Became an Extra in a Youth JRPG Game

15 – Cooking King Shota (1)

The comic book Eri picked out was a suitable harem love comedy. It was a classic work that was even animated.

Eri leaned against me and watched me turn the pages.

To be honest, there were many embarrassing scenes to watch with a woman. Like the panty exposure scene or something like that.

“My head hurts from looking at it from the side. It’s uncomfortable.”

At that time, Eri made a sudden remark.

“If he’s uncomfortable with that posture, he just doesn’t live.”

Unknowingly, I bet that way.

“Don’t just live… Uhhhhh. Shota! It’s too much!”

Eri slapped me as if my answer was funny.

“I think it would be comfortable to look at it like this.”

Right after that, Eri started her sudden action right after her.

It was sitting on my lap.

Molkan-!

I could feel the soft and heavy touch of Eri’s buttocks through my lower body. Because of the strangely warm body temperature and sweet scent, I couldn’t concentrate on the comic book at all.

More than anything, the problem was caused by something else.

My third leg was constantly using hardening. Something protruding must have been stabbing Eri in her ass. Eri was also quite sure that something in her was poking her own ass.

“………”

However, Eri just remained motionless.

‘No… I’m ashamed myself.’

Eri’s ears were open. Is it because of pride? Doesn’t she come down because of her pride?

We both watched the cartoon in silence, but didn’t turn the page. Reading comics was already a thing.

“Ah… Let’s quit. Quit.”

Eri immediately knocked down her comic book and placed it in the corner of her bed.

“Come down if you don’t want to watch cartoons.”

I said to Eri.

“No. This is my home.”

Eri said an incomprehensible word.

Bibijeok-!

Then Eri rubbed her butt proudly. She seemed to find the optimal position on my lap. Because of that, I couldn’t avoid the stimulation that focused on her lower body. My lower body has reached the point where I use super hardening.

“By the way, Shota. Do you have any hopes for the future?”

Eri entered Small Talk.

“Um…A novelist.”

I said so. First of all, the story of Shota Arigiri did not end just because Emosh*ta’s problems were solved with the main character. Since I possessed it, I should have continued to live in this world.

Even if I was born again, I wanted to be a writer. If anything, I liked the webso writers I did in the previous world.

“Oh… That’s unexpected.”

After Eri said that, she turned around. That’s why it’s a complete face-to-face meeting o…… No. Think good It seemed that if I had a bad mind toward the school lunch, my self-hatred would grow.

“Maybe a little cool.”

Eri said, blushing slightly.

Hey. Really, that smile is against the law. If she had been careless, she would have fallen for her.

“Then do you have anything written? Show me.”

Eri immediately looked around her room.

“I haven’t written anything yet. I was planning to start writing today. But an unexpected guest came.”

I said with a sigh.

“What!! Treating an uninvited guest!”

Eri immediately punished my side.

“Eri? What is your dream?”

I continued the catch ball of the conversation. Even if it interfered with my schedule, I didn’t have any ill feelings toward Eri. Eri was a nice guy, and she wanted to get to know her better. In the game, I liked it because it was an extra that had no weight in the same way. Because they were the same extras, I felt comfortable.

“Me…? A secret.”

Eri smiled expectantly.

“Hmph. Expensive.”

I said with a smile.

“Choose only bad words!!”

Eri stabbed me right in the side.

“But I gave you enough hints? Shota can guess.”

Eri chuckled.

Having said that, I was curious. When did you give me a hint?

At that time, Eri looked at me and said.

“Then why don’t you just write a novel here? There’s a laptop over there, too.”

Eri said.

“Anyway, a guest came…”

It was a bit like leaving Eri alone.

“She doesn’t want to be the woman who gets in your way!”

Eri said firmly.

Well… If you say that.

“Okay.”

Shall I write about 3 episodes without the prologue today? I was just thinking about it anyway. It could have been written quickly.

I got up and tried to sit down in a chair.

It was then. Eri immediately sat down on the chair. What are we going to do?

Eri tapped the front of her chair with her legs apart.

“Sit in front of me.”

Eri said.

“You’re going to disturb me.”

“It’s not a hindrance!! It’s really hard to handle!!”

Eri shouted angrily.

“I am a human chair.”

Eri said.

“Think of me as the back of a chair and use it.”

Eri swept her own body with her strangely bewitching tone.

Of course, I couldn’t help it because I was a man. My eyes were fixed on Eri’s voluptuous chest. Well… It certainly seemed like it would be soft as a chair back. No. Think good good idea. I shook my head desperately and thought.

“Yes.”

