A super great writer in the second dimension

A super great writer in the second dimension

Author: Autumn's End

Summary:

I am a literary giant who has traveled through countless two-dimensional dimensions, a great literary giant!

The online novels he wrote have received over 10 billion hits and over 10 million subscriptions!

The physical books he wrote were eagerly sought after by film and television companies for adaptation!

His script excited the American director Steven Spielberg so much that he filmed it with a bloody passion!

He is an unprecedented great writer!

1. Would you like to meet my daughter?

　In September, Japan still retains some of the lingering summer heat.

　At 8:30 a.m., Sanzenin Arashi was wide awake. After getting off the plane, she rushed here to Tokyo, Japan!

　Arashi Sanzenin is a transmigrator who, from the moment he opened his eyes and discovered he was an infant, received an education in imperial studies and underwent knightly training within the British Royal Family, thus developing a world-class body and mind.

　Time flies when you arrive in Japan; several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

　Having fun is his goal; after all, besides time, there's nothing else in life!

　The hotel I've been staying at these past few days.

　Around seven o'clock in the morning, Sanzenin Arashi took off her clothes, her mind filled with sleepiness.

　Then, a deep sigh came from behind.

　"Hmm..." It was a woman's voice.

　Inside the bedroom of the luxury apartment, the woman lying behind Sanzenin Arashi was a married woman.

　The woman behind her is named Sayuri Sawamura. She also has a daughter named Eriri Sawamura, who, like her mother, is undoubtedly a great beauty.

　"Good morning." The beautiful wife shrugged her shoulders and then got dressed.

　Although Sayuri Sawamura looks to be only in her early twenties, she has a slightly devilish smile and is an absolute beauty.

　Sawamura Sayuri got dressed in casual clothes, and despite having a daughter about the same age as Sanzenin Arashi, she exuded a youthful aura. Then, with a mischievous grin, she beckoned to Arashi, practically saying, "Come and eat me up!"

　Almost as Sanzenin Arashi was about to transform into a wolf, Sayuri smiled, pointing her finger at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly said something that Sanzenin Arashi could not accept.

　"Lan, how about we try to meet my daughter?"

　“Um…” Sanzenin Arashi blushed a little. He felt ashamed to face the other woman’s daughter after sleeping with her mother.

　..

2. Regarding your mother's matter, all I can say is...

　Sawamura Spencer Eriri.

　This is Sayuri Sawamura's daughter.

　At this moment, Sanzenin Arashi was cleaning the room, her brows covered in sweat.

　All the clutter in the room was thrown into the trash can. Last night we did something a little special, and there was a pair of... ripped black stockings in the trash can.

　Sawamura Sayuri sat behind someone, watching the young man tidy up the room with a smile.

　She produced a small red flag from somewhere and waved it around, bickering, "Go for it! Fight!"

　"You should come and help too!"

　Lily laughed: "I'm the type whose blood pressure is low when I wake up."

　Low blood pressure... I think it's just for fun!

　Xiaobaihe was dressed in casual home clothes, with bodysuits on her feet, and swayed back and forth in the air, looking like a relaxed homebody.

　Half an hour later, Sanzenin Arashi finally finished cleaning up the condoms and some special tools on the ground.

　“I can already see my daughter’s adorable figure by the window. Is there anything else I haven’t finished, Arashi?” Sawamura Sayuri said casually.

　Lan Zhen had no idea where her ease came from.

　Where in the world can you find a mother who calls her daughter to meet her boyfriend at night?

　Unfortunately, she was right in front of me.

　This woman brought this upon herself by wanting to introduce her daughter to him!

　I really shouldn't have drawn her portrait!

　"Well, I can't wait to see my daughter. She came back from England early, so what can I do?" Sawamura Sayuri said with a smile, seemingly unaware of her current situation.

　Sanzenin Arashi felt a sudden stomach ache.

　Sayuri said she wanted to meet her daughter.

　I think she's just teasing me.

　Sayuri smiled and picked up a piece of paper—it was an oil painting of Yuriko Sawamura herself, and in one corner of the painting was written in English: "To the beautiful you: Arashi Sanzenin."

　Sanzenin Arashi, of course, ignored his own fault and then put on a stern face: "Just in case, let's go over the statements again!"

　Sayuri nodded.

　"So, from now on, my setup is that I'm the senior apprentice of Joshua Bright, the British ambassador to Japan. We trained together under the sword saint Cassius Bright and earned the title of knight. You heard I was here and came to exchange pleasantries, right?"

　As Sanzenin Arashi changed into his formal attire, he took out a knight's sword from his bag and tucked it into his waistband, also placing his knight's badge on his collar.

　The Sanzenin family has a very good relationship with the British Royal Family, and has been providing them with financial assistance for over a century. It is said that the current Queen is an old friend of her grandfather, and that if her deceased father had not met her mother, he would have married a royal princess.

　"Eh?!"

　Sawamura Sayuri's eyes suddenly widened. "Arashi-kun is really a knight?!"

　Sanzenin Arashi said, "Of course."

　Sayuri asked, "But isn't that part of the setting...?"

　Sawamura Sayuri thought Sanzenin Arashi was just joking until he took out the Knight's Badge.

