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Became an American Retro Novelist - Chapter 164

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164.

“Author! I’m a real fan!”

“Thank you. The shirt is nice.”

“I love you! ‘God’!”

“I will repay you with better works in the future. I sincerely do.”

“I really enjoyed your work! I first thought it was a female author when I saw it in ‘About T’, but I never imagined it would be such a handsome man!”

“Thank you for the compliment. You are also very pretty.”

About 10 to 30 seconds per person.

I greet the fan standing in front of me, exchange a few pleasant words, sign an autograph, and then send him away, always being polite until the end.

Repeat this task hundreds of times.

People of all races and ages came up to me and asked for my autograph.

When I saw them jumping for joy, I felt all kinds of emotions.

This time, after signing an autograph for a black youth who said he really enjoyed ‘Princess Quest’, I looked up for a brief moment as the next person entered and looked at the long, endless line of people.

They were all looking at me.

‘I never imagined it would turn out like this.’

I realized that the works I wrote are receiving tremendous love from people in this day and age.

It was a completely different feeling from when I was signing contracts with various companies and hearing them call me ‘writer.’ At that time, I felt proud of being a writer, but now I feel grateful that I can exist as a writer.

Fans have been watching me for a long time and told me they love me.

Then, there were some fans who crossed the line and asked about personal matters, but Julia, who was also doing the autograph session, came up to them and stopped them sharply. And there weren’t that many of those people.

As this was something I had experienced many times before, I proceeded with the signing with my own philosophy and standards.

The most important thing among them was to be polite and show confidence in yourself and your work.

The fans who came to this signing event were those who liked me and my work anyway. In such a situation, if the author himself showed a timid and hesitant attitude, how would the fans feel? To exaggerate a little, they might even feel like the work they have liked up until now is being denied.

At least in this position, I had to be the kind of writer that Tolkien and Asimov would want to be friends with, and that Lovecraft and Chandler would be jealous of.

So, even though the corners of my mouth hurt a little from having to keep smiling, I tried to treat my fans more confidently and cheerfully.

“Okay, author! Can I ask you to sign this too?”

“Oh, it’s the ‘Mother’ volume edition! Of course.”

“It’s a first edition. I barely managed to get it on the second-hand market.”

“Is there a reason why you had to own the first edition······?”

“Because it’s the author’s first novel! It’ll definitely be worth a lot in 50 years or so!”

“If you get a high price then buy me a meal.”

“No, how could I sell this?! But if you want, I can buy you food anytime.”

“Oh, I ate a lot. I’ll come by when I’m hungry.”

“Haha, then please write more fun novels in the future!”

A few more conversations like that took place, and Julia, who was watching me from the side, stuck out her tongue.

“Author, what the heck is it?”

“What are you doing? ······Oh, hello. Oh my! You came here holding dad’s hand!”

As I answered that question, I greeted the oriental boy and his father who appeared next.

A small hand gently placed a copy of ‘Double Spy’ on the table.

Another one of my rules for dealing with fans.

That’s right, the younger the fan, the more kind and gentle you should be towards them. Children have the right to be loved and protected.

“Oh, hello!”

“Okay, what’s your name?”

“It’s Jeff! ······Uh, that, that’s right.”

“Okay, Jeff. What are you curious about?”

I stopped signing and looked at Jeff.

The boy, with a red face, opened and closed his hands as if counting before finally answering.

“Ka, Kal and Han! What happens next?!”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you.”

Jeff’s expression was about to darken slightly.

“Because there are dangerous guys who haven’t come out yet who could be eavesdropping.”

“ah······!”

As I whispered carefully, the boy’s face brightened again.

Jeff and I had a heart-to-heart conversation, laughing and laughing. Regardless of age or race, the emotions we shared through a piece of work passed through us.

After returning the signed copy of ‘Double Spy’ to Jeff, I looked at my father, who had come with me, and tried to say goodbye for the last time.

But right after that, I realized.

‘ah.’

The eyes were hot. It was to the point where I could feel some kind of madness.

It seemed like my father was a bigger fan.

“Author, I really······ wow.”

“Oh, yeah, yeah.”

“If I were to explain my love for you, I would have to tell you about my time living in LA in 1982.”

