"Mr. Hasegawa, one last question." Machida Sonoko's voice became a little serious.
"Well, please go ahead, Editor Machida." Hearing Machida Sonoko's voice become serious, Hasegawa Kenichi also became a little nervous.
"Regarding the manuscript of the second volume of Tokyo Ghoul, when can you write it? I don't want to urge you to submit the manuscript at that time? Of course, I also understand that you are a student now, and everything is based on academic studies, but I still hope that Mr. Hasegawa can complete the task in time. After all, when the editor urges you to submit the manuscript, you may not feel so happy." Machida Sonoko said seriously, which can be regarded as a kind of advice. After all, the first volume of Tokyo Ghoul has just started to sell, but she has to take precautions.
"Well, the manuscript of the second volume? In fact, I have already completed it." Hasegawa Kenichi breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was something else.
"You said that the manuscript of the second volume of Tokyo Ghoul has been completed? Are you kidding me?" Machida Sonoko was a little confused.
She has been working as an editor for quite a while and has seen many authors with all kinds of bad habits, but she has never seen an author who has completed the manuscript of the second volume just after the first volume was published. Even the more diligent authors only complete it before the publication plan, and at most they urge the manuscript, that's all.
"Yes, editor Machida, I am actually writing the content of the third volume now, and it is almost finished." Hasegawa Kenichi said calmly.
"The third volume is almost finished? Are you a monster?" Machida Sonoko couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Well, one volume is only about 100,000 words. Even if the second and third volumes are added together, it is only 200,000 words, right? It takes more than a month, such a long time, to write these, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?" Hasegawa Kenichi scratched his head.
"…It's nothing? Teacher Hasegawa, you are indeed a monster. The premise is that you didn't lie."
"Lie? There's no need to lie in this regard."
"Then please send me the manuscript of the second volume. I will read and review it carefully." Hasegawa Kenichi faintly heard the sound of gasping in the phone.
"Okay, I'll email you right away." Hasegawa Kenichi was very direct. He found his own manuscript and put 100,000 words, which is the content of the second volume, into the email and sent it to Machida Sonoko.
"I have received it. Teacher Hasegawa, you are really amazing. I will read it carefully later."
After hanging up the phone, Hasegawa Kenichi was in high spirits. 800,000 yen, although it is not 800,000 RMB, but 800,000 yen is not a small amount for him. He had planned to buy a new laptop and a new air conditioner before. These two are relatively expensive things, and the combined budget is only about 100,000 yen. There are also some other miscellaneous things. This 800,000 yen is definitely not enough to spend. Of course, for example, the expensive things like the piano he wanted to buy recently, his current money is still far from enough. But he is not in a hurry.
Use the mobile phone directly, click to buy the two items that have been selected before, the air conditioner and the laptop, and pay 100,000 yen. Even if there is a direct decrease of 100,000 yen in the bank account, Hasegawa Kenichi is still in a very good mood.
Humming a pleasant tune. Walk to the window and open the curtains, just in time to see the direction of Mrs. Yuigahama's house. If he can see Mrs. Yuigahama at this time, he will be in a better mood.
However, Hasegawa Kenichi was suddenly stunned and frowned. Although he saw Mrs. Yuigahama, his mood did not improve.
Because at the door of Mrs. Yuigahama's house, there were a few guys wearing black suits, and they were obviously not good people at a glance. Mrs. Yuigahama's face was full of resentment, and there were tears in her eyes, and she looked like she might cry at any time.
"Damn it!" Hasegawa Kenichi didn't know what happened, but he felt that Mrs. Yuigahama needed help now.
Hasegawa Kenichi picked up the wooden sword that he had thrown aside last night and rushed out quickly.
"What do you want to do?"
Before he rushed over, he saw one of the guys in a black suit reaching out to Mrs. Yuigahama, and Hasegawa Kenichi couldn't help but yell.
Hasegawa Kenichi's roar made the black suit man pause for a moment, turned around, and saw Hasegawa Kenichi rushing over, but their expressions did not change at all. Obviously, they didn't take Hasegawa Kenichi, a high school student, seriously at all, even though Hasegawa Kenichi was holding a wooden sword in his hand.
Really, this group of black suit men looked like unqualified extras. You have to know that Japanese high school students, Chinese retired special forces soldiers, and American homeless people, which one is a simple role? Especially Japanese high school students, almost all of them are saviors, but they don't even take Japanese high school students seriously, so these guys, even if they die, they die in vain.
However, it's okay. The appearance of Hasegawa Kenichi stopped the guy who wanted to stretch out his claws and stopped grabbing Mrs. Yuigahama. This made Hasegawa Kenichi relieved.
Quickly rushed forward and separated Mrs. Yuigahama from the man in the black suit: "Mrs. Yuigahama, are you okay?" Hasegawa Kenichi asked with concern.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you, Mr. Hasegawa, but——" Mrs. Yuigahama was pale, with a deep sorrow on her face, and tears in the corners of her eyes, like a weak wind supporting a willow, which made people feel pity. Hasegawa Kenichi now had an impulse to hold her in his arms and protect her well.
However, Hasegawa Kenichi was still rational, knowing that the relationship between him and Mrs. Yuigahama was not that good, and there were other people here now.
Hasegawa Kenichi frowned, his eyes flashing coldly as he looked at the man in the black suit: "Who are you? What do you want to do to Mrs. Yuigahama?"
"Hey kid, this is not your place to get involved, if you know what's good for you, leave quickly." The man in the black suit looked at Hasegawa Kenichi with displeasure on his face. If it had been 20 years ago, he would have punched a high school student who suddenly appeared like this, but unfortunately, the social environment is different now, and he can't do too much, especially in broad daylight.
Hasegawa Kenichi narrowed his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. His kendo, which was almost upgraded to level 4, was ready to go. If these men in black suits couldn't give him an explanation, he would definitely be rude to these guys.
"Hasegawa-kun, thank you very much for coming to help us. But this matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better leave quickly." Mrs. Yuigahama was a little touched, but she didn't want Hasegawa Kenichi to get involved.