A day in June, at a certain publishing company.

After the talk show of Sekaimo is over, Kagurazaka-san told me
this:

“Izumi-sensei, about your part in writing a chain novel…”

This was an event which they asked me to take part in writing a
chain novel. I have agreed and got a lot done already.

I answered with confidence:

“That huh? I’m almost done, just need to proofcheck them.”

“As expected of Izumi-sensei, so fast. Please keep up your good
work.”

“Yes. Is there anything else?”

Everything was done, so I wanted to hurry and return home, to my
little sister. However, Kagurazaka-san said in a serious tone:

“Actually, there is something important.”

“What is it?”

From her tone alone I could tell that this wasn’t anything
good.

“It was about Muramasa-sensei.”

Senjyu Muramasa.

An author who is way more famous than me. She is my senior, but
also younger. A black-haired beauty in kimono, a special person to
me.

“What’s wrong with Muramasa-senpai?”

“…If this continues, Fantasy Blade will be cancelled.”

Fantasy Demon Blade Legend –  this is her most famous
novel.

“Oh, did she get writer’s block? I thought that she would get
past it in no time. After all, she isn’t someone who could NOT
write.”

It wasn’t very nice of me to say it, but the simple truth is
Muramasa-senpai is very different from Shidou-kun. There is no need
to worry or try to help her, she could do fine on her own.

“No, that wasn’t the problem.” Kagurazaka-san scratched her
cheek “Muramasa-sensei is still writing normally.”

“So what is the problem?”

“She just won’t give me her manuscript.”

“………………….”

“Hahaha….” Both of us laughed. I said:

“Did you do something to piss her off?”

“What are you talking about, why do you immediately assume it’s
my fault?”

“You did, didn’t you? Probably something along the lines of
deciding stuff yourself without asking for her permission, or
answering fans in her place…”

“I ~ never ~~~~~ did any of that!!!”

Really?

“There is no editor like you said that exists in the world!”

Muramasa-senpai never agreed to an interview, but stories about
her kept showing up in magazines. Kagurazaka-san is the most likely
culprit.

But still, it wasn’t enough to get mad. Yeah, something is not
right here.

“Anyway, bye. See you later.”

When I was about to stand up, Kagurazaka-san suddenly took my
hand.

“Yes?”

“Wait, don’t go.”

“I want to go home….and you are hurting me.”

“Izumi-sensei…you have good relationship with Muramasa-sensei,
right? Can you go get the manuscript for me, please?”

“Why me?”

“I think Muramasa-sensei is avoiding me. And I already said that
the newest volume will be published, I need that manuscript. You
wouldn’t want Fantasy Blade  to be cancelled, right?”

“Of course not!”

But I have to add: this is YOUR job, not mine.

“If her beloved Izumi-sensei appeared, Muramasa-sensei would me
buch easier to deal with…”

“Uuuuu….”

I felt my face getting hotter…

She is my fan after all. And I did have some affection toward
her.

“About that…”

“I will take care of any travel expense, and I will give you a
bonus too.”

“Well….”

I was leaning toward yes at this point. My recent novel was
selling well, but more money is always welcome.

Still —

“Beside — don’t you want to know about the private life of a
famous female novelist?”

“Of course I do!”

How is her normal life? How is her family? How does she write
her novel…

Yes, I do want to know. But opening my mouth to ask is
embarrassing…

“But….”

Just because of my impure reason….

Kagurazaka-san showed an evil grin, continued:

“All for the sake of Fantasy Blade, for Muramasa-sensei, for the
publishing company, for the light novel industry! Izumi-sensei,
will you do it?”

“Just leave it to me!!!”

And that’s how I agreed to do her job.

The next day, I was on my way to Muramasa-senpai’s house.

It was a Sunday morning, so not many people were around. The
morning light passed through the windows and shone upon us.

“I wonder what Muramasa-chan’s house will be like….”

It was Sagiri, her voice coming from the tablet I carried with
me.

While we could hold a conversation, it wasn’t very polite to do
so in a train. So we instead communicated by text message.

“Hm….based on how clueless she was, I think her house would
similar to a samurai’s house.”

That was my next door neighbor, Elf.

When I said I was on my way to meet Muramasa-senpai, she said
“Sounds fun, I’m going too,” and stuck with me.

By the way, none of us contacted Muramasa-senpai beforehand. She
didn’t pick up her phone, so what’s the point of having it in the
first place? She didn’t have a cell phone either, so we had no way
to contact her even if we wanted.

Asking Kagurazaka-san for help is even more out of the question.
She kept repeating again and again, telling us to “steal” ( <=
That was her exact word ) the manuscript back.

However, I doubt Muramasa-senpai thinks of herself as a
novelist.

And so Elf, Sagiri, and I began to imagine about
Muramasa-senpai’s home.

“I bet it will be full of traps. A single step past the corridor
will make it rain arrows!”

“Just like a ninja’s home! Wonderful!” Elf exclaimed.

“Elf-sensei, since you were abroad for a long time, I can tell
you that those stories are just jokes. Both ninja and samurai don’t
exist in modern Japan’s society anymore.”

“Eh?” * 2

Why was Sagiri even surprised?

“So everything in your story is a lie, Nii-san?”

“I did write about a beautiful female ninja, but that was just a
story, do you understand?”

“I thought that Japanese all have special skills, like they
could keep fighting no matter how damaged their bosy is?”

“Those are just baseless rumors!”

“Of course I know that.”

“You have lived in Japan long enough!

She was teasing me…

“Still….a ninja’s home might be too much, but I do think that
Muramasa’s house would be an antique one.”

“It might be.”

“I wonder what Muramasa-chan’s house is like?”

“She seemed like a member of a family with a long lineage, I
couldn’t imagine her everyday life.”

We could only have some small talk, but at least the topic was
something we were all interested in.

“Online friends like us were used to calling each other by
nickname instead of real name. In fact, even in cases where the
relationship was better, I doubt people would actually ask for real
life stuff.”

“Well, that’s how online friends are — don’t use each other’s
real name, nor ask for private information.”

“Muramasa-senpai never told anyone her real name.”

“Haha ~~ I already told you my real name.”

“…Ahahah….”

Elf’s laugh shook me a bit.

Emily. Be sure to call me by that name when you ask my hand in
marriage.

“…….”

“…………”

Suddenly, we all became quiet.

“Nii-san.”

“!? Yes?”

“When you return, make sure to bring a gift.

“…Er…is candy okay?”

Phew…wait, why am I startled?

After arriving at Chiba, we left the train and took the bus to
the station closest to Muramasa-senpai’s house. Just walking an
hour, the scene has changed a lot, everywhere looking like the
countryside.

After arriving at Chiba, we left the train and took the bus to
the bus station which is the closest from Muramasa-senpai’s house.
Just walking an hour and the scene has changed a lot, everywhere
look like the countryside.

Turning back, an old woman at the bus station was smiling at
us.

“Look! Mountains! Rice fields! This really is Japan’s
countryside!”

“Be quiet, please.”

This girl! She made me lose my place!

Sagiri also voiced her opinions via the tablet.

“Did Muramasa-chan come all the way from here to Tokyo…?”

“Ohohoho, why doesn’t she move to Arakawa Ward? She must have
more than enough money.”

“She is used to living here, I doubt she could stand
Arakawa.”

I don’t think my area’s situation is that bad though…

I took a look around:

“Alright, where is her house?”

“If you have the address, call a cab.”

“Elf, you are half-way to a hikikomori, you should walk around
more.”

“!Eh ~~?”

“Right right! Elf-chan, outdoor activities are very
important!”

“Sagiri! A hardcore hikikomori like you has no right to say
that!

“Alright alright, this way please….”

We finally arrived.

“Masamune! Masamune! What’s that? It’s like a pumping
station!”

“Oh? Ah, that’s a spray well.”

“Wow, spray well? I didn’t know they look like this!”

The more we walked, the more antique the scene became. It felt
like we were travelling into the past. In fact, sometimes we went
for 20 minutes without seeing a single house. Everything was both
simple and natural, with the sound of insects chirping
non-stop.

That was where we found Muramasa-senpai’s home.

“Umenozo.”

A few words were written in the wooden name plate. Just like Elf
expected, this house looked like it belonged to the samurai of the
past. From behind its wall, a willow tree stood high, its branches
nearly touching the ground outside of the home.

