Master of the Machete Style Manga

Chapter 59 Haruna's Decisive Set (Seeking monthly votes!)

On the other side of Tokyo.

The Mikazuki family's villa in Matsutocho, Shibuya Ward.

The corner of the first-floor lobby has now been transformed into a comic studio.

It was already dark, but the specially installed high color rendering lights illuminated the entire area brightly.

The air was filled with the scents of paper and ink, as well as an enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen.

Forty-Hara handed a page of the meticulously revised manuscript, which had just been outlined, to Mikazuki Haruna.

As she gently moved her slightly sore wrists, she exclaimed, "Seriously, Haruna-sensei, you produce storyboards so quickly! How do you come up with so many plot points? Every time I try to draw a manga, my mind goes completely blank, and I can't think of any good stories at all."

"It's alright~ The plot and stuff just came naturally when I started writing."

Haruna took the manuscript, carefully examining the lines, and thought to herself: But this plot wasn't my idea~
Oh no, that's not right either. It was something I dreamed about through my own abilities, so it can also be considered something I came up with.

Haruna looked at Shishihara and said seriously, "I've read your art book, Shishihara-san. Even if it's just a published art book, there will definitely be people who love to read it."

Upon hearing this, Shishihara scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "Really? I'm actually not very confident... I'm planning to try releasing a doujinshi at C88 this year."

"I will definitely go and support you then!" Haruna said.

"Thank you so much, Ms. March Spring!"

"Forty Yuan-san, we'll definitely buy a copy too!" several assistants echoed.

"I really want someone to show me their underwear with a disgusted look on their face. Just thinking about it is hilarious."

Laughter immediately filled the studio, creating a very relaxed atmosphere.

After returning to her seat, Haruna would habitually open the JUMP+ website on her computer to check her manga's data and comments when she had some free time.

The number of comments has increased quite a bit again.

She excitedly scrolled through the comments on the screen, a smile playing on her lips.

Since the remastered version was released, the number of positive reviews in the comments section has increased significantly.

Many readers are amazed by the exquisite detail of the artwork, especially the depiction of the female protagonist's legs and pantyhose, which is absolutely top-notch.

After enjoying the comments section for a while with satisfaction, she casually clicked into the Chainsaw Man's homepage.

When she saw that the comment count was still one digit higher than hers, the girl's smile froze instantly, and she pouted.

"Hmph, although she's still more popular than me, the gap is narrowing."

Haruna said to her assistants, "Everyone, our popularity is rising rapidly. We must completely defeat that Chainsaw Man!"

She paused, then added, "When the monthly vote count surpasses that of 'Chainsaw Man,' everyone will receive an extra month's bonus!"

"Yes!" the four assistants responded in unison, their morale high.

"With Mr. Forty Hara working on this, our visuals will definitely be number one!"

Forty Hara added, "Don't worry, Ms. Mitsuki Haru, even if we have to work overtime, we'll definitely produce the most perfect footage."

Haruna Mikazuki nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good! In addition, the editor-in-chief is already arranging the weekly schedule. Although we had to give the most recent serialization opportunity to Chainsaw Man because of the remastered visuals, the next time, that spot will definitely be ours."

Everyone was full of energy until half an hour later, when Aunt Hezi came from the restaurant and called everyone to eat.

Aunt Kazuko has specialized in culinary arts, and her four assistants now wait until after dinner every day before leaving, essentially getting free access to a star chef's cooking skills.

Moreover, they use only the best ingredients; they wouldn't be willing to order so much food at a restaurant.

After dinner, the four assistants left together, satisfied.

Mikazuki Haruna tidied up the manuscripts on her workbench by herself, humming an off-key tune, and returned to her room on the third floor.

The backyard was especially quiet at night, but she sat at her desk in her room, her heart not at peace.

Tomorrow is Friday. I'll see Ken Sakamoto tonight.

She specially asked Editor-in-Chief Ohno to make a surprise arrangement, just to see how he would react when he saw her.

Because she had a bold idea.

If I keep seeing him in my dreams, then... what about him?
Is it possible that he actually knows me?
That fleeting glimpse of a profile in the Shueisha corridor, though only for a moment, perfectly matched the outline in her memory.

However, we cannot completely rule out the possibility that we are seeing things, so we must check carefully in person.

She took the sketchbook out of the drawer, opened it, and found several pages filled with sketches of the same person.

"Snapped."

She closed her sketchbook, got up, went to the dressing room, and opened the closet door.

What should I wear tomorrow?
The girl's slender fingers traced across rows of neatly hung skirts.

Finally, she took out a black dress.

The dress features delicate lace trim at the neckline and cuffs, a cinched waist that perfectly accentuates the curves of the waist, and a skirt with just the right amount of volume.

A dress alone is not enough.

She opened the drawer below, which was specifically for storing socks; they were all black.

Pantyhose, stockings, knee-high socks... all styles and thicknesses are available.

She picked up a few pairs and looked at them, finally choosing a pair of thin pantyhose with delicate dark patterns.

Although she was only going to participate in a work-related live-streaming event, she felt like she was going to a long-awaited date.

The person in my dream, could he be considered... my dream lover?

She placed the dress and the pantyhose she had chosen on a low cabinet to the side, and then selected a black lace set from the underwear drawer.

Although outsiders can't see what she's wearing underneath, since her breasts aren't particularly large, the cleavage isn't visible, and her bra would be completely hidden under the dress.

However, it should be paired well with a skirt, even if it's just for yourself.

She quickly took off her loungewear and changed into a complete outfit.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, she twirled with satisfaction, her skirt billowing in a graceful arc.

Then, she sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up the pantyhose.

She rolled up the socks, gathering them into a ball, and could feel the delicate and soft texture of the pantyhose fabric in her warm palms.

She slightly raised one foot, her delicate white toes curling up like a little fish as she nimbly slipped into the deep black silk fabric.

She was wearing reinforced toe sandals, since she planned to wear dress shoes tomorrow, not open-toed sandals.

If you're wearing sandals, you should choose a style with transparent toes, as this will make your toes look more attractive.

The fabric smoothly wrapped around her toes, and as she pulled upwards, the slightly transparent black fabric extended inch by inch upwards, past her rounded ankles, wrapped around her shapely calves, covered her knees, and continued to stretch upwards until it reached her waist.

He tightened the crotch, gathered the pants around his hips, and finally pulled the waistband up to his lower abdomen. The elastic fabric wrapped around his entire lower abdomen.

She looked in the mirror and, mimicking the pose of the female protagonist in her comics, gently raised her toes and stepped onto a low stool.

The fine black fabric reflected a soft sheen under the lights in the dressing room.

She looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied.

This is the set.

She then took off all her clothes and neatly folded them on the low cabinet.

This is the winning set for tomorrow!

(End of this chapter)