Chapter 9
Then, Minato very consciously rested his chin on Takatsuki Sen's hand.
"!"
Takatsuki Sen stared wide-eyed at Minato, who was on her hand like a little puppy.
Seeing the editor, who was usually a cold-faced Shura, suddenly acting like this, Takatsuki Sen honestly felt a bit flustered.
"Is it like this?"
Minato tilted his head slightly; his handsome face paired with the voice he had deliberately adopted was simply...
"Uh, yeah..."
An unnatural blush appeared on Takatsuki Sen's face, and she pulled her hand back.
Her hand felt tingly.
This Minato, who had suddenly changed his temperament, left her not knowing how to react for a moment.
"Click!"
Takatsuki Sen suddenly heard the sound of a phone taking a photo.
She turned her head to look.
She saw him holding his phone, looking at the photo on it.
Clearly, he had taken a picture!
"Good job."
Minato gave Takatsuki Sen a thumbs up.
"A shy Takatsuki Sen is simply a priceless collector's item."
Takatsuki Sen's eye twitched.
Well, this is the usual state of this idiot editor.
Takatsuki Sen clenched her fist and forced a smile: "Then do you want a limited edition, angry Takatsuki Sen?"
This guy, when she didn't submit her manuscript, was merciless, and usually acted like a playboy.
Hmph!
Clearly, our seemingly flirtatious Takatsuki Sen could only helplessly admit defeat when encountering Editor Minato.
"Please, by all means, don't do that!"
After some clowning around, Minato and Takatsuki Sen got off the bed, preparing to have lunch.
Of course, that 'Shy Takatsuki Sen Limited' JPG had already been deleted by Takatsuki Sen.
Unfortunately, the photo had already been uploaded to the cloud.
This match ended with the victory of our Editor Minato.
Chapter 10
Lunchtime. Minato looked at Takatsuki Sen in front of him.
No, to be precise, he was looking at Takatsuki Sen's chest.
Of course, it wasn't because he was some kind of pervert; he was looking at Takatsuki Sen's Mortal Flame.
The navy blue flame was burning very fiercely.
This was the strongest flame he had seen so far.
Unlike the flame he had casually plucked last night, Takatsuki Sen's flame seemed able to bewitch the heart and make people boil with excitement.
It was just like a monster.
Just looking at it, Minato felt like he was about to fall into it.
It could be seen that Takatsuki Sen's inner desires were very heavy.
If it were because she was a writer, Minato wouldn't have much to say.
But if it were for other reasons, he would want to investigate further.
What exactly did this Takatsuki Sen want?
The intensity of the Mortal Flame's burning depends on the desires or will existing within the heart.
Too weak, and it won't do; one would become a walking corpse.
Too strong is also not good; one might get trapped within it.
He really didn't want Takatsuki Sen to become the latter.
"What are you looking at? Hentai editor."
Takatsuki Sen crossed her fingers and rested her chin on them, smiling noncommittally.
However, this gesture didn't hide anything.
Minato blinked, the navy blue flame disappeared, and his vision returned to normal.
"I was wondering if Takatsuki Sen needs to buy some new clothes."
After all, the Child has grown, and her previous clothes are more or less no longer suitable.
"I'm really honored by your concern." Takatsuki Sen picked up a piece of meat from the plate and held it out to Minato, "Here, a reward."
Her eyes were like sparkling autumn water, filled with affection.
"Nom."
Minato didn't stand on ceremony and took a bite.
This counts as an indirect kiss, right?
However, both parties seemed not to care on the surface.
It's just that...
For Minato specifically.
This girl, when did her gaze become so sharp?
Although he didn't show it on his face, his heart was still thumping inside.
As a Ghoul, Takatsuki Sen had excellent hearing, and when she focused, she could clearly hear the changes in Minato's heartbeat.
Feeling the other's accelerated heartbeat, Miss Takatsuki Sen showed a happy smile.
The other's smile made Minato feel like he had been seen through, and he said uncomfortably: "What's so funny!"
Takatsuki Sen lifted her body, leaned into Minato's ear, and said: "A big man, being a tsundere is really disgusting. Right~?"
Her voice was full of mockery.
At this moment, her hand was already placed on Minato's chest, carefully feeling his heartbeat.
Although he had been discovered, Minato didn't seem to intend to admit defeat: "Aren't my pectoral muscles excellent?"
Takatsuki Sen tilted her head and looked at Minato, blinking her innocent little eyes: "Quite comfortable, do you need me to buy you one too?"
"Thanks, no need."
Minato pulled away Takatsuki Sen's little hand and then quickly finished his lunch.
If they kept eating like this, who knows what kind of wild words they might say.
On days when Takatsuki Sen didn't have to submit manuscripts, their way of getting along was this daily routine of flirting with each other.
Both sides seemed quite happy to do so, cooperating very well with each other.
After finishing lunch, Minato clarified today's itinerary with Takatsuki Sen. Although he could complete most things, some matters still required the author herself to show up.
For example, new book promotion; a genius beautiful girl writer has always been a selling point.
Next, Minato drove Takatsuki Sen to today's workplace.
As for why he always takes the bus even though he has a car.
That's naturally because he wants to save on gas money.
Especially since there's that mysterious bus.
He doesn't even have to spend a penny, it's free!
Driving today is naturally because Takatsuki Sen is by his side; he couldn't let this girl squeeze onto the bus with him.
Although it happened often at the beginning, times have changed.
Squeezing onto the bus again wouldn't be appropriate in any respect.
Sitting in the car, Takatsuki Sen looked at the itinerary Minato handed her with some annoyance: "So annoying~~~"
"It's useless to be annoyed; what needs to be done still has to be done."
"Sigh, I really don't understand why a writer like me has to be like an idol."
Takatsuki Sen sighed repeatedly in the passenger seat.
Compared to the tasks on the itinerary, she would rather write more.
Whenever this time comes, she gets extremely busy, and even matters regarding the Aogiri Tree have to be put aside temporarily.
"Bear with it; this is also good for the sales of your new book."
Whenever it's time for Takatsuki Sen to release a book, not only is she busy, but he, as her editor, is also very busy.
Negotiating with various manufacturers, setting up venues, and meeting with film and television producers from some big companies...
However, although it's tiring, the remuneration is still huge.
And seeing Takatsuki Sen's book sell well, he is even happier than the 'person' herself.
"After this busy period, you can take a good rest." Minato comforted her, "At that time, you can do whatever you want."
"But... at that time, you won't be hanging around me anymore."
Takatsuki Sen suddenly reached out and placed her hand on Minato's.
Although her tone was very delicate, aggrieved, and like a little woman, the expression on her face was as playful as ever.
She never misses a chance to flirt with Minato.
Minato took a deep breath and gently reprimanded: "I'm driving!"
"Hehe."
Takatsuki Sen giggled and pulled her hand back, picked up the red apple in front of the car, and took a bite.
The smile on her face couldn't be stopped.
In front of Minato's passenger seat, there is always a washed apple prepared. As for who it's for, does it even need to be said?
PS: Seeking flowers, reviews; the new book needs care (funny).
Chapter 11
"It's actually in the 20th Ward."
Minato looked at the organizer's address this time, and his expression wasn't very good.
That is the place where the event started, which can be considered the beginning of everything.
Although it is currently the most stable area, that's only for now.
Judging from Kamishiro Rize and Yamori, whom he met that night, the so-called plot will probably unfold in the near future.
Once the plot unfolds, the entire 20th Ward will experience a huge shock.
The originally peaceful life will also be completely shattered because of this.
Minato didn't think this was any kind of opportunity.