“Look! Masamune! Sagiri! This is really a ninja’s house! When
Muramasa got angry, we could all feel her killing intent! This is
something only a female ninja could have!

“No, no…this is not a ninja’s home…how should I put it…it feels
like…”

“A home of a great novelist?”

“The home of a great novelist?”

Sagiri said. I nodded in agreement.

“Yes, it does feel that way.”

It felt like an antique image, like the surrounding area was
frozen in time for 50 years.

“Anyway, it really suited her image.”

“Wow ~ if I lived here, I might become a great novelist
too!”

“Nah, you wouldn’t.”

My little sister coldly said.

Elf happily went to the door, then turned back to me:

“Masamune! There is no door bell!”

“For real?”

Yes…this house…doesn’t have a bell…

“…Now what?”

I wanted to ask this question too. Without a bell, how could we
notify the people inside?

Before I could think of anything, Elf already began to hit the
door, shouting:

“Any ~~~~ body ~~~~ home ~~~!!!”

“You!!!!!”

“What? I’m calling to them.”

“I can see that, but is that how you call people? Use something
else!”

“Is that so? Then ~~~~ Mura ~~~~ masa ~~~ chan!! Come out and
play!!!”

It was even worse…!

I couldn’t even stop her, since Elf was hitting the door as hard
as she could. Maybe because we made too much noise, the door
quickly opened.

The person behind it was —

“…….Who are you all?”

A thin man in his kimono. His face showed many winkles, making
it difficult to guess his age. His eyes were very sharp, I could
almost feel his gaze.

“!!!”

I unconsciously took a few steps back. But in the end, facing
this terrifying man is a job for a man (me).

“Pleased to meet you. I’m Izumi Masamune. We are friends of
Senjyu Muramasa-sensei —-”

Before I could finish —

“Go home.”

The door slammed shut.

“Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh???”

Wh..what…just happened?

“Wait! Why did you close the door! Open it up!!!”

While I was stunned speechless, Elf angrily rushed forward and
hit the door until it opened again.

“I’m not going to let my daughter meet someone from the
publishing company again!”

Then the door slammed shut again.

“……………….”

“……………….”

“……………….”

We all looked at each other. What else can we do?

Kagurazaka-san…you really are good, to think you could ask for a
manuscript from this house. He doesn’t even let you say a word
before slamming the door into your face, how could you get your
result? Amazing.

“He said daughter, so he must be Muramasa-chan’s father,
right?”

“….Probably.”

“Maybe.”

Their appearance, their characters were so similar. If
Muramasa-senpai was a boy and 20 years older, she would look like
that.

“But why does it feel like I have seen him somewhere
before…”

“Nii-san, is that someone you know?”

“No…someone so terrifying…i should….not know him….”

Where have I seen him?

“Anyway, let’s leave it at that. What can we do now?” I asked
Elf and Sagiri.

“We are already here, there is no way we could go back empty
handed.”

“But….he won’t open the door for us.”

Let’s sneak in! It’s a steal mission! Make your way past a
mountain of traps and rescue your princess! Elf suggested.

“….You are just making it up, help me think of some realistic
way.”

“I’m serious!”

Don’t tilt your head and try to act cute!

“…Wait a sec. Let me ask Kagurazaka-san if she’s got any
idea.”

I sent her a message, which stressed “scary father” and
“terrifying.”

Less than ten seconds later, I got a reply. It said —

“Masamune, what does your editor say?”

“Let me see…er…. 「Thank you, it’s Kagurazaka. About what you
asked, there was a lot of trees in the eastern side of the house,
use that. Please be careful. 」.”

“………………….”

Careful my ass!

“Careful? So she got the same idea as Elf!”

I didn’t imagine that your editor knew ninja arts too! Now that
you mention it, her name Ayame really sounds like a female ninja!”
(TL note: Ayame is the name of a female ninja in the Tenchu series,
which is a famous ninja series from 2004 on the Playstation.)

“…..Seriously, is that a thief skill? Sagiri asked. I
replied:

“Well, now I really do need that skill.”

“Ahaha, I heard that there was a case where the author ran away,
forcing the editor to investigate and follow till Las Vegas.”

“That was just a rumor.”

“Compared to those novelists who run abroad to hide, a novelist
who enjoys playing Monster Hunter with her editor is much cuter,
right?”

“You play game with your elder brother?”

“Cow could you know that? No, it can’t be helped. I have made up
my mind, before I get the purple item set, I will not work.” (TL
Note: Probably a high level or rare item set, I don’t know since I
don’t play this game) (Editor note: It’s either an epic gear set,
which is typically purple in rarity, or the Yian Garuga armor set,
which is purple in style.)

“But you told me that recently, anime made you so busy that you
didn’t have time to play?”

“It was in the past.”

“Go home and begin your work now!”

“If I gave up half-way, I would be in no mood to work.”

She is so shameless.

“Besides….” Elf turned to me, speaking in a mysterious tone, “I
don’t feel at ease…if I leave you here alone.”

“What do you mean? Muramasa-senpai’s father is scary, true, but
it’s not like I’m going to face him.”

“No no ~ I meant ~ something else~”

Elf smiled and looked at the tablet in my hand.

“Right?”

A conversation that only girls can understand…I was left aside
while standing right here….

I coughed loudly, putting the conversation back on its
track:

“What now ? We can’t do anything at this rate —“

“Huh? Just do like I said.”

Elf mimicked a ninja and made a hand seal like in N*ruto, like
she was about to unleash a ninja art.

“…………..Stop kidding me.”

I felt so powerless. Climb the wall? Are you kidding me, if the
police arrived then I’m as good as dead.

Finally, we went to the eastern side to see where Kagurazaka-san
told us. True, when we arrived we saw many trees, but most of them
weren’t very high.

“….So Kagurazaka-san was telling the truth.”

She must be a skill thief. Call her Cat’s Eye Ayame from now
on!”

She was born abroad, and spent most of her childhood overseas.
To think that even she knew this name, seemed like she was deeply
affected by Japanese culture.

“Alright, let’s do it!”

Elf pulled her sleeves up and walked toward the tree. I stopped
her.

“Hold on a minute.”

“Huh? You are not stopping me.”

“Let me do it. Just take this and find somewhere safe to
wait.”

“Nii-san, are you going to climb up?” Sagiri asked from the
tablet.

I nodded, but Elf said “no” and did not take the tablet from
me.

“Let me do it. If they found out, someone as cute as me would be
easier to forgive than you.”

Well, that might be true.

“Are you going to climb in those clothes?”

“Crap…”

Her frilly dress is cute, but unsuited for such activities.

“See?”

“…………Grr”

Elf looked displeased, but she sighed, giving up.

“If the old man from before finds out, you can blame everything
on Cat’s Eye Ayame.”

Of course —

Still, I didn’t plan to actually go past the wall. It’s just
that if I didn’t do anything, Elf would, so I planned to climb up,
take a look around, then get down.

“Phew…phew…”

Breathing heavily, I was climbing with the dumbest pose in the
world. It took me quite some time to find a place to put my foot
down.

“Masamune ~~~ are you okay ~~~” Elf shouted from below.

“Shhhhhh! I’m okay! Be quiet! What if he found me!”

Seeing that Elf was covering her mouth, I calmed down and took a
look. Behind the wall, there was a small pond with trees, glasses.
Further away, there was a small room, with a girl inside.

“………….Ah…..uuuuuuuuu……….um……….”

The black-haired beauty flexed her shoulder. Today, she wore a
green sleeping suit; her breast looked like it was about to pop her
clothes open!

“ —– Uuughhh.”

I can swear that I just swallowed because her image today was so
different from the usual, not because of some dirty thought.

Yes. The girl who just woke up, who was defenseless was Senjyu
Muramasa-senpai.

Now…what? I found her….

Should I call her? If I did that in the current situation, would
people treat me like a stalker? Is there anyway for me to explain
myself?

I was hesitating, but time didn’t wait for anyone.

“I wanna sleep more…but I should get up….”

Normally, how could I see Muramasa-senpai in such a lazy
state?

“Um ~~”

She patted her cheek, then called with an unbelievably sweet
tone:

“Papaaaaaaaa ~~”

Papa???

