Chapter 459 - Author (11)

"Give me my blanket back!" I wrestled for my blanket from Alex.

I didn't think everyone would suffer from nosebleeds from reading the next volumes. I was definitely going to make the romance even lighter into the volume. It was strange how everyone was overreacting since there was mostly action in the novel I wrote. Everything was about fighting the monsters coming from another dimensional gate. The romance was just an extra to spice up the events.

"One sip Rika," Alex placed more strength into his pulls.

"I don't need them!" I didn't get affected by my own novels.

"You already took my temperature!" I turned to Luke.

"That's why I'm just asking for one sip," he waited for me to give up.

"Nobody else is taking them," I pointed out.

"Do you think we don't know you may get another fever soon?" Alex took my blanket away.

I ran to Cillian's bed, trying to wake him up to chase them out of my room. Why were all my readers so weak? This was nothing compared to the usual light novels and comic books I usually read. These people would never survive in the otaku fandom if they kept on fainting from this. I tried to shake him awake as he was completely gone from this world from looking at their faces for a few seconds.

"Why aren't you waking up?" I started to slap his cheeks.

"Give me a few seconds," Cillian g.r.o.a.n.e.d.

"You need to kick them out of our room," I shook him harder.

"I can't," Cillian closed his eyes again.

"Get out of his bed Rika," Luke's voice turned frostier.

"I'll get out of his bed if you leave," I crossed my arms.

While Luke started to drag me out of Cillian's bed, I started to think this would be a great scene to implement into the next volume. Grabbing onto his blankets since mine were taken away, Cillian slightly shivered. Maybe it would be better to sleep on the ground, the carpets and the perfectly regulated temperatures would make it bearable. I needed some rest after working on the novels without a break in the club room.

"I can't believe all the ruckus she's creating because of one sip," Alex coldly watched me.

Who knew what side effects the antibiotics carried with them? Other than the cough drops, the medicine that Luke carried were either painful or tasted disgustingly awful. I didn't want to rinse my mouth many times to get rid of the horrible feeling on my tongue. Flopping onto the ground, I wrapped myself inside the blanket. The antibiotics would definitely do more harm than good when there was nothing wrong with me.

"Are you actually trying to sleep on the ground?" Alex became dumbfounded.

"I told you that I was tired. Can't you leave so I can sleep in peace?" I rolled to get under my bed.

"I'll let you visit your side of the family for the next holidays," Luke sighed.

"Just one sip?" I rolled towards him.

"One sip," Luke opened the bottle.

Pouring the antibiotic onto a small spoon, he wanted me to open my mouth. When I swallowed the antibiotic, I frowned from the horrible taste. Coughing from how sour it was, Luke passed me a glass of water to help. But I still couldn't stop coughing, starting to burn and sweat that were likely from the side effects. The room started to spin as I could feel someone carrying my body to lay me down on my bed.

"People only react to the antibiotic that way when there's a 99.9% chance they would get sick later on," Alex chided me.

"This is worse than I thought," Luke frowned.

"I should've given you the antibiotic earlier," he mumbled.

Maybe the next volume would become its last. I didn't think the volumes I wrote would come back to me this way. Cillian had no choice but to open the door for them since he signed a contract with Luke. This antibiotic was causing me to suffer through the pain now while avoiding the fever later on. I pounded on my c.h.e.s.t, having the pain being stuffed into it. A little nosebleed was nothing compared to this. Fainting? What a joke. You wouldn't be able to feel any pain since you would be unconscious.

"Can you leave now?" I felt annoyed.

If they were sticking to their promise, both of them had to leave the room. Cillian woke up as soon as they left, reading another set of instructions left by Luke. He watched me suffer as he rubbed my back to help with the pain. I needed another plan to avoid Luke if the nosebleeds and fainting kept on continuing.

"I'm done being an author," I grumbled.

"What about the fans?" Cillian reminded me.

"They're no fans of mine. True fans wouldn't faint from such a lighthearted story," I coughed.

Once I finished the final volume, I slammed it onto the table. Although everyone was disappointed from the announcement, Luke would start to get suspicious from everyone fainting around them for a longer period of time. I didn't need him to walk into my dorm room again to give me another antibiotic. I left the mana research club in charge of selling the books. I never wanted to touch any of the volumes again. The production of the merchandise stopped from my orders while I didn't sign any of the books anymore.