Yōsei-sama: Mochizuki, you finally decided to come online. Why aren't you talking? Are you planning to go invisible and fool me!
Mochizuki Yo thought, Good heavens, you guessed it all. How did a mere Elf become so smart, or did I get stupid after getting a fever?
Yōsei-sama: Hurry up and talk to me, you'd better give me an explanation, hmph hmph hmph.
Lazy Mochizuki: You sent too many messages, I couldn't read them all. Wasn't I just about to reply to you?
It was actually like this and like that.
After a complex explanation and persuasion, and finally using the excuse of being sick, oh, not an excuse, it was the truth.
Mochizuki finally appeased the Elf's anger.
In addition, he was asked to add the Elf's Line ID and promised to come online on time next time.
Yōsei-sama: Hmph, you should be secretly happy that you had the honor of adding this young lady's Line, many people can't even get it.
Lazy Mochizuki: Hai yi, hai yi.
Let's hurry up and farm for materials.
Knowing he was in the wrong today, Mochizuki decided not to argue with the Elf and just go along with her for the day.
Yōsei-sama: Hey, don't just brush me off!
However, Mochizuki Yo no longer paid attention to her, but controlled his game character to leave, and kept clicking "Summon Teammate", "Summon Teammate"...
As time went by, it reached twelve o'clock.
Mochizuki Yo felt a bit tired and decided to go offline. Yōsei-sama also knew that Mochizuki Yo hadn't fully recovered from his illness, so she didn't pester him anymore.
Yōsei-sama: I'll let you off tonight, take care of yourself. When you're better, you can have a good fight with me, my servant.
This time the message was sent from Line.
Nameless light novel author: Got it, got it, and speak properly to me, I'm not your servant.
Beep beep beep, Yōsei-sama continued to send messages, but Mochizuki Yo decided not to look at them, otherwise it would show as read, and there was nothing important anyway.
Since he was already very tired today, Mochizuki didn't write any more novels today and went to bed to rest.
Monday, after three days of rest and recuperation, Mochizuki Yo felt he had fully recovered.
Today, he even got up at five in the morning and wrote novel plot for over two hours in front of the computer.
He left for school at eight o'clock.
As he left, he subconsciously glanced at Shiina Mahiru's house next door. The door was tightly shut, so the diligent Shiina must have already gone to school.
Because it was still early, Mochizuki Yo rarely had time to buy breakfast on the way. After buying two large meat buns and a cup of soy milk, which cost 220 yen, he would have to go grocery shopping again after school in the afternoon.
Thinking about his current savings again, Mochizuki Yo decided he had to speed up the progress of his novel, or he might end up starving.
Damn it, even though his parents are so rich in this life, he was left to fend for himself under the guise of fostering independence.
But Mochizuki Yo wasn't discouraged, once his novel is published, ha ha ha.
Thinking of good things, Mochizuki Yo couldn't help but chuckle foolishly by the roadside.
Fortunately, there weren't many people on the road, let alone classmates, otherwise they would definitely think he was a weirdo.
In class, the sensei spoke eloquently on the stage, highlighting his professional enthusiasm.
However, Mochizuki Yo wasn't listening, but was instead formulating the plot in his mind.
With the foundation from his previous life, Mochizuki Yo felt that dealing with the knowledge level of Sakura Country high school in this life was sufficient.
Although his grades weren't particularly outstanding, they were at an average level.
What's more, his main goal was to get rich through light novels.
As for Shiina Mahiru, she listened very carefully to every class, and occasionally stole a few glances at Mochizuki Yo. Seeing that he looked healthy, she felt relieved.
After school, everyone left together.
Mochizuki Yo also picked up his backpack and prepared to go home.
Unfortunately, someone didn't let him have his way.
Just as he stepped out of the classroom door, Shizuka Hiratsuka grabbed him by the collar from behind.
Mochizuki Yo was a bit shocked. Was he going to be bullied on campus just because he was too low-key?
School hadn't even been open for a month yet.
"You brat, come with me."
After saying that, she directly dragged Mochizuki Yo to the teacher's office.
The familiar and domineering tone made Mochizuki Yo realize it was Shizuka Hiratsuka Teacher, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
So it wasn't school violence, but it seemed like teacher bullying. Wasn't that even more serious?
The other students looked at Mochizuki Yo with sympathetic eyes, "That's Mochizuki student, right? How miserable, he offended Shizuka Hiratsuka Teacher."
"Yeah, yeah."
"Speaking of which, Shizuka Hiratsuka Teacher is really strong, not like a girl at all."
"Hey, keep your voice down, it'll be bad if she hears you."
The surrounding students were muttering and talking.
Shizuka Hiratsuka, the beautiful sensei at Soubu High School.
She was also Mochizuki's homeroom teacher.
It was rumored among the students that she had the habit of smoking and drinking, and had a violent tendency towards students who didn't take class seriously.
Over time, students were quite afraid of her, but in reality, she was a good sensei who was serious and responsible about her work and cared for her students.
However, clearly, Mochizuki Yo didn't want this kind of care.
Arriving at the teacher's office, due to it being after school, only a few sensei were present, and some were already packing up their belongings, preparing to leave.
Shizuka Hiratsuka sat down in the teacher's office chair, skillfully crossed her legs. The loose teacher's clothes had a different charm when worn by Shizuka Hiratsuka.
She then took out a lady's cigarette from her pocket, but didn't light it.
"Um, Miss, Miss Shizuka, you can't smoke in the office."
Mochizuki Yo said this seriously, but his eyes were blinking wildly, though he hid it well.
"You brat, are you telling me what to do! I'm just smelling it."
Shizuka Hiratsuka replied in an unfriendly tone, and waved her white fist.
"Besides, who is Miss Shizuka!"
"Bang!"
Along with the sound of her fist hitting the table, some water splashed out from the cup on the desk.
The surrounding sensei also glanced over, but quickly looked back and went about their own business.
They were used to it. After all, Shizuka Hiratsuka Teacher threatening students with force wasn't the first or second time.
She was so beautiful, yet she had some bad habits like smoking and drinking, and she liked to use force to threaten people. No wonder she became an older single woman!
That fist must hurt a lot if it hit your face.
Mochizuki Yo was complaining inwardly, but replied with a smile, "Beautiful Miss Shizuka, what do you need me for?"
"Hmph, it seems you've completely forgotten what I told you. I asked you to come see me on Monday, but I waited all day!"
"I'm sorry, sensei, I was wrong. It's normal to have a bit of poor memory after recovering from a serious illness."
"Alright, no more nonsense. I called you here because I have something to ask you."
"You haven't joined a club yet, have you?"
"No."
"You're the only one in our class who hasn't participated in club activities, so, go join a club."