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

Chapter 50 I'm crazy, how is this possible?
Although Hanase Shion and Sakurai Itsuki hardly ever got along well.

But because we are in a community and need to communicate at work.

Therefore, the two of them joined the same line group so that they had their own contact information.

Seeing that the person coming was Sakurai Itsuki, Hane Shion raised her eyebrows. She was in a bad mood and didn't want to pay attention to this annoying guy.

But, thinking about it, this was the first time that Sakurai Itsuki took the initiative to look for him.

I couldn't help but feel curious.

So after hesitating for a while, I clicked on the message.

Sakurai Itsuki: [What did you talk about with the Jump editor today? ]

Sakurai Jyou just called Shinkawa Aimi.

The guy seemed to be busy on a blind date again. He perfunctorily said that he had never told anyone his real name and had no photos to share with anyone about his appearance, then hung up the phone.

Sakurai Itsuki thought about it and decided that to be on the safe side, he should send a message himself to test the waters.

And today I just happened to make her unhappy, so I could say some nice words to coax her and ease the relationship.

She is a good painter and might be able to help me later.

"Hmph." Hane Shion couldn't help but snort as she read the message from Sakurai Itsuki.

I thought, this guy says that Jump Editor is nothing special, but doesn't he actually care about him a lot?

Hane Shion, who originally didn't want to pay attention to Sakurai Itsuki, replied to the message tsunderely after seeing him speak like this.

Hanase Shion: [What does it have to do with you? ]

Sakurai Itsuki looked at the words "What's it to you?" and immediately felt relieved.

As long as it’s none of his business.

Judging from Hane Shion's reaction, it doesn't seem like she knows that he is Haruki Nagayama.

Otherwise, given her personality, if she knew she was being treated like a clown and making statements like, "I'll definitely debut before you!" or "When the time comes, maybe I'll show mercy and let you be my assistant," to a cartoonist, she would be in awe.
Although I don’t know what the specific reaction will be, it will definitely be a big one.

It seems that I was worrying too much.

That's right, how could a normal person think that a monster who can draw comics on two platforms while attending school is a high school student?

Sakurai Itsuki: [Oh, that's fine! Bye.]

???

Hane Shion was just about to play the role of a "comic senior" to educate Sakurai Itsuki and show off her industry knowledge, when she suddenly saw this message from Sakurai Itsuki.

He immediately tilted his head in confusion, frowning.

A big question mark appeared in my head.

What on earth does this guy mean?
Hane Shion held the phone, her fingers tapping on the keyboard continuously, but finally pressed the delete key.

Forget it, it’s better to ignore this guy.

Sakurai Itsuki: [You've been typing on the status bar for a long time, why aren't you talking? Can't you type?]

At this time, Sakurai Itsuki sent another message.

Hane Shion immediately complained in her heart that the status function that displayed "the other party is typing" was too inhumane.

Hanase Shion: [Is this your attitude when you come to seek advice? ]

Hanase Shion: [No wonder I've already submitted my work for the Grand Prize, and you're still wasting your time!]

Sakurai Itsuki: [Oh, I didn’t say I was here to ask for advice!]

Hanase Shion: [Hmph, you arrogant idiot, let me ask you, do you know the requirements for serialization and publishing in Jump this time? Do you know the preferences of the Grand Prize judges?]

Of course, Sakurai Itsuki knew everything about Jump.

But at this time, he certainly would not say that he knew all this.

Because at this moment, he only needed to say "I don't know, can you tell me?" to successfully and easily pass over the conflict that arose this morning.

Hanase Shion: [You don't even know such a simple question? You're truly hopeless!]

Hanase Shion: [I just happened to submit my manuscript today, and I've also finished the club's manuscript. I'm so bored, I'll just give you a brief introduction for the layman!]

Then, the "very reluctant" Hanase Shion sat in front of the computer, beaming with joy as she shared a lot of so-called "dry stuff".

She has always dreamed of becoming a cartoonist, but in real life, almost no one around her has ever talked to her about related topics.

Especially when it comes to creation, Hanase Shion has put in a lot of effort and made great progress, but she has never had the opportunity to share the joy of her progress with others.

She had been so frustrated for so many years! Today, she finally found her chance.

Therefore, as a "comic senior", Hane Shion showed off her knowledge base and gave him a lot of knowledge.

And Sakurai Itsuki only needed to answer, "Oh, I see, I see." This alone was enough to make her happy.

The two of them chatted for more than an hour.

Hane Shion even picked up a pen and paper and started drawing for him on the spot, which was completely different from her attitude of "I will never pay attention to him again" at school.

Sakurai Itsuki shrugged and said, "See, I told you this guy is easier to deal with than Sato Wakaba."

To coax that hot girl, you have to say 666 with all your heart.

Sakurai Itsuki: [Okay, I understand. That's all for today. I'm a little sleepy.]

Hanase Shion: [What's with your attitude? I'm the one teaching you! You're acting like I'm having fun talking to you!]

Sakurai Tree looked at the message and thought, isn't it? Didn't I give you a bad cow just now?

However, Hane Shion quickly sent a message: [Good night].

Of course, he added, "This is just politeness. I'm not as rude as you."

Sakurai Itsuki: [I wanted to say good night, but now I don’t want to say it].

Hanase Shion put down her phone and said to herself, "Is this guy an elementary school boy who is deliberately annoying people?"

However, surprisingly, Hane Shion didn't seem to have the same disgusting resentment as before.

She huddled in her chair, hugging her legs.

This is the first time I've had a serious chat about comics with people around me, right?
It turned out to be with that guy Sakurai Itsuki
Hane Shion shook her head, she was not forgiving this bastard.

I just felt that although that guy was lazy, he was indeed very talented, and his comic skills were the highest among the people around him, so I chatted with him.

Come to think of it, Haruki Nagayama is also a high school student.

He's really awesome, even though he's a bit of a twisted guy.

When can I have a good talk with him?

It would be nice if the Sakurai Itsuki who is in the same class and club with me is Haruki Nagayama
Thinking of this, Hane Shion couldn't help but pat her cheeks with both hands.

I'm crazy! How could I think like that?
How could they be the same person?

Even though they are all high school students attending the same area, the only thing they have in common is that they are high school students and can draw comics. They also have bad and perverted personalities and like to deliberately annoy people.

Oh, it seems a bit repetitive.
No, no, it's impossible! Stop imagining it!

Hane Shion's thoughts couldn't help but return to that troublesome problem.

What should I do? Why did I say those things in the first place?
Hane Shion looked out the window with a melancholy look on her face.

It suddenly started raining outside the window again.

Hane Shion looked at the sound of raindrops falling and couldn't help but be stunned.

Then his gaze slowly moved to his feet wrapped in thick pantyhose.

She stretched out her hands, grabbed her calves, lifted her feet, and then bent down.

He put his face close to his own small feet, raised his nose and sniffed gently.

"I told you, it clearly doesn't have any smell! It's not smelly at all!" Hanase Shion muttered to herself.

"What are you doing?" Masako Hanase, who just came in with milk, looked at her sister with a puzzled look.

"nothing."

Hanase Shion, who has always been a lady, quickly put down her foot with a blushing face.

It’s all that bastard Sakurai Itsuki’s fault. He embarrassed me again.

"Why do I feel like you're acting weird today?" said Masako Hanase.

"I'd better wear socks tomorrow." Hanase Shion muttered to herself.

"Sakurai Itsuki said he likes socks?" asked Masako Hanase, tilting her head.

"Huh? Are you kidding me? What does that annoying guy have to do with you?!"

(End of this chapter)