"Ahem, don't worry, I'm quite confident in myself. I'll succeed no matter what I write."
Hearing Kobayashi Itsuki's somewhat narcissistic words, Ohara Nanako blinked her eyes and silently finished her cappuccino.
Then she took out a few more proof copies from her bag and placed them on the table.
"My dad told me to go home early for dinner..."
The two bantered for a while, and seeing that it was almost dinner time.
As if by agreement, they simply found a nearby family restaurant and had a simple dinner.
After eating, Kobayashi Itsuki waved goodbye to Ohara Nanako.
If it had been any later, Kobayashi Itsuki was sure Ohara Shijuro would have come rushing over again.
That would have been troublesome.
Back home, Kobayashi Itsuki opened the two treasure chests he obtained from Takakura Bunta, one green and one blue.
However, neither of them yielded anything good, just some ordinary items.
Kobayashi Itsuki was already used to this, so he was unaffected. After washing his hands and changing into his loungewear, he began battling in front of his computer.
Before going to sleep, Kobayashi Itsuki did not forget to practice the Invisible Hand.
For this purpose, Kobayashi Itsuki specifically dug out some thin strings and hung the toilet paper rolls he had drawn from the System in various places around the room.
Lying on the bed, he controlled the two Invisible Hands, making them constantly weave through the strings from various angles, or occasionally strike them, until his stamina gave out and he fell asleep.
According to Kobayashi Itsuki's vision, success would essentially be achieved when he could summon three Invisible Hands and type remotely on a laptop.
At that point, he would not only be able to speed up his typing but also further strengthen his training of the Invisible Hand.
It can only be said that the road ahead is long and arduous!
... "Are you really sure about this?!"
"An out-of-print sample issue that won't circulate on the market!"
In the office, Ageo Masumi looked at the sample issue Kobayashi Itsuki handed her and spoke to him excitedly.
"Of course. After all, Teacher Ageo was my very first reader. Please accept it."
"Thank you, Teacher Kobayashi. I will cherish it carefully, and I will also buy a copy to support you!"
Ageo Masumi swore solemnly, her face full of sincerity.
After speaking, she couldn't wait to hold the sample issue Kobayashi Itsuki had given her and return to her seat.
Since Kobayashi Itsuki stopped handwriting his manuscripts, she hadn't been able to see the subsequent content. Now she could finally take a good look.
"Teacher Kobayashi~"
Just after giving the sample issue to Ageo Masumi, Kobayashi Itsuki heard Matsuzaka Ume's voice.
He turned his head and saw Matsuzaka Ume staring at him with her bright, fluttering eyes. She didn't speak, but those large eyes expressed everything.
Seeing this, Kobayashi Itsuki couldn't help but laugh, "Don't worry, don't worry, I didn't forget Teacher Matsuzaka."
Saying this, Kobayashi Itsuki also took out a sample issue.
"If you don't mind, please accept this."
"Then I won't be polite."
Matsuzaka Ume smiled happily, taking the sample issue Kobayashi Itsuki handed her with both hands.
Kobayashi Itsuki also didn't forget Yoshinaga Midori, who was standing nearby.
Since everyone was a colleague, it wouldn't be good to show favoritism.
That was why Kobayashi Itsuki had specifically asked Ohara Nanako to bring a few extra copies yesterday.
"Ah, thank you."
Yoshinaga Midori also quickly thanked him.
"You're welcome. As long as Teacher Yoshinaga doesn't think I'm narcissistically promoting my own work, it's fine."
Yoshinaga Midori immediately laughed, "Don't worry, I'll be sure to read it carefully!"
The small interlude was nothing major for the office.
After the three went to class, Kobayashi Itsuki didn't relax or slack off; he began seriously exercising on the playground.
Time flew by.
A few days quietly passed.
During these few days, Kobayashi Itsuki repeated his fulfilling daily routine.
Exercising, working, typing, practicing... repeating the cycle, every day was incredibly productive.
The time spent exercising was still short, and no major effects or differences could be seen yet.
However, when it came to typing, there was significant progress.
First and foremost, the subsequent content of *your lie in april* was completely finished.
Next was *i want to eat your pancreas*. The outline and synopsis were all complete, and he had written a beginning, meaning it was on the right track.
As for the Invisible Hand, after these days of practice, the duration of manipulation had slightly increased—a visible gain.
Just like that, Monday arrived in the blink of an eye.
Today was also the release date for the new issue of the *Fujimi Fantasia Library*, and the first time Kobayashi Itsuki's work appeared before the public.
On the way from the Gym to the Kindergarten this morning, Kobayashi Itsuki specifically glanced at the bookstore as he passed by.
On the exquisite cover, several large characters were prominently displayed.
grand prize Debut!
Below that were the characters for planetarian: the reverie of a little star.
It truly did not shortchange him, the winner of the Newcomer Award grand prize.
As he passed by, he faintly heard people discussing the Newcomer Award.
Although the work was transplanted from his previous life.
Listening to the discussion still gave Kobayashi Itsuki a considerable sense of accomplishment.
'I wonder if Nanako has finished reading the manuscript I sent last night.'
Kobayashi Itsuki thought silently as he arrived at the Kindergarten.
Last night, he had sent all the subsequent content of *your lie in april* and the outline and beginning of *i want to eat your pancreas*.
He wasn't sure if it was because there was too much content, or perhaps because she was crying hysterically.
Contrary to his usual experience, Ohara Nanako, who normally would call immediately, hadn't made a sound all night.
This was quite strange.
Walking all the way to the Kindergarten, just as Kobayashi Itsuki put down his backpack in the office and went to the playground to prepare for cleaning, Takakura Bunta walked toward him, rubbing his hands together.
"Teacher Kobayashi."
"Good morning, Principal. Is something the matter?"
Kobayashi Itsuki stopped what he was doing and looked at Takakura Bunta.
"It's like this."
"Our Kindergarten recently wants to hold a Home Visit Event. Recently, Teacher Kobayashi, your popularity among the parents has been very high, so we'd like you to participate..."
Takakura Bunta said, and then, seemingly worried that Kobayashi Itsuki might be unwilling, he quickly added.
"If Teacher Kobayashi doesn't have time..."
After all, Kobayashi Itsuki was only the Physical Education Teacher; typically, these matters were handled by homeroom teachers like Yoshinaga Midori.
This was equivalent to an indirect increase in workload, almost counting as overtime.
"No, I have time, Principal. Please, you must let me participate in this matter."
Before Takakura Bunta could finish speaking, Kobayashi Itsuki immediately grabbed the other party's hands and said earnestly.
"Anything related to the children is the responsibility of a teacher!"
"This... it really won't increase Teacher Kobayashi's burden?"
Takakura Bunta didn't want such an excellent Star Teacher to be driven away because of the workload.
"It's fine. Only by understanding the children's backgrounds can we better tailor our teaching methods and help them grow up healthy, right?!"