Compared to those who arrogantly want to prove they are no less than the great figures of their past lives, he does not have such great ideals and just wants to stand on their shoulders and earn a little money.
Determined to act, he immediately started writing without lifting his head, recalling everything he had seen in his previous life as the school bell rang.
If he were the ordinary person from his past life, Sasaki would certainly not be able to recall those forgettable anime.
In that situation, even remembering the general plot would already be good enough, let alone the names of the protagonists and supporting characters.. not to mention the interactions between them.
Trying to recall everything in detail would be impossible, even if he broke his head over it.
But for the current him, not only could he remember the names of the supporting characters, but he could also recall the specific scenes, specific moments, even the movements of that one time NPC, who served tea to the protagonist at a particular moment.
So, after spending a whole day, Sasaki used simple and understandable language to finish half a volume of the manga "Attack on Titan."
If possible, he would, of course, like to reproduce it exactly in manga form.
But for someone who has never learned manga drawing, that would be a bit difficult.
As for why he chose this manga...
There wasn't any special reason, just that this world's manga is quite popular.
Once his novel really takes off, the likelihood of "Attack on Titan," originally adapted from a manga, being republished as a manga would be higher.
Putting the finished manuscript into his bag, he glanced at the classroom, which had few people left, and headed downstairs to the library.
As soon as Sasaki opened the library door, he saw Serizawa Yukiha not far away, bending over and lifting her round, sun-like hips to step down from a chair.
That roundness, gently descending in the orange light, made Sasaki, for the first time, feel like praising the sun.
Stepping down from the chair and hearing the door open, Serizawa Yukiha turned around, showing a smile even brighter than the sunlight outside to Sasaki, who was still at the door:
"Fuyumi-kun~"
Hearing the gentle call, Sasaki's scattered gaze softened as he walked over to her side with a gentle smile and affectionately pinched her soft and bouncy cheek:
"Finished with the work?"
Feeling his closeness, the girl, who had come to the library early hoping she could rest a bit more, softly replied:
"Yes~"
But Fuyumi didn't praise her as she had imagined.
Although his smile remained gentle, Serizawa Yukiha could sense a bit of dissatisfaction from it.
While she was puzzled and about to ask softly, she heard him say:
"It was supposed to be our work together, but you finished it all. What am I supposed to do? Or... is Yukiha hinting at something?"
"Hinting?"
Not understanding what he meant by that, the girl looked up at Sasaki's slightly mischievous and ambiguous smile and murmured softly.
As a well-known good student, she certainly wasn't dumb.
Although a very few people teased her directly, she had heard some of the boys' dirty jokes in the class.
So, after a brief moment of confusion, Serizawa Yukiha understood what Sasaki's hint meant.
Her snow-white, tender face instantly turned red, but afraid that Fuyumi might misunderstand her as a frivolous, lewd girl, she quickly shook her head in denial:
"No, no, I just wanted Fuyumi-kun to rest a bit more... It's not that I wanted to..."
"Really?"
Sasaki sighed with slight disappointment, lowering his eyes, and mumbled softly:
"I was really looking forward to it..."
Hearing his slightly disappointed voice, the girl hesitated, pursing her lips.
Sasaki's soft but clear mumble, reaching her ears, became the final straw that broke the camel's back in her heart.
Wanting the boy to like her and make him happy, Serizawa Yukiha recalled the manga she read under the covers last night and the snacks she impulsively bought at the convenience store this morning.
Hesitating, she took out a few brightly colored popping candies and variously shaped jellies from her skirt pocket:
"Fuyu, Fuyumi-kun... do you... do you want to eat?"
Looking down at the snacks she held out in front of him, Sasaki smiled and gently wiped her pink lips:
"I want you to feed me personally~"
"Yes~"
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.
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"Cough, cough~"
It was 3:50 PM, and it had been more than half an hour since Serizawa Yukiha took out snacks to share with Sasaki.
Sasaki, who had just made the girl eat his last jelly, was sitting upright in a chair in the reading area, tying the scattered tie of the person sitting on his lap.
Just after tying the tie, hearing her slightly uncomfortable cough, he brought the warm water he had prepared to her lips.
