Started as a comics editor

Chapter 4 Kaoru

Six pm.

Tang Yao left the company.

Although the job of comic editor has a lot of problems, it is not without advantages. For example... the working hours are more flexible.

Because the cartoonists' work and rest schedules are not uniform, and the editors, as the ones who cooperate with the cartoonists, need to adjust their working hours according to the cartoonists' work and rest schedules, there are also many editors who work night shifts.

In this case, there is of course no possibility of having fixed working hours.

Of course, this is also one of the few advantages that Tang Yao came up with after racking her brains.

"So why did the original owner choose to become an editor?"

Tang Yao boarded the subway, her body swaying gently as it moved. She lowered her head and grumbled softly, "Is it because working hours are more flexible?"

Of course, it's just complaining.

In fact, she knew the reason, which was simply for the unattainable dream of becoming a cartoonist.

Dream.

Will it really be better to take a detour to get closer to your dream?

Tang Yao turned her head and looked at the skyscrapers outside the subway window, which were coated with a layer of gold under the setting sun. She felt helpless... Painting is not a good career path, especially after the rise of AI. Moreover, becoming a comic editor feels different from being a cartoonist.

All I can say is... I chose the wrong career.

Today, Tang Yao visited many high-end residential areas and even went to a famous wealthy area in the city, but she couldn't afford to live in such a place.

In fact, the place where she lives is very remote. After getting off the subway, she still has to take the bus for nearly ten stops.

Because the rent is too expensive.

The city she is currently in is coincidentally called the Magic City, just like in her previous life. Although the urban structure is different, the same thing is that as a big city, the housing prices here are very high... With her current income, she can't even afford to rent a toilet cubicle in the city center.

She currently rents a house in a remote area in the southern suburbs. Because it is close to the crematorium... the price is relatively affordable compared to the city center.

Of course, the only advantage is that it is cheap.

Other than that, it's all just a bunch of drawbacks, like the house is shabby, there's no elevator, and the location is remote...

But no way.

It’s the same old saying - poverty makes her endure humiliation.

Around seven in the evening.

Tang Yao finally returned home. She was a little out of breath after climbing seven floors in one breath. She took out the key and opened the door.

The lights in the house were on.

Tang Yao looked around the house. It wasn't big... Although the house prices here were more affordable than in the city center, they were not cheap either, so she only rented a one-bedroom, one-living room, one-bathroom house.

The house is very small, even cramped. The bedroom and living room combined are not very big. After putting down a three-seater sofa and a table in the living room, there is basically not much space left for activities.

Opposite the living room is the balcony which also serves as the kitchen. The only room is on the left, but because the living room takes up most of the room, the room is very small. In order to leave some space for activities, only single beds can be placed on the upper and lower levels.

but.

Small is small.

Thanks to the arrangement made by the two sisters, the room does not look shabby under the soft lighting, but rather very warm.

So even though she was still gasping for breath, Tang Yao still felt relieved after entering the room.

And just as she opened the door and came in, a graceful figure came out from the room on her left, holding clothes. It was a girl whose face was 50% similar to Tang Yao. She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and blue denim shorts, revealing a pair of straight and well-proportioned snow-white long legs, which looked particularly white and tender under the light.

However, although they look somewhat similar, their temperaments are very different.

Compared to Tang Yao, she is... quite cold. Although she is also very beautiful, she gives people a feeling of "keep away from strangers".

As for why the two sisters have such different temperaments.

Tang Yao didn't understand it either.

That's right.

This is Tang Yao’s sister in this world - Tang Xun.

"Kaoru."

Tang Yao saw the girl holding clothes, seemingly preparing to wash them, turned around and closed the door, then walked to the sofa and lay down tiredly.

The girl stopped but ignored Tang Yao. She just looked her up and down, as if confirming something, then she carried her clothes and went to the cramped toilet connected to the balcony.

About a minute later.

She came back and sat down next to Tang Yao, looking at her again: "How was your day?"

The sound is ethereal.

It's just a little cold.

"good."

Tang Yao was used to it, leaning back on the sofa and looking at the lights above her head: "It's just that work is a bit troublesome."

"……Oh."

Tang Xun's pretty face, which had been tense all the time, seemed to relax, and she looked away: "That's good. I thought you were going to talk nonsense like you were dreaming like you did a week ago."

"..."

When Tang Yao heard this, her body stiffened.

to be frank.

When she first arrived, she was indeed very excited...If it weren't for the girl in front of her, she might not have been able to leave.

After all, that situation was too strange.

"By the way, I consulted a doctor, and your condition is caused by excessive stress."

At this time.

The girl's cold voice sounded again: "If you feel tired, don't worry about me. I will go to work after graduating from high school."

“It has nothing to do with pressure.”

Tang Yao came back to her senses, looked at the ceiling and yawned innocently, saying lazily, "Just study hard and don't worry about money."

"No."

"want."

"..."

