The Coercion of Scum

"Senior, senior?"

"Ah, what's the matter?"

Because I thought about it again, I don't know when Sydney waved my hands and pulled me back.

She seemed to be dissatisfied with my frequent distractions, but she did not dare to complain, so she complained silently with a vague look in her eyes.

"Me, am I going to continue writing now?"

"No need!"

Upon hearing this, I refused.

She was obviously disappointed and at a loss.

A bitter voice was squeezed from the trembling lips.

"Sure enough, I still can't be recognized by the senior... I have the writing level of a three-legged cat..."

"No, it's my fault this time. The topic for you is too difficult."

"Uh, a question?"

"Well, I asked you to write novels on popular topics, in fact, to test your ability to adapt to changes, and from the results, you did fulfill my expectations. As for the novel itself, it is not important, it is just my testing tool. ."

"It turned out to be like this, you deserve to be a witty senior!"

Sydney's mind simply believed my casual nonsense, showing a convincing expression.

Then she tilted her head.

"So, what's next?"

"Ahem, in short, although I still support you in writing novels, it's not Internet novels blindly chasing hot spots, but literary novels that you like and are indeed excellent."

"Yeah, do you mean to let me contribute to the magazine?"

"It's almost like that, so you can start collecting inspiration from recently."

"Inspiration..."

She thought about it for a while, and immediately turned into a bitter face.

"I really have no inspiration."

"It's really troublesome... So, let's start with hobbies, don't you know how to read novels and comics? What kind of things do you read?"

"Eh? Why do you ask this?"

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she flinched a few steps inexplicably nervously, showing a vigilant expression.

And I squinted my eyes and felt her shame.

"Just talk about it, so that you can prescribe the right medicine. There is a saying that you have never eaten pork and watched pigs run. You have read so many types of novels, surely you will write them too?"

"Uh... That's how it is said, but I, I read romance novels, I am a little embarrassed..."

When Sydney was talking about this, it was obvious that she was shaken and shy, and she covered her cheek with one hand and turned her head to avoid looking at me.

It really is like this.

After all, it is a female high school student at this age who is not interested in any hot-blooded suspense. The beautiful and flowery topic of love must be everyone's first favorite topic.

"Romance novels are novels that describe love, so are you interested in writing love novels?"

"Woo...Although it's a bit, it's better to say that I am also very interested in love, but after all I have no love experience, and I can't write anything..."

She squeezed her cheeks and swayed her impoverished body in place, but because the thin legs were very smooth, she still gave me a pleasing feeling.

Ah, this girl is really good... in appearance.

That's easier.

I quickly drew up a plan in my heart to nurture her into a vigorous girl.

Of course, this plan has a feeling of pushing my own daughter out, but there is no way, because I already have a girlfriend, and there is also Shion who loves me deeply. It’s not a two-dimensional world, so I can’t do it. In the harem, it is impossible to conceal crimes and evade the rules of criminal law 100%, so now I don't want to involve more people.

Jasmine has always been a time bomb, and now she hasn't broken the can and went to the police, but if one day she figured it out and called the police, I would be dead. Either keeping her by her side or throwing her away may lead to such an ending, so I am still in distress now.

(Forget it, this is a long-term problem, there is no need to think about it now.)

After I said this to myself, I glanced at the time.

Damn it, it's 8 o'clock, it's a little bit late.

"Sydney, it's getting late, will your parents worry about it?"

"Hey?"

She tilted her head in confusion, then her face changed drastically.

"Wow, I forgot to tell my parents!"

"babble?"

I saw the female high school student in front of me panicked and put on the pockets in his skirt, then stared at the screen and screamed again.

"A dozen missed calls!"

"What are you talking about?"

I'm going to be speechless.

Why is there such a person who just ran to the boys' house casually, without even knowing the report to the family. If Jasmine was such a brainless woman, I would have been tamed into a safe pet.

After that, Sydney, who was in front of me, called back the phone at home and apologized to her parents with a sad face. After hanging up the phone, she looked at me apologetically.

"Senior, thank you so much! And I have troubled you so much today!"

"It's okay, it's just that I, as a student association, will solve problems for the students in the school."

After I said this, her face became a little stiffer.

The flame that finally ignited seemed to go out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Then, what if other classmates encounter the same difficulties as mine?"

"I will help too."