Machete Style Anime

Then, she stood up and said, "Well, I've said what I needed to say, I should go home now."

Kasugano Sora was about to speak to persuade her to stay when she saw Ome lift the bag in her hand and gesture to her: "After Mirai left, I accompanied Eriri to buy a lot of things, and I have to return them."

"If Xiaoqiong still has any questions, she can ask Eriri. After all, she is her future direct gaming friend and knows first-hand information."

Upon hearing these words, Kasugano Sora instantly felt that Oumei must be very tired after wandering around outside for so long today, and she shouldn't bother her anymore.

"Na Hui, go back and get some rest."

In other words, Kato Megumi's facial expressions are relatively stable. In the world of Detective Conan, she would have her signature crescent-shaped eyes at this moment. But on an ordinary person, she would just roll her eyes at them.

Suppressing her urge to complain, the girl gave an awkward yet polite smile: "Then I'll head back now."

"Bye-Bye!"

The hint of impatience in her sister-in-law's voice suddenly reminded Kato Megumi of a few lines from a Chinese movie she had watched with her husband in a past life.

"When you used to watch the moon with me, you called me 'Sweetie,' but now that someone new has taken your place, you call me 'Old Cow'!"

If we shift the scenario to the present, it would be something like, "When they want to know about the future, they call me Hui; now that they have a new target, they immediately send me away."

Of course, this is just playing with memes.

After all, the bond built over a decade is no joke.

After Kato Megumi left, Kasugano Sora couldn't wait to make a video call to her best friend.

The moment the call connected, in a fleeting glance, she saw her best friend seemingly flustered as she tucked away a thin booklet.

Normally, she would have noticed something was off about her best friend, but her focus wasn't on that right now, and she selectively ignored this slight discord.

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"Why is Xiao Qiong making a phone call?"

In fact, Eriri is currently extremely panicked.

She was looking at a notebook when her best friend called.

When she received the call, she intended to hang up, but accidentally clicked "accept". Otherwise, her best friend would not have seen her flustered appearance.

Fortunately, her best friend didn't dwell on the issue, otherwise she really couldn't guarantee that her true hobby wouldn't be discovered.

Upon hearing her question, Kasugano Sora quite frankly stated her purpose.

Eriri secretly breathed a sigh of relief after learning her purpose.

During her shopping trip with Kato Megumi, she specifically rehearsed her statements to prevent Kasugano Sora from "dismantling" her one by one.

Since the latter had already heard part of the truth from the former, she only needed to follow their pre-arranged statements.

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Half an hour later, Kasugano Sora hung up the phone.

Eriri breathed a sigh of relief, then took out the booklet and continued to admire it.

As a doujinshi artist with lofty ideals, she is not satisfied with the status quo.

In an effort to improve herself, she would often buy various notebooks to admire and study, but the results were not satisfactory.

In fact, her painting skills are undeniable.

Of course, compared to a world-class monster like Shiina Mashiro from the Sakurasou series, it is definitely far inferior.

However, the two have one thing in common—their stories lack logical coherence.

Eriri, pen name Kashiwagi Eri, has a large following for her doujinshi, but the online reviews... well...

Don't look at the story, just look at the result.

"Professor Kashiwagi's story logic is based on the defense, and everyone can just use the notebook as a spellcasting tool."

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Such comments are countless.

Eriri is indeed a coward, but she is extremely concerned about saving face.

After being told that by her fans, whether to take things a step further or to prove herself, she decided to create a book that would impress everyone. But the result...

Well, from her middle school debut until now, her doujinshi are still only used by fans as casting material.

Everyone says that failure is not terrible; you can just get up and fight again.

However, the truth is that many people become discouraged and give up after failing.

Eriri held her breath, fighting and losing repeatedly, but never giving up. In terms of willpower alone, she had surpassed many people.

But she is human too, and she gets tired too.

If her efforts have paid off, the girl could actually continue.

However, the most despairing thing in the world is when all your efforts seem to have no future in sight.

From middle school until now, Eriri has failed countless times, and she has begun to feel exhausted. She has even had thoughts of giving up, but her unwillingness to accept defeat has prevented her from making a firm decision.