"Does your throat still hurt?" Looking at the lingering blush on her tender white face, he wiped away the tears from the corners of her delicate eyes and buried his head in her smooth neck, and asked softly.
Feeling the warm breath on her neck, Serizawa Yukiha, who was still embarrassed, quickly drank the warm water and gently shook her head:
"It's a bit burning... but not very painful."
Knowing he got a bit carried away, Sasaki, feeling guilty, gently kissed her milk-scented, smooth neck and whispered.
"Sorry, this would be the last time, if Yukiha feels uncomfortable, it pains me too~"
Hearing this, Serizawa Yukiha, sitting on Sasaki's lap, didn't show a relieved expression.
Instead, she bit her lips, showing a shy and conflicted expression, and hesitantly spoke in a trembling voice:
"It's, it's not very uncomfortable... if Fuyumi wants to, I'm fine with it..."
Although she didn't find having her mouth checked particularly comfortable.
As an honor student, she had paid good attention during physiology class.
Based on what the textbook and the teacher said, Serizawa Yukiha knew that boys Fuyumi's age are very energetic.
Too much energy without a release can lead to two outcomes.
One is self-solution, the other is finding someone else.
Based on what he said that this was the last time, neither outcome involved her.
And given their almost-but-not-quite relationship, Serizawa Yukiha certainly didn't want him to find another girl.
As for self-solution... that was harmful to the body...
With this thought in mind, the girl said those words, essentially an invitation.
Faced with her words, Sasaki lifted his head, furrowing his brows, looking tenderly at her still flushed, beautiful face:
"But I don't want to do anything that makes Yukiha uncomfortable..."
Hearing his gentle concern, which soothed her embarrassment, and thinking of the manga she read last night and their recent interaction, Serizawa Yukiha bit her lip, leaving a shallow mark, and softly said:
"It's okay~ I'll... try my best."
Knowing what she meant by trying, Sasaki, wanting to tease her, pretended not to understand and asked:
"Try?"
Uncertain if Fuyumi really didn't know or was just teasing her, Serizawa Yukiha, to avoid any misunderstanding, gently bit her thin, sugar-paper-like lips and softly explained:
"Just... reading manga."
"Oh~ reading manga."
Realizing the reason Yukiya brought jelly today, Sasaki nodded with a smile, then teased her playfully:
"I never thought Yukiha would read that kind of manga~"
Before Serizawa Yukiha, who was blushing with embarrassment, could hurriedly explain, he leaned down and kissed the corner of her eye, marked with a beauty spot:
"This Yukiha is also very cute~"
Not sensing any other meaning in his words and knowing he really liked her, the girl no longer hurried to explain and softly responded.
"Yes~"
They sat in the chair, hugging each other for a while.
Serizawa Yukiha, who had noe clarified her relationship with Yuuki Aida, started talking to Sasaki about it.
Well..since he never really cared about him, Sasaki didn't ask Yukiha about Aida's reaction out of bad taste.
Compared to irrelevant people, he felt their conversation should shift to his grades.
Holding her slender, smooth waist, the smoothness of which he could feel clearly even through her shirt, the boy reached out to brush a lock of her hair, tied in a cute braid on the left side of her face, and whispered in her ear:
"What was Yukiha's rank in the last exam?"
"Hmm?"
Although she didn't know why Fuyumo suddenly asked this, Serizawa Yukiha didn't think much of it and softly replied:
"In the class, I was second, and in the grade, I was ninth."
Her class didn't have weekly quizzes like Sasaki's did.
So after blinking and recalling for a moment, the girl told him her rank from the last big exam.
"Pop~"
Giving her soft, pudding-like cheek a loud kiss, Sasaki tightened his arm around her unbelievably soft waist and rubbed his cheek against her forehead:
"My Yukiha is amazing~"
Feeling both happy and shy, Serizawa Yukiha didn't refute his words bashfully.
Instead, she nestled in his arms and humbly whispered:
"No way~ There are many people who are better than me."
"But in my eyes, Yukiha is the best~"
With a knack for saying sweet things, Sasaki continued his little teasing actions with the girl while pulling out his test paper from his bag:
"But my grades..."
Serizawa Yukiha, who was feeling shy from Sasaki's sweet words, hadn't yet denied it when her attention was caught by the test paper he suddenly took out.
"This is..."