Chapter 103 – Volume 2.
After we finished our bath, Hestia returned to her room, and I went downstairs to prepare breakfast for both of us. There wasn't much to cook, so I made eggs and toast.
I also made some tea, which was the only thing available. I miss having coffee with milk, but I don't know where to get coffee. I don't remember the author mentioning it in the original story.
Oh well, the important thing is to keep the stomach full.
"This is delicious. You're really good at cooking."
"I prefer making pasta. I'm not that great at preparing breakfast."
"I've never had scrambled eggs better than yours. It's delicious."
"Thanks, I guess." I chuckled and ate a portion of the scrambled eggs. They were pretty tasty, but I hadn't many seasoning options, so it could've been much better.
"Do you plan to go out today?" Hestia asked while wiping her mouth.
I sipped my tea and replied, "I plan to go to the library. I have something to take care of."
"Is there a problem with the publication of the second volume?"
"No, of course not. I'm just going there for something else. Don't worry; the book's release is still on schedule."
"I'm really excited!"
"Haven't you already read it?"
"I didn't read it all the way to the end... But I'm more curious about the art you mentioned earlier. You didn't want to show them to me..."
"It's a surprise. Anyway, I couldn't bring the arts here."
"Alright, alright~~"
"Just wait for the volume to be released. Don't be so impatient."
Hestia gave me a smile and then stuffed another portion of scrambled eggs into her mouth. So, I decided to ask about yesterday. I asked if she liked it and if the pain had lessened.
She said it still hurt when we were in the bathroom, but I hope it's better now.
"It was really good, better than I expected... Lili was right. But you really overdid it, didn't you? You were too rough with me!"
The title was also in a different font, and "Volume 2" was printed on the cover, along with my name. Seeing my name on that cover made me happy and a bit down.
Because I know this story isn't mine.
'One day, I'll write something original.'
Elma noticed I was sad and asked, "Is everything alright? Is something wrong?"
"No, it's as beautiful as I expected... No! It's even better than I expected. You did an amazing job." I put the book back in the box and locked it. Elma handed me the key.
"Be very careful with that. Don't let people find out you have it, or they'll probably try to steal it."
"They'd go that far?"
"Absolutely!" Elma exclaimed. "If people discover this, they'll try to steal it to sell. They could make a fortune with it."
"Even though it will be released in a few days?"
"It's the first copy! This first copy is only less valuable than the original manuscript. Speaking of the manuscript, the first volume's manuscript is still safely stored in a vault. Do you want me to keep it, or are you planning to take it?"
"Don't worry, you can keep it for me."
"I'll guard it with great pleasure!"
"Thank you so much for this, Elma. For everything you've done so far and for getting this copy to me so quickly."
"I should be the one thanking you! It's thanks to you that I managed to keep this bookstore alive. Before, people only came here to read, and no one bought anything. But now, you've made my store more profitable than ever."
"I could only sell so much because of you."
"Of course not! Oh, and can I ask again who you will give this to? Will you tell me this time? Hehe."
"It's a secret."
"I'm jealous of the woman who's going to receive this. Unfortunately, I'm an old woman now, I don't get gifts like I used to. I was quite popular, you know?"
"I believe you. Hahaha."
I left Elma's library/shop shortly after. I headed straight to the Loki Familia's house without caring about the consequences.