I'll post an extra chapter every 300 Power Stones. Good luck with that!
Goal for the next extra chapter: 260/300
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When the first chapter of Dragon Ball was published online and the magazine started being sold, Kyo immediately opened Twitter to check what people were saying about his first manga.
And just as he expected, there was a lot of praise.
[Hey, how did I not read this before!? They had already made the first chapter available when this manga won that contest, right? I should've read it!]
[Dragon Ball is so fun! I only read one chapter, but it was enough to make me completely fall in love with it. Goku and Bulma are so charismatic. I can't wait for the next chapters!]
[The author Aoi Haruki really knows what he's doing! He knows how to write violence, drama, action, and comedy too. What can't this guy write? I hope he writes science fiction someday, my favorite genre!]
[Peak… Simply PEAK! Read Dragon Ball right now!]
Kyo read all those posts (and many others), and felt that the audience's reaction was actually a little exaggerated. The first chapter of Dragon Ball is fun and serves as a good introduction, but Kyo had already read manga from this world with even better first chapters.
'They're probably exaggerating because… it's me. They really love me.'
Kyo chuckled and closed Twitter. Then he opened a new text document and began writing the first volume of "The Apothecary Diaries," a story with a female protagonist.
Kyo's first story with a female lead.
Kyo was confident that this would attract a female audience.
Once he started writing the first volume, he couldn't stop anymore. Whenever he focused on something, it was extremely hard for him to stop. So time passed, hours went by. He only stopped when someone suddenly placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, dinner's ready."
"Dinner? What time is it?" Kyo asked, startled.
"Eight at night. Don't tell me you've been writing from one in the afternoon until now."
"..." Kyo looked at the open text document and noticed that he had written nearly 100,000 words. An absurd number of words. He had never heard of an author capable of writing that much in a single day.
At least, not one he knew.
"Sorry, I overdid it again." He said to his mother.
"Kyo! You said you were going to start going to the gym and build a healthy routine, but you're acting exactly like before! Don't tell me you're planning to stay up all night too? I don't want to see you in the hospital again, you know?"
"Alright, sorry. I just got too focused." Kyo turned off the computer and stood up.
"Good, but don't do it again. Fine, I'm going to make a work schedule for you. Give me your phone later, I'm setting alarms!"
"But shouldn't I be the one making my own schedule?"
"I don't trust you. I know how much your body can handle! Trust your mother!"
Kyo handed his phone to his mother and left his room.
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Pov: Kyo
After dinner, I went back to my room and picked up my MacBook. Then I sat on the bed and returned to producing the song "Idol," which is already almost finished. After I finish it, I still need to sing it.
After that, I'll have to do the mixing and everything else. It's going to be a lot of work.
I picked up the small keyboard I bought and got back to work.
Time passed, and the melodic sound of the keyboard continued echoing throughout my room.
Fortunately, my parents and the neighbors didn't seem to mind. After working on the song for over an hour, the entire beat was finally complete. The only thing missing was the vocals.
With my high-quality headphones nearly at max volume, I sat on the bed and listened to the song from the beginning.
"Yeah, it's identical to the 'Idol' I know. I did a good job with this."
I smiled and started singing the song quietly. Once I finished, I stood up and went to the bathroom to wash my face.
"Tomorrow, after I get back from school, I'll sing the song properly and send it to Aoi at night. She's eager to hear it."
Well, I've been making sure to leave her extremely excited by praising the song I'm producing whenever I get the chance.
Then, I went to bed a little earlier than usual.
However, before sleeping, I picked up my phone to check if I had received any messages. I noticed that Miu had sent me one, but she was only wishing me good night.
She talked about Dragon Ball too, but only said that it was good, nothing more than that.
I also saw a few messages from the actress Aya Fuji.
'That woman should leave me alone.'
If I wasn't going to meet her in two weeks, I would've blocked her number.
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When I woke up the next day, I got up as soon as my alarm rang. Normally, I wake up on my own, but my mother had set an alarm to wake me up even earlier. I washed my face and had breakfast with my mother before going to school.
As soon as I got out of Daiki's car, a few people came asking for autographs, and of course, I gave them.
When I sat down at my desk, Mirai, who sat beside me, asked, "Are you okay? You're not going to faint again, are you?"
"Today I'm actually just sleepy. I'm trying to fix my routine, so I woke up earlier."
"I see. You can sleep if you want."
"I'll do that."
I ended up falling asleep and only woke up during lunch break.
I thought about going to my usual bench, but every time I went there, someone was already waiting for me, so I decided to go somewhere else.
I went to another bench, even more isolated, and ate my sandwiches alone.
As soon as I finished eating, I saw that I had received a message from Miu. I told her where my new "hideout" was and returned to the classroom. This time I didn't sleep, I sat through the entire boring lesson.
When classes finally ended, I stood up and stretched my body.
I quickly left the school and got into the car. As soon as I entered, I said, "Argh, I don't want to come to school anymore. I used to like it, but now I can't stand it."
Daiki heard that and laughed. "Hahaha, you can't stop studying, Kyo. It's important."
"It's so boring. I already know everything they teach. My grades are way too perfect, and everybody loves me."
"Isn't that supposed to be a good thing? That's every teenager's dream."
"I think it's boring. Honestly, the only thing I currently like about school is Miu."
"Oh?"
"Don't get weird ideas. She's a special friend."
"Sure, sure."
The car quickly arrived at my house.
As soon as I entered, I went to my room and took a shower. Right after that, I started setting up the microphone so I could begin singing.
"All the neighbors are going to hear this. I hope I really can sing well like my classmates said."
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Next Chapters: Chapter 97 - Very excited. / Chapter 98 - Leaked Music. / Chapter 99 - Are we moving? / Chapter 100 - Recording studio. Many journalists.
