Chapter 7: My Neighbors: Day 2 (1)

'So... what am I gonna do for today?'

Cooking his breakfast, this question enters his mind.

Using his cooking skill, he prepared by cleaning, cutting, and peeling the ingredients. The dish that he picks is tomato egg stir fry. He crave the tomato and egg when he woke that's why he decided.

Heating the oil in the pan over medium-high heat. Add the eggs and cook, stirring lightly until just set but still runny. 

Pouring the eggs back into the bowl, and wiping out the pan.

Add another tablespoon of oil into the pan. Add garlic and white parts of green onion and cook until fragrant, about 15 seconds.

Add tomatoes, ketchup, oyster sauce, sugar, and water, and cook until the tomatoes have softened about 1-2 minutes.

Pouring in the cooked eggs and stir to combine. Add salt to taste if needed, and finish with sesame oil. Garnishing it with green onions.

Finishing his dish, he served it to his table and get a milk box from his fridge, pour it into a cup, and heated it.

"As expected, only the enhanced basic is something that I got. It's still the same taste but the process of my cooking is smooth and faster. I can be an assistant in the kitchen by preparing the ingredients for the chef but that's not what I want."

Tasting his dish, he shook his head and continue to eat.

After finishing his breakfast, he thought to surf the net on his computer.

"Hmmm... This is... Am I in 2002? Why the hell Naruto is still ongoing?"

Passing at one website, he accidentally saw a Naruto episode. He decided to check it by searching it on google and shockingly, Naruto aired 3 months ago.

"Wait! I need to search some classic shounen."

He searches first for the Dragon ball, Hunter×Hunter, and One piece. Like Naruto, Dragon ball is still ongoing and it's on Z Kai. One-piece aired last month but Hunter×Hunter didn't show any results on Google. He searches for his favorite harem animes, manga, and light novels.

"Some that I know are not all here. Well, this is already my new world where some of them already exist but the fact that my life becomes an anime is a bit regrettable since I might have not to go back to being a full-time otaku."

Sighing Infront of his monitor, he continues to browse other sites.

"Huh! What is this?"

Looking to an unknown website, he immediately read the content.

"Writing submission contest. Submission by April 5-8. 3rd prize. 30 thousand yen and book publishing. 2nd Prize. 50 thousand yen and book publishing. First Prize. 100 thousand yen and book publishing. Sponsored by Fujikawa Shoten."

His mind is very focused on the prize money but he immediately sighs.

"I might have the literacy skill but that only enhances my basics. It can't help me to make a story."

As he is about to stand up, a blue screen suddenly appears.

•QUEST MENU•

[Main Quest: Start to Max your Novelist Proficiency.]

[Quest Goal: Winning the Writing Contest]

[Rewards: 1 Human Draw and 1 Abyssal World]

[Quest Deadline: 3 days]

[Quest Failure: Deleting the Literacy skill]

"People might call this plot armor but I don't care. I'm the one who has this kind of system so screw them. Muwahahahaha"

Exiting Google chrome, he goes to windows word to start his grinding.

…

...…

His phone suddenly rang and vibrates beside his computer. Hearing the noise, he immediately woke up from his focus mode.

"Good grief. Good thing that I put an alarm an hour ago. It's already 9 am. I still need to go somewhere."

Standing up, his feet walk him to the kitchen to drink water.

"Haaa* It's refreshing."

Using his mind, a blue screen appears.

•PROFICIENCY MENU•

[NOVELIST PROFICIENCY: Helping to build a story by speeding the brain process by 10%]

"This is gonna be easy."

He has 3 days deadline but for an hour of grinding, he has already made 10% progress.

Closing his system, he goes out of his unit.

Walking down the stairs, he goes to the ground floor. 

Today is the day that his bills will arrive. Even if he doesn't want, he needs to see the horror of numbers written in it.

"Oba-san, unit 309 please."

"Yes, young man."

From Kei-O's memory, this old lady is the landowner of this apartment building.

Reaching his mail, the old lady instantly stops him from leaving.

"Young man, can you go here later evening? The mails for 310 are getting full so I wanted you to deliver it later but my back can handle the stairs so can you do it for me?"

'It's a small thing so why not.'

"Then I'll go later here."

"Thank you, young man."

