Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?.

Chapter 1 I Don’t Want to Draw a Book!
A piece of news from the animation industry became a hot topic.

Mr. Tian Xinwu, an internationally renowned animation producer and winner of the Best Anime Director Award for five consecutive years, died suddenly in the studio!
"Damn it! I told him not to work so hard! The health doctor gave him a serious warning!"

"The King of Scrolls is dead? What about the new work?!"

Netizens left messages expressing disbelief. More than one million flowers were donated at the online memorial service.

However, after typing out some words of deep nostalgia on his keyboard, a well-known anime critic turned around and told his wife, "Let's have wedding noodles at home tonight!"

A famous anime writer shouted at the runner-up trophy behind him: "That workaholic finally got himself killed! I can finally be the first!"

A female assistant who once worked under Teacher Tian Xinwu shouted: "The workaholic who played tricks on me in various ways is finally dead!"

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Parallel world, Tokyo, Japan.

In a dilapidated apartment next to the tram tracks.

"I really have traveled through time. I'm an animation director, and I traveled through time and became a decadent Japanese man..." A young man with unshaven beard and disheveled clothes talked to himself in front of a broken mirror.

This is Tian Xinwu traveling through time and trying hard to adapt to his new body.

The memory in my mind exists, [my name is] Oda Shingo.

She is a student at Tokyo University of the Arts, but her parents died in a car accident half a year ago.

The driver was also a poor man. He was sentenced for drunk driving and there is no chance of compensation.

Having lost financial support, the original person was forced to take a leave of absence from school.

Fortunately, I graduated from an art university and worked as a temporary assistant in an animation company, assisting in background painting.

However, he was fired because he contradicted the manga teacher...

After settling some wages last night, the original body returned to the cheap apartment.

Sudden death in the middle of the night.

Then, Tian Xinwu's soul traveled through time.

"Okay, accept this new reality." Oda Shingo stood up, stretched his body, and straightened his clothes.

I sniffed and the whole room was filled with a musty smell...

Look around the small, dim room.

There are all kinds of messy household garbage around me.

The floor was littered with the remains of nori rice balls. The mattress on the bed was yellow and messy, and it was unknown how long it hadn't been cleaned.

The most eye-catching electrical appliance is a worn-out laptop computer on a slightly crooked table. It is so old that it has its own optical drive.

Of course, the optical drive is still useful, because there are some CDs next to the laptop. The girl above is posing in the same way as the picture playing on the laptop screen...

Correspondingly, there are piles of tissue paper balls scattered in the corners.

"No wonder my zipper was unzipped when I woke up..." Oda Shingo rolled his eyes.

He reached out and touched the keyboard.

The keyboard surface has greasy marks, and the keys have Japanese characters such as た、さ、は、か, etc.

Oda Shingo reached out to turn off the video, ejected the disc, and put it into the box.

Speaking of CDs, Shingo Oda felt that he hadn't touched this thing for more than ten years.

Unlike China, where CDs have long been eliminated, Japan is still very popular in terms of CD rental market.

Boom buzz buzz————

Outside the window there was the roar of a large vehicle passing by, and the old floor was shaking a little.

Oda Shingo walked to the window and pulled open the curtains that had several holes in them.

In late spring and early summer, the sky is cloudy and it seems like it will rain at any time, and the humid wind blows in your face.

The cheap apartment is right next to the tram tracks. One of the important things about keeping the rent cheap is the noise.

Looking from a distance, you can clearly see the signs and advertisements of some small shops, such as izakaya, seafood bowl, sento and maidreamin, all of which are shops with Japanese characteristics.

"What year is it now?" Taking out his cell phone with a cracked screen, Oda Shingo frowned.

The original person was too poor. Although the phone was a smartphone, it was obviously cheap, and he didn’t have the money to replace the cracked screen.

At least we can confirm that the time is the same, which is 2024.

I checked my account and it was the same as my memory, only 76,000 yen. This was what my original self earned from working as a painter.

According to the consumption level of the poor in Tokyo, it is enough for one month's living expenses.

"Bad luck." Oda Shingo shrugged.

In my original life, I had bought a high-end house through my own efforts. But after traveling through time, I was like going back to the time before liberation...

Ding Ding—the LINE communication sound of the mobile phone rang.

[Oda-kun, the 30,000 yen you borrowed from me last time...]
This is a Line message sent by a young female colleague in the animation club where I originally worked.

