Sekai Ichi Hatsukoi -

Ritsu Onodera prided himself on one thing above all else: his professionalism. After transferring to the shoujo manga editorial department of Marukawa Publishing, he had sworn off personal feelings. No more nepotism allegations, no more emotional attachments. Just work.

Takano snatched it. His eyes scanned the first page. Then he laughed—a low, dangerous sound that made Ritsu’s soul leave his body.

It was his manuscript. From ten years ago. Sekai Ichi Hatsukoi

“Oh no,” Takano grinned. “We’re accepting it. And you, Onodera, are going to be the editor. You’ll work with her to ‘fix’ your younger self’s mistakes. Consider it... character development.”

“We’re rejecting it,” Ritsu said firmly. Ritsu Onodera prided himself on one thing above

“Interesting,” Takano said, holding the manuscript like a weapon. “Because this was submitted by a new talent. She claims she found it in a used bookshop’s free bin, thought it was ‘passionate but clumsy,’ and added her own ending. She wants us to publish it as a collaboration.”

For the next three weeks, Ritsu lived a waking nightmare. Every editorial meeting was a dissection of his own heart. The new author, a cheerful woman named Aya, had turned the tragic ending into a comedy where the rivals accidentally glue their hands together and fall in love. She had no idea the original author was sitting across from her, dying inside. Just work

“N-nothing! Just a rejection pile.”

Worst of all, Takano kept lingering. He’d lean over Ritsu’s shoulder, whisper, “You really thought love was that hopeless, huh?” or “Page twelve—that crying scene. Were you thinking of me?”