki Sen broke out in a cold sweat and helplessly returned to her desk to start typing.
Minato stayed at Takatsuki Sen's home all afternoon, urging her to finish the manuscript.
Correspondingly, cleaning, restocking snacks, preparing dinner...
These chores all fell on his shoulders.
As for why he went to such lengths, it was probably because he was used to taking care of this Child.
Takatsuki Sen had no relatives, so after meeting her, almost everything in her life was managed by Minato.
Doing this much, besides hoping this great writer could produce better works, he admitted that he had developed some different feelings for this Child.
To call it love was too much; to call it liking didn't quite reach it either.
To call it family affection was too ridiculous.
It was probably just that he couldn't stop worrying about this Child and didn't want her to have a hard life.
This was nothing; after all, if it weren't for Takatsuki Sen's articles, he would have had to endure a hard life back then, and he would still be living like that now.
Over these years, he had also interacted with many other authors, however...
The results were not very good.
It seemed that the only one he was compatible with was Takatsuki Sen.
"You've finished the apples I bought for you again."
Minato opened the refrigerator and saw that all the apples inside were gone, feeling somewhat surprised.
"Does Gao Cai like eating apples that much?"
"Mmhmm."
Takatsuki Sen swung her small, jade-like feet; for someone with a special fetish, seeing this might cause them to suffocate.
"Is there a reason?"
Minato asked while tidying up the waste in the refrigerator.
"Why?"
Takatsuki Sen looked up at Minato and said, "Guess."
"Fine, don't tell me."
Minato finished sorting all the trash; the requirements for trash sorting here in Japan were simply devilish.
"You really have no sense of romance, Editor-Sir."
Takatsuki Sen was very disappointed with Minato's answer.
She still really hoped Minato would say it.
Why she liked eating apples—that was because the only bright spot on the day they met was an apple.
That man had given her his last bit of rations.
"Can having a sense of romance make you submit your manuscript on time?"
"Hmm... apparently not."
Takatsuki Sen shook her head.
"Then that's that."
"Sigh." Takatsuki Sen sighed. "Editor-Sir, I still hope you can study how to make a girl happy."
"No need."
Minato shook his head; he had no need to do such thankless things, whether in his past life or now.
Next, the whole room fell silent.
Minato wanted to prepare for Takatsuki Sen's new book launch event, while Takatsuki Sen had to work hard on her writing, otherwise her Editor-Sir would let her know what cruelty was.
Finally, around ten o'clock at night, Takatsuki Sen completed all tasks and successfully met the deadline.
"Phew, finally finished."
Takatsuki Sen pushed her laptop aside and collapsed powerlessly onto the desk, her cleavage faintly visible due to the compression.
"If you didn't push all the tasks to today to write, you wouldn't be this tired."
Minato took Takatsuki Sen's computer and sent the document to his own email.
"Writing like that has no soul."
Takatsuki Sen lay on the desk, watching her Editor-Sir reading seriously.
This guy, he looks really good.
She sighed in her heart.
"Fallacy."
Minato rolled his eyes; wasn't it just that she had slacked off too much before?
"Hee hee hee."
The next part was Minato quickly browsing through the article while Takatsuki Sen lay there quietly watching him.
There was only the sound of the clock ticking in the room.
After spending about half an hour, Minato had roughly scanned the manuscript.
"Not bad."
Minato nodded; although this manuscript was rushed, it seemed it didn't need much polishing from him.
He could spend less effort tonight; he should be able to sleep before three in the morning.
However, he didn't receive a response now; Minato looked at the girl and found she had fallen asleep.
The young girl sleeping gently was as quiet as an angel, with a shallow smile, clear and transparent like crystal, as if she were a sleeping princess.
"Sigh, why are you still like a little Child?"
Minato sighed and walked quietly to Takatsuki Sen's side.
He took the glasses off the girl's face and then slowly lifted her up.
He had repeated such actions countless times in the past.
He put the girl on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and said gently, "Good night, Sen."
As for why he still called her by her pen name, the reason was a secret between them, not to be told to outsiders.
After settling the girl down, Minato tidied everything up and left her room.
A shallow smile hung on Takatsuki Sen's lips, very beautiful...
Chapter 4
Minato took an umbrella and walked towards the bus stop.
The place where he lived was quite far from Takatsuki Sen's residence.