Chapter 114: A Room You Can't Leave Without S.M. (6)
Many people are mistaken, and sometimes even the authors themselves get confused…
In reality, a novelist is no different from a storyteller.
I am not a person who writes, but one who unravels characters and narratives.
Writing is merely a medium to convey my story. Essentially, it is no different from speech, song, or painting.
At least, that’s what I think, even if others don’t.
As I ruminated over a conclusion I reached long ago, I gently stroked Benny’s purple hair, which lay on my thigh.
“Since I’ve heard Benny’s story, would you like to hear mine next?”
“Wh-what are you doing?!”
Benny, struggling to get up. No matter how much of a mage she is, as a high-ranking adventurer who has built her specs in the Labyrinth, her strength surpasses mine.