Chapter 59: So Stunning
Izumi Chihiro, who was on his afternoon break, received this message and felt very happy for her.
As long as she successfully took this step, he believed that with her talent, she would quickly overcome her difficulties.
The Silver-haired Girl was dedicated, working hard at home all day, and possessed exceptional talent. Under these three conditions, her writing speed was incredibly fast.
In just half a month, she had already completed a work that she was very satisfied with.
"Tell Senior immediately!"
This was the Silver-haired Girl's first thought after completing her creation.
"So fast? My sixth volume isn't even finished yet."
Upon receiving the message, Izumi Chihiro was first surprised, then felt it was only natural.
...
One afternoon after school, he went to the Girl's home.
Because she wrote by hand, she couldn't send the manuscript via phone, so he had to go there again.
"Senior, this is the first volume of the light novel I wrote, please take a look!"
The Silver-haired Girl handed him a notebook.
Even in darkness, one still yearns for light.
The Silver-haired Girl was currently in such a state, so the works she wrote also had this style.
"Senior, I feel that my style is very different from ordinary light novels, will there be a problem?"
At this moment, the Silver-haired Girl was still a bit anxious, worried that she might have handled something poorly or made a mistake, which would prevent her from debuting.
"There's nothing wrong with that. As long as the work is of high quality, then it's called — a unique characteristic."
Izumi Chihiro's expression subtly changed; he merely flipped through the first part and immediately closed the notebook again.
"Senpai, why aren't you reading anymore? Is what I wrote that bad?"
The Silver-haired Girl furrowed her brows.
"No, I want to take it home and read it carefully. If there are any problems, I'll let you know then… See you tomorrow."
Izumi Chihiro quickly waved goodbye.
"Oh, see you tomorrow, Senpai."
The Silver-haired Girl hadn't reacted yet, only instinctively waved back.
"Strange…"
She tilted her head, her expression confused.
A little cute.
…
"Ni-san…"
"Whatever it is, we'll talk later."
Returning home, he bumped into Sagiri, but he only left a sentence before hurrying back to his bedroom.
"What exactly happened? Ni-san's expression…"
Sagiri stood frozen in place.
…
"It truly is a difference in talent… In just half a month, and it's only her first creation, can she really reach such a level?"
Izumi Chihiro muttered to himself, looking at the notebook in front of him, his heart a mix of emotions.
There was an inexplicable pang of sadness.
He was reborn, and he had worked very hard and diligently, even resorting to the clever trick of borrowing story frameworks.
To achieve his current results, he could be considered somewhat talented.
But after only flipping through a dozen pages of the Girl's work, a complete sense of defeat washed over him, and a pang of sadness welled up in his heart.
He thought he could maintain a normal mindset.
Because he was essentially able to see the future, knowing the talent of that Girl, he had a good idea before reading.
But even so, he was still inevitably affected.
"Hoo…"
Izumi Chihiro took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and refocused his attention on the work itself.
Bit by bit, unforgettable…
He read from beginning to end, forgetting to eat and sleep, every word and every sentence appearing in his mind, wanting to understand where the difference between them truly lay.
Two hours later.
"I can't compare at all…"
He tilted his head back, looking at the ceiling, tears silently falling from the corners of his eyes.
It was written truly too well.
So stunning, it made him unable to help but cry.
It was a very profound power of infection, even to say, the extreme of emotion.
At first, it was the despair of being swallowed by darkness.
Later, it was the emotion of seeing a glimmer of light.
With rising and falling tones, word by word, the entire work was elevated using the simplest prose and language.
He wasn't reading a book; he was experiencing a life, a story that could be clearly touched.
"Empathy, can it really be written to this extent?"
Izumi Chihiro asked himself with a complex expression.
"My past self was still too shallow."
He had to admit this.
But even if he understood, he was still unable to see deeper things now.
These things, even if taught by others, would be difficult to learn; one could only comprehend them through personal experience.
On this path, he was still at the starting point.
…
[Junior, I've finished reading your work. It's excellent, arguably the most moving work I've read so far. This weekend, I'll introduce you to an editor, who is also my editor in charge. I believe you'll be able to officially debut very soon.]
[Eh, Senpai, is it really that good? Will there be any problems?]
[For what it's worth, I am a debuted light novelist, so I have that much discernment. And if you can't pass, it would be an embarrassment for me, so I have already judged it very carefully… Please be confident, your work is truly well-written, and you should surpass me very soon.]
[Hmm, surpassing Senpai is too far off. I just need to follow behind Senpai~]
Izumi Chihiro sent a message, and the Silver-haired Girl's reply speed was surprisingly fast.
So, while chatting, he walked out of his room, preparing to go to the kitchen to fill his empty stomach.
There were still many leftovers, all his favorite dishes, and the rice in the rice cooker was still warm, which made him feel a little touched.
Just in this moment, Sagiri suddenly appeared beside him.
"Ni-san, are you okay?"
She asked cautiously.
"I'm fine."
His face had returned to its usual smile.
"Are you really okay? Your eyes seem red."
Sagiri's gaze moved upwards.
"It's just that I was moved after seeing a work just now."
He explained.
"So Ni-san, you cried just now? Is it that exaggerated?"
Sagiri looked disbelieving.
In her eyes, Ni-san wasn't someone who liked to cry, so this meant the work was truly remarkable.
"You'll know when you see it..."
Seeing this, Izumi Chihiro put the heated food back on the dining table, then brought his laptop out of his room.
"Then let me see how moving this work that Ni-san values so much is!"
Sagiri's eyes sparkled as she opened the laptop.
Ten minutes later.
"Waaah..."
"Who wrote this novel? It's really too good! I've never read such a moving work."
"Ni-san probably couldn't write something like this!"
Sagiri said, holding the laptop, her eyes filled with tears.