"Then let me tell you slowly." Ho Fei-yu looked at Naomi Odagiri, who was raising her delicate head in anticipation, a faint smile playing on his lips.
During the year since he transmigrated, he had read some anime and novels from this world in his spare time. Leaving aside anime, the novels were primarily composed of school romance and mystery genres, with other branches being few and far between.
This time, Ho Fei-yu wanted to share the concept of web novels from his previous life that fit the Japanese style with Naomi Odagiri. With her ability as a writer of essays and best-selling books, she should be able to gain some insight. Whether she chose to write this genre was up to her; he was merely pointing out a direction.
His hand instinctively climbed onto Naomi Odagiri's jade feet, painted with purple nail polish. His fingers gently caressed her soft, warm, bamboo-shoot-like toes, finding exquisite pleasure in the manipulation. His thoughts flowed like a spring.
"Naomi-san, what are your thoughts on the light novels currently on the market?" Ho Fei-yu thought for a moment, deciding to start by asking for her opinion before presenting his own ideas.
"Light novels? They're just okay. Most are about dating and are very popular among young girls. Unfortunately, they're no longer suitable for an old and faded auntie like me~" Naomi Odagiri nestled in Ho Fei-yu's arms, feeling the strange sensation on her foot. She pressed her face against his warm chest and shared her opinion. Although her last sentence sounded like a playful complaint, a hint of sadness flashed in her purple eyes.
She raised her hand and stroked Ho Fei-yu's tender face, the melancholy in her eyes deepening. Ho Fei-yu continued speaking, absorbed in his thoughts, and didn't notice Naomi Odagiri's change in mood. After all, he couldn't imagine a woman's emotions shifting so quickly.
Naomi Odagiri continued to listen, but her mind drifted elsewhere. She was lamenting: Why couldn't I have met Ho Fei-yu earlier? Then she wouldn't have kept an empty room for so long, wasting so much time. Naomi Odagiri was in her early forties. Even though she looked like she was only in her late thirties, that was the result of meticulous maintenance. Time had still left its marks on her face. In a few years, she would inevitably age. By then, this young man probably wouldn't bother with her anymore.
She decided that when that time came, she would voluntarily step aside. After all, the young man was still young and would have a real wife in the future, and she would always be a mere passerby. However, she was grateful to have met him in her later years and to be able to give him her final, complete years. As long as he was happy, she would do anything. Leaving a beautiful mark in his life was enough.
Despite her sadness, Naomi Odagiri was also thankful she met Ho Fei-yu. Otherwise, on that train, she might have completely succumbed, and turning into a furry toy would have been terrifying.
I was born before you, and you were born after I grew old.
"Sigh~"
"What's wrong, Naomi-san? Why the sigh?"
"Nothing. By the way, Fei-yu-kun, what does Dragon-Overtakes-Heaven mean?" Although Naomi Odagiri had been mentally elsewhere, her ears were still listening. She grasped the general content, but the meaning of a few terms was unclear.
"Dragon-Overtakes-Heaven (Long Aotian)~ Essentially, it means someone immensely powerful, who constantly triumphs over superiors in rank, defying all logic. Those close to a Long Aotian are intelligence-lowered by his protagonist halo. If the villain is intelligent, upon encountering the Long Aotian, they are forcefully intelligence-lowered to the level of an elementary school student by the aura. He sails through life, challenging the heavens and the earth, and is also a horny spirit who takes every woman he meets into his harem." Ho Fei-yu patiently explained the general definition he remembered.
Seeing Naomi Odagiri's delicate mouth slightly open and her pretty face filled with shock after hearing the explanation, Ho Fei-yu found it amusing. This was the wish-fulfillment trope from his previous life on Earth. In an era dominated by romance and mystery novels, a pioneer publishing this kind of novel would be epoch-making.
Ho Fei-yu saw Naomi Odagiri deep in thought and didn't interrupt her. Instead, he focused his gaze on her feet. The purple nail polish on her toes complemented her noble and stunning image. He gently rubbed the spaces between her toes. Finding her still contemplating, he proceeded to move up along the back of her foot, gently tracing her plump calf. Despite being in her early forties, her skin was as pure as snow, as if steeped in milk.
"And what does Otherworld mean?" Naomi Odagiri's eyes sparkled, and she looked at Ho Fei-yu excitedly, asking with a hint of urgency. She realized that a new, fascinating genre of otaku fiction was about to be born. By understanding the three words of Otherworld, she could connect all the concepts.
"The essence of Otherworld works is to construct a mapping between the original world and the Otherworld. This mapping largely retains the laws of the original world but adjusts or even reverses a small number of laws. Thus, stories that would unfold in a certain way in the original world experience subtle changes in the Otherworld. The unique flavor of the Otherworld genre is derived from these subtle changes."
"Furthermore, in the Otherworld, besides humans, there are other races, such as goblins, dragons, elves, and so on..." Ho Fei-yu spoke everything he could remember about Otherworld novels and anime in one breath. He could only give a general overview since he wasn't a professional in the field. The rest was up to how much Naomi Odagiri could grasp and then extrapolate from.
Naomi Odagiri sat up completely, wrapping her arms around Ho Fei-yu's neck. Her purple eyes gazed intently at his face, her expression shifting completely from the initial shock and excitement to admiration and love. Her passionate heart felt like it would burst from her chest.
"Mmm~ Slurp~" Unable to contain her love, she aggressively turned the young man's head. In his bewildered eyes, she kissed him. She, who was usually the receiver, now took the initiative, stirring up a storm in Ho Fei-yu's mouth, strongly intertwining with his tongue, almost wanting to swallow him whole.
"Huff~ Huff~" Although Naomi Odagiri took the initiative, she still couldn't overcome Ho Fei-yu and was the first to concede defeat. Her cheeks were flushed, her purple eyes misty, and she was panting heavily.
"Fei-yu-kun, thank you." Naomi Odagiri pushed Ho Fei-yu down onto the bed and lay completely on top of him, feeling his warm temperature. A few large tears rolled from her eyes.
If she was previously physically compliant but only half-hearted, now her entire heart was devoted to Ho Fei-yu. Ever since Naomi Odagiri got married, or rather, became a canary, she had been like a caged pet. Her career was put on hold, and in her decade-plus of loneliness, her only companion was her hobby of writing, which allowed her to vent her inner frustration. Today, the young man beneath her gave her a completely new perspective. He not only brought her physical pleasure but also mentally rescued her. How could she suppress the love in her heart? She wanted to be intimate with him again right now.
Ho Fei-yu didn't know why Naomi Odagiri was crying, but hearing her words, he assumed it was tears of joy. He offered no verbal comfort, only stroking her hair with his hand.
After cuddling for a while, Naomi Odagiri got up from Ho Fei-yu's embrace. Completely naked, she sat down on the computer chair near the bed, turned on the computer, and began furiously typing on the keyboard.
Ho Fei-yu checked the time. It was nearly nine o'clock. Since Naomi Odagiri was focused on writing, he didn't plan to stay. He watched the dedicated Naomi Odagiri for a moment, finding that she had a different kind of charm when focused on work. He could try a different role-play next time.
He got dressed and watched her for a while, realizing that in just three or four minutes, she had already typed a thousand or two thousand characters. He was shocked. What kind of writing machine was this? So strong.
However, seeing Naomi Odagiri completely naked, his eyes flashed with concern. Ho Fei-yu pulled out his Clothing Camera and took a photo of her in a warm outfit. Seeing that she hadn't noticed, he leaned down, kissed her cheek, and quietly left the villa.
"Thank you, young man."
"The next time we meet, I'll have a surprise for you~" Naomi Odagiri finally exited her working state sometime later. She touched the lingering spot where Ho Fei-yu had kissed her, and a graceful smile bloomed on her noble, elegant face.