All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends

Chapter 112: Sales Revenue

Saturday.

Sales Day.

On the same day, Fujikawa Publishing released several best-selling fantasy fiction books, with new volumes hitting the shelves.

There was no need to directly compete with "Saekano" to bring it down.

It was simply about being annoying.

Readers were drawn into bookstores by overwhelming advertising.

They might find their favorite works with new volumes just released.

Then they would buy that new volume immediately.

Most light novel readers don't buy many light novels at once.

Fujikawa Publishing's action was really like a bothersome fly or mosquito.

However, Yukima Azuma was not too concerned.

Fujikawa Publishing would certainly do this.

Once the fantasy genre collapsed, the youth genre would rise in the market.

At that point, Fujikawa Publishing might face trouble.

So, it was something already anticipated.

Moreover, compared to "Saekano," Fujikawa's works were really insignificant.

How could the light of a firefly compare to the bright moon?

On this sales day, Yukima Azuma just stayed home, scrolling through Twitter.

Among the people he followed, all of them had posted tweets in the past few days.

[Eromanga:

On June 21st, this Saturday, the work "The Youth of a Lonely Boy Will Not Dream of a Passerby Heroine," which I am responsible for the illustrations, will be released. Please support it.]

Under this tweet, the number of likes, comments, and shares had exceeded the limit.

Even the figures for some idol news could not compare.

It could only be said that the power of the Eromanga fan club after many years was truly terrifying.

Apart from Eromanga,

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri also posted tweets from their main accounts.

Although the numbers were not as impressive as Eromanga's,

Yukima Azuma could truly feel their good intentions.

"Wait a moment, I'll make some dessert to thank them... what should I make?"

"Pocky would be a good choice."

Yukima Azuma decided.

Pocky here referred to long biscuit sticks coated in chocolate.

Since it makes a 'pocky' sound when bitten, that's how it got its name.

It's also the snack chosen when the main characters in many light novels play the game of trying to eat both ends of the stick.

As Yukima Azuma was about to turn off his phone and head to the kitchen to prepare a bit of dessert,

Suddenly, a call came in.

It was Machida Sonoko.

Yukima Azuma hesitated before answering.

"What's up, Machida-san? Shouldn't you be focusing on the sales data right now?"

Logically, even if there was good news, it should wait until the sales numbers for the first day came in.

But from the other side of the line, Yukima Azuma heard Machida Sonoko's uncontrollable laughter.

"Did you see this week's latest update for the manga 'Jujutsu Kaisen'?"

Upon hearing Machida Sonoko's words,

Yukima Azuma furrowed his brows.

The "Jujutsu Kaisen" series,

Yukima Azuma had watched in his past life.

It was because of his past life that he knew.

This was a great series.

Knowing what happens next in the series, Yukima Azuma naturally lost interest in following it.

Although the current author of "Jujutsu Kaisen" was still Akutami Gege, not yet Akuma Gege.

Wait... hold on?

Yukima Azuma seemed to understand what was going on.

"I don't follow this manga, is something happening?"

Yukima Azuma asked curiously.

From the other end of the line, Machida Sonoko explained with a laughing tone.

"In today's update, this fantasy battle series faced a serious issue."

"If you haven't seen it, let me explain a bit. There's a character in this work who is extremely popular for his overwhelming strength, named Gojo Satoru."

"In today's update, this character was split in half by the villain, and this character was truly killed."

Yukima Azuma pursed his lips.

Just as expected, this situation.

The Divide One, Gojo/Satoru

"So... is 'Gojo Satoru' now 'Gojo/Satoru'?"

With a complicated mood, Yukima Azuma asked.

"Yes, he was split in half and killed, though you could also call it 'Go/jo/Sato/ru' since both arms were severed."

"Before dying, the villain taunted him with something like 'You're so strong, Gojo Satoru, Stand proud, I will never forget you.'"

"Now, the original author has really exploded, and there are nearly ten thousand angry comments under Twitter."

"This story originally relied solely on Gojo Satoru to stand firm, but now 'Gojo Satoru' has become 'Gojo/Satoru,' and half of its success is basically destroyed."

Machida Sonoko was genuinely happy.

At first, "Saekano" was competing with the fantasy battle genre in the youth genre market.

A lot of money was invested in advertising, just to change the market direction.

But in the end, the competition hadn't even started.

The opponent walked onto the field and stabbed themselves.

Who wouldn't laugh when seeing this situation?

Yukima Azuma clicked his tongue.

Should he admire Gege for writing what they wanted without caring about profits?

In the matter of disappointing people, they really never let anyone down.

There was a moment of silence on both ends of the phone.

Finally, it was Machida Sonoko who couldn't hold back, speaking up.

"Aren't you worried about the sales data? You haven't asked once about the current situation."

She knew Yukima Azuma hadn't attended the sales event.

The author himself didn't show up.

On such an important sales day, staying at home.

Anyone in this situation would be worried.

"Well, I have confidence," Yukima Azuma responded nonchalantly. "And if the sales data really turns out bad, then it can only be said that the readers are truly blind."

Yukima Azuma's answer made Machida Sonoko roll her eyes.

