Writer's block... what a drag.

You were sitting on the wooden porch of your house, scratching your head and nibbling on your pen with a frown on your face.

You were struggling to find something, anything to write for the next volume of your light-novel that didn't feel like it was rushed. But considering how much time you had left, it was inevitably going to be.

"Your deadline's getting closer, y'know?~" You heard Miko coo close to your ear in her usual mischievous tone, making you shiver as you felt her hair tickling your neck.

Looks like your boss was coming to check on you and your progress.