My father, who devoted more than 30 seconds to explaining everything, showed his passion and sincerity in showing his love for my work.

After barely getting his autograph on a hardcover copy of ‘Mother’, which he had chosen as his best, I awkwardly smiled and waved to my father and Jeff, who were both sad that our meeting was over so quickly.

And then the short conversation with Julia that I couldn’t finish earlier continued.

“You are very talented.”

“······I don’t think so.”

“Not at all. Both father and son have become bigger fans of the author. I think there is probably no other author who has shown such a wonderful talking performance at their first autograph session.”

“Because they are my fans, I want to treat them with the same care.”

In that way, I continued to have short conversations with Julia and signed autographs.

During the event, if you feel like your throat is sore from talking too much, I’ll give you some water to drink, and while you’re busy dealing with each and every fan, I suddenly get the feeling that you might have forgotten something.

‘What was it?’

Since I can’t think of anything in particular, I don’t think it’s a problem I was worried about much, so I guess it’s okay.

***

Meanwhile, at that time.

Two people, Doofus Kingston and Kate Moore, who had not yet been able to enter the bookstore, let alone sign, were standing at the very end of the long line, continuing their endless wait.

But the appearances of the two people were very different.

“Oh, Tony!”

“Tony, can I take a picture with you?!”

“Um.”

A man who could be called Dooni (Doo-Pee-Toni) left the group and chatted with people who approached him to take pictures. His large size and high-quality clothes stood out among the crowd, and outside the bookstore, there was a continuous stream of people taking pictures, as if there was a different event going on inside the bookstore.

‘What did you call this?’

Kate, who had been repeatedly looking around, soon thought of the word ‘Masquerade’ as she watched Doofi imitating Tony’s actions. She clearly remembered seeing people on TV playing around in costumes of characters from creative works like that.

Of course, not everyone gave it a positive review.

There were certainly those who frowned and avoided the sight of a black man, Doofy, blatantly imitating a white man, Tony.

However, Doopi himself did not care about such gazes at all. He did not act more confidently as if he was telling people to come see him, but ignored them as if they did not exist and focused only on his own work.

“Tony, that’s a nice jacket!”

“Thank you.”

“Blonde hair is cool too! Try flipping it over.”

“like this?”

Everyone cheered as the scalp flipped over their heads like in the drama.

Thanks to that, even the long wait outside the bookstore became somewhat enjoyable.

Each fan stood and shared their thoughts related to ‘About T’, and the commotion spread like waves on the surface of the water.

But Kate couldn’t quite fit into the atmosphere and kept her mouth shut.

Instead, her mind was flooded with ‘feedback’ about Doofy’s actions just now.

‘Why are you sweeping your hair to the side like that? You should spread out five fingers from front to back like a rake and sweep them all at once. That doesn’t match the historical accuracy. Why is everyone cheering at such a clumsy move?’

······To summarize simply, ‘My Tony is not like that!’

In that way, Kate listened to the reactions going around her with her own concentration, and she felt an inexplicable sense of irritation and anger whenever people expressed different opinions from her.

Kingston Doofy, who surprisingly had a good sense of this, naturally noticed Kate’s mood, but, just like before, he didn’t care.

The line gradually shortened.

Kate keeps her ears open to the conversation going on, but doesn’t really get involved.

Then, just as I was entering the bookstore, Doopi, who saw the timing, approached me and asked.

“You look a bit upset.”

“······Ah, no.”

During high school, they knew each other’s faces and names, but Kate couldn’t act like a god in front of Doofi.

But Doofy Kingston, who had a much better sense of ‘this area’ than most, noticed that Kate was holding something in and pushed up his glasses.

And he said it provocatively.

“I think Alice is a waste to Tony.”

“Oh, really?”

“Ah. She’s a good student, and if you give her a little push, she’ll be loved by many people at school in no time. The thought crosses my mind that she might meet a better man after she enters college.”

Bam-!

Suddenly there was a huge noise.

“······?”

“Greukneung······.”

Kate Moore desperately suppresses her true nature(?) in front of Doopi, who is momentarily stunned by the loud sound of gnashing teeth.

Doopi, who had sensed a breakthrough(?) there, continued talking.

“Of course Tony is a good guy, but he has a fatal flaw: he’s stupid. I don’t think the two of them will last long since they don’t have the same level of intelligence.”

