"Little guy...it seems you did find me after all?"
The sound has its own reverb and holy light background, instantly elevating its sophistication.
The curve of Yuzuru Hanyu's lips became more pronounced, carrying a hint of angelic pride and insight:
"Of course... there are no real secrets in the eyes of angels, Your Majesty."
A brief silence.
That sacred voice rang out again, carrying a hint of approval, a hint of amusement, and a hint of... anticipation?
"An interesting answer. Well then, pick up the phone, little one. Let me see what you're planning to do with this 'birthday present'... something truly outrageous."
The tone of voice suggests that the speaker is encouraging their own mischievous child to conduct interesting experiments.
Yuzuru's gaze, through the glass of the phone booth, seemed to pierce through layers of spatial barriers, looking towards the endless night sky, or perhaps towards the more distant and profound depths of the universe.
There, perhaps, is a pair of all-seeing eyes, quietly watching everything that is happening here.
He no longer hesitated.
Hold the receiver close to your ear.
His lips moved slightly, and he uttered the "if" clearly and slowly, a "if" that could change everything:
"If... this world were transformed into an 'absolutely hidden world' that cannot be observed in any form or dimension by any known or unknown entity."
"Ring ring~~~"
The crisp ringtone rang out gently in the phone booth, in his ear, and in the quiet front yard.
(The End)
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(Well, when I typed the last three words, I was also in a daze. I felt reluctant and confused. I was stunned for a long time, but in the end, this day still came.)
This ending was something the author had planned when writing the first chapter, and it was something our young master Yuzuru would do. He just didn't expect it to take so long to write.
From April 28, 2024 to October 20, 2025.
More than a year has passed.
It was a bumpy road, and of the more than 2 million words I wrote, at least 1 million were written in the "black room" (a term used to describe a place where one is confined to a low-level online environment). Every time I gained some traffic, I would be locked in the "black room." It's really amazing when you think about it.
This is the young author's first book.
I originally just wanted to write it for fun.
Perhaps it was because of the first comment, or the first positive review, or perhaps it was because I promised the authors that I would write more than a million words and never abandon the project, but in any case, I persevered.
The young author can now ask a question:
Did the young author live up to everyone's expectations?
From the very beginning until now, I have read every single book review from the big names. At the start, I would get angry because of some inexplicable negative reviews, such as "The male lead is a eunuch?" or "He sends women to the emperor?" These kinds of frustrating negative reviews made me angry.
However, the young author has still made progress.
I can now just laugh off those negative reviews, but seeing everyone's positive reviews still makes me happy, and I can't help but silently read them a couple more times in my mind. This is probably the motivation that has kept me going until now.
Of course, the author would like to apologize to the authors who hoped the author would continue writing.
Due to some censorship reasons, many stories that authors want to see are not that I don't want to continue writing, but that I can't write them because they will be banned if I do. I'm really sorry.
The young author can only try harder in the next book.
Oh dear, I've talked too much again without realizing it.
Let's end it here.
Finally, the author would like to express gratitude to all the readers for your support and companionship along the way. You have witnessed the author's growth, and the author will never forget you.
New clothes are worse than old ones, but old friends are worse than new ones.
The road ahead is long, but we will meet again.
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