Line is a popular communication software in Japan, similar to WeChat.

Looking at the mobile phone interface, Oda Shingo was surprised to find that his hand seemed to want to block this colleague out of habit.

Uh... With the help of memory, he quickly figured it out.

The original person had borrowed money from many friends and colleagues. Then, the original person never paid back the money he borrowed with his own ability, and also blocked many creditors.

"This idiot..." Oda Shingo rolled his eyes at his original self.

He immediately fluently used the Japanese input method to start with a polite expression and replied seriously: [I'm very sorry, wait a moment, I still need some time.]
But after thinking about it, Oda Shingo immediately called again: "Oh, sorry, I need some time to turn around. Hi, I'm so sorry..."

If an apology is needed, it is naturally better to call directly to explain the whole situation.

Especially when someone owes you money and doesn’t pay it back, cold words cannot express as much apology as words.

I hope I can appease my colleagues temporarily.

According to his personal character, Oda Shingo did not make any empty promises.

After hanging up the phone, Oda Shingo frowned.

Japanese society is very group-oriented, and if there are a few more acts of dishonesty, word will spread quickly. Once you have a bad reputation among your friends, your social circle is basically ruined.

"It seems that there is no hope of starting a business with friends." Oda Shingo sighed.

He began to think about how to make money.

The top priority option is naturally the animation director, which is something he is good at.

But...Oda Shingo searched his memory.

This is a parallel world.

Many well-known brands such as Sony and Toshiba are consistent.

There are also many differences. For example, the name of the Prime Minister of Japan is completely different from what I knew in my previous life.

However, anime such as "Dragon Ball" and "One Piece" that were originally well-known on Earth do not exist in this world.

I have great potential in the animation industry!
However, although the anime in this parallel world is different, the social atmosphere is almost the same as that on Earth.

In Tokyo, qualifications are highly valued for employment. With my education and resume, it was difficult for me to even get into a production team, let alone be the animation director.

There is no hope of returning to my old job as an animation director in the next few years.

Moreover, the skills of an animation director take time to develop, and it is not a profession that can easily prove its strength overnight.

Oda Shingo has no intention of burying his expertise.

But to become an animation director, one needs to work as an assistant to a director for at least five years before being able to do so. I don't even have the hope of being an assistant now. This is such a waste of time and personal abilities...

I opened the computer to check and the results confirmed my thoughts.

I have a lot of ideas about how to make money in the animation industry, but how do I get into it?
While thinking about it, Oda Shingo noticed the calendar card on the desk, which had the original owner's handwriting on it.

This is a free calendar card from the supermarket, with the handwritten message: [I want to be a cartoonist!]
When he saw these words, Oda Shingo vaguely felt a lingering emotion in his body.

Are you obsessed with becoming a manga artist? Oda Shingo's memory search.

The original person had indeed loved comics since childhood, and this was also the reason why he was admitted to Tokyo University of the Arts and worked part-time as a comics assistant.

By the way, if you don't have the qualifications to be a producer, it's not bad to start as a cartoonist. Oda Shingo suddenly had this idea. For example, the group pure love Kisaragi brave, the one-shot determination Urushihara wise man, Yuan Tengchong Furen sage and the domestic strong bow Suilong elder, and Shira's heroic sacrifice kami...

These pioneers, symbolizing each era, have walked many epic paths.

But good kids can’t learn things like drawing books!

Oda Shingo thought seriously about his career plan.

[Ding Dong——] A reminder sound rang in my mind.

【Time travel benefits are here! 】

"Sure enough, there are benefits of time travel." Oda Shingo said calmly.

There was no such thing as a surprise, and he didn't even care too much. He felt that the animation reserves brought by the Earth were the greatest benefit of traveling through time. Whether there was a system or not, he already had a huge advantage.

[I'm in Tokyo's dating system...]

"No." Oda Shingo's face turned cold.

I have already decided to draw comics, so who would fall in love? But no wonder I have the knowledge of anime, and I want to give away the golden finger. It has nothing to do with the anime I plan to make.

But since it doesn't matter, isn't this a waste of emotion? !

【404 Error】

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The system prompt sound was silent for a long time.

A girl's background image appeared, with twin ponytails, white hair, and her hands constantly shaking her fingers, serving as a temporary system loading screen.

After a long while, the system was loading, and then a new prompt sounded:

[Correction, the Anime Demon King System has arrived! ]

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