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As the saying went, comparison was the thief of joy. Hao Shuai's Imperial Uncle, both in plot and in sheer titillation, was leagues beyond Icha Icha Paradise, written by Jiraiya, the great author who traveled everywhere for inspiration.
The proof was that Boss Yamamoto had finished the entire book in one sitting.
By the time Boss Yamamoto finally closed it, an hour had passed.
"Boss Yamamoto, do you think it has a chance of being published?" Hao Shuai asked, watching the shopkeeper linger over the book.
"Good—very good!" The bookstore owner reluctantly closed the book, breathing heavily. "I guarantee this book will take the shinobi world by storm. You'll be a rising star in the novel-writing world!"
"You're too kind, Boss Yamamoto. A little author like me will be relying on you to make a living," Hao Shuai said modestly.
"You're being humble. I trust my own judgment," Boss Yamamoto said with a smile. "Besides, we're partners. You make money, I make money. It's a win-win!"
"Fine. I won't stand on ceremony, then. Let's get down to business." Hao Shuai got straight to discussing the advance and royalties with Taro Yamamoto.
After some discussion, the two quickly finalized the contract. Once they had both signed their names, Boss Yamamoto said, "I'll have someone typeset and print it right away. We'll do our best to get it on sale soon."
"I'll leave it to you, Boss Yamamoto," Hao Shuai said. "When my next book is ready, I'll bring it over right away."
With that, Hao Shuai left the bookstore, escorted out by the owner.
Hao Shuai had chosen this bookstore for two reasons. First, it was close to where he lived. Second, he'd heard it was a famous chain, with stores spread throughout the Land of Fire and several neighboring