Became an American Retro Novelist - Chapter 125



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125.

There’s a problem.

······I can’t see the face of God.

‘You got caught? You got caught? You got caught? You got caught that I wanted to go to prom with you? You’re crazy. You’re crazy. You’re crazy. Why would you say something like that and make things awkward between us? Are you really an idiot?’

With her face buried in the pillow on her bed, Alexa kicked her feet in anguish.

It’s already been three days.

Human Golden Retriever, sometimes Human Black Mamba.

As an alpha girl, she used to act without being intimidated in front of anyone, but not anymore. After feeling affection for the opposite sex for the first time in her life, she became completely childish to the point where she realized that she had all these aspects.

At school, he was less obsessed with it, but when he saw something similar to Shin, he would suddenly run away with all his might, even while talking comfortably with his friends. At least these days, Shin is busy preparing for the entrance exams, so I guess it’s a consolation that he’s rarely in the same classroom as me.

But when it came time for class, there was no way to avoid it.

It felt like we were alone in a classroom full of nearly thirty students. I had intentionally gone to class a little late and sat far away from him, but I could feel where he was just by the air.

Oh my god.

‘How on earth can this be? Is this real?’

Alexa looked up, her face flushed bright red.

‘You must have noticed, right? Our relationship can’t go back to how it was, right? She’s a writer. She’s smart. She’s also very perceptive. I told her outright that I wanted to go to prom with her… Ugh, if you didn’t respond, that must mean you don’t really care about me. In that case, who the hell are you going to go with? Ugh.’

My self-evaluation went down drastically.

‘Oh, but I’m pretty. Right? I’m pretty. I’m pretty. Where can you find someone this pretty? In the world.’

Then it got extremely high again.

People in the world call this situation crazy.

‘Yes! You can become even prettier than you are now!’

Alexa jumped up from her seat and headed toward the vanity.

But when I looked at myself in the mirror, my confidence waned again.

Unlike her friends who had tanned well on the beach and boasted healthy, bronzed skin, Alexa was the type that never got tanned. This was because of her Irish blood, but she didn’t know it herself.

Pale, white skin that reflects sunlight when standing under it.

It was a huge complex for her. If a ‘Lord of the Rings’ fan saw it, they would shout ‘Look at that light! Gondor calls for reinforcements!’ So Alexa actually didn’t go to the beach with the cheerleaders.

Besides, he was short.

‘God, he probably likes tall and slender guys too.’

Her name is Heeing and she is lying down.

Meanwhile, the Flare family, with its strong family love, could not have been unaware of their daughter’s strange situation lately.

The 337th meeting, ‘What the heck is going on with Alexa?’ was held in the living room on the first floor right below, hosted by Mr. Flare, and after a heated debate, the mother who was chosen as the messenger knocked and cautiously entered her daughter’s room.

“Alexa.”

“Oh, uh, Mom.”

“What’s wrong, my beautiful daughter?”

“Me, am I pretty?”

“Then~ our daughter is the prettiest in the world.”

“Does that look the same to him?”

“What about him?”

“S······ Ah.”

Alexa’s face turns bright red and she shuts her mouth tightly.

Mrs. Flair sat down nearby and smiled as she asked.

“god?”

“how?!”

“······Oh, I know how our daughter feels~.”

In fact, the family other than Alexa had already vaguely noticed the situation, but her mother, who thought that her daughter might be hurt and run away if she mentioned it, lightly changed the subject.

There was an awkward silence for a moment, then Mrs. Flair asked calmly.

“What’s so good about him? Because he’s a great novelist?”

“Uh, uhm.”

One of the best ways to calm someone down is to get them to start by recalling their feelings one by one.

Alexa, who had heard her mother’s question, calmly reflected on her emotions, and her moist blue eyes, as if tracing the not-so-distant past, looked into the distance and became hazy.

“Just, um. Because he didn’t say anything.”

“Was it good that I didn’t say anything?”

“Yes. Because she’s just there… When I want to see her, when I want to hang out with her, no matter what I do, no matter what kind of person I am, she’s there with me. And then, before I know it, she solves my problems. ······It’s okay even if she’s not a novelist. I would still like her.”

Alexa surprisingly said that while calmly organizing her emotions.

Listening to her grown daughter, Mrs. Flair couldn’t help but be smitten.

