At last, it was finished. It felt like it had spanned such a long time—long enough that I'd already started writing two books at once.
Fishing, fishing. In the early stages, fishing was the Golden Finger, the acceleration, the boost.
But later on, it became hard to keep fishing.
Writing a novel was always enjoyable and energizing at the beginning; later on, it was hard to say.
Thank you, everyone. Thank you to the readers who stayed with me all the way!
As for what to write for the next book, I was still thinking about it. After all, I was still writing another book right now.
I really wanted to write something original. But what should I write? A while ago, I wrote a portable farm story, but the numbers weren't good. Of course, it wasn't posted on this site.
I felt like I needed to read more. How could the myriad-worlds genre be written with something new now?
I had seen some myriad-worlds stories where every world came with a Golden Finger, something like "Refreshing Golden Fingers in My Myriad-Worlds Dungeons."
I'd think it over some more!
Thank you all once again!