The Down-and-Out Writer's Love for the Kinoshita Fox

That golden autumn, a season of maturity and harvest, I finally worked up the courage to confess my feelings to the girl I liked. But she didn't seem to see me as a romantic prospect. And right after my confession, the series I was writing was mercilessly canceled. Heartbroken and out of work, I had no idea that this was only the beginning of my miserable life...