What? Sen, senpai? What did you just say? Papa?

I felt my whole body freeze up.

“Papa, breakfast ~~~~”

She called again, still in that sweet tone. This time, someone
did answer. A voice which I’m familiar with.

“Coming ~~ ♥”

If this was a manga, there must be a “!” above my head by
now.

To think that Muramasa-senpai’s father would have such stiff
expression.

And….his tone…was so sweet! It even got a heart shape at the
end….!!

“….Crap…crap…”

While I was trying to get down, my ear still picked up her
conversation. Looked like Muramasa-senpai was talking with her
father.

“Papa, it was so noisy just now. Who was that?”

“Ah, someone from the publishing company ~~ Papa has chased them
all away!”

Hey!!

If this was a manga, I bet a vein would have been popped on my
forehead.

He continued:

“Hana-chan, breakfast is ready, hurry and get changed.”

“Sure ~~”

The girl called Hana happily replied, then she began to
undress.

So this is her room – no, crap, crap, crap!!!

If this continued, she would completely undress…while I have a
front row seat to see.

Muramasa-senpai ! You are so careless! Window! Close the window,
please!!!

“I….It….it’s ….not ….good…”

*Creekkkkkk*

Since I was trembling on the tree, the branch groaned loudly.
Elf asked, concerned for my well-being:

“Ma, Masamune, are you okay?”

“Sh!!! Quiet! It’s nothing! Nothing at all!”

I’m dead if I was found out now. There is no way I could explain
this.

“Really? You look so serious, what did you see?”

“….I can’t say it. It’s better if you and Sagiri don’t
know.”

I replied seriously, then turned back to the room.

“Ah.”

My eyes meet the girl’s eyes.

“………………………..”

Her hand was touching her button. The sacred treasure was about
to be opened. It looked like a dream.

“…………….”

“……………..”

Of course, for me, it was like hell. I broke into cold
sweat.

“Wh…wh…why…..”

Finally, she showed a reaction:

“Why….why….why are you hereeeeeeeeeee!!!”

Puff! Her face instantly reddened.

“No, no, don’t loooooooooooooooooooooooookkkk!!!”

Muramasa-senpai took a nearby pillow and threw it perfectly at
my face.

And then —

“Any, anyway, I…I got it.”

Ten minutes later, we finally arrived at the Umenozo house’s
living room to explain for Muramasa-senpai. We told her everything,
from why we came here to why I climbed up the tree. Of course, I
mentioned the manuscript for Demon Fantasy Blade Legend too, but
that was later.

Muramasa-senpai has changed into her usual kimono. She was
sitting in front of me, separated by a tablet. Elf sat next to
me.

Her father wasn’t here. Of course he wanted to stay, but
Muramasa-senpai said, “Papa, go out” and pushed him away.

He really treasured his daughter.

“Uuuuu…..”

Muramasa-senpai groaned, her face still red.

“I got it….I can’t believe it….you guys….who should I be angry
with….”

“Anyway, I didn’t come here to peak at you. That’s all you need
to know!”

“No no, don’t say it again!”

Muramasa-senpai covered her face with her hands. Elf coldly
said:

“…So, let’s think back when Masamune climb up the tree — Sh!!!
Quiet! It’s nothing! Nothing at all! “

“Don’t say something so misleading!”

“Ma, Masamune!”

“No senpai, please listen to me! I just lost focus for a moment,
there is no way I kept staring at you when you began to
change!”

“Mwuuuuuuuu……..please forget it…forget it.”

“……Nii-san…..bad.”

“Ah ~ you made a girl cry ~ what a horrible man.”

“Ugh.”

Taking a combination attack from three girls (one is a tablet)
made me really want to cry.

“Sorry!”

I stood up and bowed deeply.

“No, no, I…was too much too…I’m not that angry anyway, so there
is no need to apologize…Just…it was so embarrassing!”

Senpai shook her head in embarrassment, still hiding behind her
hand. I myself think that she looked cutest this way, though.

“Ah….what am I doing…”

Probably satisfied with seeing how beaten I was, Elf and Sagiri
changed their target to Muramasa-senpai.

“Ne, ne, Muramasa-chan, Muramasa-chan.”

“We have many things we wanted to say.”

“First, can you explain something really small for us?”

“…Wh, what?”

Both of the said in unison:

“What is with Papa” *2

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Muramasa-senpai screamed (cutely) then fell backward, her eyes
turned into > <. Her mouth also changed into a ㄟ shape, she
didn’t say anything.

“………………………”

Just like a cornered criminal, I could see she broke into cold
sweat.

“…………………”

She kept the silence for a minute, then finally….

“Huh, what are you talking about?”

“You are playing dumb?”

Even Elf was speechless at how shameless she was. I couldn’t
stand it either.

“Sen, senpai….it’s so obvious that you are acting dumb…”

“Huh, what are you talking about? I don’t understand
anything!”

“Papa, go out! I will explain later! Go outside!”

Elf repeated senpai’s word earlier, she even mimicked the
tone.

“I heard that myself.”

“You misheard.”

“I saw it too. Senpai, you were wearing sleeping suit, you said
Papa, breakfast ~~~~ .”

“It was just a magic.”

Just like an ending a fighting novel, she kept trying to ignore
us.

“So you have no intention of answering huh…then…”

Elf looked a bit angry, she put her hand around her mouth like
speaker, shouted:

“Papa! Come here for a momentttt ~~~~~~”

She…she….

I could only stared in shock. At the same time, the door opened

“Did you call me?”

….He really came.

By the way, Muramasa-senpai’s father was still had a stiff
expression….while wearing an apron with a bear image.

What a surreal scene….

Senpai was the first one recovered, she jumped up:

“Pa — father! Why are you here!”

“Because…someone call me? The girl over here…”

“Yes. I call you.”

Elf happily waved back, then asked:

“I have a question for you. What does your daughter call you at
home?”

“Papa.”

“Wahhhhhhhhhhh”

Muramasa-senpai jumped between us and waved her hands, trying to
erase what just happened. Of course it didn’t work.

“See?”

“Only at home! Is there a problem with that?”

“Nah, but are you embarrassed?

“I think it’s cute. I thought you would call your father Dad ,
but this is okay too.”

Sagiri agreed. Of course both of their opinions couldn’t cheer
senpai up.

“Uuuuuuuuuu.”

Muramasa-senpai squatted down, still hiding her face. Elf didn’t
stop her attack.

“Okay, now is the second question.”

“What is it?”

Senpai looked up. Elf looked at Muramasa-senpai’s father,
asked:

“You are the one who cooks meals, right?”

“Yes.”

“On, only on Sunday. Normally I help too! It’s not like he cooks
everyday!”

So that’s why he was the one who opened the door?

“Masamune, you have to trust me!”

“Yes yes, I trust you! Alright?”

Stop rocking my neck back and forth! Why did you ask me
alone?

While Muramasa-senpai was strangling me, her father sternly
looked at us, said:

“…Since my daughter asked, I went outside. But …what is your
relationship with my daughter?”

His clothing was ridiculous, but his aura was unchanged. I
answered:

“Just like I said, we are co-worker of Senjyu
Muramasa-sensei….”

“No, that wasn’t what I asked.”

“Huh?”

“What I meant to say is, how close you all are?”

Elf noticed, then she laughed and put a hand over
Muramasa-senpai’s shoulder.

We are friends. Good friends. Right, Muramasa-chan?”

“…………..Yes, friend…for now at least.” Muramasa-senpai replied
uncertainly.

Even Sagiri added “….Friend.”

“…Is that so.”

Muramasa-senpai’s father nodded before turned to me:

“And you?”

“………….”

If I answered wrong, would he kill me on the spot?

So this is the “life and death choice” that people talked
about.

What should I answer then…let’s go with friend for safety…

I took a deep breath —

Before I could say anything, Muramasa-senpai interrupted:

“He is Izumi Masamune-sensei, the novelist whose book that I
like, the one I like too.”

Crap!!!

“————“

Muramasa-senpai’s father froze. Elf and Sagiri added:

“By the way, he is my boyfriend.”

“……..But he said that he likes me the most.”

Hey!!! Don’t say something so dangerous!!!

It sound like I was three-timing!!! If I was a father of any
girl here, then that boy would not leave here alive!!!

“That, that was a misunderstanding!!”

