"What are you talking about..."
Upon hearing Eiriri's inquiry, Asuna felt her whole body stiffen, but Eiriri just stared into her eyes.
"Don't think I can't tell, I am a doujinshi artist, I'm very aware of what the ones I create are like. In fact, I once sold over a thousand copies at Comiket as a super popular writer, and I've seen all sorts of die-hard otakus and shut-ins, but none like you. Even the most disgusting NEET shut-ins wouldn't fall this far just over some doujinshi. But I know why you're doing this, doujinshi is made for people to fantasize because things that can't be accomplished in reality, not even in dreams, can be depicted and temporarily satisfy one's needs, I can understand that, but...what are you really afraid of?"
".........…"
Facing Eiriri's inquiry, Asuna lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. Then, she clenched her fists and softly spoke.
