Chapter 1
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 1
This isn't it!
“Today is really fun!”
I liked Munchkin Harem novels. Stories where the protagonist is surrounded by pretty girls, faces no adversity whatsoever, and lives however he pleases.
While waiting for my friend, I finished reading the latest chapters, and just then, the friend who arrived brought up an unexpected topic.
“I finished a novel.”
“Huh? A novel? A web novel?”
“Yeah, a web novel. I wrote one chapter every day, hit 400 chapters, and finally finished it a little while ago.”
“One chapter every day? That's amazing! Without missing a single day. Your college life must have been busy too.”
“But nobody read it starting from chapter 300. There haven't been any comments since chapter 30 either. Can you check what the problem is?”
Aside from the pride of finishing it, the guy looked regretful. Because of that regret, he wanted me to look at it. Still, reading 400 chapters was burdensome, so I politely declined in a roundabout way.
“I really worked hard on the setting for this. The ending is touching too. Please, just read the final arc.”
“Can't I read it when I get home?”
“Then, just search it on your phone and click on it so you don't forget.”
I had no choice but to search for the title he told me.
Living as a Soi
Just looking at the title, I couldn't get a sense of what the content was about. It was the winter break of my freshman year of college. It was the first bar visit on January 1st, and we agreed to just drink, but this guy only talked about his novel.
He poured out stories he hadn't been able to tell for a long time like a flood—how the High Elf Empire was formed, how strong the Emperor was, that there was a gallery, and so on.
“The setting is that Elves are only female, isn't that totally great? There are Beastkin too! Animal ears! Tails! Huh? How is it?”
“That setting might be okay?”
“Right? But humans are despised because they are Soi!”
“Soi?”
“Yeah, the Small-Eared Race.”
“But the title is Living as a Soi?”
“Curious, right? Make sure to read it at home!”
When I showed interest, my friend looked happy. I didn't expect to only talk about novels at the first bar we visited, but since my friend was so happy, I just thought, ‘Whatever’s good is good.’
“Okay! I'll definitely read it! But I need to use the restroom for a moment.”
“Yeah~ Go ahead~”
I liked Munchkin Harem novels.
But my friend's novel wasn't a Munchkin Harem.
The moment I stepped out of the restroom, it was a different world. It seemed I was inside my friend's novel.
I said this kind of thing is boring~~~!!!
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