I was about to explain, but Muramasa-senpai added:

“I’m going to tell you someday.”

Now I have nowhere to run.

“…………………”

Her father looked at me and Muramasa-senpai, then said:

“Misunderstanding?”

“Yes! This is all a misunderstanding!”

Of course aside from Elf, everyone was technically telling the
truth. But the timing was horrible!

Besides, unlike Elf, Muramasa-senpai said it in a very innocent
tone. So it was even worse.

“…I understand.”

Phew….

Thankfully he seemed to get it. He nodded with us:

“……..Let me show you my collection of swords and knives.”

“I understand!!!”

Nope, I took that back. He still didn’t understand!!

“Oh, don’t worry. They are just 100% replica, not a real
sword.”

“So it’s a real sword then!!”

“It was a joke.”

He didn’t sound like he was joking. Like father, like daughter.
They said they were joking, but their face was totally serious.

He “Hmm” then changed the topic:

“Have you eaten breakfast?”

“Yes.”

“We ate before coming.”

“We haven’t, since today is a weekend. Please wait here for a
while.”

“Yes.”

It’s not a good idea to keep them from eating. The manuscript
that Kagurazaka-san asked can wait. Both Elf and Sagiri agreed.

“Then let’s eat, Hana-chan.”

“Yes…I’m going out for a while. Feel free to read a book while
waiting.”

Her eyes stopped at a bookshelf, which is full of hard cover
novels.

“Oh, Muramasa, you are – Hana-chan?”

“Oh…um…”

Senpai looked down in hesitation, then she turned to us:

“My name is Umenozo Hana…please take care of me.”

Senjyu Muramasa, real name Umenozo Hana.

What an embarrassing explanation.

We wait for Muramasa-senpai at the living room.

“Phew….I’m so nervous.”

Finally I can take a break.

“I thought I was done for.”

“Ha, you are lucky that he didn’t draw a blade and strike you
down immediately.”

“Don’t joke like that!”

That’s why people say a woman is equally dangerous as a drawn
blade.

Sagiri’s voice came from the tablet:

“So…Hana-chan, huh.”

“She told us her real name.”

“Just as I foresaw, what a cute name.”

“So…how should we call her from now on?”

“Just Hana-chan. Bet she will be embarrassed.”

“Don’t do that. Have some pity.”

“Hoh ~?”

Aside from some very close friends – normally, online friends
only use a nickname or penname when meeting – using a real name is
embarrassing.

Still, since my penname is my real name too, I don’t feel
anything too much about this topic.

Elf lowered her tone, like she was about to change the subject
“Well…”

“Masamune, Sagiri…I …remember something very important.”

“Huh?”

“What’s it?”

“….You guys, take a look at this bookshelf.” She pointed at the
bookshelf by the wall.

“What’s so special about it?”

“Don’t you see anything?”

What? I can’t exactly see anything out of ordinary.

“Nii-san, I can’t see anything.”

“Alright…”

I put the tablet closer

“Huh?”

“Ah…” *2

Both of us realized.

We saw “the author’s name” of those hard-cover books. All of
them were written by the same author.

It said clearly that : Author – Umenozo Rintarou.

“Isn’t that a big shot? Wait, Umenozo? Don’t tell me…”

“That’s correct…”

Elf came to my side, confirming what I just noticed. Sagiri also
said:

“Nii-san, Elf-chan…I just search for his image from the
Internet. Take a look.”

She showed us the result.

“It’s really him!”

“I knew it!”

Both me and Elf looked at the image of Umenozo Rintarou. While
this image was much younger than the real person, everyone could
see that just adding a kimono, he would look exactly like
Muramasa-senpai’s father.

“So — the great novelist Senjyu Muramasa is the daughter of the
great novelist Umenozo Rintarou?”

“Hoh, so both of them are novelists.” Elf concluded.

“What a surprise.” I took a book and exclaimed.

“Nii-san, have you read his book?”

“Yes. His books aren’t really my type, but I knew that all of
them are very famous.”

I explained a bit for Sagiri about Umenozo Rintarou. Since
telling everything would take too long, I had no choice but to cut
some corner.

“- Anyways, this feeling has become one with any talk show.”

“So he is really good?”

“Of course.”

While light novel and hardcover books are different – Senjyu
Muramasa wasn’t behind Umenozo Rintarou, both are famous.

“So…is his book good?”

“No, it’s boring.”

That wasn’t me. That was someone’s answer in a tired tone.

“Muramasa-senpai.”

“Sorry for keeping you waiting.”

She entered the room and stopped next to me, her eyes focused on
the book in my hand.

“Father’s book is boring. At least I think so.”

“………..”

Yup, that explains why she has to write her own story to read –
because she couldn’t find any good books.

“I only like Masamune’s book.”

Wow…saying that with such an innocent face…I feel so good.

“…While your words fill me with happiness…please, I beg you,
never tell your father that.”

“But I already told him.”

“No wonder he was so hard on me!”

“So the reason we were almost kicked out before starting is
Nii’san!”

“…Yeah, that sounds about right.”

Hm, now thinking back, during our first meeting,
Muramasa-senpai’s father already looked strange.

But she shook her head.

“No, no. It’s not related to my favorite novel. Father just
doesn’t want me to meet someone from the publishing company.”

“Why?”

“Seems like he doesn’t want me to become a novelist.”

“But you are a novelist already.”

“I have no intention of giving up, either…”

Since her novel was long published, Muramasa-senpai is already a
novelist.

“Looked like father was worried (or worrying? Not sure which
would be better in context) about something…”

“Ahhh — “ *3

Aside from Muramasa-senpai, everyone immediately figured it
out.

“Considering how focued you are when writing, of course your
family would be worried.”

“He must be very worried. He doesn’t want to see you forgo
everything to write, so he tried to distance you from the
publishing company.”

“So…Nii-san is a harmful virus to Muramasa-chan.”

Don’t say it like that!? Why do you make me into a
criminal?

Not that I think about it, considering how your family is, it’s
a wonder that Kagurazaka-san could convince you to publish your
first novel.”

How the heck could she convince him?

“Back then, my father wasn’t like that.”

“Probably because he had no idea about your situation yet.”

“Maybe. Beside, Kagura…..zaka-san….”

Hey, you just forgot her name, right?

“She…she seems to be the daughter of my father’s savior.”

“Huh? For real?”

“Yes…so my father was easy on her.”

“I see. Everything is clear now.”

I’m not sure what this sentence is trying to say at all. My best
guess would be: Now I understand how she could still be okay after
climbing into this home more than once!

“Any other editor and my father would have drawn his blade.”

I don’t know if she was joking or not, but it’s scary.

“Hm, if that’s the case, then I doubt your father would agree
with the reason we came here .”

“Reason?” Muramasa-senpai tilted her head.

“Just like I said, I came to get your manuscript.”

“Ah! That!”

“Right. We didn’t come here to play.”

“Wait a sec, Elf. Didn’t you say it’s interesting before
sticking with me?”

“Did I? Who cares? Elf said, before thrusting her finger at
Muramasa-senpai: “Why didn’y you give her your manuscript?”

“Because I’m mad with her.”

So it’s Kagurazaka-san’s fault.

Elf continued:

“Reason?”

“…..Because she pushed me.”

“Pushed? You?”

“………………..That article in the magazine… about writing a chain
novel….”

“Chain nove?” I think back “You mean…the one that I’m taking
part in…a novel that was written by many authors?”

“Yes.”

Kagurazaka-san told me about it a few days ago.

“So, you aren’t going to join, right?”

“…Yes. I didn’t even know about it before reading that
magazine.”

Of course. Kagurazaka-san knew that you weren’t going to join,
so she didn’t ask you. So why are you mad?

“So what then?”

Just after I asked, Muramasa-senpai muttered:

“……………I hate it.”

“What exactly do you hate?”

“Everything.”

“That doesn’t explain anything for me.

“Be more specific please.”

“I hate the fact that you’re joining this event. I don’t want
you to join, even if that doesn’t concern me. I hate chain novels,
I don’t want to join, I don’t want to see it exist!”

What kind of reason was that?

“I knew it, Masamune is the culprit.”

Elf looked like she understood.

“What do you mean, I knew it?”

“You are the only one who could make Hana-chan this angry.”

