After I Rescued a Beautiful Woman From a Stalker, She Started Spoiling Me and Turning Me Into a No-Good Freeloader - Chapter 53 - Light Novel Author 3 [Korisho’s POV]
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Chapter 53 – Light Novel Author 3 [Korisho’s POV]
[Korisho’s POV]
I gathered various materials for String-san to create illustrations.
As I finished my work, I remembered that the items I had ordered had arrived.
I should have received a notification that new designs of clothes had arrived at my favorite store in Omotesando.
I want to go get it soon.
But I also need to finish up here.
“Korisho-sensei, lately you’ve been working too much, so it’s okay to take a little break. For now, please wait for the illustrator. If you could just wait for corrections in proofreading, that would be fine.”
When I remembered the email from Kasui-san, I remembered that I had free time for things other than gathering materials.
That’s it. Now I have time to go to Omotesando.
“Fufu, I’m feeling good today, so maybe I should buy some new clothes and show it to him? He’ll be happy if I send him a picture of me too, right?”
Let’s go get it after all.
I should have gathered enough materials…
So let’s make myself look good and make that person happy.
“String-san… Fufu.”
Although I only met him once, he was such a charming person that I was captivated by him.
His eyes that looked at me kindly, the numerous illustrations reflecting my thoughts, and most of all, his words that affirmed everything about me.
“Fufu, I feel like I’m already pregnant with his child in my fantasies.”
I arrived at Omotesando and picked up the clothes I had ordered from my favorite shop.
This moment is when my excitement peaks.
Suddenly, I spotted someone who looked like String-san in the distance. But since it was far away, I couldn’t see him clearly.
I wanted to go home and have a photoshoot with my new clothes. But I was curious.
I thought that maybe I could meet him.
With that thought in mind, I walked around Omotesando again.
However, he was nowhere to be seen.
It was a mistake after all.
Fufu, I guess I’m thinking about him so much that I’m hallucinating.
Oh my, oh my, I have to go home soon and send him photos of me.
Surely, he must be wanting my cute pictures too.
I stopped by the store where I last purchased the costume to confirm he wasn’t there.
“Ah, Korisho-san. Did you forget something?”
“No, I just thought I saw a male acquaintance of mine and wanted to say hello.”
“A man? Hmm, there was a couple that just came by earlier.”
“A couple?”
As I was about to leave the store, the familiar shopkeeper approached me.
“Yes. At first, I thought they were brother and sister because they looked so apart in age, but it turned out the girl really liked the guy. And the guy, although a bit embarrassed, was one of those cute types, like a little animal.”
In that case, String-san, who is also a cute guy like a small animal type, would be the perfect match.
“I see. That’s interesting.”
“Yes. And the girl seemed so happy. I think she wanted to hurry home and show the guy her maid outfit.”
The shopkeeper is also wearing a cute maid outfit, so I guess she wants someone to take a look at her.
I want that person to look at me too.
Feeling like this for the first time, since Halloween is coming up soon, maybe I should prepare some dark-themed costumes too?
“Do you have devil-themed costumes?”
“They’re popular this time of year. Little devil costumes make girls look cute.”
Its cute horns, cute tail, and fluffy black frills are its charm points.
The rest depends on whether you can make it look cute with make-up, so you really need to show off your skills.
“Are there anything available right now?”
“Hmm, Korisho-san is SS size, so maybe this will fit?”
After saying that, I was given a succubus type cosplay costume that was bright red instead of black.
Normally, I would never wear it, but right now, I want to captivate String-san, so maybe it’s worth considering.
“It’s so cute!”
“Eehh! It’s really risqué! It shows off your stomach, and it’s high-cut. And there’s only a band to cover your chest.”
“It’s fine! I want to captivate him.”
“Oh! So Korisho-san has someone like that! Fufufu, please tell me more~ What kind of person is he?”
The shopkeeper is a woman, so it can’t be helped that she’s interested in love stories.
So I had no choice but to tell her today.
“That person is older than me.”
“Hmm~ So Korisho-san’s type is older men, is it?”
“I don’t care about age, but I want someone talented and who can look after and affirm me.”
“Talent is tricky, isn’t it? That means he should be worthy enough to be recognized by Korisho-san, right?”
“Of course! If I don’t acknowledge their talent, it’s no good.”
“Hmm, I wonder if such a person exists, but seeing Korisho-san acting like this, I guess they really do~”
String-san’s face appeared in my head.
His kind eyes felt warm, and he didn’t have the vibe of an old man. Even though he’s older than me, I find him cute.
I wouldn’t mind supporting him.
It would be amazing if he could turn the stories I create into illustrations.
“There is. And he’s incredibly talented.”
“That sounds wonderful~ I thought the couple who came earlier was nice, but your love story, Korisho-san, sounds great too! Aahh~ I want to fall in love too!”
“Love is good. It stimulates the desire to create. I want to write a love story separate from my commercial work. Hmm, maybe I can post it online.”
That’s right, it might be interesting to write a novel about my happy marriage life with String-san.
I can create a woman who follows String-san as an obstacle that gets in our way, and because String-san has a high sense of justice, he saved the girl when the girl was in danger and she started stalking him.
And since we have a promise to marry each other, I will have to fight that stalker.
Fufufu, it’s perfect. I should start writing right away.
“Thank you for your purchase.”
I rushed into a café to start writing my newly conceived story.