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

Chapter 27: She's Not as Good as Me (Please Read! Please!)

The bell rings.

Shion Haneze looked at the four-frame comic that was almost completed on her own drawing and felt quite satisfied.

With this level of refinement, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it was painted by a professional, right?
However, it is a bit too late for one person to draw all eight grids.

Fortunately, Mr. Hase didn’t ask us to hand in the homework after class.

I will definitely be able to finish the painting before the next class.

Speaking of which, my painting speed today is pretty good.

As for outlining, should we let that guy do it?
Forget it, I'll just tell him to do the drawing myself.

He is an amateur, and she would be heartbroken if he ruined her work by not drawing the lines well.

Hane Shion turned her head with a stern face to look at Sakurai Itsuki, and was about to speak when she was stunned.

"Eh?"

Just look at Sakurai Itsuki's drawing paper, it is already filled with paintings that are no less exquisite than hers.

If you look closely, you will find that the comic is actually drawn according to his own storyboards and character designs.

Even the painting style is a complete replica of her style.
"Give."

Sakurai Itsuki handed his paper to Hanase Shion.

Looking at Hanase Shion's dumbfounded expression, Sakurai Itsuki said calmly, "I just drew it casually. You can use it if you want. But don't come to me after class to ask you to draw the lines. I don't want to have anything to do with you."

Hanase Shion took the drawing paper in a daze. She was originally in a good mood, but now she felt...
The sky is falling.

He was drawing according to his own storyboards and style, so didn't that mean he had to at least watch her draw for quite a while before he started?
Hane Shion originally thought that her speed today was already very good.

But doesn't this mean that he is much faster than me?

Can any random layman of the same age be better than me?
Then, how can I even say out loud that I want to become a cartoonist?

At this moment, I thought of what I said to her in class: "I just don't want guys like you to hold me back."

Suddenly I felt my cheeks burning.

He looked up and wanted to say something.

But Sakurai Itsuki is no longer here.

Although Sakurai Itsuki really wanted to enjoy her embarrassment of being slapped in the face and attack her further to earn points.

But there are more important things to do now.

At this moment, Hase Hatsuna hummed a little tune and walked into the office happily.

Because it was lunch time after this class, the office was empty, and Sakurai Itsuki followed him straight into the office.

"Hey, Sakurai-san, what's going on?"

Hase Hatsuna turned around and saw Sakurai Itsuki following into the office, then asked with a smile.

"I have something I want to talk to you about alone." Sakurai Itsuki said as he closed the office door.

"Eh?!"

Hase Hatsuna looked at Sakurai Itsuki's actions, her smile instantly disappeared, and she took two steps back in horror.

"Although I'm still single, and you're quite handsome, it's impossible for me to join you in an open relationship with a hot girl. I can't abandon my ethics and become a whore with you guys!"

Hase Hatsuna obviously misunderstood something. She stammered and took out her cell phone to call the police.

"Can you really be a teacher with your logical thinking?"

Sakurai Itsuki twitched his lips, wondering what kind of dirty shit was in this guy's head, and he was even worried about what he would do to her.

For a girl like Hase Hatsuna, even if she took the initiative to seduce him, his heart wouldn't even beat faster.

Just like Aqua, no matter how beautiful she is, normal people have no desire for such a character.

"How rude! Teacher, I graduated from Keio University!"

Hase Hatsuna attempts to use her first-rate alma mater to prove her worth as a teacher.

Upon hearing this, Sakurai Itsuki felt that being able to cultivate someone like Hase Hatsuna should be considered a stain on Keio University.

But I have always heard that the second generation of Keio University are quite extravagant. Maybe that is how her thinking is polluted?

"I'm asking you, why do you keep deliberately pushing me towards that new young lady?"

Sakurai Itsuki thought about it but couldn't think of a way to ask her directly, "Do you know that I am Haruki Nagayama?"

So I can only ask the question in a different way.

"Oh, so Sato Wakaba is jealous about this question? It seems like she's just a case of falling in love over time! How about you just give in to her and live your life peacefully?"

Hase Hatsuna's logic is always blinding. She's even trying to persuade Sakurai Itsuki to change her ways.

