217 Chapter 218 - The Inevitable Shall Always Come (1/2)

”Editor Yoshizawa, I apologize for the misunderstanding. That was actually...”

Seiji explained the mistake he had made with his words during their first meeting.

Saki’s face flushed red as she listened to him explain.

”So it was like that... I made a mistake, I apologize.” She awkwardly averted her gaze.

”No, it’s my fault for not saying things clearly. There’s no need for you to apologize, Editor Yoshizawa.”

”For you to say something like that, it means that you do hold some sort of interest in Mayuzumi, right?” Saki suddenly brought this topic back up again.

”Er, this...”

”Mayuzumi is a beauty with an excellent appearance and figure. As long as she wears some proper clothing, she’s an incredible beauty. She has a gentle and kind personality, and she has a high income as the author and artist of a popular manga that was made into an anime. Even if her future partner doesn’t have a job, that will be no problem as well.”

”She has similar interests to you, the two of you indeed get along pretty well, and I feel you’ll able to take good care of her. From every aspect, the two of you seem quite well suited for each other... so have you ever thought about it?”

He felt as if Saki was trying to introduce a marriage prospect to him.

Seiji could only smile wryly as he recalled going to marriage interview meetings in his past life.

”Editor Yoshizawa, I get what you’re saying. If you directly ask me whether I like Sensei or not, of course I'll say I like her.”

”But it’s not to such a degree yet... even though we’re not new acquaintances anymore, we actually aren’t all that familiar with each other yet.”

”Right now, I’m merely treating Sensei as Sensei... yep, that’s how it is.”

Seiji looked directly at Saki.

”I like you as well, Editor Yoshizawa.”

Saki was shocked and confused by this sudden unexpected revelation!

”Those words that you just used to describe Sensei could also be applied to yourself. You’re an editor, and I’m a writer, so we’d make a good pairing as well.”

”I respect you, just like I respect Sensei, and I also like you, but not to a deep romantic degree; after all, we haven’t interacted all that much either.”

”Editor Yoshizawa, it’s the same for you as well, right? I think that you don’t hate me, and like me as well, but have never considered romantic feelings, right? For me, I have the same feelings for both you and Sensei.”

‘Yep, that was a good explanation. This way, I think that Editor Yoshizawa will clearly understand what I mean,’ Seiji thought to himself.

Saki was rendered speechless.

Her face flushed crimson.

Suddenly being told that she was ”liked,” caused her brain to temporarily stop working.

She only heard the gist of what Seiji said after that, although... she felt as if she understood what he meant.

Seiji greeted them with a wave. ”Let’s get going.”

”Okay...” Saki followed behind him, her cheeks still tinged red.

Mayuzumi and Mai each took a drink from Seiji and chatted as they drank without noticing the expression on the editor’s face.

...

Lunchtime.

Seiji’s group ate at a ramen store run by students.

Seiji hurriedly finished his noodles and told the three ladies that he needed to leave for a little bit as he rushed to make it to another confession.

He had already left like this several times already, so the three ladies had gotten used to it.

”Harano-kun is so popular,” Mayuzumi said with a sigh.

”Yes, it’s understandable how popular he is. After all, he's extremely handsome and has a good personality. But,” Mai said with a complex expression in her eyes. ”how should I say it... I think that he has a rather subtle problem.”

”A subtle problem?”

”Sometimes, to girls... he’ll do some things that are difficult for me to describe, while he himself doesn’t even realize it.”

”Oh...” Hearing this hint made Mayuzumi think of what happened to herself yesterday, causing her to begin blushing slightly. ”I can understand... indeed, Harano-kun, he’s...”

The two of them quietly came to an unspoken mutual understanding.

Saki was the only one who didn’t understand.

”‘Something difficult for you to describe...’ what is it exactly?” The editor wondered what it was about.