“No!” I firmly reject before handing over the sweet love plot of me and Salzaal to the goddess, who reads it and...makes an expression of disgust for love.
"...Reading it gives me goosebumps. As they say, when it's not your pairing, your desire to read plummets dramatically.” The fujoshi takes a seat across from me, sighing heavily. "I can write fiction to cure my mind as well, but writing fiction to read it yourself and reading other people's fiction are two different things... I, too, want a friend to hype up with. Should I re-create Viviane, the guardian spirit of protection? At the very least, I'll have a fujoshi friend to hype up with..."
"I'm going to have my eldest brother kill you if you create 'Viviane' just for fun, Viviane C. Ceriel." I smile at the Lady of the Lake, who is laughing at me.