“No no, don’t call me Hana-chan!!”

Muramasa-senpai rejected immediately. Seemed like she was still
mad.

“So, basically, it’s like this…” Elf said, while raising a
finger:

“Muramasa didn’t send her manuscript is because she was mad with
the editor department.”

“The reason is because Izumi Masamune is taking part in this
chain novel event.”

“She was mad because she wasn’t invited to an event that her
favorite author is taking part in.”

“Normally, Muramasa hated all kind of event.”

“So she doesn’t go to any.”

“Yes, it’s like that.”

“How unreasonable.”

Sagiri concluded in our place.

Muramasa-senpai blinked:

“Huh? What do you mean, unreasonable?”

“You are absolutely unbelievable.”

Turn out Kagurazaka-san didn’t do anything wrong.

Muramasa-senpai don’t want to come, but she was mad when she
wasn’t invited. So what do you want then?

“And why do you hate chain novels?”

It’s fun! Everyone joining hands together!

Hearing that question, Muramasa-senpai’s brow knitted.

“A novel is something I write myself. If I join hands with
someone else, it will become trash.”

“How could you be so sure?”

Senpai, why are you negative?

“Why should I join hands with someone who will drag me down?
Compared to a chain novel, my novel is much better.”

You are so full of yourself.

I don’t really agree, but her word was true.

“Listen, Masamune. The more people who write something, the more
likely it will become trash. I’m sure of it. This is the simple
truth.”

“There must be an exception.”

“No. For example, the manga of Sekaimo, if there is someone who
can do things that the original author couldn’t then it’s a good
thing.”

It was true. It was thanks to Army-sensei and Eromanga-sensei’s
help that I could have valuable illustration.

But that meant Muramasa-senpai acknowledged Army-sensei. Even if
they had argued in the past.

She continued, a hint of anger in her tone:

“But a chain novel is different, there is no exception. All of
the participants are novelists, each of them have their own story
that only they can tell. That’s why nothing good can come out of
the result. Someone will drag everyone down. They have to match
with each other. Just a single person without enough motivation can
ruin everything. You see, none of the chain novels become a
hit.”

“I don’t agree with this opinion. Chain novels have some good
story too. Maybe sometime a moment of brilliance can appear.”

“seems like we can’t reach an agreement. But I’m sure that I’m
right.”

“Then let’s give it a try.”

“ – Huh?”

Seemed like she didn’t expect my solution.

“You say a lot, but I bet you have never taken part in writing a
chain novel before, have you?”

“No. So what of it?”

“Then let’s give it a try. Only then you can see how fun writing
a chain novel is.”

“…With everyone here?”

Muramasa-senpai looked around. I nodded.

“Yes – what about you, Elf?”

“Sound good to me.”

“Eromanga-sensei, you take care of illustration.”

“…….If Izumi-sensei joins….then I will too…And I don’t know
anyone with that name!”

“Thank you both. How about now, Muramasa-senpai?”

“I will not change my mind….beside, I don’t want to drag you
down, Masamune.”

“Why so serious! Just do it for fun.”

“…….How….could you have so much fun writing…”

“Why not? We aren’t going to write something to sell – just for
fun.”

“…Then…I got it, I will try.”

Muramasa-senpai didn’t look convinced, but she reluctantly
agreed.

“Good ~! Now I feel fired up!”

“I don’t care anyway! But don’t you think that three people is a
bit too small to play this game?”

“You are right.”

“We need at least four people.” Elf said while raising four
fingers.

So —

While I was thinking, Muramasa-senpai said with some
hesitation.

“Wait a sec. I will do it, but I don’t want someone else to drag
me down.”

“Really, Hana-chan, so you acknowledge that I will not drag you
down huh?”

“No. You are annoying, but I will let it slide since you are a
friend.”

“Oh, I see!”

So is their friendship good or bad?

“What now? It’s not easy to find a novelist that Hana-chan
acknowledges…”

“Hm…Muramasa-senpai, you said that as long as it’s a friend, you
don’t mind that person, right?”

“Yes.”

“I forbid you from calling Shidou.” Elf stopped me.

“Why?”

“He is not going to write anything for now.”

“Ah…”

She wasn’t wrong….

“So what now?”

“We already have someone. Someone more famous than anyone here,
someone close to Muramasa, that person is right here.”

“Huh? Who – ah, you mean —“

Elf grinned then put her hand into a speaker, shouted:

“Papaaaaaaaaaaa ~~~~~~~~~ Come here for a moment ~~~”

*Clak clank *

“What do you need?”

“Wow!!!”

He appeared near instantly!

“Did you hear what we said?”

“Yes, I was passing by.”

Liar! You must have been waiting behind that door! Look how fast
you appear!

Rintarou-sensei said seriously:

“….In other words, you want me – Umenozo Rintarou – to take part
in writing a chain novel with light novel authors like you,
right?”

“Yes. The topic of our story is The meeting between a boy and a
girl .”

“Elf raised her chest, speaking without fear. His pressure did
nothing to faze her. But I doubt he would agree, though…

However, he nodded.

“No problem.”

“Eh?”

“Really?”

“Pa, Papa!”

Did he hear Elf? The great novelist Umenozo Rintarou take part
in writing chain novel with some kid, especially with topic The
meeting between a boy and a girl .

Is this really happening?

Seeing how surprised we all are, he asked:

“Don’t you think I couldn’t write it?”

“….No…of course not…but your style is so different…”

Explain light novel would take too long, but in layman’s term
his style with long, careful structural sentence don’t suit us. If
he join us – then the end result would look very weird – something
horrible would be born.

“So what? Nothing wrong with that, right? Or playing chain novel
is not that simple?”

“……………”

He saw throught me.

That’s right. Nothing wrong with that. It’s clear that the end
result would be weird anyway.

But that’s okay,

That’s why I asked to write with Muramasa-senpai! Of course
asking Umenozo Rintarou was too much…

Elf put a hand on my shoulder.

“Give it up Masamune. He said he wants to join.”

Why does she look so happy?

“Hahaha, writing with my daughter…wonderful.”

Oh fine. It’s good anyway. While writing with her father made
Muramasa-senpai uncomfortable, she didn’t outright reject that
idea.

We began to write our chain novel in the living room of the
Umenozo household.

There was a tablet, chair, laptop ready, waiting for us. Wow…is
this a tool from a great novelist? Will each of us take turns using
it?

Muramasa-senpai’s father was the first to sit down in front of
the laptop.

“Me first. No one has any problem, right?” Elf said.

I don’t think she will listen to anyone’s opinion now. Here come
trouble.

“…Eh…Elf…let him start…”

She put her hands on her hip, said:

“Let me write first!”

“Hm, is it a problem if I write first?”

“Position is important in this kinds of game. Even if our style
wouldn’t connect well, I can’t let someone with the highest chance
of ruining it go first.”

Do you have to say it out?

“…….Ruin….?”

See? Look how speechless he is!

Rintarou-sensei froze for a few seconds, then he blushed,
coughed, said:

“Just now…does that mean…all of you think that I couldn’t write
literature for teenagers?”

“Yes!” * 4

We all agree.

“…………….”

He narrowed his eyes, angrily said:

“I, I can do it!”

“Really? Have you read any light novels recently?”

“Um…all I have to do is go online and check How to become a
novelist! See, I have contributed a lot to this site!”

“You ….know how to go online?”

What the heck is he doing?

He opened the website and showed it to us. Muramasa-senpai
coldly said:

“Since his novel was published, he turned into this…”

Ah…Papa only wanted to have something in common to talk about
with his daughter…

“He is still full of life. Let me take a look.”

Elf interrupted and looked at the screen. She went immediately
paled, said:

“Wow, what low rating. So in the current age, the fame of
Umenozo Rintarou has already been forgotten?”

“No no! It was my first contribution, so there was a lot I
didn’t get right! The next time is going to be okay.”

What a lame excuse. His image has collapsed in my eyes.

Rintarou-sensei kept holding on the laptop, said:

“Anyway, I will write first! I will be first! No one else
will!”

“Well, he is Muramasa-chan’s father for sure.”

“Wh, what? I’m unlike that…! How….impolite!”

Nah, I agreed. You two are so alike. Especially how capricious
you both are.

Senpai (still blushing) tried to calm down:

“…He is not going to change his mind in this case. Please let
him go first.”

