My anime/manga fandom can't be that lazy.

"Yes, this is Mr. Yakumo's venue. Are you here for an autograph too?"

The girl suddenly overcame her social anxiety, leaving Dongfang Bai momentarily stunned. However, seeing that she was holding a book with a cover that vaguely resembled 'Fate,' he realized she was there for an autograph...

But her voice is really beautiful, like a lark's, and her unique voice is very memorable.

So I actually have female fans...?

Dongfang Bai suddenly felt a bit emotional. He had thought that everyone attending the autograph session would be rough men, but seeing such cute female fans suddenly gave him the motivation to sign autographs.

The girl had long, straight, flaxen hair with wispy strands, a fringe that swept to the left, a half-tied ponytail on the right, a bright green bow in her hair, and amber eyes.

She has a beautiful, naturally cute face that makes people feel comfortable, and a very slender figure. She is a true beauty.

"Thank you so much! Your voice is so lovely!"

Dongfang Bai looked like he had just realized something. He thanked the girl and quickly left, because he had just glanced at his watch and realized there were only ten minutes left before the show started…

"Wait a minute... there are only ten minutes left before the show starts...?"

The girl with long flaxen hair was taken aback. She watched as Dongfang Bai simply ran off. Wasn't he a fan who came to the book signing? Or was he just asking for directions...?

As expected, a boy like him probably wouldn't read light novels in real life, the girl thought with a hint of disappointment, but she quickly came to terms with it.

She was incredibly excited! She was about to see the author of 'Fate', 'Yakumo Shiro', and she was absolutely thrilled. Judging from the writing style, he must be a mature and composed man!

……

"Damn it, where is the entrance to this venue?!"

Although Dongfang Bai knew this was the venue for his autograph session, he had never been here before, so he was completely confused and at a loss.

"Serves him right. I should have just asked a staff member where the entrance was..."

Dongfang Bai slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that he still had his cell phone. He could just call Kagurazaka Ayame and that would be fine. In an instant, he felt incredibly stupid and took out his phone to turn it on.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The phone rang as soon as he turned it on. Dongfang Bai was taken aback; it was Kagurazaka Ayame calling. Upon closer inspection, he realized she had called over 20 times, but hadn't answered once…

We're doomed...!

Because he always checks the time with his watch on his left wrist and his phone is off, he hasn't received Kagurazaka Ayame's call yet. Now, all he has left is 7 minutes until the show starts.

"Hello?! Oh my god, they finally answered the phone!"

Kagurazaka Ayame's voice sounded relieved, as if a huge weight had been lifted from her chest.

"I'm so sorry, my phone was off just now... Sister Ayame, I'm at the back of the venue right now, and I can't find the staff entrance at all."

"Don't move! Don't move at all! I'm coming right away!"

Kagurazaka Ayame hung up the phone decisively. In less than two minutes, she found Dongfang Bai. Seeing his bewildered look, she couldn't get angry and could only take him into the venue.

"~Because we consider that fans may harass the author, the staff entrance is usually very hidden."

Kagurazaka Ayame led Dongfang Bai through a door in the alley behind the main entrance, and after going up several floors, they finally arrived at the venue. As soon as he entered, he saw a large banner and his seat.

"I've finally found you! You almost scared me to death! There are only 4 minutes left before the show starts! You should get ready now!"

Kagurazaka Ayame looked relaxed. Now that the Eastern white man had been found, she considered the matter settled. She hadn't expected the author himself to arrive at the venue just three minutes before the event was about to begin…

Nobody would believe it if I told them!

"call."

Dongfang Bai plopped down in his assigned spot, with a large banner hanging above his head that read, "Welcome to the autograph session of Dengeki Bunko author 'Yakumo Bai'."

As expected of Dengeki Bunko, they actually rented such a huge venue for themselves. They're really rich... ugh, they're really extravagant.

I'm just a new author, but the venue for the book signing should be able to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and there shouldn't be any problem with thousands of readers outside.

"I was originally planning to change you into a handsome suit and do your makeup, but you came so late, so I can only do it like this."

Kagurazaka Ayame rolled her eyes, but she didn't say anything because she was still very confident in Dongfang Bai's looks. Even without makeup, he was much more attractive than most otaku authors.

Most light novel authors are in their twenties or even thirties, and some have even gained weight. Only a few 'geniuses' can make a name for themselves in their teens.

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Well, you look pretty good in this outfit too.

Kagurazaka Ayame circled around Dongfang Bai, becoming more and more satisfied with his appearance. The black coat suited him well, making him look quite handsome.

"By the way, you hardly post anything on Twitter. Are you trying to cultivate an image of aloof author?"

ha?

Dongfang Bai was completely baffled. He had no such idea at all. He hadn't logged into his Twitter account in a long time, but it was just because he was lazy, and even lazier than that, he didn't want to post anything on Twitter all the time.

For him, Twitter is just a tool for sending important messages, such as when he is about to start a new book. He basically doesn't use it at other times. Besides, there are all kinds of people on Twitter, which can be annoying.

