Life is a Mess Ever Since My Mother Won an Ero-Novel Grand Prize - V2 Chapter 1.2
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Chapter 1.2
After school.
I tried to dash home, but I was blocked by numerous students.
“Shimamura-kun, can I have your autograph?” “Which part of your mom do you like?” “Mating! Mating!” “Can I interview you for the newspaper club?” “Let’s go to a mixer, Mating Press!” “How are you feeling now? Hey, tell us?”
Aaaaaaaah! It’s so annoying!
It’s like being surrounded by the media as a famous person. I was gradually cornered to the edge of the classroom, completely surrounded.
As I was trying to find a way to distract everyone’s attention, a distinctive red-haired girl caught my eye.
“Rinka! You’re also an award winner, right!”
“Huh!? What are you talking about!”
My classmate looked surprised. Yes, she’s not just an ordinary student.
She’s a girl who has been popular since she entered school, praised as the most beautiful girl in the school. Her eye-catching red hair. Extraordinary proportions that are beyond high school students. Her cute and well-organized features are so popular that she has been bullied for it. Even now, in her second year of high school, she still has many hidden fans.
Rinka Takigami. That’s her name.
But I knew that Rinka wasn’t just a beautiful girl.
“Listen, everyone! The fellow award winner of Mating Press, Karin-sensei, is actually Rinka! She’s also a professional writer as a high school student!”
Yes, that’s right! Rinka is an amazing writer! Her novel, ‘Meeting at the Ruins of Fallen Stars,’ won the 11th All-Genre Newcomer Award in the Fantasy category… It’s a fantasy romance where a human girl and a robot boy thrive in a world where machinery and magic are fused. The ending is a masterpiece that depicts the love between parent and child.
Just recently, alongside Mating Press, Rinka made a brilliant debut as the up-and-coming light novel author, Karin-sensei.
I learned about her true identity as Rinka at the award ceremony.
And she is…!
She’s the one I’ve chosen to confess to when I finally make my debut as a professional writer…!
“Hey, don’t drag me into this!”
Rinka looked flustered, but I felt sorry for her. “Help me out! I’m at my limit!”
My classmates turned their heads and looked at Rinka inquisitively.
“Is it true?”
“Takigami-san is also a professional writer?”
“Well, um…”
The students began to crowd around, but Rinka quickly averted her eyes.
“No, it’s not true. I’m not a writer.”
“Rinka, are you planning to abandon me? Don’t be deceived, everyone! Rinka is also a professional writer!”
But my classmates didn’t believe my story.
“Oh, I was surprised.”
“Come to think of it, there’s no way for two professional writers to come from the same class.”
That observation was correct. There is only one real professional writer in this class. But it’s not me! It’s Rinka! I’m just a fraud pretending to be a writer!
“So, Shimamura-kun, sign here!” “We’re from the newspaper club, please give us an exclusive interview!” “Mating! Mating!”
“Alright, alright, I got it! Line up in a row! Only for now!”
The students started to form a line. It’s very Japanese to be able to maintain order in a situation like this.
“…Ah, I want a signature too… but what should I do… I don’t want to be seen as a fake fan… I’m Shimamura’s number one fan after all…! But I’m too nervous… Oh no, the line is getting longer while I’m hesitating!”
It seems like even Rinka is hesitating whether or not to line up with the others. Are you kidding me? Well, I also want Karin-sensei’s autograph, so maybe I can exchange autograph books later… Heh, just the two of us… But I’ll definitely tease you about leaving me earlier.
While thinking of an excuse to deepen my interaction with Rinka, I write autographs in my classmates’ notebooks and student diaries.
Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press, Mating Press…
It was a nightmare.
I won’t be able to sleep properly for a while.
“Thank you for the autograph!”
“You’re welcome…”
The guilt overwhelmed me. I wanted to confess that the autographs I was signing were fake. I was deceiving my classmates, and it felt like I was falling into hell.
Just then, the classroom door was slammed open, and a strong-willed female student from the disciplinary committee appeared.
“I’m from the disciplinary committee! What is all this commotion about!”
She was a samurai girl with long black hair tied in a ponytail, probably from the kendo club. We weren’t close, but she had a reputation for being strict and uptight when it came to school rules.
The commotion in the classroom seemed to have caught her attention.
“Even though it’s after school, disorder will not be tolerated! Those who are done should leave now!”
But I’m saved. Thanks to her, the chaos in the classroom was sorted out…
“So, Shimamura Haruma, you’re the center of the commotion after all, huh?”
Oops, our eyes met…
The disciplinary committee girl raised an eyebrow and glared at me. Her cheeks were red, and she seemed really angry.
“You’re just unbelievable! Using such an indecent pen name like ‘Mating Press’ for your debut as a professional writer!? Are you insane!?”
“Thank you, finally someone who understands me!”
I was so moved that I reached out for a handshake, thinking I had finally found someone who understood me. However, the disciplinary committee girl looked puzzled and said, “Why are you thanking me!?”
By the way, I wondered how she knew the meaning of ‘Mating Press’. When she found out, she must have been really angry and frustrated.
But then, she suspiciously froze for a few seconds with a subtle expression, and whispered to me.
“U-um, Haruma Shimamura… Could you give me your autograph too?”
“So you want it too!?”
Even though she was a strict disciplinary committee member, she seemed weak to trends. It seemed like she hadn’t come here to calm the situation, but rather to get my autograph from the beginning.
“Whoa, you idiot! Don’t say it out loud!”
She continued to whisper, persistent in her request.
“Could you sign around my navel, near the lower abdomen where the uterus is, and write ‘Mating-full!’…”
“Next.”
I gave her a cold, stern look and resumed the autograph session.
However, the disciplinary committee girl kept whispering to me.
“It’s okay as long as it doesn’t get exposed. In fact, the thrill of whether it will be exposed or not is what excites me the most.”
“You need to quit the disciplinary committee, seriously.”
Unable to make sense of her behavior. I randomly signed on the back of her hand and dealt with it.
“Ah, our hands just touched… I might be pregnant.”
“Next!!”
Even though she was a girl, I kicked her with all my might, but she seemed invincible, stumbling out of the classroom while saying, “I can’t believe I was treated so roughly… Hahh hahh.”
What was that all about…
So, who’s next?
TLN- Sorry I just don’t remember so many things and Rinka/Karin’s novel name, dem…