But if you think about it, it made sense.

"Saekano" had no reason to fail.

Writing style, plot, character development, promotion, momentum, popularity.

All of these factors were top-tier in the industry.

If it flopped, it could only be said that the readers had no taste.

And this guy, he also had a big company like Laplace in the center of Shibuya.

He surely didn't care about the money earned from sales.

In a moment of helpless silence, Machida Sonoko hung up.

Then, she turned and looked at the computer screen in the editorial room.

The screen displayed data compiled from multiple sources, showing the current sales situation.

And the sales situation right now...

One could only say, the first print run was barely holding up.

According to Machida Sonoko's optimistic prediction, the first batch should have lasted at least a month.

But on the first day of release, it was almost sold out.

This was truly a "legendary story" in the publishing industry.

....

Elsewhere.

At the Sawamura residence.

Sayuri had just pushed open the front door.

Right at the door, Eriri was standing, waiting.

Seeing her mother return, she immediately rushed over.

"Mom, did you get it? Did you get it?"

Sayuri raised the plastic bag in her hand, signaling to her daughter.

But when Eriri saw what her mother was holding, she puffed her cheeks in displeasure.

"Why is this all you got? I told you to buy 50 copies, no, 100 copies!"

Hearing this, Sayuri, irritated, flicked her daughter's forehead.

"Eriri, I ran to five bookstores before I could get these last three copies."

"Now you don't even appreciate what I went through, and you're complaining it's too little, what an ungrateful kid!"

Eriri held her forehead, hearing her mother's words, and immediately smiled awkwardly.

Then, she ran behind her mother and began massaging her shoulders.

"Seriously, why did they sell out so fast? How many copies did the first print run have, and they still have no foresight!"

Hearing her daughter complain, Sayuri could only smile helplessly.

She had looked into it, and the first print run was one million copies.

But most bookstores had already sold out.

As a seasoned otaku, Sayuri understood what this meant.

Unexpectedly, Yukima-kun was not only a genius at sniffing out business opportunities.

Even writing light novels, he made it look easy.

And.

Seeing Eriri only rub her mother's shoulders a few times before tightly hugging the light novel and running off, Sayuri sighed.

On her way home, she had skimmed through The Youth of a Lonely Boy Will Not Dream of a Passerby Heroine.

The emotions of a boy were so clear that it seemed as if they were written directly on each page.

Setting aside the excellent and astonishing writing style...

These six hundred pages, were they even light novels? This was clearly a love letter!

A six-hundred-page love letter.

Written for a girl named Megumi.

And her silly daughter, who was now holding "the love letter" that the boy she liked sent to someone else, smiling so happily.

Thinking of this, Sayuri couldn't help but bring her hand to her forehead, feeling helpless.

Though it might sound a bit self-important...

She still considered herself an exceptionally intelligent person, especially sensitive when it came to emotions.

And Mr. Spencer, her genius husband, was also a special talent in England.

At just in his twenties, he had already taken on the role of head of the diplomatic department.

Emotionally, he was also top-notch. In his youth, he had made countless young girls' hearts flutter, leaving behind a "harem battlefield" full of turbulence.

The two of them.

One was a victor from a fierce harem battle.

The other almost built a peaceful harem in real life.

So how on earth did they end up with a daughter as naïve as Eriri?

In some miraculous way, Eriri had "purged" all the wisdom of her parents' heritage.

....

3 PM.

The first print run of The Youth of a Lonely Boy Will Not Dream of a Passerby Heroine officially sold out.

By noon, Laplace Corporation, realizing the situation was not good, immediately instructed the printing factory to carry out a second urgent print run.

In hindsight, this decision was the right one.

Had they not promptly initiated the second print run, the sales of The Youth of a Lonely Boy Will Not Dream of a Passerby Heroine would likely have been interrupted on its very first day of release.

That day would undoubtedly go down as a landmark moment in the history of the light novel industry.

That night was destined to be a sleepless one for countless people.

As the light novel industry was in a fervor, time slowly ticked toward midnight.

After a delay of one hour and forty minutes, the first-day sales data was finally compiled.

Even though it was midnight, no one at Laplace Bunko had left the office.

Everyone was tense, eyes glued to the computer screen, waiting for the final number.

And when the data finally appeared, everyone was stunned.

Many rubbed their eyes several times and then carefully counted the digits in the sales figure.

Machida Sonoko stared at the ridiculously long string of numbers, then sighed in relief, her body feeling drained as she collapsed into her chair.

2,217,300 copies.

The first-day sales ended with a number so incredible it was hard to believe.

This number was more than four times the best first-day sales record in the history of the light novel industry.

For a debut work by a new author, this odd number was even greater than the total sales of other new works.

As a former editor at Fujikawa Publishing, Machida Sonoko knew another number.

That was the first-day sales of Saekano, which had more than doubled the total sales of Fujikawa for the entire previous month.

The total monthly sales of all works combined at Fujikawa Publishing weren't even half of Saekano's first-day sales.

Machida Sonoko recalled the displeased and impatient expressions of the editor-in-chief and the Fujikawa boss when she handed in her resignation.

Surely, now, their facial expressions would be "quite a sight to behold."

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