A life with the Author

{Who`s gonna carry the boats!!! And the logs!!!}

Besides being a person I instantly vibe with, the Author is also a great gym bro. We have our first contact yesterday yet I feel like I have known him for years.

I instantly form a connection with him.

It`s weird.

{Stop thinking gay shit and push!!}

I am currently inside my own gym which is in the room right next to mine. The place has almost all the usual gym equipments but it is rather cramp inside since everything is of the heaviest and biggest weight.

I made this gym when I surpassed the human strength as I could already beat the world records when it comes to weight lifting. People looking at me weirdly and checking if my weights are fake or not was rather annoying even before I surpass the human strength.

I am currently doing a bench press. The weight is 150 kg and I have done more than a hundred reps.

I am doing it the Goggins style which is to take a small weight and doing as many reps as possible. The Author convinced me to do this.

And I have to say it is way more painful than doing heavy weights. My arms and chest are burning.

{Don`t listen to your mind, you run this body motherfucker!!} he hype me up and he succeed.

I am hyped up!!!

Sweat running down my face and my muscle screaming at me to stop, yet I didn`t.

I push.

Again.

And again.

And again.

And yet again.

My arm is jelly now, I am pretty sure I have used up all my energy. I can`t do it anymore.

Yet....

{You still have at least 10 more reps in you!!}

Yes. I can`t give up. The Author said that I can do 10 more. He must be right, he is the Author afterall.

I push again.

{Lightweight baby!!}

I push.

'I can do this.'

I push again.

'I can do this!!'

My arms gave out.

'I can`t do this.'

The weight slip out of my grip and fall on my chest. That took my breath away and it's not in a romantic way.

I fall down on the ground. In pain.

I can`t breath. I think I`m dying.

{No you can`t die!! The story is just starting!!"

I try to breathe but something is clogging my throat. I should have stopped insted of listening to my useless author.

I lay there on the ground, on death`s door. The only thing that`s keeping me alive is my pride. 'I won`t die to a 150 kg of weight. At the very least only 300 kg should kill me.'

{Don`t worry bro. I will make sure to put in more weights if you die. I promise in the news it will say you died under the weight of 300 kg.}

'You are not helping.'

The door to my gym room slam open and my mother rush in.

She is wearing a dangerously thin black lingerie but she has no time to worry about that as she come to me and scoop me up, before placing my head on her thighs.

Her morning face is as pretty as ever, indicating that she is as beautiful as she is even without makeup.

"Yuito!! Are you alright?" she says in worry.

Her unkept purple hair dangle to my face, tickling it. She looks so-

I stop myself from that train of thought.

'One day with you and look how you influence me.'

{I don`t know what you talking about.}

I am finally able to breathe again. But the pain in my chest still lingers. I look up to see the face of my mother which is full of worry.

I don`t want to sound like a jerk but I really like that. Her worrying for me. It is a very pleasant feeling

"I`m fine." I say, or choke out.

My mother pause, then she sigh. A smile grace her face and she look at me helplessly.

"You should be more careful." She says, rubbing my hair.

"I know. It`s just today a certain devil was whispering in my ear." I say.

{Hey!!}

She laughs.

Then there is a peaceful silence and my head is most comfortable in her thighs. I feel a weird sense of peace, something one can only get with their mother.

{Or lover.}

'Fuck off bro.'

{Just stating possible development.}

I shake my head helplessly before ignoring his voice.

"I am sorry for acting weird yesterday." She says slowly as her hand brush my hair.

I hum. A gesture of acknowledgement and a desire to know more.

"It`s just ...seeing you all grown up like that makes me...a bit nostalgic. It feels like it's yesterday when you were crying in my arms." She says with sad eyes.

{That`s a cap, she was aroused.}

'Get out of my life.'

I ignore him and focus on my mother`s words. "It`s okay mom. I will always be your son no matter how much I grow or how old I am." I say and kiss her hand.

{And the [Mama`s boy] title intensifies.}

Hearing my words she stop her moving hands and pause. Then she sighs as if accepting the reality that I am growing and she can do nothing about it.

"I guess you are right." She hugs me, burying me into her bosom. I know her hug is full of pure intention but her perky breasts is corrupting the innocence behind the embrace.

Only a thin layer is separating my face from her skin. A thin layer that is holding together my sanity and holds me back from seeing her as a woman.

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It is around 10 am. The situation that occurred in the morning has long settled down and we have eaten breakfast.

After that I immediately went to my room and took a shower before picking out my clothes and dressing up for my date.

Now I am standing in the mirror, admiring myself because I look fly, and I look good.

{You need humbility.}

Still posing in the mirror I ask 'What`s that?'

{A combination of humility and being humble.}

I smile and the handsome guy in the mirror smiles back. 

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'This is confidence.' I say.

{Sure.} he says sarcastically.

I shake my head, amused at the fact that this person is going to be constantly with me 24/7. 

Honestly I should feel bad and hate it but weirdly enough I don`t mind him at all. He makes my life fun I guess. Or maybe this is due to me not having friends in this life and even in my previous one.

'Although we need to talk about shutting up in certain moments.'

I move out of my room and go down the stairs and head to the living room. My mother was watching the TV but she turns to me when I reach the living room.

"Oh my God Yuito. You look sooo good~" She say with a smile before standing up and coming to me.

She walks around me, observing me carefully with a smile.

"Where are you going dressing up so nicely." She ask with a closed eye smile. She stands infront of me.

"I am going on a date." I say, not knowing why I should keep it a secret for her. I tell my mother almost everything.

{🙄}

She does not move nor change her face.

"What?" She ask, with the small smile. The muscle of her face did not move but I feel the vibe of her smile change.

Confused, I say, "Yeah, you know. With my girlfriend. I told you about her months ago."

"Oh." she says with an 'O' in her lips.

"You are still with her?" She says, her face becomes thoughtful.

"Of course, why wouldn`t I be?" 

With a hand on her mouth and a deep look at the ground, she whispers, barely audible "Its more serious than I thought."

"Huh?"

She snaps out of her thought and look up at me with a smile. 

"Have a fun time okay."

I told her okay and I go out of the house, my mother`s eyes perch on my back until I close the door.

*Bam!*

"What was that about?" I ask out loud.

{I don`t know but I sense Yandere vibes. I like it, mommy yandere. kukukukuk.}

I shake my head, "There`s no way."

I mean, there is no way. Right?

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Her hair flows down like a gentle stream, it goes on until her waist before they stop. Her hair is as black as the night yet the sunlight reflects on them, making them glow. Like a galaxy.

Her face is small, pretty and feminine. She has bangs that covers her forehead and her hair also covers the side of her head, perfectly framing her pretty face.

She wears a white tank top that shows her slender arm with no blemish nor scar. Her shoulder is small but her breast which is just below is comically large and fat.

Her waist is small yet she has child bearing hips. It is the perfect curve, the perfect hourglass.

She wears a short black pencil skirt that shows her thick thighs, white and milky. Her legs are long and prideful.

A cloth can make a person`s body lewder, people wears them to look sexy but for her it is the opposite. Her body is corrupting the normal clothing she wore, making them look as if they were erotic clothings.

It feels as though she came right out of a hentai manga. Her body seems to be designed with the very purpose of enticing men and evoking their primal instincts.

She looks around, her black eyes move in search of something. Then she sees me.

No, she found me.

She smiles. Her smile is youthful and bright, like a girl in love.

She comes.

While I wonder.

{Noooo!!! Fuuuuck!!}

'Why is the Author acting like he is having PTSD?'

[Girlfriend`s Image : Tsukimi Chifuyu from the doujin 'The Pure girlfriend`s fall.']

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