A life with the Author

Author : So an extra chapter as I promised for reaching 250 stones.

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I was sitting in the dining table with Sumire, different kinds of dishes were spread on our table. Obviously too much for two people and obviously too diverse for a breakfast.

But that was just how she was. She loved cooking for us, for me.

"How is it honey?" Sumire asked with a sweet smile. She hasn't even had much time to eat as she was busy staring at me while I inhale the delicious food on the table.

I looked at her and we locked eyes for a moment before I held up my plate near my face and quickly devour it like the hungriest beggar.

I didn't answer her question. I didn't need to. My action spoke.

She chuckled when she saw what I was doing and said, "I am glad."

Then she also began eating her food and no one spoke anymore. The news which was playing on the TV filled the silence.

[{ The murder had been on a rampage for months now and the police has no clue why or how the attacks are connected. The attacker appeared to be the same person with all his victims being randomly stabbed. The victims had no connection with one another and this left the police confused why the attacker did such assaults. 3 people had been stabbed but luckily there are still no deaths....}]

My mother looked towards the TV and a worried expression flashed in her eyes. Crimes like these are quite rare here in Japan and even though the Yakuza are very much present, they mostly never disturb the peace of normal civilians.

The police here in Japan are way more than necessary so they are easily able to protect the people too.

"You hear that Yuito? You should be careful while you are in the streets until they catch this criminal." Sumire told me exactly how a mother would warn a child.

I just nodded, not really taking it to heart.

There was no way a criminal like him would be able to do anything to me whether he carried any weapons. Be it sword, knife or spear, he wouldn't be able to harm me.

And this is not arrogance or a red flag, even if ambushed he won't be able to do anything to me.

That is of course, if he was not carrying a gun. But obtaining a gun is almost impossible in Japan. Even the police are not allowed to own guns, the exception being high officers.

Even then, they are trained to never use it. Even if a criminal was charging at them with a knife they will never pull out the gun.

So I didn't really need to worry.

"Yuito? Did you hear what I said." my mother's sweet voice penetrate my ears and I looked at her and saw that she was having the closed eye smile.

Which was never good.

'How the heck did she know I was not taking it seriously? Mother's instincts are crazy.' I thought to myself in wonder.

"..Sure, I will be careful." I said while looking at her eyes. She nodded, satisfied because I really meant it.

We ate our food peacefully again and I finished it after some time. My mother had already finish but she was waiting for me to finish too.

Then we both got up and we went to the sink together.

We stood before the sink and we put our dirty plates down. While I was close to her, I caught the flowery scent of her hair.

I was not really the type to note minute details, except for things which greatly interest me. Heck I still didn't even know my classmates name and face properly but the things I was interested in, I didn't miss a single detail.

And Sumire was definitely one of them.

"Did you change your shampoo? Your hair smelled different." I said and a shy smile spread on her face as her cheeks lit up just a tiny bit.

"Yeah, I am surprised you noticed." she said while pulling her long purple hair over her shoulder. He hair was in a ponytail.

She covered up her moth and nose with her hair and looked up at me with hopeful eyes.

"Did you like it?"

No, she lied. She was not surprised I noticed. She was hopeful that I would notice right from the beginning. That was why she waited for me to finish eating and went to the sink with me.

She wanted me to notice her change.

'Gah!! That is so cute.'

"Yes, it suits you." I said, her shampoo used to smell like ripe grapes but now it was smelled like a pretty flower. It was a more youthful smell compared to the previous one, like a scent you would expect from a young girl.

She gave me a smile before turning her face away from me. She bend down more than necessary as she washed the plates, obviously hiding her face from me.

But I still noticed the tip of her ear which was shining bright red.

"You should go to school now. I will do the dishes." She told me without turning back.

I kissed the back of her head and said, "Okay." 

Then I left.

But not before looking back and seeing her with a sweet smile while she touch and smelled her own gorgeous hair.

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I was walking to my school and with a normal speed this time which felt quite odd and insufficient.

But I had to do so to keep my image. Many people on the street were gawking at me and some even took pictures of me.

The young girls going to their respective school would take long and dreamy glances at me. The office workers also would bow slightly instead of walking right past me.

The braver few - mostly older people - would approach me and thank me for what I did. They were glad and proud of my achievement in the Junior Karate World Championship.  

It should be noted that our country's incompetence in combat sport had been a reason for other countries to look down on us. Like a bad stigma. Japan = Bad fighters.

So especially the patriotic older people were really thank full to me.

I would wave at the people slightly while walking like a normal person, fighting the 'googin' urge to run or walk faster.

While I was doing so, I had a conversation with the author. We talked as any normal friend would.

{Operation MM is going quite well.} the author said in my head, his voice sounded serious. Like a military officer.

'Affirmative. Did you see her blush when I complimented her?' 

{Yes, it would seem that her affection towards you had changed yet again from a mother's to something else...} The author chuckled evilly.

'She is quite adamant about acting like a proper mom infront of me. This is quite a problem but...'

'Everything is according to my plan.' I said with a smile. 

 

Indeed. It is a good progress towards my ultimate goal which is to let her show her true feeling towards me.

I wouldn't go as far to say that it was a huge change. It was probably subconscious. A girl's desire to attract the attention of someone she love, even without realizing it. But it was progress nonetheless.

I continued walking to my school and after what felt like an unnecessary amout of time, I finally reached it. I was very early, probably the earliest I had been.

I entered the gate, expecting people to swarm at me, just like how they did on my return to the school after the Championship.

But nothing like that happened.

"What?" I couldn't help but mutter in confusion.

Am I too early? Where are they?

'Where is my well deserved attention!!'

{Dude, I thought you hated the attention.} the author deadpanned.

"I did. Doesn't mean that I wanted it to stop at any point." I said in an obvious tone.

{You and your narcissistic tendency.} the author goaned.

I laughed out, getting the reaction I wanted from him. I was obviously not mad or upset that people did not swarm at me like they definitely should because I am a celebrity and deserve such attention.

But instead I was quite curious.

I looked around and soon enough I found almost everyone huddling together near the entrance of the school.

'Is there a fight?' I wondered before going there as well to check what was going one.

As I neared the place, I was finally able to hear what the students were saying.

"Wow!! She is just so PERFECT!!!"

"She is a goddes, A LITERALLY GODDESS!!"

"How can someone like her exist in the same world as me?"

"Look, the way she is walking is so elegant, like a queen."

"Her uniform looks like it was made especially for her."

"Her hair is glittering..."

"Her lips..."

"She's so..."

As I heard what they were saying, I was more determined to find out just what kind of creature they were looking at.

I easily pushed through the crowd and since I was taller than most, I was able to fully see even without standing at the front.

My mouth hung open in shock and my eyes widen when I finally see it.

Or should I say, when I saw her.

Hey, do you think that you have seen a pretty lady?

Do you think you have seen a girl without imperfections?

Do you think that you have seen a perfect face?

Do you really think you have seen unimaginable perfection?

YOU HAVEN"T.

That's it. You haven't.

Until you see her.

{"HOLY SHEEET."} x2

Have you ever seen those seemingly perfect girls made by Ai? Those girls who are mathematically and scientifically crafted to be perfect?

What I saw was 'that' girl coming to life.

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Author : So I might have bitten off more than I can chew when I said an extra chapter every 250 stones.

I honestly never expected to reach that many power stone so quickly. Honestly didn't know I have that many readers who like my story that much.

I was in the top 20 and everything which was cool. Highest rank I have ever been in with all my works.

Now the next extra chapter will be after 600 powerstones.

Thank you for reading and for stoning me.

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