Chapter 117

After shopping and going to the supermarket.

The Natsume siblings were walking on the way home.

When they were almost home.

Ruri Natsume squatted down inexplicably.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun was stunned.

"Ruri, why did you suddenly squat down?"

Ruri Natsume pointed to a white cat sitting on the side of the road and said excitedly:

"Brother, look, this little cat is so cute."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun turned his head to look, his expression surprised, but also a bit strange.

He saw that white cat sitting on the curb, looking at the two of them who suddenly stood beside it, as if a bit confused.

[Nani-o]

[Quality: Blue]

[Effect: After equipping, people around you will have a 5% probability of falling into a two-second confused state; this effect can be triggered at most once per hour.]

[Description: What?]

[Synthesis condition: Cannot be synthesized!]

In Japanese, "Nani-o" means "what."

This little cat's name is "What"?

Is it this abstract?

And this equipment is actually the only piece of equipment that shows it cannot be synthesized?

Xia Xia Xia Mujun looked at this description and was a bit confused himself.

But what confused him even more was.

Can living things themselves also become special equipment?

But before Xia Xia Xia Mujun had any further plans, that "Nani-o" had already stepped away vigilantly and quickly left the place.

"Ah, it left..." Ruri Natsume muttered, "I wanted to pet it."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun shook his head and said:

"Ruri, some stray cats on the road carry rabies virus, cat plague, and other diseases; it's very dangerous if you get scratched, you have to get expensive injections for treatment, so don't pet them randomly."

Ruri Natsume scratched her cheek and said shyly:

"Ruri wanted to, but it wouldn't let me, it ran away as soon as I got close."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun nodded slightly:

"That's fine."

"And maybe this is someone's house cat."

"If the owner sees it, you'll be scolded."

Ruri Natsume shook her head and said:

"Brother, this cat is a stray cat."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun was a little interested:

"How do you know?"

Ruri Natsume explained:

"The old lady in the neighborhood said so."

"She occasionally feeds this little cat something."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun pondered:

"So that's it..."

He was a little curious, if he subdued "Nani-o," would it be able to be placed directly on the panel like other special equipment?

If it really has no owner, then if he touches it, it should be registered directly like other special equipment, right?

But for now, the cat is still a bit shy, and getting close might require some little ingenuity.

Otherwise, the gain won't make up for the loss, and if he gets scratched, he'll have to spend money to see a doctor.

Maybe he can buy some cat treats to try later.

Around ten o'clock at night.

On the living room sofa.

Takahashi Jun, who had been reading "The Devotion of Suspect X" since returning from his business trip.

Finally finished the last page at this moment.

Just at this moment.

Takahashi Jun thought about how he had been working for five years and finally encountered a top-tier suspense mystery novel today.

His hot tears couldn't help but flow down, and he choked up and cried.

Five years...

In five years, he had always been at the bottom of the editorial department, and every day he was either looked down upon by authors or looked down upon by colleagues...

Even when he returned home, he had to endure various economic pressures of life...

Even if his wife and daughter didn't have too many complaints on the surface, who else but himself knew what his mood had been like for these five years...

And today.

He finally encountered a top-tier suspense mystery novel that could change his situation.

And because the content of this novel was simply too wonderful.

Takahashi Jun didn't have to worry at all that tomorrow's cross-review in the editorial department wouldn't pass.

He could even be sure that this novel would definitely sell well!

After his daughter Takahashi Me, who looked very ordinary, witnessed her father crying.

She, who had actually looked down on her wimpy father in her heart, couldn't help but be moved at this moment.

Because no matter who it is, if they see their father, who carries the family, suddenly crying one day, their mood will be exceptionally complex.

His wife, Takahashi Megumi, was the first to notice this, sat down close to him, and asked confusedly:

"Why are you crying suddenly?"

"Did something happen?"

Takahashi Jun was tearful and choked up:

"Wife... I finally encountered a very great novel today."

"I have a premonition that this novel will definitely make my performance better!"

"Maybe then the family won't have such great economic pressure!"

Takahashi Megumi gently held her husband's hand and smiled:

"Of course, I believe in you."

"You can definitely do it."

Takahashi Jun was moved and held his wife's hand tightly.