It's like someone is slandering him on Twitter, even tagging him and naming him. He can't even see it, so naturally he won't be bothered by it. Why wouldn't he be happy to do that?

"Is it about to start? Is the air conditioning in the theater a bit cold?"

Dongfang Bai felt a chill and suddenly realized that there was an air conditioner right above his head. No wonder it was so cold. But the weather was also very hot today, so the readers outside must be quite restless too.

"Wait... your signature should be fine, right?"

Just as Kagurazaka Ayame nodded, feeling that everything was ready except for the final touch, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Dongfang Bai's signature yet, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?

"Oh, don't worry about that, there shouldn't be any problem."

Dongfang Bai thought she was making a fuss over something, but it was just signing his name. He was used to writing in cursive, so his signature was naturally very beautiful.

Artistic signatures emphasize 'force'. If the force is applied appropriately and the font framework and brushstrokes are well-chosen, it's quite easy to make it look decent. Dongfang Bai has studied Tai Chi and has a good grasp of force.

"Also, I'd like to ask..."

Dongfang Bai's lips twitched, and he pointed to the two burly men in black beside him and asked.

"What's going on with these two guys...?"

This is so awkward! Standing on either side of me, are you two door gods? And I'm even wearing all black today, making me look like a triad boss...?

These two men were dressed in white-collar black suits, wearing black ties and black sunglasses. They were extremely burly, with slightly bulging muscles that could be seen through their clothes. They also had serious expressions, giving off an inexplicable sense of intimidation.

"Ah, those two are bodyguards. They prevent fans from getting too emotional, and they also deal with any attempts to cause trouble or harm the author."

Kagurazaka Ayame looked unimpressed, after all, attending a signing event is quite normal in the industry.

Because of their numerous past offenses, some unscrupulous authors have been given the opportunity to be blindfolded and brutally beaten, while others have become so excited during book signings that they try to forcibly kiss readers. Therefore, bodyguards are still very necessary.

……

"Finally! The show is about to begin!"

The girl with long flaxen hair, named Minami Kotori, was the same person who had just given Dongfang Bai directions. She looked at the entrance of the venue with an excited expression.

Because she arrived late, she didn't get a front-row seat, so the queue might be very long. Therefore, she had already bought snacks and the second volume of Fate to pass the time.

She had been looking forward to it for a very long time. The second book she had now was bought with her allowance. This one was a deluxe edition, which was a bit pricey, so she would probably have to be more frugal for a while.

So she cherished it very much, but the thought of the plot inside made her want to open it and watch it!

"I'm so excited! I'm really curious about what kind of person Yakumo-sensei is."

"Didn't Dengeki Bunko release information saying it was a high school student?"

"How could that be? It must just be some enticing news released by the paperback publisher... I guess he's probably around 30 years old by now?"

The people in front of Minami Kotori were talking very enthusiastically because the event was about to start and the readers were very excited, with everyone's eyes turned to the entrance of the venue.

"High school student...?"

Kotori Minami didn't think so. She also felt that the person who could create Fate should be around 20 or 30 years old. How could it be someone her age? The contrast would be too great.

Actually, no one knows that Yamada Elf's true form is only fourteen or fifteen years old, otherwise they would probably be so surprised that their heads would fall off.

"The show has begun!"

The doors to the venue finally opened, and everyone entered one by one in a very orderly manner. First, they had to enter the main hall before they could enter Professor Yakumo's room one by one.

If everyone doesn't follow the order, the venue will become very chaotic, so we have to arrange everything carefully.

"coming."

The first person to enter was a young man with black-rimmed glasses. He looked very excited, holding four or five volumes of the second volume of 'Fate', all of which were hardcover editions.

The moment Dongfang Bai saw him, he understood that he was definitely the ultimate otaku who bought three copies: one for backup, one for preaching, one for collection, and the remaining two to give away.

And he was the first one to come in, so he must have queued up for a long time beforehand to be the first one in. He really worked hard.

"Hello, Mr. Yakumo! Wow, it's actually you in person! I'm a huge fan of your books! Please sign this for me!"

The young man was also very excited, but he didn't show off too much. He completely ignored the two black-clad men standing like statues next to him and slowly walked up to Dongfang Bai and spoke.

"Haha, thank you for your support."

Dongfang Bai smiled and shook hands with him. He really liked his fans who supported him. He didn't have the airs of a big-name writer; instead, he was very approachable, like a friendly older brother next door.

"It's signed."

Dongfang Bai's brushstrokes flowed like dragons, his black fountain pen signing a book in a single second. The signatures were powerful and vigorous, exuding an inexplicable aura.

Thank you so much!!!

The young man excitedly picked up several books, bowed slightly, and left quickly. It was clear that he was a frequent attendee of author signing events and was very familiar with all the rules, without lingering and inconveniencing the people behind him.

"Alright, alright... there are still many people ahead of us."

Dongfang Bai shifted slightly, then sat up straight, gripped his pen, and waited for the next reader to enter.

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