A man who is always by your side, accepts you, and helps you solve your problems.

If that was the case, she thought she had nothing to worry about as Alexa’s first love. Mrs. Flair gave her daughter a gentle hug, whispered to her that everything was okay, and left the room.

Alexa calmed down a bit with that conversation, and soon fell asleep, thinking about cheerleading club practice tomorrow.

And Mrs. Flair, who came down to the first floor, told the other family members that everything was fine.

Denzel smiled softly, just like his mother.

“It looks like Alexa is having a great time.”

“That’s right. This time should be accumulated and become nutrients for the future.”

“······so.”

But Mr. Flair’s reaction was a little different from the other two families.

“What’s that ‘guy’s’ name?”

“Oh, why are you asking that again? It’s just a women’s story, so don’t worry about it.”

“I’m going to need a shotgun. A double-barreled one.”

“······Ah, father?”

Unlike his mother, who just laughed it off, Denzel was shocked and opened his eyes wide in front of his father, who had the most serious expression on his face he had ever seen.

A father with a daughter.

For them, their daughter’s first boyfriend was someone they could only treat unconditionally and hostilely.

***

Even as Alexa Flair’s troubles deepened, ‘About T: Homecoming’ continued through the Los Angeles Times.

The story gradually reached its peak, and a delighted smile never left the lips of those who read it.

Originally, teenage love had an aspect that made those who saw it ascend to the level of the clown.

It may be fresh and clumsy, but anyone can’t help but feel that what’s inside is sincere.

Because it makes them look back on the history they have experienced or are experiencing now.

“I have something to tell you.

Alice thought only about that.

Alice, who didn’t want to forget the feelings she had in front of the three cheerleaders, searched all over the school for Tony. And when she found someone who seemed to know his whereabouts, she fearlessly approached them and asked them.

She was the type of person who couldn’t open her mouth properly in front of anyone because she hated things like her sweater, braces, and glasses, but she didn’t realize that she had completely changed.

“Tony? He’s probably practicing.”

“He keeps practicing even during lunchtime these days.”

After hearing that story from the football players, Alice immediately went out of the building.

And as I headed toward the field, I saw Tony standing in the distance. The moment I was about to call his name, something like a black dot flew in from afar. At the moment I was wondering what it was, it turned into an American football and hit Alice in the forehead. Alice fell backwards like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

“Hey, Allie?!”

Tony, who was throwing the ball from afar and checking the landing point, shouted in surprise. He ran to Alice who had fallen on her butt, and Alice opened her mouth in shock.

“What, what is this······?”

“Are you okay?! I’m sorry! I thought no one was here!”

“Uh, uh. The world is spinning a bit, but it’s okay.”

“Infirmary! Infirmary······!”

“More than that, I have something to say.”

“uh?”

“I want to tell you how great you are.”

“······suddenly?”

Tony’s eyes widened.

Whether he was surprised or not, Alice went on and on about what she had discovered.

Tony made a mistake in a game last year around this time. He got a big scolding from his family, specifically his father. If he had thrown the ball properly at the end, he would have won the game. That feeling remained as a pressure inside Tony. It made him think that he had to do better.

“But Tony, that was last year.”

“That’s right, that’s right.”

“This time it’ll be different. You’ve been trying hard, haven’t you?”

Alice smiled gently and comforted Tony.

She wanted to help him a little with the pressure he must be feeling. Because Tony had helped her too. And even apart from that, as someone who knew how good the boy in front of her was… Alice wanted to ease the burden on his heart a little.

“Me too. I just met some cheerleaders.”

“Ah, are you okay?! What did those guys do again?! Are you hurt anywhere······?!”

“No, nothing happened. Friends like Hannah and May, whom I met thanks to you, stepped forward to help me. That’s when I thought, now is the time to just let go of the fear and anger inside me.”

“What does that mean?”

“It happened suddenly. I’ve changed and will continue to change, but I didn’t want to be caught up in the fear I felt when I saw those kids. That’s what they wanted. Aren’t you like that too? You practiced really hard for a year and even won that, uh, competition.”

“······National Competition.”

“Oh, yeah. That one.”

“Mom, you didn’t know?”

“Sorry, I don’t know anything about American football.”

“Very fun!”

“Uh, uh.”

“You’re definitely coming to see me, right?! On Homecoming Day!”

“······Huh?”

