āItās not that Iām not curious. Iām curious if I can draw out my hidden desire and impulse.ā
āUmā¦ā¦.ā
Vivian thought,
Can I interpret that in the way I want it?
She heard it as he who had never once loved or felt the emotions in relation to love and wished to understand them through reading.
Love ā Ā that was hard. She was twenty-four and still didnāt fully understand the concept of love. She hadnāt dated once even though the people around her were doing it simply.
She was also an erotic novel author.
Had love been a theoretical problem, she would have already been a professor of love. Vivian let out a sigh and propped up her chin on the table.
āAs an experienced person, I will give you a warning. Iāve read that romance novel for 14 years and had no difference in myself.ā
āIs that so? How unfortunate.ā
āA novel is merely a novel, and Iām still told Iām catching clouds.ā
āOh no, it seems you have not found the answer yet.ā
Ray listened well to the person on the other side of the conversation and responded in tandem. Vivian had never seen his face, but she thought he would be popular amongst women and said thus.
āI had considered it myself, but wouldnāt it be natural to act as your body tells you before your emotions?ā
āBody, you sayā¦ā¦.ā
āEven if your mind is unable to lay down a judgment, your body probably already knows and understands how you feel.ā
As if it was unusual, he, who had been drowsily extended the end of his words, moved his red lips slightly.
āI will consider your advice.ā
Those red lips looked unusually luscious today. Vivian gulped hard as her heart beat faster as if she was nervous. Then, she hurriedly handed the book over to Ray.
As he took the book, the ends of their fingertips touched each other in passing. Vivian flinched slightly and curled back her fingers. In the split second, a million different pickup lines passed through her head.
Excuse me, since my shift will end soon, why donāt you have a cup of tea with me? It appears youāve recently found romance novels rather fascinating, so why donāt we share a deeper discussion on them? I am
quite
the expert in romance novelsā¦ā¦.
Tsk..it felt too aggressive.
She didnāt need to write down such suave lines as it weighed too heavily on her tongue for her to say them out loud.
After a momentās consideration, Vivian decided on what to say.
āPlease call me Vivian.ā
āAh, now that I think of it, our introductions are rather late.ā
Ray added as he apologized for his lack of politeness though Vivian already knew his name.
āThen, I shall see you tomorrow.ā
Ray lightly shook the book and turned around and walked away. Just like that he would borrow one book from the library daily and leave.
Our hands touchedā¦ā¦.
As she watched his retreating figure, Vivian whispered so softly that no one would have heard it. The electrifying sensation at the fingertips where they touched wouldnāt disappear.
She then lifted her hand and pulled at her hair. This was all because Thatcher who told her to go out and date. She thought sheād been curious and interested in Ray as a unique inspiration for her novels, but after that day, she started to be conscious of him as a man!
In other words, she had realized her curiosity towards him had been romantic in nature from the start.
āDateā¦ā¦.ā
Your novels are like lemon-flavored candy.
Vivian recalled what Thatcher had said and her lips automatically moved slightly and gulped at the end.
The tip of her tongue was sugary sweet.
Whatever. With my fate, dating isā¦ā¦.
Vivian was thankful for the mere fact that she had seen the Emperorās sexual intercourse and was still alive. After Vivian checked that her shift was over, she packed her precious notebook.
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It was now time to go back to being the Perdi, the author of erotic novels.
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The Emperor was a good and wise king in many ways.
A matchless person.
The people said.
To give me such inspirationā¦.
Vivian looked down at her notebook and admired the Emperorās benevolent character for giving her such original and new material.