As for whether it would be accepted, he hadn't considered that.

The light novels he had read in his previous life hadn't appeared here, which further confirmed that he had transmigrated into a parallel world?

But that wasn't the point. The point was that the light novels, anime, and manga that had appeared in the past decade or so hadn't given him a refreshing feeling.

He didn't have much of a feeling for the novels that others here praised, but tastes varied, and that might be the reason.

He withdrew his thoughts, glanced at his phone again, and gently shook the person in his arms:

"Shouko, it's time to get up."

Seeing that she still didn't react, Akira increased the intensity of his shaking:

"Five minutes are up, it's really time to get up."

"Akira, I'm sick right now. You should let me sleep a little longer," Shouko's muffled voice came from his arms.

Akira stopped shaking her and met the eyes of the Shouko who had lifted her head in his arms, looking at her sleepy expression:

"Then let go of me and keep sleeping, okay?"

"No," Shouko said with a yawn. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI~Fire.net

"..." Akira was helpless.

Finally, Shouko reluctantly let go of him, afraid that he wouldn't let her sleep in his arms next time.

Just in time, she also needed to go to the bathroom to change that, as Miyamura Auntie had said it was best to change it every 2–3 hours to avoid bacterial growth.

"Aren't you going to sleep a little longer?" Akira sat up from the bed, seeing that she had also gotten up, and asked in confusion.

Shouko rubbed her eyes and shook her head: "No, I need to go to the bathroom. You go sit in the living room and wait for me."

As she spoke, she extended her other hand and pushed his back.

"Okay, okay." Akira confirmed her condition one last time before getting up and leaving the girl's bedroom.

He was still sighing in his heart, truly being abandoned after being hugged. Just moments ago, she seemed reluctant to let go, but now she couldn't wait for him to leave quickly...

However, considering Shouko's significant mood swings during her period, he understood.

"Click..."

As the door closed, Shouko waited for about another minute, then reached out and took out the things Miyamura Auntie had taken her to buy a few days ago from the nightstand.

She opened the door to confirm that he was already in the living room watching TV with Yuzuru and the others, then stealthily made her way towards the bathroom.

She was a little embarrassed to let him know that she needed to change this...

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Granny Nishimiya, who was focused on watching a drama in the living room, caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking in from the corner of her eye. She turned her head and, seeing who it was, asked in confusion:

"Akira, why are you out here? How is my sister?"

After nodding to Granny Nishimiya to greet her, Akira turned to look at the black-haired loli whose head was resting on Hachiko's belly:

"Nothing serious, her stomach is just a little uncomfortable."

After saying that, he had just sat down when he stood up again, explaining to the two people who looked confused:

"I'll go back and get a hot water bottle." Then he left the living room.

He remembered that when he was researching, someone had said that using a hot water bottle or a heat pack over clothing to apply heat to the lower abdomen could promote blood circulation and relieve cramps.

He didn't know if it would be effective, but it wouldn't hurt to go back and get it for Shouko to try.

It was better than taking painkillers. Medication was somewhat toxic, so it was better to take as little as possible.

Miyamura Shizuka, who was busy in the kitchen preparing lunch, heard the sound of the front door opening and closing.

She poked her head out of the kitchen towards the entrance and saw her son changing his shoes. She immediately asked loudly:

"Why are you back? And how is Shouko feeling?"

Upon hearing this, Akira repeated the explanation he had just given to Granny Nishimiya to his Mom.

"A hot water bottle does have some effect, but when did we buy a hot water bottle?"

"You don't need to worry about that. When it was cold before, Shouko gave me one."

Akira, who had finished changing his shoes, walked to the stairs and explained to her before quickly running upstairs.

Miyamura Shizuka shook her head upon hearing this, withdrew her head, and continued to be busy.

Returning to his room, Akira opened the storage cabinet and immediately noticed the white chickenzilla-shaped hot water bottle that Shouko had given him.

She told him that she had gotten it during a shopping trip with Azigaya and Takagi. It was a prize she won from a lottery chance obtained by buying milk tea, and she had won this limited edition chickenzilla.

At that time, Atsuya Ayumi even wanted to buy it from her directly, but she refused, and this hot water bottle ended up in his hands.

As for whether Atsuya Ayumi had won this limited edition chickenzilla, he didn't know. She hadn't told him about it at the time.

And he wasn't very interested in it either, so he didn't ask further.

He reached out and took out the hot water bottle, casually closed the storage cabinet, and walked downstairs.

Along the way, he didn't forget to check how to use this hot water bottle.

"Mom, when we eat later, I have something I need to trouble you with," Akira suddenly remembered that matter as soon as he walked downstairs, and immediately turned towards the kitchen, shouting loudly.

"What is it?" Miyamura Shizuka's curious voice came from inside the kitchen.

Akira didn't explain. He took the hot water bottle, went to the entrance, changed into his outdoor shoes, opened the front door, and walked out.

"This child..." Miyamura Shizuka heard the sound of the front door closing and couldn't help but shake her head and mutter.

But she would know later, so she wasn't in a hurry. The most important thing now was to fry the fish fillets in front of her.

Afterward, Akira returned to the Nishimiya home with the hot water bottle and added hot water to it under Shouko's curious and confused gaze in the living room.

She also successfully tried it. Regardless of anything else, it did have some effect. Her stomach, which was originally a little uncomfortable, felt a little better after being heated by the hot water bottle...

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"Mom, I'm thinking of writing light novels and submitting them," Akira, who had been called back for lunch by a phone call from Miyamura Shizuka at noon, said decisively as soon as he washed his hands and sat down.

"Okay, okay, go for it," Miyamura Shizuka nodded casually to encourage him.

She had no opinions or suggestions regarding his decision. She thought that Akira was probably just writing for fun, as for submitting it.

It was highly likely to be rejected. She and his dad didn't plan to offer any help for this decision, after all, he was only in the first year of junior high school, what good things could he write?

Of course, she knew in her heart that he was highly unlikely to succeed, but verbal encouragement was still essential.

"Shizuka-chin, I'm serious..." Akira felt a hint of speechlessness at his Mom's perfunctory attitude.

As soon as he said this, he got a flick on the head from her.

"I'm also very seriously encouraging you, okay?" Miyamura Shizuka withdrew the hand that had flicked his forehead and said softly.

Seeing this, Akira rubbed his forehead and secretly rolled his eyes at her.

"Mom, remember to help me sign the contracts and stuff when the time comes."

Miyamura Shizuka nodded with food in her mouth: "No problem."

After swallowing, she added: "If you finish writing it then, do you want to let me take a look? I can give you some pointers?"

This was definitely not about wanting to see her child make a fool of himself or anything like that, but rather to give him some pointers, to see if there were any mistakes or problems, so she could help him get it accepted.

That's right, that's how it was!

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