Chapter 1929: Kasumigaoka Utaha: The Show-Turned-Fool Is Actually Me?

So annoying!

Seriously so annoying!

Eriri watched Kasumigaoka Utaha, whose expression was playful and teasing, and got so angry that her little tiger fang showed.

She was the one who came here to watch the show.

Why did this thick woman in black stockings look like she was treating her as the show instead?

Does this count as heaven and earth being flipped?

"Senpai Kasumigaoka, what do you think you'd be like if parallel worlds existed?" Eriri suddenly asked.

At this moment, Eriri decided to stop pretending.

Hmph, she was going to tell Kasumigaoka Utaha what happened to her counterpart in another world, and then watch Kasumigaoka Utaha's composure crumble.

Hehe, that would really be interesting.

Thinking of this, Eriri's expression became very happy, giving off a very easy-to-read feeling.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was a little puzzled—why would Eriri ask such a brainless question.

What other worlds, parallel worlds—could it be that Eriri didn't like drawing, but liked sci-fi instead?

"Why are you asking this?" Kasumigaoka Utaha frowned. "It's rather abrupt."

Eriri gave a light snort. "Senpai hasn't imagined it?"

"Of course I have." Kasumigaoka Utaha gave a light snort, looking very pleased with herself. "The future me will definitely become…"

At this point, she suddenly paused 840.

The fact that she wrote light novels hadn't been discovered by anyone yet, yet she had almost been tricked into revealing it by this simple girl, Eriri.

Careless!

She hadn't expected that, although Eriri looked silly and foolish, her scheming ran so deep.

Eriri waited for what came next, and seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha not speak, her expression shifted as she guessed at Kasumigaoka Utaha's mood.

"Senpai wants to say, become a successful light novel author, right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's body stiffened, and she looked at Eriri. "How do you know!"

"Hehe, of course I know." Eriri was very pleased with herself—Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression was exactly what she wanted to see. "Kasushigo-sensei, after all!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha instantly felt a wave of social death.

Writing light novels didn't seem to be a problem on the surface.

But having an acquaintance know that you wrote light novels was still extremely embarrassing.

Just like many novel writers always have one goal—to write a novel that their family can read.

This indirectly shows that most novels that can be published, or be put online for people to read, contain some socially mortifying content.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was no exception.

Thinking about the sweet, sweet romances (bgdi) and all the tropes she had written, she—a girl who had never been in a relationship—always felt like someone had seen right through her, so embarrassed she could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with her toes.

Social death!

Total social death!

"You investigated me?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha quickly calmed down. "Speak, what's your purpose?"

Eriri shook her head. "I didn't investigate, and there's no purpose either."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's delicate brows lifted slightly. "No purpose? But what does that have to do with what you were saying earlier?"

"Of course it's related." Eriri gave a pleased little snort—knowing the story of another world where a random passerby was the heroine felt absolutely amazing.

The joy of spoilers was simply boundless.

"I previously learned about another world, the story of Kasumigaoka Utaha…"

Under Kasumigaoka Utaha's suspicious gaze, Eriri began to speak at length. "Senpai Kasushigo became a loser dog, crying so sadly!"

Me—falling for a shut-in, and then becoming a loser dog?

Kasumigaoka Utaha really wanted to crack open Eriri's head and see what was inside!

This story didn't make any sense at all!

One had to know that she, Kasumigaoka Utaha, was a famous beauty at Toyosaki Private School, with countless suitors—how could she possibly fall for a shut-in?

This Eriri must have read too many light novels, gone crazy from them, and then projected a light novel story onto her.

After all, only light novel stories could be this absurd—writing about a shut-in encountering all kinds of romantic adventures, with various beautiful girls throwing themselves at him.

"Sawamura-san, I suggest you go to the hospital and get a checkup. If it's too late, it would be a shame." Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed lightly. "Sigh…"

The meaning of that sigh was very obvious.

Such a lovely golden-haired beautiful girl—how did her brain break!