How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World

was not as good as it seemed.
But I noticed the disappointment hidden in her consideration.

Well, if I couldn’t keep my promise after finally getting some free time, anyone would be disappointed, even if the other person’s condition wasn’t good.

Besides, while I was sleeping, she must have been running around here and there trying to be helpful to her family, and as a result, she would have been exhausted.
Despite that, she came to see me to keep her promise.

So, I didn’t want to disappoint her if possible.
I tried to open my mouth and reassure Marie that I was okay.

“I'm fine.
My head is just a little dizzy, but it’s nothing to worry about.””Really? That's a relief.””Still, it might be hard for me to move around.
Should we just talk here?””Here?”

I glanced at Marie while I was feeling nauseous, and she was looking at me with her eyes wide open.
I nodded instead of answering to save as much energy as I could.

Upon seeing my response, Mari blinked her cat-like eyes and then smiled like she couldn’t help it.

“You're all good, but sometimes you can get silly.””It's because of the wine this time.””That's a very convincing excuse.””You didn't drink?””I did drink, but not as much as you did.
And it's a trait of the Requilis family that they don't get drunk easily.”

It seems she has inherited good genes, not just in appearance.
I couldn’t help feeling envious and looked forward.

It seems like they’re starting to tidy up now, as the waiters were clearing the tables one by one.
The number of students who participated in the gathering has also decreased compared to before.

Even so, only one person stood out, and of course it was Cecily, who was wearing a red dress.
She was getting along with Rina as usual.

Perhaps if you were to ask her to name her closest friend, she would choose Rina.
Whenever I see her, Rina is almost always by her side.

“…
…”

Did she catch me looking at her? Cecily, who was talking with Lina, looked directly in this direction and waved her hand lightly.

Although I had no energy to move, since she greeted me first from over there, I should respond.
As I weakly waved my hand, Cecily chuckled lightly.

“Is she looking at you?”

Marie asked in a disgruntled voice from the side.
I roughly replied in a weak voice.”

“Probably.
By the way, it seems like Cecily is always with Rina whenever I see her.””…I guess they've made up with each other.”

Perhaps Cecily had taken to heart what happened during the break up as her evaluation of Rina had become quite harsh.
I couldn’t help but smile wryly at what she said.

In the meantime, Marie looked at her nails, and spoke in a calm voice.

“…Isaac.””Yes.””I'm just asking because I'm curious, what's your ideal type?””Ideal type?”

I listened to Marie’s question that was out of the blue and looked at her.
She briefly hesitated when she met my eyes, then fidgeted with her nails, urging me to answer.

“Yes.
Your ideal type.””Why all of a sudden?””I'm just curious.
There's no particular reason.”

Marie answered as if it was nothing, but I could tell from her slightly reddened ears that she was a bit embarrassed.
Unfortunately, her hair, as white as snow, made it even more noticeable.

For a moment, I was taken aback by her reaction that didn’t seem like her usual self.
But then, I cleared my throat and mumbled as I rubbed my chin, pondering her question about my ideal type.

“My ideal type…”

To be honest, I haven’t really thought about it.
Maybe if it was in my past life, but now, beautiful women are all around me to the point where I can’t even walk without bumping into them.”

Including Marie, there’s also Rina, Cecily, Leona, Adelia, and finally Cindy, an elf that’s referred to as the incarnation of beauty.

It will depend on your taste, but these people are by no means ones who can be called ugly.
If someone were to say they are ugly, it’s probably because that person has some strange tastes.

Anyway, I haven’t really thought about it at the moment.
If I had to think of something, maybe having big eyes?

As the thought occurred to me, I stopped stroking my chin and opened my mouth.

“Well…I haven't really thought about it.
I guess having big eyes is always nice.””Then what about women with big breasts like Cecily or Rina?”

That’s a very straightforward question.
I was caught off guard by Mari’s serious tone.
Without saying a word, I met her gaze, which had suddenly become serious, and then silently lowered my gaze.

While it’s not as striking as Cecily’s, Marie’s dress is also quite bold, with a slightly exposed chest.
Her snow-white skin would surely catch the eyes of many men.

In any case, Marie’s breasts were by no means small.
Cecily was too big, but by my standards, Marie was also on the big side.

‘No, this isn't it.’

Due to the influence of alcohol, the conversation briefly veered off track, but we returned to the main topic.
I raised my gaze and met her face once again and confessed my honest feelings.

“…It's nice if they're big.
It's not just me, but other men would probably feel the same way.
It's an instinct.””Oh, really? I see…”

Marie was about to turn her head with a gloomy expression.
In a flash, I thought of something and quickly added.

“Oh, there's one more thing.
It would be nice if we shared the same hobby.””Hobby?””Yes.
A hobby.”

Even in the previous life, putting aside everything else, if our hobbies matched, we would basically get along well.
Although we lost touch after my parents passed away , I had a female friend who I almost dated and we shared the same hobby.

The same was true of Edin a while ago.
It may be because I drank wine, but as soon as I knew that we had the same hobby, words poured out like a flood.
Even though it’s our first time meeting.

“There is a certain sense of familiarity when you have the same hobbies.
It feels like you can share and enjoy something together, you know? I like things like that.””Surprisingly ordinary, isn't it?””That's right.
As you know, my hobby is reading, right? But these days, people only read Xenon's Biography.
I wish they would read some other books as well.”

At least these words were sincere.
Until then, people had read a variety of books, but since the release of the Xenon series, the situation has changed.

Due to being accustomed to the easy-to-read Xenon series, I have not even given a glance to other books.
It was a somewhat regrettable reality.

“…History?””Huh?””Don't you like history too?”

Marie asked cautiously.
I slightly smirked at her question, then nodded my head and answered.

“I like it.
Why?””I just remembered and asked.
There's no particular reason.
Oh, and…”

Marie hesitated a little before speaking, then shook her head.

“No, it's nothing.
Anyway, is your ideal type someone who shares your hobbies?””Yeah.
What about you, Marie?””Me?”

She pointed her finger at herself and asked In response to my follow-up question.
I nodded my head to confirm.

Then she stared at my face and raised the corner of her mouth.
It was a mischievous smile that seemed familiar somehow.

“I'm not going to tell you.””What?””I'm not going to tell you.
Isaac, you're surprisingly naive, aren’t you?””No.
Ha…”

I sighed.
If I had known it would come to this, I wouldn’t have answered either.
It was the result of my judgment being clouded because of my dizzy head.

When I was laughing in disbelief, Mary mumbled as if she was following along.

“Someday…””Huh? What?””It's nothing.
By the way, is your head feeling better now?””I feel like throwing up.”“If you throw up here, rumors will spread…
Oh, I'm sure it already has.
Sitting in a chair, completely drunk with messy red hair.
Sounds really funny, right?””Can I really hit you for real?””If you hit me, I'll tell my dad.”

It took about 30 minutes for me to recover.
Marie and I came out of the auditorium and had a brief conversation, and as it got late at night, we said goodbye and parted ways.

And just before parting ways, Mari called me over.

“Ah, right.
Isaac, there's something I forgot to mention.””What is it?””You look cute when you sleep.””…
…””Then, see you next week.
Bye~”

I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched Marie wave her hand cheerfully and walk away.

‘I shouldn't drink alcohol next time.'

This gathering was, at least for me, a dark history in itself.