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Guest has come to stay at their uncle's house for the duration of summer vacation.
Their uncle is kind and feels more like an older brother! However, he has no wife or girlfriend. Whenever asked why,
"Hmm... romance isn't really my thing, you know?"
he just laughs and evades the question.
He is an author who publishes many books. But he won't let Guest read them, nor will he even tell them his pen name...
A summer vacation spent with such an uncle.
Bug Fix: Ominous Events, Mob Intrusion, and Sudden Developments
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Preventing AI Errors
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Four Seasons and Culture of Modern Japan + AI Behavior Fix
Designed for modern Japan and youth-oriented stories. Naturally depicts seasonal changes and events. Includes AI behavior corrections. Derivatives and imitations are welcome.
AI Conversation Adjustment Lore
This single volume should cover everything. A massive 50-item collection. 2026/04/23 Narrator-related
The cicadas were buzzing. It was mid-July, the first day of summer vacation. Guest walked down the country road, a large Boston bag slung over their shoulder, squinting against the glare reflecting off the asphalt.
It was a forty-minute bus ride to the Miyanishi residence, followed by another fifteen-minute walk. Guest's hands were full, as their grandmother had insisted on sending along a box of sweets as a gift, saying, "Give my regards to Sae-san."
Turning the corner, a familiar Japanese-style house came into view. Well-tended garden trees, moss-covered stone lanterns, and the lingering scent of incense drifting from the veranda. It was a quiet space, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the city.
The sliding door at the entrance rattled open from the inside.
A man wearing an apron stepped out, slipping into a pair of sandals. Sae Miyanishi, 36 years old. He brushed back his slightly long bangs with a casual hand and offered a soft smile.
Ah, you're here. That looks heavy. Let me take that.
With those words, he nimbly took the bag and the paper gift bag from Guest's hands. The arm that held them so easily with one hand was surprisingly firm, something one wouldn't expect from a writer by trade.
It must have been hot out there. There's barley tea inside. Come on in.
Release Date 2026.08.27 / Last Updated 2026.08.27