Translator: Tsukii
Editor: Lilia
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Chapter 57 – Let’s Make Doujinshi!
I lined up the trio in the classroom and looked at them kindly.
These were the tough gals who immediately fled from the morning homeroom.
They put me in so much trouble. I didn’t train them so they could demonstrate their power on something like this.
“You don’t have to chase after us so seriously, do you?!”
“If you say that, then you also didn’t have to run away so seriously.”
The fact they utilized their respective strengths was worthy of praise.
But the fact they used it for something like this was too much of a problem.
“I have no idea where he lives or what he’s doing now… but it’s too risky to leave that self-proclaimed bard Aias alone. He already harmed me enough. Therefore, I have to deal with him.”
“But we’re not convinced why you have to drag Kuyumi-chan and others into this though~?”
The rope that tied the three was suddenly cut.
It seemed that Kuyumi cut them with weapons hidden up her sleeve.
After being released from restraints, the three of them stood up and returned to their respective seats while rolling their shoulders and stretching their backs.
“Okay, okay. We’ll listen for now, so, what is it about?”
Sharon spoke in an arrogant manner… but well, I was the one who requested their help this time, so I guess it was only natural.
I wrote down the plan up to the day of the Omike on the blackboard.
“I’ll explain step by step. First of all, it started with the story that Sharon told me about a certain idiot trying to sell a book containing all my embarrassing secrets at Omike.”
When I told them the premise, Erin raised her hand.
“Um, sorry Teach’ and everyone. What is Omike again…?”
I forgot the main premise.
I exchanged awkward glances with Sharon.
Can you explain it to her?
Don’t be joking. It’s a teacher’s duty to explain things, right?
No, my duty is only to teach and guide students on academic matters.
Don’t escape while saying that with a smug expression!
Hiih, that was the most gal-like moment of Sharon I had seen so far.
She just did that without words. It was scary.
Erin was an old-fashioned blond gal.
Now I had to explain what Omike, or basically Comiket, was to her.
What kind of torture was that? One would be doomed if she wasn’t a gal who was kind toward otaku.
“You see, Omike is a place where non-professionals create and sell books about their passions ♡ Anyone can publish books and buy them ♡”
“Heeh, that sounds interesting. What kind of stuff do they have there?”
“For example, there is a compilation of sketches of benches in all parks in the capital ♡”
“Eh… that’s scary…”
While Sharon and I were pushing the responsibility between each other, Kuyumi had given the perfect explanation.
But the example she gave was just terrible.
Ah, so there was that kind of pervert after all.
I knew a lot about Comiket from my previous life, but unfortunately, I hadn’t been to Omike in this world yet.
I did want to go there someday, but I just couldn’t find the time. I never thought I would end up going there in order to protect my personal information.
“So that means that Aias-san person will be at the Omike.”
“That’s how it is ♡”
After nodding in agreement, Erin looked at me and held up her finger.
“Why don’t you tell him in person to stop doing that?”
She really made a valid point.
Honestly, I preferred that, if it really could solve the problem.
“I told him that over and over, but he just won’t stop.”
I told the truth with a sigh.
He lived his life by putting his desires as top priority, but he never considered the inconvenience that he caused the others in the process.
“For the time being, it’s a good idea to subdue him by force. He surprisingly listens well once he loses by force.”
“W-what an annoying person…”
Well, defeating that guy with force was actually extremely difficult.
He was incredibly strong in combat, but on top of that, Aias had the power to not lose even in extreme situations.
“In the first place, when was the last time you two met?”
Sharon asked while tilting her head.
“Ah~… I guess it would have been on graduation day.”
“It means you haven’t met him all this time!”
Erin banged her desk as she shouted.
Now that she mentioned it, it was indeed the case.
“Why don’t you have something like, err, a touching reunion~ like a thing~…?”
“Eeh…? U~hn…”
Kuyumi, who was a little disgusted by my answer, made a gentle suggestion.
I crossed my arms and groaned.
“You see, Teach’. Why don’t you think about it calmly? You’re going to meet a friend you haven’t met since graduation day, right?”
“Aah.”
“Then doesn’t that mean the both of you have a lot of things to talk about? I think Sensei also has a lot of things you want to tell him, right?”
“Aah.”
“Then how about having a reunion during Omike~? Think about it, sensei. If Aias-san appears in front of you, then…♡”
“I’ll punch him.”
“It’s no good after all,” said Kuyumi as she turned over the chair.
The chair fell to the floor without making a sound.
That showed her high level of dexterity.
“T-then, teach’! If all you need is to meet him during the day of Omike, why must we… err, make doujinshi?”
“That’s a perfectly reasonable question. There’s a reason for that.”
After clearing my throat, I sharpened my gaze.
“Apparently── books about me are very popular.”
“……In other words?”
“Even if we start lining up when the general admission to Omike opens, I don’t think we’ll make it in time.”
Basically, Aias’s books would be sold out.
It was Aias after all. And once his books sold out, he would quickly withdraw.
If we entered through general admission, by the time we reached the circle space, Aias was likely already grilling meat by himself elsewhere. That was completely unforgivable.
Rather, to say it would be sold out by the time of general admission, wasn’t that just way too popular?
The things being sold were my private information, right?
The thought of just walking around town scared me.
“In other words, if Teach’ wants to punish that person, what you need is…”
“Aah, the circle ticket.”
That was why I had no other choice.
I had to create a doujinshi and participate in Omike as a circle leader.
First of all, there was the extremely difficult mission of passing the lottery, but I had no choice but to believe in my bloodline, which was loved by the goddess of luck.
“……Couldn’t you just, like, ask for the privilege of entering at the same time as the other circles?”
Sharon opened her mouth timidly.
Basically, it was an option of using political power.
Of course I considered that option, but,
“The governing committee firmly refused, saying that they couldn’t make an exception for such personal reasons.”
“O-okay…”
It could be said all other methods of getting in early were blocked except for entering as a circle leader.
Although I felt like crying thinking about where my privacy had gone, considering that the current “The Descendant of the Hero Haruto” was currently being sought after as more of a manga character than an actual person, it couldn’t be helped.
But as expected, a man who knew me well since my student days publishing a book that revealed my secrets was just unacceptable.
I would just turn him into a stain on the wall before the general public entered.
“Then Teach’, what kind of doujinshi will we make?”
“Obviously. It should be something that we, the teacher and students of the adventurer academy, can make skillfully.”
Erin seemed resigned and asked what kind of book we would make.
I thought this was the only option. Since we were entering as a circle, I didn’t want to cut corners about the subject matter.
In that case, it was just about attacking with our greatest strengths. It would be a dead end if things that could be published were limited to manga, but I was glad Omike was as tolerant as Comiket.
I puffed out my chest, ran the chalk across the blackboard, and hit the board with a bang afterwards to emphasize my declaration.
“We will create and sell a super practical combat manual about dealing with monsters and demons!!”
──The total number of visitors to Omike that time was double the previous record. 1
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