“…Sure.”

“Can’t be helped then.”

Both Elf and Sagiri agreed. I don’t care anyway.

In the end – it’s for fun. What I aimed for is “the process when
everyone takes turns writing.”

“Okay, I will go first. The topic is The meeting between a boy
and a girl , right?”

Maybe – he knew it too, and purposefully played the role of the
clown.

“…Nii-san, I need to prepare illustration. Ask him how the
character would be.”

“Sure.”

Sagiri is afraid of strangers, so she hid for a while. I asked
him about the draft layout character —

The result was —

“Draft? What is that? Does it taste good?”

I took back what I said earlier. It’s just the way he is.

Umenozo Rintarou sat down and immediately start typing. Totally
different from the technology blind Muramasa-senpai.

Since she had nothing to do to kill time, Elf muttered:

“……He uses a laptop…I thought he would be like novelists from
the old time….”

“I don’t think anyone still uses pen and paper to write, aside
from Muramasa-senpai.”

“Don’t say it like that, it’s not like I can’t use a
laptop.”

Yeah, you can still read my web novel.

Rintarou-sensei suddenly said:

“Alright you guys – I’m uploading this story to the cloud
server, you can use a tablet or smartphone to read it now.”

Rintarou-sensei is so good with technology!

On the other hand, Muramasa-senpai paused, puzzled:

“Cloud? Tablet? Masamune, what is father talking about?”

“Who is the teenager here?”

Rintarou-sensei wrote very fast, and since we read via cloud
server, we don’t have to wait too long.

“Good writing. It’s literrally a wall of text, but once I read
it I can’t stop.”

“Then why did his contribution rate so low?”

“Did he act stupid on that website?”

“He was a newbie online, but a bigshot in real life.”

“Hey, I heard you!”

Wow, good hearing.

“I told you, that was because I’m not used to that site yet! As
long as I know how to make my paragraph easier to read, reordering
my words to make it clearer, it’s a piece of cake.”

He was very passionate. Seemed like his conviction is real.

“I have a plan already in place. Next time, I will be the
victor.”

“What say you, web novel specialist Izumi-sensei?”

“That plan is far from enough. I don’t think he will succeed
next time.”

“Brat! You dare?”

“By the way, why did you try web novels when you were already a
great novelist?”

Umenoz Rintarou just didn’t suit this.

“Please be aware of you image. You are a real big shot.”

“That’s what others expect out of me, why should I care?”

He kept typing, but he gave Muramasa-senpai a look.

“Novels are not something too special. As long as you enjoy
reading, it’s fine. I think it’s the most memorable in
entertainment. You only satisfy your own arrogant ego if you pursue
it too hard, do you understand? Novelists are human too, there is
nothing special about us. Professional or amateur, masterpiece or
crap is only separated by a thin line. As long as people enjoy it,
those things are not important.”

Suddenly, he smiled gently with his daughter:

“So just write it with a clear mind. No need to give up eating
and resting to write.”

“No wonder your story is boring.”

Muramasa-senpai’s voice was cold and harsh.

Their points of view were as different as chalk and cheese.
Muramasa-senpai’s way was too harsh – but Rintarou-sensei is too
lax – or was it something he learned after all those years?

He is a novelist, but the way he thinks about it – I felt that
he doesn’t really care.

But…he truly cares about his daughter.

Seeing his daugher rejected his idea, he only laughed:

“As long as you can read a book that you like, I only hope that
among those stories that you like, there is something that we can
read together.”

A while later —

“It’s finished.”

The first chapter written by Umenozo Rintarou is done. We
finished it in no time.

After reading it, here is our reaction:

“….Nii-san, what is this kanji? It’s so hard to read.”

“…See? Boring.”

Basically, Sagiri and Muramasa-senpai was against it. Well, the
problem is…

Anyway, let’s start from the beginning.

The first chapter’s story is like this —

It was about a story between a normal boy and an ill girl who
was dreaming of becoming an artist.

They were close friends since childhood. Since the girl’s body
was weak, she rarely went outside and only has the boy as a friend.
The setting is the Showa era (TL Note: From 12/25/1926 to
1/7/1989). The girl lived in an old house and wrote her story from
there.

This – this feels so real.

The older the girl became, the more she wanted to go outside,
the more it showed through her pen.

In the age without Internet, the only one who can read her story
is her childhood friend.

The boy wasn’t interested in art, but because of his love, he
happily read her stories and talked about them with her, creating a
bridge between them.

This continued until both of them reach adulthood.

The girl’s passion grew even hotter, sometimes unnatural. The
boy noticed, but was powerless to do anything. He knew that the
girl’s happiness lie in this life style.

The girl lived as happily as she could, while the boy was very
worried, but kept trying to live nonetheless. Life continued.

Until the day the girl passed away, leaving behind her
words.

— I haven’t finish any picture. I’m not satisfied.

***-kun. What can I do? I don’t want to leave the drawing
board.

Hearing the last word from his lover, the boy smiled and
said:

— Then let me draw in your place.

And so, the boy was cursed.

He spent half of his life, trying to live a life that he hated.
All because of a promise with the girl.

A very unhappy ending.

“What kind of ending is that?””

“Please, do you even know how to write chain novels?”

The ending was so depressing that all of us yelled. But Umenozo
Rintarou-sensei ignored us all, and said:

“How is that? This should suit teenager’s tastes nowadays,
right?”

“Yeah, the text is good.”

“But the story is not! The story!!”

“The female protagonist died already!”

“What can we do when the story ended with chapter one?”

Rintarou-sensei gave me the laptop.

“Izumi Masamune-sensei.”

“Yes?”

“Next, write whatever you like.”

“This….”

“Pushing the hard work to the next author is the fun part of
writing a chain novel, right?”

“There should be a limit to it!”

He…I knew that he wasn’t naïve! I think he is doing this on
purpose!

“If it’s Hana-chan’s beloved author Izumi Masamune-sensei, you
should be able to fix it, right?”

“Are you kidding me?”

I don’t have anything with senpai…why did it feel like a father
in law harrassing his son in law! Strange!

“Of course! Masamune surely can do it!”

“Muramasa-senpai, please don’t answer in my place in this time
and place!”

“Eh? But you can do it, right?”

“………………..”

She trusted me completely! But…I can’t!!

It’d be much better if I could say it out!

“Hoh ~ she is right, Masamune.”

“…Can you do it, Nii-san?”

“….Uggg…”

Both Sagiri and Elf pushed me.

I sighed —

“Alright! Whatever it takes!”

Let me write a happy ending for this story!

And so —

We added a house rule stated that the writer is allowed to pick
the next one. As a second place, I sat on Rintarou-sensei’s place
totally fired up. Play it by ear is Izumi Masamune’s specialty. I
wrote a lot of stuff every day.

“Still, it’s a hard topic….”

I said that, but my hand didn’t stop typing. All of my content
was uploaded to the cloud server as soon as possible.

“Masamune, how are you going to continue the story after this
super depressing ending?”

Hearing Muramasa-senpai’s question, I answered bluntly:

“I will fix it with my usual style!”

“Eh?”

“Usual style?”

Rintarou-sensei glanced at me, like he was asking “Let me see
what you have”

I replied:

“Simply put – I will turn the female protagonist into a ghost
then possess the male protagonist! Then she will have a fight for
her love against the boy’s little sister!”

“You forcefully changed it into humour story?”

“And you made up another little sister?”

“A depress ending changed into a love comedy? Is this…okay?”

“It’s a chain novel. Of course it’s okay.” I said without any
ounce of shame.

If I was an author from Fujimi Mystery Bunko, I could even do
more. This was nothing.

“Alright – let’s see how I can pull this off! Make the setting a
little less dark, add some comedy, some ecchi, Eromanga-sensei,
it’s your turn.”

“Leave it to me.”

As soon as I mentioned ecchi illustration, she became
interested.

“Haha, what about the beginning? How will you change the dark
setting into something fun?”

“I have to thank you, Rintarou-sensei for making this setting
up. I will use them all, no problem.”

For example, there is a manga about a girl who is anti social,
who barely able to talk with other (TL Note: Probably a reference
to the manga  It’s not my fault that I’m not popular ) or a
group of friendless students who hang out together in their own
group (TL Note: A reference to the novel Boku wa Tomodachi ga
Sukunai, which has a very cute little sister). I can use the most
depressing setting to make a comedy without any problem.