“Haa, if we do this, things will get completely messed up.”

Tony sighed and told his true feelings that he had been hiding.

“Of course there is the issue of my father, but there is another reason why I prepared so hard for the match.”

“What, what is it?”

“You idiot. You’re just doing that to look good to me.”

“Me? Why? Ah.”

Alice tilted her head for a moment, then realized why.

And then a very strange silence followed.

Alice froze with a blush on her face, and Tony pretended to wipe his face with a towel from his waistband to hide his equally red cheeks.

“You’re crazy! You’re crazy!!”

“Gyaaaah-!!”

Girls all over California who read Chapter 11 couldn’t help but scream.

Also, adult readers of ‘About T: Homecoming’ also got a clown ascending.

After a series of awkward and jumbled emotions, Tony finally couldn’t hold it in and spoke his true feelings first. And the highlight was when Alice momentarily failed to understand his confession and then realized it.

It was a scene that stimulated emotions in a ticklish and hazy way.

In the midst of such awkward atmosphere, Tony ran away first, saying he would go back to practice.

And the conversation naturally moved on to the final stages of preparations for Homecoming Day.

Alice mediates the conflict between May Jo’s band and Hannah Anderson over the performance, and eventually hears Hannah say, “I’m glad you were there.”

With that scene, Homecoming Day finally began safely.

Now, the only episodes left were episodes 14 and 15, Tony’s football game, and the epilogue.

The folks at the comic book store have broken down the story so far:

“Structurally, it’s really great.”

“Yes, that’s right. A person who seems to be lacking in some way solves a case by using his/her strengths that he/she has not been able to reveal, gains recognition from those around him/her, and ends up saving the character who saved him/her in return. The new writer brought this process to life in a very elegant way. I can’t help but think that he/she has a perfect understanding of the characteristics of teenage stories.”

“I, I don’t know about that! It was just fun! I really love this story! It warms my heart!”

“Oh, oh. At first, I couldn’t accept Tony······.”

“Haha, now I have no choice but to admit it.”

The day’s joint review meeting(?) came to an end as everyone pushed up their glasses together.

While everyone was recounting this wonderful story in their own way, in their own place, there was only one girl who was in her room, wrapping her head around a question that suddenly occurred to her.

It was none other than Kate Moore.

‘Isn’t that the only guy?’

I wondered why I hadn’t thought of this before.

SEEN, and Shin.

The pronunciation is similar, and as his first work, he wrote ‘Mother’, which has oriental colors. In other novels, including ‘Double Spy’, the main character is always an oriental person. The same goes for May Jo in ‘About T’.

And above all, the reason Kate couldn’t help but be suspicious of him was because of the troubles with the ‘band’ and the ‘student council’ that were most prominently depicted in the middle of the story.

It was very similar to some real-life event that only a few people know about.

If we substitute this scene with the conflict between ‘Crown of Thorns’ and ‘Broadcasting Club’, it was virtually the same situation.

And the only ones who know what happened then are the members of the Crown of Thorns, the student council, the broadcasting club, and lastly, the ‘model student’ Shin Han-han who happened to be there.

But among them, the only person who can write a novel of this caliber is Shin, who is the school’s top genius and always ranks first in writing classes.

Kate, who unexpectedly learned the scary(?) truth, wanted to confirm this truth as soon as possible.

***

The next day after the 13th episode of ‘About T: Homecoming’ was serialized.

I had safely finished sending out my application documents, and was just about to start solving the interpersonal relationship problems that had been cropping up, when Kate Moore suddenly came to see me and said this.

“Yes, you are God?!”

“······Now you’re calling my name properly. Kate More.”

“What! Oh, no, that’s not it! Are you that?! Author! ‘God’!”

“Yeah, that’s right?”

“Ha, haha! How did you hide it until now?! Anyway, I found out! You shouldn’t just recklessly put real-life events into your novels like that!”

“But what are you going to do about it?”

I tilted my head and asked back.

Go to the kids and say, ‘Actually, Shin Han is the author of ‘Shin’!’? Maybe some people will believe it. But I will say no. Then how can Kate Moore prove it? It’s not like these days are easy to get a recorder.

“······?”

“What can you do even if you know that?”

I said that half-jokingly.

Kate’s reaction to my response was a masterpiece.

“huh?”

It seemed like he wanted to say, ‘I see.’

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