"You're off topic. I'm asking why you deliberately put me next to her."

Sakurai Itsuki was too lazy to explain to this god and continued asking his own questions.

"Oh, well, don't you want to be a cartoonist too?"

Hase Hatsuna said this and then turned around and took out a pile of papers from the drawer.

"Didn't you write a career analysis for your future career in your freshman year of high school? Weren't you analyzing cartoonists?"

"what?"

Sakurai Itsuki himself almost forgot about this matter. The article was written when he just entered the first year of high school.

At that time, my memories of my past life had not yet awakened.

As for what kind of virtue I had before my past life memories awakened.
If you can still find traces of yourself surfing the Internet when you were sixteen, you can open it and enjoy it slowly.

If your toes don't dig into the ground out of embarrassment, you've succeeded.

Perhaps it was destined that in this life, Sakurai Itsuki was undoubtedly a hard-core otaku before awakening his memories.

I had always wanted to be a cartoonist, and when I entered school, I even carried a guitar and prepared to sing "Slippery Egg" in the light music club.
In short, it’s too painful to look back on.

Now, looking at Hase Hatsuna who was looking through Sakurai Itsuki's articles, I suddenly felt uncomfortable as if my dark history was being made public.

"Yes, because the classes were divided again in the second year of high school, I gathered everyone from each class one by one." Hase Hatsuna said.

"You saw all of it?" Sakurai Itsuki was a little surprised.

"Why would I come here if I don't want to see you? I think it's very important for a homeroom teacher to understand what everyone wants to do in the future!"

Hase Hatsuna said as she found the article and handed it to Sakurai Itsuki.

"Aren't you afraid that everyone is just writing this for fun?"

"Well, it's okay. There are some random scribblings, but you shouldn't be like that. I took the time to look at the class assignments you handed in for art class. Although your assignments were drawn perfunctorily, I can tell at a glance that you've practiced a lot." Hase Hatsuna said.

"You are so patient."

Sakurai Itsuki twitched his lips and didn't know how to evaluate her.

Hase Hatsuna is indeed a genius, but from a teacher's perspective, there is nothing wrong with her.

"But does this have anything to do with you pushing me closer to her?"

Sakurai Itsuki was about to say that she was off topic, but halfway through her words, she suddenly realized something.

"Yes, Hanase Shion's dream when she came to Tokyo was to become a manga artist, and then to find like-minded friends and overcome difficulties together."

Hase Hatsuna said.

"You two have similar interests! That's why I want you to get along well. Oh, and you're not allowed to develop that kind of relationship with her. You've met her sister before, she's super violent!"

"I have no interest in having a good relationship with her."

Sakurai Itsuki vaguely understood why she was so angry yesterday, and the storyboard just now seemed so realistic.

But despite this, Sakurai Itsuki still didn't want to have any contact with such a troublesome person who suddenly lost his temper and didn't give any explanation after that.

And if you really come into contact with them, wouldn't the risk of exposure increase a lot?
Once exposed, normal campus life will be ruined.

"Hey! Why? Don't you think it's rare to meet someone with the same goal as you?"

"Because I don't want to be a cartoonist anymore. It's too difficult to make a name for myself in that profession."

Sakurai Itsuki said this, and quickly distanced himself from the cartoonist again.

"Don't give up! I know Hanase-san is pretty good at manga! If you encounter any difficulties, wouldn't it be romantic to ask her for help and learn from each other to overcome the difficulties?"

Compared to most teachers who tell their students to give up the idea of becoming cartoonists, Hase Hatsuna encourages them instead.

"If that doesn't work, why don't you come and try my club? Our club is pretty good! Maybe it can help you rekindle your dream of becoming a cartoonist."

"Not interested in."

Sakurai Itsuki shook his head. Since he was sure it was just a misunderstanding, he didn't want to bother with this god anymore and turned around to leave.

"By the way, don't push me closer to that annoying young lady. She can't help me. She's not even as good as me."

After saying this, Sakurai Itsuki opened the office door.

And behind the door, there was a person standing there for some reason.

A young lady with beautiful black hair, holding a drawing paper and frowning, Hanase Shion.

(End of this chapter)