Chapter 9: What A Way To Start The Day
I yawn and stretch my arms, having just woken up.
Getting out of bed, several… self relief objects hit the ground from my personal time last night.
And I will exercise my right to not elaborate further on that.
Cleaning and putting those away, I go to the bathroom and hop in the shower.
Feels like something super important was happening today but I can't quite put my finger on it.
I always seem to forget things on Fridays.
Scratching my head, I try to remember.
Maybe it had something to do with Bla-
OH SHIT!
Blanc's announcement is today!
I completely pushed it out of my mind with everything that was going on this week!
Quickly showering, I leap out and run back into my room.
Hastily removing the sheets and stuff, I throw them into the washer.
Now in the living room, I open the box with my computers in it, fishing through it for my laptop.
Got it!
Going to my desk, I crack the laptop open and turn it on.
Jumping on Chirper, I pull up Blanc's page.
Yes! Just in time for her livestream!
That was so close.
"Good morning everyone. As usual, I'm here today to announce that voting for the guests that you want to see at Lowee's annual literature convention has begun," Blanc says.
The convention is still only a couple months away.
Should be enough time to create the preview chapter for The Lowee Vigilante and get the final volume of My Sister Can't Be This Obsessed released.
"As always, while many guests may be selected, only one is chosen to be interviewed by me," she says.
And that interview is literal gold for anyone's career regardless if Blanc likes your work or outright despises it.
Though it's much more entertaining to watch her tear people apart, it's not wrong to enjoy it because every author that gets interviewed is just ecstatic to have Blanc in their presence and talking about their creative work at all.
She's just that… a-amazing.
Even if she absolutely destroys me in front of everyone, I'll be the exact same way.
Though I gotta really stop talking as if I'm guaranteed the spot.
Because I'm not.
"Another note to touch on, a lot of you have been asking me about an upcoming mangaka and want my opinion of him," she says.
Hold on!
Is she talking about me?
"The mangaka I'm referring to is, of course, Ruruichi," she says.
"SHE SAID MY NAME!" I exclaim, jumping out of my chair.
The chat room explodes with messages, hyping out over her mentioning me.
Based on that alone, I can feel my chances increasing.
Calming down, I take my seat.
"The books have really taken off for him. He's even already in the top bestselling of this year. That's all I'll say about that. Maybe Ruruichi gets picked or maybe not. At the end of the day, it depends on whether or not he gets lucky," she says, smile on her face.
DOES THAT SMILE MEAN GOOD THINGS?
DOES SHE KNOW THAT I'M WATCHING?
I WANT TO KNOW!
"Best of luck, Ruruichi. You're going to need it," she says playfully, smugly grinning.
SHE DEFINITELY KNOWS!
"OH MY GODDESS! OH MY GODDESS! OH MY GODDESS!" I scream, rocking my chair back and forth.
I rock back way too far and fall over.
With my hands on my face, I laugh loudly, quickly devolving into sounding like a maniacal villain.
"With that said, the stream is now over. Cast your votes!" She says, concluding the stream.
LADY BLANC IS AWARE!
THAT MAKES ME SO HAPPY!
After a few minutes, I wind down and get back up on my feet.
Oh shit! I forgot that everything I do can be seen.
F-Forget what you witnessed!
I don't have a damn problem!
Suddenly, my bedroom door is opened.
Oh, it's Mina.
"Did… did you see the stream?" she pants, out of breath.
Must've ran here.
"Of course I did," I say.
"You plan on trying to go to the con, right?" she asks.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I question.
"Better tell your fans to go vote to increase your chances of success," she says.
"I've already got it all covered," I say.
Gotta stay several steps ahead.
"I have an idea in mind. How would you like for me to cook breakfast for you to celebrate being explicitly mentioned by Blanc?" she questions.
"That sounds wonderful!" I exclaim.
She leaves for a bit to get ingredients from her room and comes back, taking to my kitchen.
"Here you go," she says cheerfully, putting a plate of hot pancakes with a nice pat of butter and generous amounts of syrup in front of me.
"Thank you, Mina!" I say, smiling.
"You're welcome, Leon!" she says, smiling back.
Cutting out a portion of the pancakes with a fork, I stuff it in my mouth.
These are some really great pancakes!
Definitely better than Linda's cooking not that my sister is bad at it whatsoever.
Almost close to beating Rei's too.
"These are amazing," I compliment.
"Aww, I'm glad you like them," she says.
Flirting, I kiss her on the cheek making her blush.
"Leon, you know better than to flirt with me. Unless… you want something," she says seductively, rubbing my right thigh.
I'm tempted.
I stand up.
"Maybe I do want something," I say, licking my lips.
"Oh, what's that?" she asks, throwing her arms around my neck.
"There's something between those legs of yours that I want for breakfast too," I say, grabbing her waist.
"Go ahead and get it then," she says.
Picking Mina up, I take her to the couch and lay her down with me on top.
"L-Leon," she mutters as I kiss her neck and rub her pussy through her panties.
She's already so wet.
I can't help myself!
Diving my hand in her damp panties, I pump my middle finger in her.
Feels like I'm going to cum in my pants just from pleasuring her alone!
About to go down on her, her phone rings, putting a pause on things.
"S-Sorry!" she apologizes as she grabs her phone off the floor.
"Don't worry about it," I say.
"Yes?" she says, answering the phone.
"Y-You need me now? … Can't the maid do it? … She's busy?! … I'll be right there, ma'am!" she talks with whoever's on the phone then hangs up.
"Something wrong?" I question, letting her get up.
"I gotta go immediately. I need to babysit for someone as a favor," she explains, fixing her clothes.
"Don't let me stop you then," I say.
"I apologize for having to cut this short. Please don't be mad," she says.
"It's perfectly fine. I'll see ya later," I say, waving goodbye.
"See you," she says, quickly leaving.
Should've listened to myself last night and fucked her when she offered.
So I'll say I shot myself in the foot.
Oh well.
Guess I'll carry on with what I need to do today which is getting groceries because I'm not about to keep eating pizza, pudding and fast food for sustenance.
But before that, I should really finish those pancakes first.