I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 8

“Ah… please wait, I’ll be right there!” After hanging up the delivery call, I hastily adjusted my oversized t-shirt, pulling up the collar as high as possible. I checked my lower body to make sure there was no risk of any wardrobe malfunction and then, wearing my oversized slippers, I went to the door, unfastened the lock, and gently pressed the handle down.

The door opened with a “click,” but I remained partially concealed behind the door, only poking out my head and said, “Hello?”

“Hello, this is your delivery from our supermarket…”

The delivery person was a woman who appeared to be in her forties or fifties. She looked at me, puzzled at first, and then extended the large bag she was carrying. “Young lady, would you like me to help you bring it in?”

“Oh, no need, I can handle it myself.”

I quickly extended one hand to take the large bag, using all my strength to pull it into the room. Afterward, I rapidly said, “Thank you,” to the delivery woman outside, closed the door, and locked it by pressing the latch button.

“Whew…”

Perhaps my movements were a bit excessive, but as I was closing the door, I felt my clothes slide down a little on both shoulders. A large portion of my neck and the skin below were exposed to the chill. At the same time, my phone displayed a notification: “Order completed.”

It’s indeed convenient, the services in today’s society.

I couldn’t help but reflect in my heart.

Next, it was time to check if the clothes fit…

I walked towards the sofa, carrying the large bag in both hands. Not having ordered much delivery before, I observed the structure of this extra-large shopping bag exclusive to the supermarket. I opened the sealed strip and began taking out the clothes, pants, underwear, socks, and shoes one by one.

The packaging from the large supermarket was well done. Whether it was the children’s clothing, kids’ underwear, or the shoes and socks, they were individually enclosed in cardboard boxes. Inside the box, most of the weight was comprised of packing paper, likely accounting for seventy to eighty percent of the large bag’s weight. No wonder I felt it was a bit heavy when I was carrying it earlier.

The clothes and pants were just fine, well made, with no color running. They looked very cute in blue, white, and light black – a bit like Luo Tianyi‘s theme colors. I could already imagine what kind of image I’d present in these outfits – most likely an energetic and somewhat handsome little girl.

As for the children’s underwear set, I hadn’t bought anything similar before, so I didn’t know how to evaluate it. However, the feel of it when I touched it was rather nice. The packaging said it was pure cotton, so if it wasn’t suitable, I could always change them later when I earned more money.

Then, it was time for the socks and shoes.

The socks were regular women’s ankle socks. After opening the packaging, I tried putting one on my small foot. Aside from being slightly loose, they were quite comfortable. I removed the paper wad inside the shoe, inserted my foot (now with socks) into it, and took a few steps while wiggling my toes inside the shoes.

Hmm… not too big, not too small, just the right fit.

What made me even happier was that these girls’ exclusive thick-soled white sneakers seemed to have some height-increasing functionality. While wearing them, I could feel a noticeable cushion between my sole and the ground. I wasn’t exactly sure of the height, but even if it was just one centimeter, it would be enough to push my height past 140 centimeters.

“Perfect, I knew I was a genius!”

Satisfied that the things I bought didn’t have any major issues, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. I took off my shoes and socks, picked up the underwear, and the newly bought white socks, and headed to the bathroom.

I preferred to hand-wash new clothes I bought before wearing them. While it might be too late for the top and denim shorts, personal garments like underwear and socks had to be washed first.

I turned on the bathroom’s water heater, adjusted the water to the right temperature, and found two clean basins to separate the underwear and socks. I added some lingerie detergent.

During the time the clothes soaked, I returned to my computer desk, put on headphones, played some soothing background music, took a deep breath, and opened the official website of “Honeydew Light Novels.”

Register an account, link a phone number, input the verification code… Done.

Then came the author application. Fill in personal information, bank details, contract delivery address… Done.

Hmm… I might as well stick with the same pen name as before. I’ve been using it for years, and changing it doesn’t feel right. Besides, I’ve also gained quite a few readers over the years. Changing the pen name would mean losing all the connections I’ve built up.

Pen name: “Uncle Loves Loli.” Registration complete.

Speaking of it, I must have been out of my mind when I chose that name. It screams creepy old guy. But now, there’s no more “uncle,” only “Loli” left.

After registering the author account on the website, I uploaded the novel that passed the contract review, following the editor’s instructions.

?Your novel is now in the review process, and we will complete the review within 1-3 business days. Thank you for supporting Honeydew Light Novels!?

With that done, all that’s left is to wait for the novel to be reviewed and submit it for the contract.

