"Why is Sawamura-san so excited?"
Megumi stared at the distant poster for a long moment before slowly withdrawing her gaze and looking back at Eriri, her face full of confusion.
Eromanga-sensei… wasn't that basically "Erotic Manga Teacher"?
So this should be the kind of manga that draws… those kinds of things, right?
Utaha helplessly covered her face when she saw this scene. Looking at Eriri's energetic figure bouncing around ahead of them, she could not help sighing inwardly.
Now that Eriri had successfully "gone legit," she really had become a lot more unrestrained.
Sato walked up behind Eriri and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Eriri, try to be a little mindful of appearances."
Even if Eromanga-sensei's works really were rare masterpieces, and even if it was uncommon to see her selling them in person…
Did Eriri really not plan on hiding it at all?
He glanced backward.
Megumi and Asuna were both watching them.
"Huh?"
Eriri turned around in confusion, then noticed the expressions on the two girls behind them.
For an instant, she froze awkwardly.
But only for an instant.
She pressed her lips together, suddenly gritted her teeth, and her expression gradually hardened with resolve.
"Whatever!"
She looked like she had completely given up.
"Besides, nobody else here knows anyway! I trust Kato-san wouldn't go around telling people!"
Eriri declared confidently.
As for Asuna, she did not even factor into Eriri's worries.
And besides… the main reason she had wanted to hide her otaku identity was because of the name Kashiwagi Eri.
Now that she had successfully cleaned up her image and changed pen names, her confidence had reached an all-time high.
As for her hobbies being exposed…
Cough, cough, she still cared about that a lot, honestly.
But if it was only these people present, then it was fine.
"I'm gonna go take a look. Wait here for me!"
After saying that to Sato, Eriri eagerly squeezed into the crowd.
Sato: "..."
Utaha: "..."
Megumi hesitated before asking:
"Sawamura-san… she…"
"Well…"
Sato wore a gentle smile as he explained:
"You know, everyone has some special secrets or hobbies."
Megumi and Asuna found that understandable enough.
After all, did they not each have secrets of their own too?
What they had not expected, however, was that Eriri Spencer Sawamura actually liked this sort of thing…
Both girls blushed faintly.
A super beautiful girl liking erotic doujinshi was already strange enough.
More importantly, Eriri was an honest-to-goodness rich young lady.
That combination was simply impossible not to find bizarre.
Their expressions became rather complicated.
Seeing the looks on their faces, Sato and Utaha exchanged glances and could not help sighing softly.
If those two ever learned that Eriri not only read doujinshi, but was actually a famous creator in the industry herself, who knew what they would think?
Looking at the packed crowd, Sato suddenly felt uneasy.
"You guys look around nearby. I'll go keep an eye on her."
…
The area in front of Eromanga-sensei's booth was packed with people. The crowd had become so chaotic that even the lines had completely broken apart, showing just how insanely popular she was.
Eriri stood outside the wall of people, helpless and furious.
When it came to grabbing doujinshi, otaku guys absolutely did not care whether the people around them were pretty girls or not. Anyone competing with them for books was the enemy.
After all, pretty girls could only be admired for a moment.
But doujinshi could be enjoyed for a lifetime!
"Ahhh!! Move aside, you idiots!"
"Damn it!!"
Eriri tried squeezing in several times but failed every attempt. All she could do was stand outside the human wall grinding her teeth in frustration.
"Need help?"
A helpless voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.
"Sato, help me, help me!"
Eriri's eyes instantly lit up. She quickly turned around excitedly and tugged at his sleeve while pointing ahead.
"Why are you so interested in another artist's works?"
Sato looked toward the crowd and raised a brow.
Wasn't this line a little too ridiculous?
"Obviously because I want to learn from others' strengths. Even though I'm already amazing myself."
Eriri lifted the corners of her mouth proudly, completely unashamed.
Sato could not help laughing.
"You should try being a little humble."
"Hmph! I'm just stating facts!"
Eriri lifted her fair chin proudly.
"Honestly, aside from Eromanga-sensei, there aren't many people who can compete with me!"
"That's because all the truly strong ones already went mainstream."
Eriri: "..."
Sato lifted his head and looked at the crowd before him, his eyes flickering slightly.
An invisible force suddenly burst from his body.
The two people standing in front of him were immediately pushed aside by an irresistible power. Sato extended one hand forward in a pushing motion, disguising the force at work.
"Let's go."
And so, a bizarre scene appeared in the middle of the crowd.
The packed sea of people was forcibly split apart by some unstoppable force, opening a path as a young man escorted a young girl straight toward the very front.
The people shoved aside were initially about to curse loudly, but the moment they saw this scene, they were stunned speechless.
What followed was a different kind of outrage.
What the hell was wrong with this normie?!
He brought such a beautiful girlfriend here to buy doujinshi?!
Was there something seriously wrong with his head?!
Sato paid no attention to the stares around him. Order here had long since collapsed anyway.
He led Eriri out of the crowd and reached the very front.
Then he saw two figures, one tall and one small, both busy signing autographs with their heads lowered.
Both wore masks, revealing only their beautiful silver hair.
"Hm?"
Sato suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Why… did that hair feel strangely familiar?
"The taller one is the first-generation Eromanga-sensei, and the smaller one is the second generation. I heard they're mother and daughter. Pretty amazing, right?"
Beside him, Eriri assumed he was confused about their identities and quietly explained.
To her, this sort of arrangement was not particularly surprising.
After all, her own parents often helped sell her doujinshi too.
That was right, an actual British diplomat personally helping his daughter sell erotic doujinshi. Truly incredible.
Sato, however, said nothing.
He merely raised his head again and carefully studied the large poster. His expression gradually became complicated.
That sense of familiarity was getting even stronger…
Just then, the two generations of Eromanga-sensei finished signing and simultaneously looked up.
"Thank you for your supp—"
Suddenly!
Both their voices stopped at the exact same moment.
Together, they stared toward a certain figure standing behind the crowd, their eyes widening in shock.
H-He… why was he here?!
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