So I don’t have to fear it. Everything will be fine, I’m a pro
at writing comedy.

“Let’s see…the female protagonist possessed the male protagonist
but couldn’t get out when they needed to take a bath…”

“Wait, why are you stripping them naked?”

“Special summon! A way to strip the ghost of the female
protagonist!”

“You asked some one else?”

“When she was embarrassed, her clothes become transparence! Kang
kang! Just like this!”

“Eromanga-sensei already finished an illustration! Good, I will
use it right away.”

I kept writing. Muramasa-senpai muttered:

“….Is this gonna be okay?”

“No problem, it’s a chain novel after all.”

“Saying it now might be a bit late, but it looks like this story
is ruined. The first chapter is so beautiful, but the second
chapter is so silly.”

“Nah, we are having fun anyway.”

Compared to when I made my debut, I was much better already.

“Good ~ I only need to end this….hm……..how should I do this
……………”

“So fast! Still typing while thinking! Disgusting!”

“Huh? You guys don’t do the same?”

“You are the only one still writing while having no idea what to
write next. Are you going to leave the climax for the next
person?”

“Don’t worry, I have an ending in mind.”

“Then let me see.”

“I want to see too.”

The famous author father and daughter came to me. During this
time, Eromanga-sensei just kept drawing while humming a song
happily.

I annouced to all of them:

“Both of the main characters marry, and have a child.”

“…..Perfect ending…but this is only chapter two.”

“Really, Izumi Masamune. Do you know how to play this game?”

I don’t want to hear that from the person who threw me such hard
topic.

“…Masamune…it’s not a problem if you write this perfect
ending…but what more can be developed? And how could the female
protagonist – who is a ghost – have a kid? Don’t you think that’s
strange?”

“Don’t worry.”

“Really? I got a bad feeling.”

Seeing how worried Elf was, I slowly pushed the laptop to
her:

“Yamada Elf-sensei will take care of it.”

“I knew it!”

Pushing the difficult part to the next author is part of the fun
of this game.

“Ahaha, Elf’s expression was priceless.”

“It was painful to watch her having a headache in front of the
computer.”

After I finished my part, Muramasa-senpai took me for a walk.
She said she wanted to talk about something, so…. well, here I
am.

“Just leave it to her, she will think of something…of course it
will take time.”

I rarely saw Elf work, but when she worked seriously, she became
another person. Scary.

How scary, you asked? After finishing a page, she will open some
mobile game and “reward herself” by buying something in-game.

Everytime she finished a page, she would buy something. Every.
Single. Time. If she gets some SSR item, she will boast to everyone
to see.

Of course that also meant she couldn’t write very fast. This was
her way of avoiding reality.

Besides, now wasn’t the time to say “It’s my turn to shine!” Her
job is novelist, not some random Black Swordsman. (TL: i.e.
Kirito)

“I wonder when can she finish.”

“….Um.”

Eromanga-sensei was the same, she was all focus on drawing now.
So I’m so free that Muramasa-senpai take me outside.

“Senpai, where are we going?”

“…Well…”

Muramasa-senpai didn’t reply. She looked like she was trying to
say something, but couldn’t. It took her a while before she finally
managed to talk.

“…….My room.”

Muramasa-senpai’s room is a small, normal room. I entered and
took a look around.

It was almost empty, only having a bed and table. This was the
first time I saw a novelist’s room without a bookshelf.

I couldn’t find any good book – She once told me that.

There were many notebook on the table, the kind that elementary
school student used. They stacked into a tall tower. Next to them
were many hanging hook, which held illustrations, handbook, short
stories, etc….

Izumi Masamune’s story was carefully arranged neatly on the
table.

She didn’t have a computer or bookshelf, but this room clearly
was a novelist’s room.

“So….this is Muramasa-senpai’s room.”

“….Yes….but…while it’s your first time in here….you have already
seen everything.”

“By chance! I only saw this room by chance! Everything was a
coincidence! I didn’t have a clear look.”

Because I was so focused on the girl who was changing – of
course I couldn’t say that out loud.

“How should I put it….this room seemed like you.”

“I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad hearing that.
Please use the cushion over there to sit down.”

“Sure.”

We sat down in front of each other.

“…………”

“…………”

Somehow, both of us didn’t say anything.

Why am I so nervous – this is not my first time meeting a
beautiful girl, like Elf or Sagiri. It’s strange.

“Sen, senpai, why don’t you say something?”

Please say something, I can’t bear it anymore!

“Did you call me here without a reason…”

Muramasa-senpai shook her head.

“……..I’m so nervous that I forgot what I was about to tell
you.”

I almost fall face first when she said that.

“….Because…because….I can’t help it! This is the first
time…aside from family…that I let a boy into my room!”

“Ah, I see.”

Well, now I felt a little nervous too.

“What about your friends at school?”

“I’ve never brought anyone home. Father is very famous, so
people did ask to come, but I rejected them all.”

“Why?”

“…………….Because I’m not good at dealing with people.”

It sounded sad. It seemed I asked a wrong question.

Of course, that fact should be obvious. If she acted this way at
school then she wouldn’t make any friends.

“I….” Still squatted down, she lowered her head. “I thought
that…I couldn’t make any friends.”

“What do you mean?”

“…When…when I was chatting with my classmates…I didn’t exactly
enjoy it.”

Her voice didn’t sound happy. Rather, it was full of guilt.

“When people were laughing, I couldn’t. I wondered if the topic
they just spoke of was that funny? Even television programs or
music….no matter how much I wanted to get close to them…I couldn’t
smile. Everytime I forced myself to smile, I only felt worse.”

“Ah —“

I can actually understand that…but I couldn’t tell her.

That was something I felt too.

Because of my job, because of my little sister – sometimes, I
felt that I couldn’t understand my own classmates. Of course, it
caused me to be unable to hold a conversation with them – creating
a damn cycle.”

But in the end, we were classmates. We had to see each other
every day. Those times were very hard for me.

Thankfully, they all understood what happened to my family.
Thankfully, I have such understanding friends like Tomoe, who
allowed me to make it through.

“What people find funny, I don’t find it funny. When I tried to
find something fun, people don’t enjoy it…The more I tried to
explain, the worse the atmosphere became. I think they wanted to
say This topic is boring, let’s talk about something else. I…after
a few times, I gave up.”

“I think what you consider fun is different from most people,
and your hobby is…”

That was the reason she could write those personality-filled
stories.

But she liked my stories, to say it sound bad. Does that mean
only weirdos can like my stories?

And the topic that “people found boring” was probably my
stories. No, thinking about it hurt so much.

I was deeply hurt, but still answered:

“Senpai, you are making it too serious. I think those classmates
of your might think that topic is boring while talking
happily.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. But they still smile despite how boring it was – because
they are friends.”

Whatever topic is fine, the main thing is everyone talking about
random stuff. Who would want to hear about something that
nerve-wrecking. Any random things is fine.

Also, by talking about random things, any listener can join in
without worry. It’s so simple, why can’t senpai do it?

“Anyway, senpai. Nine times out of ten, Elf’s stories are
boring, right.”

“Yes! She kept talking without pause, either about random stuff
or something I couldn’t make head or tail of. How about doing your
job and playing, how about her sales, I think all of them are
meaningless!”

I knew it!

“But….I don’t hate talking with her about that.”

“…………..”

Muramasa-senpai’s face instantly reddened. Then she
whispered:

“…..Me too.”

It’s great that she could hold a conversation with others
now.

“Beside…ah…maybe your classmates find your topic boring…but I…I
enjoy talking with you.”

“Eh?”

“Senpai likes Izumi Masamune’s story. I like Senjyu Muramasa’s
story. We have many things to talk about. I like this topic. I can
talk about it all day!”

“………Yes…yes…….That’s right!”

She nodded several times, then suddenly hugged me

“Wait wait, sen, senpai —-“

“I like you! I like you the most!!”

This charming smile instantly pushed me to fall backward.

“You really are my fate! My dream prince on a white horse!”

“——!——-!!!”

Breast! Her breast…! So soft — no, no, I meant
I’m….suffocating!

“Pheww!!!”

