I, a Transmigrator, Have a Cheat!

As a representative of the Japanese culinary world.

The past tweets of a certain blonde tsundere were almost exclusively about food recommendations.

Only today, there was one additional book review.

Utaha Kasumigaoka had just read that review, yet looking at it again now, she found countless new insights, and inspiration began to bubble up in her mind, flowing continuously alongside the review's introduction.

However, when Utaha Kasumigaoka scrolled down.

Hm, there was something new!

PS: "Utako Kasumi-sensei, may I ask when the third volume of Love Metronome will be released? Someone once said that if the author doesn't update, they can be locked in a dark room, and given a bite of food for every chapter written. Is that true?"

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "..."

Hey, hey, hey, don't say such terrifying things in a questioning tone, okay? What do you mean a bite of food for a chapter? At the very least, it should be a full meal!

Fortunately, she hadn't replied yet; Utaha Kasumigaoka felt she was quite clever.

She looked at the replies.

In just a few minutes, they had exceeded 200,000, and the number of replies was constantly refreshing.

There were serious ones:

"Does Erina-sama like reading light novels too? As expected, otaku and chefs are one and the same."

"Buy, buy, buy, must buy! To be able to read the same light novel as God Tongue-sama, Mom, thank you for giving birth to me, I am so happy."

There were also not-so-serious ones:

"Locking her in a dark room is a must, but wouldn't providing food just make the author lazy?"

"What? You get fed in the dark room? Is it food made by Erina-sama herself? Wuwu, I'm suddenly so envious of that author named Utako Kasumi!!"

"Light novel authors get this kind of treatment? No, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to go write, I want to become a light novel author, I want Erina-sama to lock me in a dark room, I want to write a chapter and have Erina-sama feed me a bite of food!!!"

"Wake up, the guy above, can you guarantee that the novel you write can attract Erina-sama?"

Looking at these silly comments, Utaha Kasumigaoka's mouth twitched. Seriously, were these guys all masochists?

However...

She shook her head. Would these silly netizens really like reading her novels?

After a long silence, Utaha Kasumigaoka suddenly muttered to herself: "Sogo Doma... I'm starting to get curious about your identity now. What should I do?"

Meanwhile.

In the hallway, Sogo Doma, who was preparing to go report to the teacher, was also muttering to himself: "Love Metronome? Utaha Kasumigaoka, Utako Kasumi, why do I have such a strong sense of déjà vu..."

Rubbing his chin, Sogo Doma continued to ponder.

"An anime I watched in my past life? Hmm..."

"Eromanga Sensei? Oreimo? Saekano...?"

"Wait!"

Seeming to have thought of something, Sogo Doma recalled carefully.

After a long while.

He slapped his forehead and said:

"Ya-hehe, so it's Saekano, haha... Speaking of which, did I just spoil one of the heroines to her face? Truly... how delightful!"

Sogo Doma, a transmigrator from the Celestial Empire, possessed a golden finger, a standard trope!

Sogo Doma: "Screw the standard trope, I only have one dream now: get rid of this golden finger, make a ton of money, live a delightful daily life, and finally take my good-for-nothing younger sister back to the Celestial Empire to settle down. Only the mythical creatures of the Harmony can save me!!"

Reiteration: Sogo Doma has a golden finger!

At this moment.

Right before his eyes was a virtual panel that no one else could see, clearly displaying:

Memory LV4/? (10/2000) {As long as you are willing, you can recall most of the past, and you can also spend a small amount of experience to upgrade this skill.}

Look at that, a standard leveling system. Useful, right?

Sogo Doma: "The experience for memory has dropped to 10? No wonder I only just remembered... It seems I can stop drinking that whiskey."

Listen to that, is that even human?

However.

Only he knew that this was necessary; the virtual panel before him was a pitifully scamming golden finger!!

Back in the day, his young and ignorant self had leveled Memory up to LV5, and then... the virtual panel changed slightly.

The record changed to Memory LV5 (As long as you wish, even the first cry you made as an infant in your past life can be recalled. Memory experience is increasing. Perhaps, you will soon be able to recall the whispers of the void from before life began...)

Hahahaha...

Cthulhu, that's definitely Cthulhu, right? Whispers from where life has yet to descend—that's absolutely Cthulhu! If I were to actually recall it, my SAN value would plummet, it would absolutely plummet!

Sogo Doma declared that this couldn't scare him!

And so.

Fearless at the age of eleven, he got drunk as a pickled egg. He still vividly remembered the first time, how his older brother, Taihei, had gaped in shock as his younger brother, dead drunk, grabbed their father and kept calling him "buddy, old pal"...

Never mind the look on his father's face.

Let's talk about the law.

You have to know, in Japan, underage drinking is a crime!

If it weren't for the Doma Family...

After a chaotic whirlwind of trouble, Sogo Doma understood the pain of being suppressed. Well, his butt hurt, and about half of his limbs were likely fractured... At the same time, he also understood what kind of god-awful cheat he possessed.

Humanity has its limits, but Sogo Doma, possessing a cheat, has no limits!

Sounds impressive, right?

However.

While you are gazing into the abyss, the abyss is also gazing into you; while you are transcending the mortal, certain great existences will also have their gazes drawn to you!

On this point, Sogo Doma was deeply convinced.

The evidence was the piano competition he entered at age eleven.

As someone who had studied for less than half a year and was now competing against pianists of all ages from across Japan, Sogo Doma felt not a shred of guilt.

Just look at the skill bar (virtual screen) in front of you, displaying Piano Lv6/(22/99999): under your fingers, even Chopin would forget his sorrow, and even Beethoven, watching your performance, would regain his hearing and cheer for you...

Impressive, no?

However.

That piano competition was the last time Sogo Doma ever played the piano!

Of course.

It wasn't because the performance went poorly, but rather...

He hadn't even finished playing the piece for the competition before he sensed something was wrong!

The audience was obsessed...

The critics were speechless...

Sogo Doma himself was also completely immersed, body and soul...

And then.

Experience points grew crazily, and Sogo Doma felt as if his vision had turned blood-red.

"Piano level has officially entered Lv7, confirm? Perhaps you can already play the majestic sounds of the primordial universe; perhaps this will stir the memories of certain great existences..."

The blinding red light made Sogo Doma stop. The young boy glanced at the stage below.

They were like madmen, like demons.

"Why? Why did you stop!"

"That was the music of heaven!"

"Finish it... I beg you, please finish that piece!"

"To hell with the judges' critiques, skip that part and finish the song!"

"It really is a massive drop in SAN value." Shaking his head, Sogo Doma walked away from the piano. Waiting for him was Taihei, still gaping in shock, and the fury of their father—no, the father of three.

According to the insider Taihei's recollection, Sogo Doma didn't dare act cocky for half a month.