I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 16 Could it be him?

Sunday.

Compared to yesterday, Sato and Sakurai's family was much quieter today.

Apart from someone forcibly breaking down Sakurai Itsuki's bedroom door again in the morning and pulling him up to eat breakfast, there was not much noise in the whole house.

For the rest of the day, at noon and in the evening, the two of them ate bento boxes bought from a convenience store.

Apart from a brief chat while eating lunch, the two of them had no other communication today.

Every time she finished her lunch, she would rush upstairs and return to her territory where Sakurai Itsuki could not conveniently explore.

She was so quiet and obedient today that Sakurai Itsuki felt a little uncomfortable.

Until 11:30 in the evening.

"finished!"

When Sakurai Itsuki was preparing to relax in his rare free time, Sato Wakaba rushed into Sakurai Itsuki's studio with a notebook.

"Are you really done?" Sakurai Itsuki took the computer, a little shocked.

A newbie who had never been exposed to these things actually finished all the tasks in one day.

It's really incredible.

But after a quick inspection, apart from some minor roughness in the details, there are no major problems overall.

"Hehe, I told you it will be done before Sunday, it will!" Sato Wakaba said as she pulled out her phone with a smug look on her face. "Look, there's only half an hour left until Sunday!"

Sakurai Itsuki couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that Sato Wakaba really has talent?

But when he looked up, he suddenly found that Sato Wakaba, who had no makeup on, had a layer of light dark circles around her eyes, and there were also faint bloodshot veins in her beautiful blue pupils.

No, it's not a talent, but she really put in enough effort.

"Well, it's okay. Some details are still a little rough, but for a newbie, it's pretty good. You're really motivated."

Sakurai Itsuki nodded, acknowledging Sato Wakaba's efforts.

"Since you want to praise someone, can't you just say 'great'? You are such a dishonest guy." Sato Wakaba expressed her dissatisfaction with Sakurai Itsuki's words of praise.

"Well then, you're really great, awesome!"

Sakurai Itsuki spoke the lines like a stick reading machine, without any emotion.

"You're so annoying! I've already said it, and if you keep saying it, it'll sound like I'm forcing you to praise me, and you don't really mean it at all! It's better not to praise me at all."

Sato Wakaba crossed her arms and complained with a pout on her lips.

"Okay, then I won't praise you anymore."

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"I'll clean it up quickly and ask the editor to find someone to take a look." Sakurai Itsuki said.

"Can we find an editor now? Wow! Okay, okay, okay! Oh no, I'm getting nervous. It's Jump's editor."

Sato Wakaba immediately regained her joy.

She covered her chest with her hands, and could clearly feel her heart pounding faster when she thought about the painting she had worked on that was about to face the review of the Jump editor.

"The editor of Jump is nothing special, just an old woman in her late twenties who no one wants."

Sakurai Itsuki said, then took out his cell phone and called Shinkawa Aimi.

A single-person apartment in Tokyo.

"Ah."

Shinkawa Aimi sneezed.

Although today is Sunday and she is not in Shueisha's company building, she is still sitting at her computer desk, handling various things.

As an editor at Jump, I get almost the highest salary in the industry, but the workload is also terrifying.

If you think about it carefully, Shueisha is at least two-thirds responsible for her inability to get married.

She sneezed at this moment, and she couldn't help but think that if she sneezed once, it meant someone was saying something bad about her, and if she sneezed twice, it meant someone was thinking about her.

Ai Mi Shinkawa was now pathetically looking forward to whether she would sneeze a second time.

But it's a pity.

The next second, she heard the phone ringing.

"Hey," Xinhe Aimei couldn't help but sighed, then picked up the phone, "This is the manuscript-demanding devil, what can I do for you?"

"Ah, you haven't slept yet?"

Sakurai Itsuki asked knowingly.

"I was asleep, and you woke me up." Xinhe Aimei lied without changing her expression.

"Oh." Sakurai Itsuki knew it was a lie.

How could someone answer a phone call in two seconds while asleep? "Don't you feel sorry?" Shinkawa Aimi was trying to make the guy who called in the middle of the night feel a little guilty.

"Why? Didn't you say before that as long as I submit the manuscript on time, I can harass you however I want?"

Sakurai Itsuki knew that his behavior was very rude, but he was really impatient to get the judgment of the experimental system.

"Okay, tell me, what's going on?"

"I want you to find someone to help me look at the beginning of a short comic."

"You don't believe me anymore?"

"Of course not. It's just that you already knew the general plot, didn't you? I wanted to see how other people felt."

Sakurai Itsuki explained that if he wanted to conduct an experiment he had to rule out all other factors.

It’s best to find someone who is exactly like the stranger reader.

Otherwise, it might even do worse.

"Okay, do you want a cartoonist or an editor?"

"Anyone will do. You know I don't know many people in Tokyo." Sakurai Itsuki replied.

"Ah, although I don't understand what you want to do, I will still help you find it."

Aimei Shinkawa straightened up from her chair, wanting to see if any teachers were still online during this time.

"When I find an opportunity, I'll take you to meet a few more cartoonists."

"Yeah." Sakurai Itsuki usually doesn't seem to like socializing, but he doesn't mind getting to know a few more cartoonists.

Because he knows very well that this is also a kind of resource.

Just then, a message came through Line.

Akina Hanami: [Teacher Shinkawa, I want to make this character's design more simple, is that okay?]

"Um, can I show it to a newcomer who hasn't serialized it yet?" asked Shinkawa Aimi.

"No problem, anyone can do it. I don't need any professional comments, just tell me your simple feelings in one or two sentences."

Sakurai Itsuki didn't want any professional comments.

Of course, in order to avoid his behavior being too strange, he added a need at the end as a cover-up.

"But, she wants to participate in the competition with you, and show it to the other contestants. Is that okay?"

Although Shinkawa Ai felt that Sakurai Itsuki's behavior was a little strange, she didn't dwell too much on the reason.

Cartoonists are strange creatures.

Especially since he was the one who could draw something as crazy as "Flame Fist".

Even if he recorded a video one day and told everyone that he could fly, she wouldn't be surprised.

"It's not the contestants who judge the work, it's the audience."

"You are so confident." Shinkawa Aimei admired his confidence.

Then he sent a message to Qiu Mingyuwei.

[As for the character design of the supporting characters, it depends on your own ideas. Both simplicity and flamboyance have different advantages and disadvantages. When you draw them, adjust them according to the tone of the story.]

[There's a troublesome guy who wants you to help look at the beginning of a short story. Is that okay? ]

[He's also a contestant in this competition. If you feel that reading your opponent's comics will affect your mentality, then forget it.]

Hane Shion was sitting cross-legged on a computer chair, spinning a paintbrush in her hand, pouting, and looking at two character design drawings in the computer, lost in thought.

She was thinking, if it were Haruki Nagayama, which character design would he choose?

The message flashes.

She saw the message sent by Shinkawa Aimi.

Does each have its own advantages?
Even more confused.

"Hey, the beginning of a short comic? A competitor, huh? Could it be him?"

【OK! 】

After thinking that it might be the work of Haruki Nagayama, Shion Hane immediately typed her agreement without any hesitation.

【After reading, it would be best if you could summarize your feelings in one or two sentences. 】

Then a document was sent over.

【OK. 】

Hane Shion couldn't wait to open the file.

The file name is: 【Goodbye Eri.】