Tang Xun glanced at her sister's profile, then took out her cell phone and ignored her sister.

Obviously, she did not agree with her sister's words and was waging a silent protest.

Tang Yao thought about it and said nothing. She just continued to stare at the ceiling. While relieving her stress, she thought about what she should do next.

Anyway, having money can dispel this sister's concerns.

The two sisters just sat there quietly.

This is also a rare moment of relaxation for Tang Yao.

Because no one will come to disturb you.

As for the sisters' parents, well, they're not dead.

But it's almost like being dead.

After the sisters' father divorced, he never visited them again, and their mother... perhaps because she felt that raising two daughters was too tiring, or perhaps because the place where she remarried had a serious custom of favoring boys over girls.

In short.

She chose to abandon her two sisters and remarry... and then disappeared from the world.

A cliché and sad story.

However, although Tang Yao inherited the original owner's memories, she was unable to empathize with them and just thought that these parents were rubbish.

"Go take a shower, the meal should be almost ready."

Tang Xun's voice sounded again, interrupting Tang Yao's thoughts.

She stood up and put away her phone: "The change of clothes is on the bed."

Say it.

She went to the balcony on her own and turned on the light.

"Good~"

Tang Yao just put her work aside for the moment, ran into the room, picked up her clothes, and walked into the bathroom hesitantly.

More than ten minutes later.

bathroom.

The mist of water vapor rose up, and because the space was small, everything seemed hazy, but in the haziness, you could still see the white skin that was as smooth as milky fat.

Tang Yao wiped off the water stains, came to the mirror, gently wiped the mist off the mirror, and then looked at the hazy self in the mirror, feeling a little hopeless.

really.

Human beings have a very strong ability to form habits.

Too strong.

I can get used to this.

I can only say that there is really no hurdle that cannot be overcome.

As she thought about it, she took off the towel that barely covered her graceful body curves and upright female features. With a slightly blushing face, she lifted up the heavy and upright body, quickly changed her clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.

As the door opened, steam gushed out rapidly, appearing ambiguous under the light.

Come to the living room.

Tang Xun had already brought the food over, it was very simple.

A dish of egg and green pepper, plus a pot of braised pork.

Tang Xun saw her sister coming out, put down her phone and picked up the bowl. But before she served the rice, she looked Tang Yao up and down, her hair wet, and finally fixed her eyes on her chest: "Isn't it uncomfortable? There's obviously no outsiders at home."

"I want you to manage."

Tang Yao blushed slightly and sat down on the sofa.

Tang Xun lowered her head and served herself some rice: "Besides, you don't have to wash your hair every time. Don't you think it's troublesome?"

"I have to wash it."

"I don't understand."

"Just think of it as my quirk."

"It really is too much pressure."

"Stop, I don't want to extend my quirk to the question of whether you go to school or not."

"..."

Tang Xun stopped talking and just filled two bowls of rice.

The two finished their meal in silence.

Tang Xun cleaned up the mess and returned to the balcony with the dishes.

Tang Yao smoothed her wet long hair, hesitated for a moment, stood up, and walked into the room shared by the two sisters.

After eating, if you don’t do something, you will feel sleepy immediately.

After all, she is quite lazy.

The two sisters' room is indeed very small.

However, because there are bunk beds, there is still room for a table. The single computer desk facing the bed, in addition to the laptop, is also piled with a pile of comic magazines, and of course... drawing paper and different types of pencils.

Tang Yao pulled out a chair and sat down, put away the comic magazines and placed them at her feet, then picked up the drawing paper and fell into deep thought.

As things stand now, I'm definitely leaving my job, but I still need to hang around for a while...

But as Li Xue said, when the editor-in-chief who is trying to take advantage of the situation involves his own interests, he will become like a devil. So if he wants to get away with it without too much pressure, he still has to solve some problems.

Whether it was Teacher Ou or Teacher Shao, she had tried her best.

Since they chose to die.

Tang Yao didn't care anymore and just let them do what they wanted.

Although this is quite stressful, especially after Mr. Ou releases his next episode, there will definitely be a bloody storm...

But the entire editorial department knows what kind of people they are, otherwise they wouldn't have assigned it to her.

Overall it's bearable.

But when the comic award issue is added, things become more complicated.

Because it would make her look like she can't do anything.

This might really get me fired...

So at least, she needed to get one of those things resolved.

Teacher Ou had no choice but to accept the solution.

So now, she can only deal with the comic award issue.

And there are only two solutions... Either try again with the cartoonist who 'promised' to contribute, or find a cartoonist of similar skill to submit your work.

But Tang Yao didn't want to try either of these two methods.

Without him.

I'm too lazy to suffer the anger.

So she chose the third method - drawing it herself.

Ok.

She told Li Xue to give it a try, not to try to find a substitute, but to try to draw it herself.

After all... she was also a painter in her previous life.

Even though she didn't want to paint at all.

(End of this chapter)