The title and the description pretty much explains it. Again, got this idea from Aeon_Hunter as things have been a bit boring as of now.

So don't expect huge and frequent updates of this. Also, I can do requests for this book, it just may take time to do so. Anyway, for this chapter, it's probably best if you read my Saekano book, Love Between Writers. To hopefully understand the picture better, you know? I don't know, probably don't have to.

Anyway, enough of my rambling. Go on and read if you want to. Also, Utaha Kasumigaoka is best waifu out of all in Saekano, in my opinion.

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Blessing Software, a once circle filled with otaku is now a game company of otaku that makes romance-based visual novels. But, two members didn't start out that way.

Two of them were writers, and still are, who work under the same brand. Fushikawa Bunko. This, was how it all began.

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Standing outside a fairly large building was a young teen, around the age of fifteen or sixteen. He took a deep breath, glancing upwards to read the sign.

Y/N: "Fushikawa Bunko", huh?

Y/N L/N, an aspiring writer that his previous works that had received niche amount of praise. Then again, at the time, he wasn't that well-known and didn't have a publisher to publish his books, until now.

He slowly put a hand on the door him opening it and heading to the front desk. Given some directions, he was told to find a person named "Machida." Y/N begins to walk around the halls aimlessly, him turning the corner to another hall. And just as fate would have it, he bumps into someone. He let out a slightly annoyed grunt, going to berate the person, but he stops.

The person he knocked down was a beautiful girl. Around the same age as him, she had dark purple hair with scarlet-red eyes. It was at that moment, Y/N had fallen in love with her, one of those "love at first sight" moments. It felt kinda ironic for him, considering he would mock these types of scenes, but here it was, happening to him. For the girl, however, she was not happy.

Timeskip

After being berated and cussed out by the girl, the two found the place they needed to be. Sitting in a meeting room, the two occasionally giving each other glares, they stopped when the person in front of them.

The woman had dark blue, chin-length hair, having shining light blue eyes that complimented the black work blazer. This was Sonoko Machida, the soon-to-be editor of the two once they signed the contract.

Machida: ...What's up with you two?

Y/N: (annoyed) Nothing.

Scarlet-Eyed Girl: (annoyed) Nothing at all.

Machida: (clears throat) In any case, all you two have to do is sign this and we can begin work right away.

Being handed the paperwork, the two quickly sign it. He had glanced on over to her paper, now learning her name.

Y/N: (thoughts) ...Utaha Kasumigaoka, huh?

When he looked at the girl, he took in her features. Of course, as he noted before, she had dark purple hair that was down to her mid-back, a white hairband on her head. The girl herself was quite tall for a woman, nearly Y/N's height or maybe an inch shorter. She had a slim-figure with a well-endowed body, which fit Y/N's archetype of a girl he liked. Dark hair, slim-figure, and bit endowed.

He then took a look at her clothes, his eyes widening slightly. The clothes she wore was the one that belonged to the school he would be going to next week, Toyogasaki Academy. The scarlet-eyed girl notices his gaze and she puts on an annoyed look.

Utaha: What?

Y/N: Hmm? Nothing. It just seems to be we'll be going to the same school next week.

Utaha: Same school? Ah, you must be one of the new freshmen coming next week. I expect respect from you then, kouhai-kun.

Y/N: I have a name, you know.

Utaha: And did I ask for it?

A cartoonishly effect then appears, a blue lightning bolt bouncing back and forth between the two's forehead. As they were about to retort some more, they heard clapping, turning back to the dark-haired woman as she claps her hands together.

Machida: Hai, hai! That's enough of that! If you kids are going to argue more, why don't you use that anger and start using your pens to start writing, okay?~

Utaha and Y/N: ...Yes, ma'am.

Machida: Now then, I'm going to step out for a bit. By the time I get back, I expect to see a complete draft so I can take it up to the higher-ups to see if we can get it approved. Understood?

Utaha: Very well.

Y/N: Whatever.

And so, the dark-haired woman steps out of the room, leaving the two to do their drafts. As they did this, Utaha would often glance at the boy. She could admit, the boy was good looking, his blue eyes having a shine to them that couldn't necessarily be explained. He had short-length black hair and had a slightly muscular build, her able to see them with his short-sleeved girl.

Y/N notices her stare and looks to her, slightly confused. He could see that there was a slight hue of red on her cheeks. Once she noticed him staring, she quickly turned the other way, Y/N titling his head in confusion before he went back to his current draft. After about twenty minutes of working away, they decided to take a break. Utaha could be seen stretching in her seat while Y/N kept twirling his pencil in between his fingers.

Utaha: ...Hey.

Y/N: Hmm?

Utaha: Why did you choose this career path?

Y/N: I wonder...money? Probably not...I've always had a small passion for this. Or rather, it was more of a hobby. You?

Utaha: Nothing much. As long as people will read my work, I won't care what they think of me.

Y/N: I see...

Utaha: (sigh) All this talk is making me sleepy...

Y/N: Then why don't you sleep on the couch over there?

Utaha: But we still have our drafts to finish.

Y/N: I'm sure a nap of about ten or fifteen minutes won't hurt. Besides, aren't you almost done? Just think about what to write next by taking a small rest.

Utaha: Really? Well then, don't mind me taking a little rest.

Y/N: Mm-hm. Have a good one.

She stood up from her chair and went to the couch that was in the room. She sat down and prepared herself to lay down before she looked to Y/N.

Utaha: Wait a moment, kouhai-kun.

Y/N: (sigh) Again, I have a name.

Utaha: You never gave it to me.

Y/N: ...Y/N. Y/N L/N.

Utaha: Then, wait a moment, L/N-kun.

Y/N: Yeah?

Utaha: Come here a moment.

The girl had pat her lap, Y/N's heart rate increasing. He gulped down some of his saliva as certain thoughts began to run amok in his mind. As he drew closer, he sat down.

Soon, he had a deadpan look as he looked down at his lap. Laying her head on his lap, the girl began to get comfortable.

Utaha: Mm...as I thought, I can't sleep without a pillow. 

Y/N: (thoughts) ...So I'm a pillow now, huh? Not only that, she's holding my hand. Is this the part of a responsibility of being a pillow, as well?

Y/N: H-Hey...I never got your name.

Utaha: Utaha. Utaha Kasumigaoka. You better remember that name well, kouhai-kun.

Y/N: That's not... (sigh) Whatever. Can I ask you something?

Utaha: Hmm?

Y/N: Why does it smell like coffee here? Did you spill some there?

Utaha: Ah...a little bit...it's okay. This is the scent of my home country.

Y/N: What are you, from Brazil or something?

Utaha: Hey...

Y/N: Yeah?

Utaha: This position, you know...would look like I'm giving you head, depending on angles.

Y/N: As if you'd give some random guy head you just met. From your school, no less.

Utaha: Well, whatever. As if I'd fall in love with someone like you.

Y/N: (thoughts) ...Heh. You may feel that way, but me...I'm already in love with you since we first met. What the hell is wrong with me?

Little did the two know, that small encounter they had...it would be the start of something new. First a friendship, then something more. Something that couldn't be described with the right words as it was difficult for them to express how it felt for them.