Chapter 12: Chapter 12
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Chapter 12: Interrupted Visit
To the outside world, Eriri Spencer Sawamura was the image of perfection—radiant beauty, refined manners, and the daughter of a well-known family. A classic ojou-sama.
But behind closed doors, she was a completely different person.
Her true identity? A passionate otaku, known only to a few as Egoistic-Lily.
At home, Eriri wore baggy sweatshirts, rarely brushed her hair, and sported thick-rimmed black glasses. Even so, no amount of dishevelment could hide her inherent grace and stunning features.
Few would ever guess that this flawless high school girl led a double life—as the legendary doujinshi artist Egoistic-Lily.
Before she'd even reached adulthood, Eriri had already contributed to countless adult fan comics and created multiple viral doujin works.
Today, she had one goal: to challenge the "Model Queen of Doujinshi" herself—Sento Isuzu.
"Let's go with the classic red and black uniform and white thigh-highs!" she muttered, completely absorbed. "What angle? Maybe a dynamic rear view… or perhaps a frontal… Ugh, no—classic pose it is."
With a paintbrush clenched between her teeth, Eriri was deep in creative turmoil.
But halfway through the illustration, her mind began to wander.
Lucien D. Blackthorn… the hospital… and the voting numbers for Attack on Titan.
"Ugh! Forget it. I'll take a break and go out for a bit. Maybe then I can draw properly."
With that, Eriri paused her work, carefully covered the canvas, and went to her wardrobe. She slipped into a fresh yellow dress, tied her hair into neat twin ponytails, swapped her glasses for contacts, and took a long look in the mirror.
Fully refreshed and composed, she descended the stairs—only to find a small crowd gathered in the living room.
Her relatives from Nara had arrived for a visit.
She quickly realized: there would be no hospital trip today.
"Eriri, your uncle and aunt are here! Come greet them!" Sayuri Sawamura called out.
Eriri smiled politely. "Hello, Uncle, Auntie."
Her aunt beamed. "Eriri, you're even more beautiful than last time!"
Two of her younger cousins ran up and clung to her. "Come play with us, Eriri!"
Her father chimed in with enthusiasm. "We've got a full day planned—lunch at a fancy restaurant, a visit to Sensoji Temple, and a play afterward!"
There was no escaping today.
"…Alright. I understand."
She sighed inwardly and took the kids outside to play in the yard.
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Meanwhile, at the hospital…
Lucien D. Blackthorn slowly woke from a light sleep.
The sun was already setting, and the room felt strangely quiet.
Something felt off—perhaps it was the absence of Eriri.
He buzzed the nurse. She confirmed that no one had visited that day.
"She must've gotten busy," Lucien murmured, trying not to feel disappointed.
Maybe she's sorting out the publishing stuff… I wonder how it's going."
Though she owed him nothing, Eriri had gone above and beyond. If he survived this illness, he swore he'd properly thank her.
He shut his eyes and entered the system's consciousness space.
Let's see where things stand.
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[SYSTEM INTERFACE]
Host: Lucien D. Blackthorn
Remaining Life: 5 days
Health: 5/100 (Can maintain consciousness for 2 hours daily)
Task: Publish a complete comic and reach 5,000 viewers. Reward: 5 additional days of life.
Progress: None
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Lucien frowned. "None? How?"
He called out mentally, "System, explain this!"
The system's monotone voice answered:
> [A comic must be at least one full volume to count as a completed work.]
The realization hit him.
In Japan, a standard manga volume contained at least four chapters. His Attack on Titan only had three—just 72 pages.
The original first volume had 96 pages and four chapters.
"So close… I was just one chapter short."
He groaned in frustration. The attending doctor had taken his sketchbook away yesterday and handed it to Eriri before he could finish.
Now, all he could do was wait.
"Four days left… Eriri, I'm counting on you."
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The Next Morning – Monday
After breakfast, Eriri changed into her school uniform and left for class at Suimei Academy of the Arts—a private school located in central Tokyo, not far from Lucien's hospital.
During breaks, she shared Lucien's situation with a few classmates and club members—leaving out the part about Attack on Titan.
She honored Lucien's wish to remain anonymous, so she decided to keep the publishing matter confidential.
After school, she and a group of classmates bought fruit and supplements, then headed together to visit Lucien.
As they arrived, they spotted a middle-aged couple speaking solemnly with the attending physician outside Lucien's room.
Their faces were tired, their eyes swollen from crying.
A wave of silence washed over Eriri.
"They must be Lucien's parents…"
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