He loves to drink tea, eat takoyaki, drive his editor, whom he affectionately calls "Miichan", to tears by feigning the non-completion of his work, sleep late, and smoke cigarettes. He's a jokester who occasionally gives advice or purposely stirs up controversy for the good of everyone in the end.
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Wednesday, March 14, 2007 talk about tea Tohru is such a kind girl. Always dependable and she does a great job too. She's also cheerful so that we all love to see her smile whenever we come home. That's why I'm not used to her somewhat problematic face. Well, you see. An accident happened. She accidentally spilled a cup of tea on my drafts. She knew I've been working for months writing whatever interesting plots and stories that pop on my head. However, drafts are just drafts and I know that I've never spent months concentrating on drafts. Plus, I separate the really great ideas to somewhere safe from the ideas that need improvement. Technically speaking, what happened isn't a big deal. "Go-GOMEN NASAI! Gomen nasai, Shigure-san. I didn-"This is really interesting. I wonder if she'll beg for forgiveness. Ahaha, that's a little silly. But, coming from Tohru-kun, it could happen. I'll clear things out tomorrow if Tohru's a little problematic and embarrassed about it. Don't get me wrong, drafts are important too. It's just that, well... the drafts that I just wrote are worth the tea on their cover. Thank Tohru for the spill. rolled on the floor at 11:18 PM Monday, March 12, 2007 rub my back Oi oi oi, is this really alright? It's already March and I can't believe I'm still sleeping late. As I can recall, I've been sleeping very late when the new year started. It's very tiring. I'm starting to loss interest in writing. There has to be another way to enjoy this. The matter's really complicated because I'm only able to write creatively during late nights. Oh whatever. I'm halfway through my new novel anyway. rolled on the floor at 3:54 AM ![]() |