“No, that means······.”

Kate quickly fell for the provocation.

Her tongue, trained countless times in broadcasting classes at Central City Value High School and debate classes at Stanford, began to roll smoothly.

“Don’t those two people suit each other better?”

“Hoo.”

“If it weren’t for Tony, Alice would have been trapped in her own ‘Viewfinder’. Tony helped Alice and her situation improved, and because of Alice, Tony also improved. Since they are complementary to each other, isn’t it possible for the two to get along better?”

“Wow! That’s right, that’s right. Well said.”

Just then, a stranger intervened from the side.

Kate Moore’s eyes widened for a moment when she saw a female student who seemed to be about the same age as her.

‘What am I doing now?’

He’s showing such intense emotions in front of people.

In fact, it wasn’t even to the extent that others would call it intense, but in any case, openly and head-on refuting what the other person said wasn’t Kate Moore’s style.

But now······I don’t know why, but I feel happy.

‘be pleasant?’

Kate tilted her head like a robot that had just learned human emotions.

‘Why is this fun?’

It was that very moment.

“That’s somewhat reasonable. But that’s in the past. Does Alice, who has grown up more, really need Tony at this point?”

“Oh, no!”

Despite feeling awkward about herself, Kate pushed that feeling aside and raised her voice slightly to represent the character in the story she loved.

A faint smile spread across Doopi’s lips.

“Alice gained the courage to interact with others because of Tony. Not only that, but the two of them have precious memories from their time together. They are a match made in heaven.”

“i think so too!”

“That’s right! Both Tony and Alice have their own charms!”

A conversation that naturally occurs among a crowd of people gathered for the same purpose.

Inside, Kate was suddenly very excited and was asserting the charm of ‘About T’.

An act of sharing one’s feelings with the other person without considering the surrounding circumstances or the conflicts between people, and expressing trivial opinions that are actually meaningless in life but become more enjoyable the more one talks about them.

All of this was the behavior that Kate Moore so loathed, but she didn’t notice it at the moment.

Although she had yet to make a ‘secret friend’ as God had said, Kate Moore was beginning to feel the liberating effect of such conversations, even if unconsciously.

***

After the autograph session ended, the bookstore was filled with people.

The bookstore, which had three floors, had an open structure from the first floor to the top floor. People sat along the railings of each floor and spread out on the first floor, and the moderator stepped forward to lead the discussion and shouted into the microphone.

[Everyone-! Did you enjoy the autograph session today?]

[Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhh-!!]

There was a thunderous applause.

In front of him, I felt my cheeks burning for a moment and covered my face with my hands. Next to me, I heard Julia burst out laughing, saying, ‘Phehe.’

······I’ll have fun playing with this later.

[I’m also a huge fan of author ‘Shin’! The number of people who attended the author’s first autograph session today was as many as······! 536 people! It’s really an incredible amount of enthusiasm! It’s a bit sad to just send you all away! Let’s invite author Shin and talk to him in person!]

“Author.”

Julia’s signal.

I accepted the microphone handed to me by the staff member standing next to me and waited for the host’s signal.

‘It’s really serious.’

The professional host hired for the day shouted, extending the questionnaire he was holding toward the back of the stage.

[Everyone! Please welcome with a big round of applause and cheers! This is the new writer!]

[Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggghhhhhh-!!]

As he said, there was tremendous cheering and applause.

There were many people who just received my autograph and left, but many more people waited for my interview.

After slowly walking up onto the stage, I looked at the crowds gathered from the first to the third floor, shook hands with the host, and sat down on a chair that had been prepared in advance.

“Welcome, Author. It seems like a lot of fans have gathered today. How about saying hello?”

“Hello. My name is ‘Shin.’”

[SEEN! SEEN! SEEN! SEEN! SEEN! SEEN! SEEN! SEEN!]

Name calls pouring in from all over.

I couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly in front of the glory that was showered on famous entertainers and sports stars. Then, I reorganized the questions in my head to avoid making any mistakes during today’s interview.

In fact, the most important purpose of today’s conversation could be summarized in one simple sentence.

After going through several side story-like stories, a new series has finally begun.

It was announced that ‘About T: College’ would be serialized.

End

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