　This was simply incomprehensible to her.

　How could a sixteen-year-old boy do something like this?

　"Of course it's a capitalist country, where money can buy anything." Sanzenin Arashi didn't say that, but instead covered it up by saying, "Because I'm Cassius Bright's apprentice."

　Sawamura Sayuri stared in disbelief: "Are you serious?!"

　Cassius was a world-renowned warrior and a high-ranking nobleman; he was the Count of Monte Cristo.

　“You can confirm with the diplomatic ambassador yourself. He is my senior, so this should be correct.” Sanzenin Arashi shrugged.

　Despite the undeniable facts before her, Sayuri Sawamura still couldn't quite believe it.

　She simply couldn't reconcile this extraordinary genius with the boyish face in front of her.

　Sanzenin Arashi confirmed repeatedly, "You really have memorized it..."

　Ding-dong-

　Just then, the doorbell rang.

　Sanzenin Arashi walked to the door and opened it—

　Before them stood an exceptionally beautiful woman.

　Sawamura Spencer Eriri.

　She is the daughter of Sawamura Sayuri, the woman he meets at night!

　"What should I call her?" Sanzenin Arashi looked at the beautiful girl at the door, her eyes twitching.

　..

3. This oil painting is so amazing, I've never seen anything like it in my life.

　Eriri is Sayuri's daughter.

　The two even had the same eye color, blonde hair and blue eyes, with a cute little fang at the corner of their mouths. They wore white dresses and over-the-knee socks, revealing their tender thighs. They both looked quiet and gentle. Now, with their blonde hair tied into pigtails, they had an indescribable charm.

　A typical rich girl.

　Her gaze lingered on Sanzenin Arashi for a few seconds before she bowed slightly: "Hello, I am Sawamura Spencer Eriri. Is my mother here?"

　Arashi Sanzenin nodded. "My name in Japan is Arashi, you can just call me that."

　He bent down slightly and lifted Eriri's small hand.

　"...?" Under the girl's puzzled gaze, Sanzenin Arashi gave a light, perfunctory bow.

　Eriri jolted as if electrocuted, but quickly calmed down.

　"Excuse me," Eriri said politely.

　Sawamura Sayuri sat on the sofa, and the atmosphere between the two seemed a little strange.

　Eriri sighed, "Hey, Mom, what happened?"

　Could this girl have already figured something out?

　“None of that matters, Eriri. Mom just wants to introduce you to a really good helper, okay?” Sayuri Sawamura looked at her daughter with a smile.

　Eriri was a little confused when she heard this. What helper?

　Is there anything I need help with?

　"Look at this." Sayuri Sawamura exaggeratedly pulled out the painting "To the Beautiful You" from behind her back, then waved it in front of her daughter, saying with considerable pride, "Isn't Mommy in this painting beautiful?"

　Eriri's eyes widened immediately.

　The girl herself didn't particularly like oil painting, but the artwork in front of her gave her a certain feeling.

　—His own mother jumped into the painting.

　Oil paintings are inherently somewhat abstract, but that's exactly the feeling this painting gave her.

　"You haven't been preparing this painting all these past few days, have you?!" Eriri blurted out almost instinctively, "Are you an idiot?!"

　Others may not know, but Eriri Sawamura knows that the more delicate an oil painting is, the more time it takes to complete it. Some colors cannot be mixed; you have to wait for the paint on the paper to dry before covering it with another color to achieve the best effect.

　The painting in front of me is undoubtedly of this caliber. It is a masterpiece of Renaissance technique, which Leonardo da Vinci brought to its highest point. All of this brilliance is evident in this painting.

　Eriri believes that it would take thirty or forty years of experience to create this painting, and at least she couldn't do it.

　So her gaze became somewhat serious, but then she fell into deeper doubts.

　The girl pondered deeply. The reason why the painting speed wouldn't be so slow at this level of simplicity was because the details were so exquisite, requiring hundreds of thousands of strokes on a single sheet of paper.

　Moreover, if you paint other areas while the paint is still wet, you might forget where you were going to paint later.

　These colors require the painter to think about their combinations and to blend them with the surrounding colors.

　That's why Eriri was so surprised, quite astonished that her mother had spent several days preparing a painting.

　"Bang!" Sawamura Sayuri shouted out a special sound effect, then put her hands together in front of her to make a big X. "Wait a minute, this painting only took two hours to complete, and the original artist is right next to you!"

　"Huh...?" Eriri's eyes widened. "Two hours? No... you said the original author is right next to me, then I'd like to meet him!"

　The mother and daughter looked like siblings, bickering without any sense of hierarchy.

　However, now that the topic has shifted to him, I have to step forward.

　Sanzenin Arashi calmly kicked the condom next to Eriri's feet aside, coughed, and said, "It is I, the author of this painting."

　Eriri Sawamura's gaze swept over, scrutinizing Arashi Sanzenin, and she asked suspiciously, "Is it really you?"

　That look seemed to say: Who are you kidding?! You're so young, almost the same age as me, it's a miracle you could even draw that.

　Sanzenin Arashi shrugged: "It really is me."

　"Are you sure?" Eriri asked, frowning.

　..