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"Dad...I don't want to talk about it..." Michael said.
"Just open the door," said Terry outside of his son's room.
Michael opened the door, and Terry was standing in front of him.
"I am not going to lecture you. I just want you to know that your mom didn't mean any of it. It's just that she is a bit stressed about you," Terry said to Michael.
Michael looked at Terry for a few seconds and said, "I am going out for a minute. Bye," and stormed off to the main door without even looking at his mother, who was peeking at them.
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"Listen to me, his second book is going to be the best seller ever," the girl said.
"I don't know, his first book was about tragedy. His second book is supposed to be a young adult mystery. His first book was a tearjerker and one of the best books I have read, but his second book is totally different," said the older sister who wrecked Michael's laptop.
"You just don't know him...hmph," the girls said.
"As if you know him. You don't even know how he looks," said the older sister.
"Shut up!" said the girl.
They were walking in a park. The older sister was out on a walk with her sister because the girl was going to go on promotion tour because of her series is going to be released in 3 months.
The oldest sister kept babbling about how 2022 is going to be her year and how her sister is going to go viral because of the series.
The girl tuned out of the conversation and kept looking straight. But from a far she could see a guy who was sitting on a bench of the park.
"Hmm...looks familiar," the girl thought.
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"Why is this happening to me? What in the hell is going on?" Michael thought with his head down.
He was also in the park. He was driving without any destination, and he ended up here.
At that precise moment the girl passed by him, looking at him intently.
Michael suddenly felt something and looked up very slowly. He only saw two girls' backs.
"She looks...familiar," Michael thought, while looking at the back of the girl.
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"I-I should say sorry to h-him, right?" Janet said while crying.
"Yes, but give him some time, will you? The wound is still fresh," Terry said, standing beside Janet.
Just then, the door of the house opened. Michael came in with three large boxes of pizza.
"Michael?" Terry looked at Michael as he kept the pizza boxes on the table.
Janet was also looking at Michael wide-eyed.
Michael looked at both of his parents with some shyness and came closer to them.
"I know you didn't mean it that way. I am so sorry that I didn't take your opinion when I was doing my tattoos. If you want, I could laser them off, but...that would hurt," Michael said, looking at Janet and Terry, smiling a bit at the last part.
"Ohh, my sweetheart! I am so sorry I said those hurtful things. Please forgive your mother," Janet said while slowly standing up and hugging Michael.
"Its ok mom. I know you didn't mean it. I-uff" said Micheal while suddenly squeezed like a lemon between Terry's muscle.
"Group hug!!" Terry exclaimed and everyone was smiling.
"Wait...do I really have to laser them off? I always wanted tattoos." Asked Micheal.
"Idiot." Janet said giggling while looking at his son.
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While eating pizza and talking about his stay in Japan, a sudden call came.
Micheal picked up his phone.
"Sup, Evans," Michael said happily.
"Whoa! After so long... you said 'sup.' You are back?" Evans exclaimed.
"I didn't go anywhere. What are you calling about?" said Michael.
"Sigh...I know you are going to delay it, but-" said Evans, but before he finished, Michael said what he wanted to hear for a long time.
"Release it," said Michael decisively.
"Really?"
"Yes not only that I jave finished the second, third, and forth book. I will send you the book today only. Keep them as a bargaining chips for future." Said micheal.
"Wow, you finished all of them...wait...what do you mean as a bargaining chip?" asked Evans.
"I want the book series to become a TV or web series, which ever gives the best money." Micheal said.
"WHAAAAAAAAAATTTTT?" Evans said.
"Listen to me. Post on all of social media that *Grave of the Fireflies* is going to become an animated movie and I am the Executive Producer. I have already talked about this with Mr. Miyazaki," said Michael, taking a bite of pizza.
"Wait...that means..." Evans didn't expect this to become a big opportunity.
"Yes... we will offer my series to some streaming company or TV company for licensing. Release it this month and build up hype," said Michael.
"Oh helll yeaaaahhh. Do not worry. Everything is done. I will release the book this week only!" said Evans.
"What? But what about printing and stuff... I know we have finalized everything, but I didn't think you would print the book so fast," Michael said thoughtfully.
"Oh...ahem...ahem... I was going to blackmail you if you didn't agree to the release of the book. I know you hate losses; that's why I was going to use the already printed five hundred thousand books to blackmail you. But it all worked out, right? Right?" Evans explained.
"Huh! Well done, Evans, well done" .
"Hehehehe...thank you"
"Release the book in three days or I will replace you." With that, Michael cut the call.
"No...no...no...no... Michael! Well, it is possible. I was ready to release it today, so yeah, I have a lot of time. I have to talk to the suppliers," Evans said.