My pride hurt more when I became a parent here. I immediately sat down with Eri as a backrest.

Molkan-!

The soft feel on my back bothered me, but I cleared my throat and turned on my laptop.

I have already decided on the site to be serialized. She created an account in advance and registered the settlement information without her mother’s knowledge. The mother’s consent was… Processed as received. In the old days when I was in elementary school, I used to show off my physical and mental abilities that I used to play games secretly. The settlement account was my Saebaemo bankbook.

Tadadadak-!

Since it’s been a while since I’ve been writing, it’s true that I feel slightly uplifted. I was absorbed in writing, forgetting the other side of the world and the flow of the game. I wrote a roughly popular otherworldly story. It was my goal to just ride the trend smoothly.

Eri seemed to be secretly trying to read the contents from behind, but she just ignored it. She couldn’t be her writer if she was afraid of being seen in the first place.

———

How much time has passed.

After pre-ordering up to episode 3, not including the prologue, I stretched out.

“Whoa…”

It is quite a confident work. It would be nice to be able to earn pocket money.

“………”

Eri in the back was strangely unresponsive, so I got up and checked her condition.

Did you fall asleep because you couldn’t wait? I guessed that, but it didn’t seem to be the case.

“………”

Eri blushed, and she had a slightly dazed expression on her face.

“Eri?”

When I called her Eri’s name, Eri belatedly came to her senses.

“Ah…Sorry. I was a little blank.”

Eri shook her head with her face blushing.

“Sorry. Wasn’t it boring?”

I said to Eri. Anyway, calling her guests and doing her own thing. It wasn’t polite.

“Ah, no. Rather, thank you… It’s nothing!”

Eri shook her head.

Something… I felt the atmosphere slightly strange.

It was then.

Less gruck-! Less-!

There was a sound coming from the kitchen.

“Ah!! You’re cooking! I have to go and help!!”

Eri tried to go right down.

“Huh? Huh?!”

I felt uneasy about it, so I followed Eri down.

———

“Oh, you can wait.”

My mother was cooking in the kitchen on the first floor.

“I’m good at cooking! I’ll help too!”

Eri said in a confident tone.

“Is that real?”

I gave Eri a suspicious look. Is it my preconceived notion… I don’t think a girl with nail polish and a bunch of rings on her hand can’t cook.

“Excuse me! Seriously!!”

Eri got angry right away.

“Hmph. No matter how bad you are, you think you’ll do better than Shota? Shota is just in charge of tasting.”

Eri said as she brushed her hair.

Dduk-!

With that, the string of my rationality was severed.

“Ah… I didn’t intend to even cook here. I can’t help it.”

I pretended to gather my strength right away, she said. Eri, you touched my back. That, too, is a frighteningly big and delicate reverse.

“It’s a cooking competition!!!”

I pointed my finger right at Eri.

Five years of self-sufficiency. Cooking was good. It was different from the similar traceworms that we buy outside every time. I was a real homebody who cooked every day. There was pride in cooking.

“I’ll tell you the power gap.”

I can’t help it. Eri touched something she shouldn’t have touched.

“Ahahahaha! That sounds like fun! Come on!!”

Eri looked at me with a warlike gaze.

“Click.”

I immediately raised my finger and pretended to take a picture.

“Huh? What are you doing?”

Eri tilted her head.

“It’s a triumphant smile that I’ll never see again, so I took a picture. It’s valuable as a historical document.”

I said with a smile.

“Shota!! You’re so arrogant!!! Be prepared!! Seriously!!”

Eri shouted out loud as if indignant.

“Uh-huh. My son looks like he’s having fun.”

Her mother laughed when she saw me like that.

So, the cooking competition began. First of all, the referee was the mother.

First of all, I took a careful look at the kitchen. Fortunately, I had all the ingredients I needed. With years of self-catering experience, I roughly settled on the menu.

‘Fried rice…And yakisoba.’

It was a man’s menu. Moreover, it was simple.

Shall we start by cutting ordinary cabbage?

I picked up a cleaver.

“This cool and heavy feeling… It’s been a while.”

The memory of the self-made man was reviving.

“Ehehehehe! Don’t drink alcohol next to me! You’re laughing so hard you can’t concentrate!”

Eri, who was cooking next to me, smiled brightly.

Noisy. Including this, it is an over-the-counter tactic.

PABABABABAAT-!

Immediately, I excitedly hacked the washed cabbage with a kitchen knife.

“…..Unexpectedly good job…”

Eri muttered in surprise as she watched me cutting the vegetables.

Huh. It’s embarrassing to be surprised like this. I spurred on cooking.