After finishing reading the newly bought notebook, the girl slumped onto the desk like a salted fish, her two neatly styled pigtails hanging listlessly behind her.

At one point, a brilliant idea suddenly came to her.

"I can't change the fact that I can't draw the storyline of Ling Ruxi's works well. The question is, why am I so fixated on Ling Ruxi?"

As the Russian literary theorist Nikolai Gavrilovich Chernyshevsky once said, "Art originates from life, yet transcends it."

"Since my imagination isn't exciting enough, why not use a real-world template?"

"I could easily use the character designs of Kosora and Kasugano to create a doujinshi about a pure sibling romance."

"As for the name... Xiaoqiong took advantage of Kasugano's drunkenness to steal food last time, so writing it like that in the doujinshi would make people think, 'As expected, it's another cliché plot where the girl throws herself at him.' It would be better to switch the protagonists."

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"By chance, the younger sister discovered that her older brother would often come to her room at night and use her as a target for his spells."

Actually, my sister is a total brother-obsessed person.

Upon unexpectedly discovering that her brother would sneak into her room at night to cast spells on her, she was secretly delighted. Instead of telling their parents or warning her brother to stop, she pretended to be asleep.

"But one day, she was no longer satisfied with this situation."

To provoke her brother, the younger sister lied and said she had a boyfriend. Using insomnia as an excuse, she asked her parents to buy her sleeping pills from the hospital. That night, in front of her brother, she "took" the pills, but in reality, she hadn't taken any.

Just as his sister suspected, the brother was extremely upset after learning she had a boyfriend. He happened to see her "taken" sleeping pills, and a forbidden thought arose within him.

That night, the brother sneaked into his sister's bedroom again, but this time he didn't perform the spell alone; instead, he tremblingly reached out his hands to his sister.

"While outwardly asleep, the younger sister was actually wide awake, and she and her brother stole the forbidden fruit from the Garden of Eden."

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As the story plot kept popping into her mind, Eriri excitedly took out paper and pen to write down her thoughts, lest the inspiration suddenly disappear, her little face already turning bright red.

—Excited.

The choice between family and romantic love, the difference between reality and fairy tales, the entanglement of ethics and morality…

"With so many highlights and so much anticipation, if this work doesn't become a hit, I'll become Kasugano's mistress as an apology!"

Overwhelmed with emotion, Eriri unconsciously set a goal for herself.

Hmm, maybe it's a flag.

Even worse than the flag was that the only thing she said was overheard by the Spencers, who had already learned the details of their daughter's meeting with her online friend from the bodyguards and were going upstairs to talk to her.

Most importantly, it was the kind of thing where I didn't even hear the whole thing.

"...I'll just become Kasugano's mistress as an apology!"

Mr. Spencer's smile froze when he heard the words that suddenly came from his daughter's room.

Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Sayuri Sawamura forcibly pulled her husband away from the second floor.

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First floor bedroom.

Mr. Spencer shouted at his wife, "Why won't Lily let me teach that brat a lesson?"

"Did you hear what Eriri just said?"

"Be a mistress!"

"Leaving aside the Spencer family's status in the UK, even in Japan, I wield considerable influence, don't I?"

"Where did that brat get the nerve to make my precious daughter his mistress as an apology?"

It's obvious to anyone how much the Spencers, who support Eriri's doujinshi and are willing to help her form and manage her club affairs, truly feel about their daughter.

Hearing that his beloved daughter was going to become someone else's mistress as an apology, Mr. Spencer said that it was only by his own restraint that he did not immediately send someone to fill the boy with cement and sink him into Tokyo Bay.

Compared to her emotionally charged husband, Sayuri Sawamura, who often treats her daughter like a toy and finds amusement in her daughter, understands her daughter better.

She covered half her face with her folding fan and gave her husband a big eye roll: "Dad is a diplomat, after all. He handles those old foxes with ease. How come he becomes like a hot-blooded protagonist in a novel or manga when it comes to Eriri?"

"Where's your brain? Where's your brain?!"

"The bodyguard has relayed everything that happened in the coffee shop to us. I'm asking you, apart from Eriri's own blunder of calling out 'Dad,' did that child force Eriri to do anything against her will?"