Having completed these tasks, I felt like my clothes were soaked enough, so I returned to the bathroom, found a small stool, and began to hand-wash the new clothes.

Like when cooking before, washing clothes made me feel the lack of strength in the body of a little girl. However, since I was only washing underwear and socks, and these clothes were new without much stains to scrub out, I managed to wash them in no time.

After wringing them out, I returned to the living room with semi-wet underwear and found a small heater behind the sofa.

This thing I bought a long time ago is used for heating in winter, and now it can serve as a magical device for drying underwear.

I set up a few hangers around the small heater and hung the underwear and socks separately, securing them in place. While waiting for the clothes to dry, I took out my phone and browsed through group chat messages.

?By the way, what kind of city is Shenzhen? I rarely see it in the news. I just remember it’s a super big city.?

The “Yae-do Author Rights Protection Group” was still discussing issues related to their city “Shenzhen.” New messages kept popping up every now and then.

?It’s indeed a big city, an independent port city with many opportunities, but fierce competition. That’s why I said we need Uncle to show us the way.?

?Why isn’t Uncle speaking??

?He’s probably busy with work. I remember Uncle is not a professional author.?

?No worries, we’re all brothers. I’ll treat Uncle to a drink when he comes out. In my impression, Uncle is a scruffy old man with a beard.?

After browsing through the group messages of this group, I didn’t know how to reply to these authors. I switched the interface to my own readers’ group.

Yes, even after writing for so many years with millions of words, I’m still a struggling, amateur author earning just a thousand or so each month. But I do have a readers’ group.

Many authors like to call these groups “fan groups,” but I don’t feel like I have any fans, so “readers’ group” feels more appropriate.

Most of those folks aren’t fans, I’d be happy if they didn’t criticize me.

?The day starts with Uncle’s persecution. Where’s Uncle? Uncle, come out and pour me some tea!?

?Sacrificing to our group leader, Little Hook, bless me with a double drop of this Holy Relic.?

?We’re playing 300 Heroes, Tian Ju Evil has opened a new account. I’m the Closed Swordsman, anyone up for some random killing?!?

?Pai Pai, second grade. I’ll gank like mad. I’m in charge of ganking, and you’re in charge of killing.?

?Anyone up for a game of Teamfight Tactics? Join the voice chat, and please don’t use voice changers.?

The moment I entered my readers’ group with just a hundred or so members, I saw chaos.

In this vast readers’ group, people discussed almost everything besides novels.

?What about…??

Thinking about my new book, I quickly typed in the chat window, “I’ve switched to a new website, Honeydew Light Novels. My author ID is still ‘Uncle Loves Loli.’ The new book will be approved in the next few days. Could you all show some support?”

?Wow, Uncle!?

?Uncle, how many days has it been since you last showed up??

?I thought you’d gone silent because the website shut down. So, you’re not writing that book anymore??

?I can’t write that one anymore. Even if the website has shut down, I still have existing contracts, so I had to start a new book.?

I patiently replied, ?So, come to Honeydew Light Novels. Register, and make sure to give it a read when it’s out.?

?What genre is the new book? Is it similar to your previous style??

?If you want me to register, don’t I lose face? Uncle, won’t you provide some incentives??

?Yeah, lots of authors are into cross-dressing these days. Uncle, how about sharing a cross-dressing photo??

?Cross-dressing! Cross-dressing! A 30-year-old social uncle in women’s clothing! Wow, just thinking about it gives me a thrill. You should wear black stockings!?

What are you guys doing?!

What should I say?!

?Alright, alright, women’s clothing and black stockings it is.?

After thinking for a moment, I wrote in the chat box:

?As long as this book gets 1,000 first-day subscriptions, I’ll share a cross-dressing picture. Satisfied??

— Given my current status, if I can get 200 people to pay and read after it’s published, that would be excellent. A thousand first-day subscriptions? Haha, that’s impossible.

Relying on this commitment that is absolutely impossible to achieve to attract a few early supporters in the group, I thought, “Well, it’s a win-win situation.”

?This is your promise, I’m in!?

?Okay, I’ve taken a screenshot. So, it’s 1,000 first-day subscriptions, right? I’m in!?

?I’ve already registered an account. If there’s no cross-dressing, I’ll hire a water army to give this book ten thousand bad reviews. You can’t run away.?

As I expected, these “good buddies” in the group, upon seeing my daring commitment to cross-dress, immediately stopped talking about games and started sharing their new accounts on Honeydew Light Novels:

?I’m looking forward to Uncle’s cross-dressing and black stockings, hehehe…?