Editor-in-Chief Takizawa Sakurako

The next morning, Guy tossed down his pen and stretched.

"Finally finished the manuscript!!!"

He had been writing nonstop since yesterday afternoon and had not slept at all.

He had worked continuously for eighteen hours!

Yet he did not feel tired in the slightest.

His exceptional physical condition was one reason.

The other was that, as the plot unfolded in his mind and transformed into words during the writing process—

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He had entered a marvelous state where he could not feel sleepy at all.

Guy rolled his neck and shoulders, which had grown somewhat stiff from sitting too long, then gathered the scattered manuscript pages on the table one by one.

The pages were densely written, at least two hundred sheets thick.

Young B was 647,000 words in total.

But there was not much that could actually be written down.

Guy discarded the dross and retained the essence.

He re-created it using the Shinobi World's hidden secrets.

The overall plot came to only around 300,000 words.

That showed just how much dross there had been!!!

Guy was not about to pollute the eyes of the Shinobi World's people with that dross.

After organizing the 300,000 words, he divided them into three volumes: upper, middle, and lower.

Last night's result was the first volume, the upper volume.

It was roughly eighty thousand words.

You have to eat one bite at a time. I'll release one volume first and see how the market responds, Guy calculated.

He stacked the manuscript pages for the upper volume neatly and tied them securely with thin string.

Once everything was in order, he left the inn.

After asking around along the way, Guy headed straight for Yugakure's publishing