Thud!
To spare his own eyes, Sogo Doma ultimately brought down the hand-chop of justice.
"Umaru, you just want to see the unpublished entries, don't you? Don't think I don't know..."
"Onii-chan, that's so rude. Even Utako Kasumi said Umaru's opinion would be useful..." Lady Umaru said, clutching her forehead.
"Umaru, have you forgotten that from tomorrow until next weekend, you won't have much free time?" Sogo Doma reminded her.
Lady Umaru: "..."
"And Utaha, the final volume has already caused such a huge stir, yet you're going to be a judge for a writing contest with a name that obviously sounds fishy..." Sogo Doma shifted his target.
"Enako mentioned that as well..." Utaha Kasumigaoka said as she found a place to sit. "The reason the final volume caused such a huge response was probably because this genre hasn't matured in the market yet. Most editors would reject this kind of plot outright when they came across it...
"Now, its success has proven that there is demand for it. Driven by the market, light novels of this type will spring up like mushrooms after rain. By then, no one will care about that anymore. This writing contest is also meant to test the market again..."
At that, Utaha Kasumigaoka paused. "After that, I was threatened by that old woman Enako!"
"That was quite a leap in topic. You went straight from testing the market to being threatened..." Sogo Doma said, the corner of his eye twitching.
"Can't be helped. That old woman Enako said over the phone that I'd better pray this contest went smoothly and ended successfully. Otherwise, she'd make sure I understood what it meant to get cornered outside the school gates. From the sound of it, readers had been blocking the entrance at the publishing house, so