According to Editor Morisaki's request, Uesugi Sakura, who originally wanted to slack off, has to take the time to speed up the progress of his manuscript, otherwise, he'll be in trouble if he can't submit it.
However, light novels in Japan are relatively laid-back, requiring a volume every four months in a season.
Uesugi Sakura can definitely handle that.
He doesn't understand why, with such ample time, there are still authors who delay updates.
With the ink of the fountain pen swiftly moving on white paper, Uesugi Sakura's thoughts raced. He planned to first write a rough outline of a plot segment he had in mind, and whether it made sense or not, he would find explanations later and gradually revise it.
The phone suddenly rang, and the tip of the pen paused on the paper.
Uesugi Sakura put down the heavy pen, took off his glasses, and reached for his phone in his pants pocket.
It was an unknown number.
Uesugi Sakura: "May I ask who's calling?"