Then he took out his phone and dialed Xia Xia Xia Mujun's number.

The other side answered the phone quickly.

"Hello, is this Xia Xia Xia Mujun?"

"It's me, who are you?"

"I am the editor of Deep Night Publishing House—Takahashi Jun, I'm very sorry to disturb you so late. I'm calling you this time to tell you, Teacher, that the novel you wrote is simply too great! It's the most excellent suspense mystery novel I've read in these years!!!"

Takahashi Jun suppressed the excitement in his heart, fearing he would scare Xia Xia Xia Mujun away, took a deep breath, and cautiously invited him:

"So I would like to ask you, when will you have time to come to our company to sign the contract?"

"I heard there is still a cross-review by the editorial department, and you have to pass that to sign the contract, right? Has it passed now?"

"Although it hasn't yet, I can guarantee that the editorial department will definitely pass it tomorrow. So I want to contact you in advance to handle the signing matters as soon as possible, so that you can get the royalties as soon as possible, what do you think?"

"Of course, when are you free?"

"Our publishing house conducts cross-reviews every Sunday, and tomorrow happens to be one. At that time, many editors will sit together and take turns reading the novels they think can be signed this week. But there are a lot of them, so it will be Monday at the earliest to sign the contract with you. Are you free to come on Monday? If not, it's completely fine for me to go there."

"Monday... yes, I'll come to the company to find you then."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much, it's already very late, I won't disturb your rest, good night."

"Yes, yes, good night."

Takahashi Jun's daughter, Takahashi Me, heard her father's words, and her heart was also a bit surprised.

Her father had never spoken to a reader like this before.

Even if the book on the other side could be signed, his tone had never been as anxious as it was now.

Could it be that her father really found a very great novel?

For a time.

Takahashi Me couldn't help but feel itchy, wanting to see this Xia Xia Xia Mujun's novel.

But she understood that editors have business confidentiality.

So her father basically wouldn't let his family see novels that hadn't been signed and printed in the first edition.

It seems she can only wait for the follow-up from her father.

And Takahashi Megumi, hearing this, was also a bit surprised.

She also felt that her husband's attitude this time was clearly not as wimpy as before, but very confident?

Maybe her family can really rely on this person named Xia Xia Xia Mujun to get rid of their poverty?

In the three-mat room.

After Xia Xia Xia Mujun hung up the phone.

Ruri Natsume was exceptionally excited.

"Brother!!"

"Was that the editor just now?"

"Is he asking you to sign a contract now?"

Xia Xia Xia Mujun nodded:

"Yes, I'm going to sign the contract on Monday."

Ruri Natsume was excited:

"I knew you could do it!"

"I just don't know how much the royalties will be. If there's about 100,000 yen, we won't have to worry about the rent for next month and the month after!"

Xia Xia Xia Mujun laughed:

"What are you thinking."

"It will definitely be more than that."

"No matter what, it has to start at 100 million."

Ruri Natsume couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh:

"Brother, you're too exaggerated!"

"100 million or something, that's the income of big authors."

"Ruri's requirement is really not high, anyway, having 100,000 yen or something is already very satisfying."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun smiled without a word.

But he didn't argue, he would know when the time came.

"After I get the royalties next month, Ruri will cook a lot of delicious food for you!" Ruri Natsume was still excited.

"Yes, yes."

She suddenly remembered something:

"Ah, right, brother, I also want to see the novel you wrote!"

Xia Xia Xia Mujun didn't mind this at all and sent the document directly to his sister.

As for Ruri Natsume, even if her brother didn't remind her, she knew very well.

This novel is currently ready to be signed.

Since it can be signed, it means it can make money.

And their family is currently so poor.

Since there is one more channel to make money, so besides reading it herself, she absolutely wouldn't let anyone see "The Devotion of Suspect X"!

To avoid any trouble.

Time passed quietly.

Soon it was time to go to bed.

Ruri Natsume stared at the phone screen without blinking, clearly attracted by the ups and downs and suspenseful plot of "The Devotion of Suspect X."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun looked at his sister like this and couldn't help but urge:

"Ruri, it's time, go to bed."

"Anyway, you don't have to go to school on the weekend, why don't you read it tomorrow?"

Ruri Natsume excitedly refused: