EMMM...
In fact, the Little Golden Retriever had lied. She wasn't a closet otaku ×, but a hardcore otaku √.
Eriri had read no fewer than eight hundred, if not a thousand, light novels. Setting aside that toilet-paper literature where you bought the illustrations and got a novel for free, Love Metronome could still be considered an excellent work among the quality light novels she had read.
At the very least, the first volume of Love Metronome had moved her to tears. The second volume was slightly weaker, but if she calmed down and thought about it, she could still appreciate its brilliance. As for the third volume...
Eriri said she really didn't want to comment on it. There was no helping it—after finishing the third volume, she had nearly begun to question her own orientation. If the female "friends" around her hadn't been so unbearable, she might even have suspected...
No, even now...
The Little Golden Retriever glanced at Yukino Yukinoshita's solemn expression. Ah~ How could Yukino-senpai be so cute!? If she hadn't been so cute, why would Eriri have risked being discovered just to draw her into a doujinshi? Unfortunately, that risk had become reality. She had still been found out—it was all that bastard Sogo's fault!
Of course, in Eriri's eyes, this didn't mean her orientation had been affected. As for Yukino, she merely admired her. That was right, merely admired her!
Still, even if Love Metronome hadn't affected her orientation, the fact that it could make her think that girls being with girls was such a wonderful thing showed just how high a place Love Metronome held in her heart.
Put it this way: if she had never met Utaha Kasumigaoka and then learned that she was Utako Kasumi, Eriri might already have become her biggest