The old lady bow as he waves his hand with a wry smile.

Climbing the stairs, he goes back first into his unit to put his mail and go Infront of unit 308.

He remembered the woman who helped him yesterday is in this unit, he doesn't know how he would give back her help but he would do his best.

As he was about to push the doorbell, he heard a loud noise.

He pushes the doorbell but no response after half a minute. Reaching the doorknob, he discovered that the door is open.

"Excuse me."

Opening the door, he saw a messy room. Looking down the entrance, he saw a woman sticking her ass in Infront of him as she has been piled up with a sea of books.

"Sorry for being rude but I'm gonna pull you out now."

Using his hands, he put them on her ass and was ready to pull her.

'It can't be helped. This is the wae.'

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There are other options but... He's right. There are no options.

Feeling the hands of Kei, the woman wanted to shout for help.

"Kyaah~"

Being pulled from the sea of books, she let a strange noise.

"Are you alright?"

As she stands up, she was about to swing a bag of plastic that she saw but she was out of balance.

"Woah!"

Kei was about to catch her. Moving backward, he step on a glass bottle then a thud noise can be heard when both of them got crashed and fell to the ground. This happened fast that she can't understand what is happening.

Opening her eyes, she looks at his eyes as her iris widen while their lips are now touching each other.

"Waaaaaaahhhhhhhh"

Kei is on the ground while she is on him so she immediately stands up and runs to her bathroom.

'It seems that my story is passable.'

The bottle, the distance between him to her, her reaction, and they kiss. All of them are something that he plans when he enters her unit. 

Using his Novelist Proficiency, he was able to speed the process of his brain and make a cliche story to reenact like earlier.

Because of that, his Novelist Proficiency increased by one percent. 

'It seems that reenact is faster than writing. I'm gonna try later.'

Looking at where she go, he looks at the surrounding.

"Yare yare daze"

With his imagination cap, he started to clean the room. 

In the first place, the reason why he is here is because of paying back her help. Cleaning his place can consider a help since this place is very messy... No... Super messy.

Finished cleaning her room, she still did not go out of the bathroom. He approached the door.

"I'm here to pay back your help. I know it's rude but I clean your place. If this is not enough then call me when you need my help and... I'm sorry... For earlier."

As he was about to go out of the unit, her door opened.

"Wait!— sit there."

After pointing to the table, she goes to another door as he follows her.

"Here—"

She handed over a cola can. 

"Thank you."

"..."

"..."

Sitting in Infront of him, she wears a cold face but a pinkish color can still be seen on her face.

"I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about? There's nothing happened, right?"

She smiled brightly but he knows that this smile is dangerous.

"Yes, nothing happened."

"Good."

"So... For yesterday. Thank you very much."

"No, it's nothing. So... is that the only reason you come here?"

"I want you to repay you."

"You already clean my room."

"Then I'm gonna go now, Mafuyu."

As he was about to stand up, she grab his arm and he sits again.

"How do you know my name?"

'Fuck, I slip. I need an excuse... There!'

"I saw your name on your trophies."

He looks at a closed glass case full of trophies and pictures.

"Is this when you were a student? So you were a figure skater... Seems like you had some amazing memories from youth." 

Immediately standing up, she gets white clothes to cover it and turns away.

"It's not that something great."

'She's... looking to the wall but she's not. It's like she's looking somewhere... Faraway from here.'

"Your name?"

"Kusanagi Kei"

"Kusanagi-san, The life expectancy of a figure skater specifically a female one... Do you know how long it is?"

'How can I know?'

"Not really... I'm sorry..."

"Generally between one late teens and early twenties. Physical, financial, environmental circumstances... The reasons are many. Fleeting. Compared to other sports, it's extremely short lived.

Looking at the covered closed glass case, she reminisces about her negative past.

"Long ago... There was a woman who wasted that limited and precious time. By following a brief emotion and walking down a meaningless path. The woman couldn't go back anymore. What a stupid woman, right?"

"That person... was she perhaps..."

"...To that woman this is self-admonition. This is a symbol of regret in order to never forget "why did this happen?"

Silence begins to rise after her story.

"Mafuyu, Can I ask something?"

"Add a suffix to my name, we're not that close."

"Then be my girlfriend!"

"Eh?!"

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