I gathered all of my remaining strength and pushed her breast
away, finally took a deep breath.

“Sen, senpai….calm….calm down please!”

“Ah….”

She finally returned to her normal self. She was literrally on
top of me, her face deep red.

“ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ UUUUUU….I….can’t stop myself…..”

“It’s okay! No problem!”

Crap, so dangerous!

Elf was thinking about my feeling before attacking.
Muramasa-senpai didn’t, she wanted, and she did it anyway.

I could feel my face was getting hotter and hotter.

“……..Well………Senpai…..how about………you………get up?”

Please, please! Hurry, before it’s too late!! My will power is
at its limit!

“……..I….my whole body couldn’t move….”

Same here! I didn’t know that when a beautiful girl pushed me
down, my body will become powerless.

“……Uuuuu.”

Her face right in front of me. Her moist eyes, her redden cheek.
Her breast slightly hidden behind the kimono.

“……………….. Masamune.” She whispered into my ears with a sweet
tone.

“…..Ugh..”

My head was chaos. I couldn’t think of anything. My body felt
powerless, I couldn’t do anything.

“…………..”

“……………”

We looked at each other for a long time.

“……….. Masamune…..I …noticed something….” She said, looking
directly into my eyes.

“~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

My final act of defense was closing my eyes, prepare for the
inevitable —

“It’s strange! Normally, in a story, our position should be
reversed!”

And that was how she cleared the atmosphere.

Well….she wasn’t wrong.

We stood up and hurried back to our previous position.

“…………….”

“…………….”

Another moment of silence.

“About… Masamune…I asked you to come here because of something…”
She looked up at me, said.

“Yes, what is it?”

“……………Um….well…………”

She hestitated for a moment, then suddenly she took a pen nearby
and began to write.

“Please wait a second.”

“——–“

Just looking at her back was enough to charm me.

She wrote with a serious expression, and —

“Here —“

With her eyes closed, Muramasa-senpai gave me her letter.

“I…I’m bad at talking….so I couldn’t tell you directly.”

With reddened cheeks, her face looked like she was about to
cry.

“….Please read it instead.”

“Sure….”

I took the letter from Muramasa-senpai. What beautiful hand
writing, let’s see what she wrote here.

To Masamune.

A lot happened today.

First, you looked into my room. Please forget it imediately

“…Well, okay.”

But it was deeply carved into my mind, I couldn’t exactly
forget.

Next, you came to my house.

My father was very happy to meet my friend. It has been a long
time since I last saw him like that.

“Really? Your father looked very angry to me.”

“No, he was happy. He paid you a lot of attention.”

“I think he was testing me….”

This is the first time that friends came to my home. I don’t
know what to do, and I think I made a mistake or two. But since you
are already here, and I made you worry. Sorry.

“You are welcome.”

It’s embarrassing to read this letter in front of the
writer.

“Um….”

I think she felt the same.

I turned to the next page.

Third…and the most surprising today…is that I write a chain
novel. I never thought that I would do that someday.

But I fear that the story is not going to be very good.

“The first one to write is your father. Sorry.”

But now, I think it’s “interesting”.

To have friends coming to play during weekend, everyone write a
story together, chatting about random things…

Normally, I would never have this feeling. I felt both happy and
angry.

What would Elf’s story be?

What ending would I write for it?

Why did I think this way?

Now, I can finally smile.

Because it’s fun. Because it’s happy. I want to smile.

It felt strange. But I don’t hate it.

This must be what you were trying to show me, right?

“..Yes, that’s right.”

If the reader think it’s “interesting” then even if the story is
messed up, even if the details are ridiculous, as long as people
find it “interesting”, it is okay.

Writing chain novels allowed both the writer and the reader to
have fun. That was what I believed in.

“….You are always like that.”

You show me a “very interesting book” in the world.

You fought tooth  and nails against someone as self-center
as me, then you won.

You accepted my feeling, and sincerely faced it.

When I couldn’t write anymore, you showed me a new way.

If you didn’t force me to write a chain novel, I would never
have understood how “interesting” it is. You…always think for
me.

“Masamune, thank you.”

“It, it’s nothing…I didn’t do much.”

It’s great for us to meet.

It’s great for us to become friends.

Today we had fun, that’s enough. I’m the one who should thank
you.

“Senpai.”

“Um!”

Muramasa-senpai looked up. I purposedly laughed evily.

“Say it yourself.”

“I, I asked you because I couldn’t! Elf always butts heads with
me, and Sagiri is a sexual harrasser! I’m not going to say it to
them….”

“Just say it directly.”

“No no, I can’t. It’s embarrassing!”

“No matter how clumsy you said it, it’s better if you say it
yourself.”

That’s why I was moved by your confession!

“Uuuuuuu ~~”

Muramasa-senpai groanned. I pat her shoulder:

“Alright, senpai, let’s head back. It’s about time Elf finished
avoiding reality (playing game). Maybe she is already done.”

“…I’m the last one huh. I fear that she will give me an insanely
hard ending.”

“It’s fine.”

“Ah —“

Our conversation was very normal, without anything special, but
she smiled.

“That’s right.”

We returned to the living room.

When we get back, Yamada Elf-sensei had finished.

“….I could never imagine that you could continue after giving
birth to a kid this way.”

Muramasa-senpai’s father – Umenozo Rintarou-sensei was
impressed. I don’t know if he really meant it or not, but Yamada
Elf-sensei was clearly enjoying it.

“I have come too far to give up! Ahahaha, that’s right, that’s
something only the heaven-born Yamada Elf could do!”

“No one is praising you, we are surprised because you just
ignored too much difficulty in the setting. You don’t add anything
new, but you changed the main character in chapter one into a
supporting character, idiot.” Muramasa-senpai said.

“This is a love comedy, anything is fine! Beside, I added the
new details when the boy and the girl suddenly meet “

“…Well, the third chapter looked good for me. But it’s gonna be
even more difficult, considering both of them are already lovers.
What next?”

“Masamune, you are the only one who have no right to say
it!”

“Elf-chan added too many characters — too many! Drawing them all
is so hard!”

“Do your best! Eromanga-sensei  can do it!”

“I don’t know anyone with this name!”

“So, Yamada Elf-sensei, how could I fix this messed up story
with my final chapter?”

“Don’t worry….”

“Senjyu Muramasa-sensei will do it.”

“I knew you would said that!” We all said in unison.

“………………..”

Muramasa-senpai put a hand on her chest, closed her eyes for a
moment before nodded slowly.

“Okay, I will think of a way.”

“So confident, huh.”

“What would the story be, Muramasa-chan?”

“Probably a burning romantic story.”

“Wait senpai. They are already lovers, what else can you
possibly added?”

“I have wrote about the underdog turning the tables a few times
before. My character will keep her head high and keep going! As the
writer, I hope I could do the same!”

Her words sounded like it wasn’t limited to this game?

“Masamune, I…I don’t know much about love. I don’t know to read
the atmosphere, I do everything without thinking. I’m stupid, I
only know how to express my feelings the most basic way! So after
our first meeting, I knew that I made a mistake, I knew that I
spoke too much, I could only hope that I wouldn’t make that mistake
again.”

Suddenly, she smiled.

“…But that’s not a reason to give up. That’s not a reason to
surrender without a fight.”

She raised her chest, annouced:

“I will use my pen to give this story a perfect ending.”

“Only then…you can like me a bit, right?”

On the way back home from the Umenozo’s household, I got a call
from Kagurazaka-san.

“Izumi-sensei ~~ have you got the manuscript from
Muramasa-sensei for me?”

“Ah, sorry, I forgot.”

“Hah? What have you done?”

“Sorry, too much happened. But it should be fine now. I, Yamada
Elf-sensei, Umenozo Rintarou-sensei write  a chain
novel….”

“Wait! Yamada Elf-sensei, Umenozo Rintarou-sensei and Senjyu
Muramasa-sensei write a chain novel?”

“Izumi Masamune-sensei wrote it too!”

“Nah, you aren’t important.”

So honest.

“You worried me too much! I thought something big happened.”

“It should be fine. Muramasa-senpai’s mood improved a lot. She
will write soon –“

“—I have to read that chain novel written by a group of
weirdos!”

“Huh?”

“I’m on my way. Just wait. Bye!”

*Click*

I think she would only meet with rejection.