After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1402: Sunset Pair Fanfiction (Part 2)

By this time, Otto and Oslo had gathered quite a bit of audience, with some people following behind and even taking videos with their phones. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

"Excerpt #2—"

Oslo grabbed the red head’s arm, pulling him back. "What is it?"

"Are you going with Drake?" the blonde asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"We’re just friends going out on a drink," Ansel said, looking at him with cool eyes. "It’s my birthday, after all. I’d like to spend it with friends.

"Either way, it’s not your concern, right?"

"I’m sorry, I just—" Oslo paused, looking at him. "Can’t we... can’t we just return to how we were?"

Ansel pried his arm away, though it was not easy. Instead, he turned to look at the other’s orbs—deep blue eyes that one wanted to drown in—but this time he refused to succumb.

"No, I had poured my heart out," he said. "You will not be stomping on it again."

But Ansel was much weaker than the level 30 Oslo.

The blonde pulled him back, and he leaned down in an attempt to capture his lips.

It felt like the world stopped, and their bodies sparked with electricity. However, Ansel eventually tugged himself back. Palm on the blonde’s chest, and he pushed him back.

Ansel felt angry and indignant, raising his free palm to punch the blonde’s face.

"You bastard!!" he yelled, indignant, and the man did not avoid the hit.

BANG!

Ansel’s eyes widened when he saw the other man not moving. He just passively took on his attack—which was much of his strength by the way.

For some reason though, he did cause damage, and his face had a red mark on it that broke his heart.

"You..."

Oslo grabbed his clenched fist, connecting them with his face again. "You can hit all you want," he said. "As long as you’re with me."

"HAHAHAHAH—goblin’s poo!"

"Stop cursing!"

...

Obi still wasn’t done.

To be honest, his stomach was tumbling from both cringing and laughing too much. Most of all, he was so amused by Oslo’s annoyed and helpless face.

It had been a long time since he managed to bully this bastard, especially after he upgraded to a Class C architect and due to his connections with Alterra! Mwahhahha!

"Excerpt #3—" he continued, arriving at one of the parks and jumping to the branches, skillfully jumping branches as he picked another random page.

"The new couple held hands, feeling the heat of each other’s palms, the touch connecting their heartbeats together.

They were in the mountains, looking over the wonderful view.

After so many tribulations, their love only grew stronger. Now... they were together, unhindered and happy.

"I want to see... the sunset with you," Oslo said, leaning down to meet the redhead’s lips.

The orange skies illuminated the two of them, creating a beautiful scenery that filled the heart with joy.

Obi unconsciously slowed down as he read more, and an instant later he coughed out as a massive bout of laughter escaped his lips.

Oslo managed to finally catch up and take away the embarrassing book, but he had to endure the onslaught of classless noise next to him.

"HAHAHAHAHAH!" Obi laughed out loud like an idiot. "Oh Bucktooth. I shiver in awkwardness but I can’t stop reading."

Oslo rolled his eyes. "It’s not true," he said. "It’s just a book with me as a character."

"And you allowed it?"

"..."

To be fair, after the new laws, Alterra didn’t allow merchandise of people without the approval of the people involved.

With the rise of the arts and literature aspects of Alterra, laws and rules regarding copyright, intellectual property, and so on had naturally been established.

For instance, in terms of fanfiction, it could only be monetized if the subjects or the writer of the main works agreed in its publication, and they would also receive an agreed-upon share.

In a careless agreement, he had agreed to do so with his own name, as long as he received the shares.

At the time, he thought his name would be used in adventurous stories.

Not to mention, since he was getting fond of kingdom-building stories, as an architect, he must’ve been a character there right?

Who’d have thought that half of the fanfiction with his name involved him in a love story with Ansel? The other half being paired with different women, as a sort of fantasy self-insert set up. The latter he didn’t mind, but with Ansel?!

Ansel and Winona found out about this. Instead of being shocked... they laughed out loud.

"Oh gosh," Ansel said, patting his thigh. "Is this an achievement or what?"

Especially Winona, who suddenly looked at them differently, and causing them both to shiver.

Anyway, when Ansel found out he was the bottom in most cases, he tattled to the Lord who made stricter laws regarding it, but it was too late for him!

Not to mention, since he had been enjoying the passive income for a while now, he had learned to ignore the works... until that darn older brother of his found it!

Oslo looked at his brother, whose knees had weakened from his guffaws, slapping a random poor tree in his emotions.

Anyway, after a good minute, Obi finally stopped laughing and handed him the book. Oslo, for a moment, thought Obi had finally gotten tired of teasing and had grown mature.

Sadly, it was wishful thinking.

"Back to the bookstore for me~" he said, disappearing from Oslo’s sight again.

It was without a doubt he’d buy a few copies of as many stories he could, and soon the entire family would be reading this!

Oslo wanted to attack him but sadly his level could not match his, nor did he want to go to prison! If he attacked, Obi would not head in at all, and he’d be free to do whatever he wanted anyway!

Oslo could only look at the sky, as if he had been wronged.

Sigh.

It is so hard being handsome..

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