I am a Type-Moon comic artist!

Even such businessmen have people they cannot or dare not approach... such as Kurokawa Kazuya.

His new comic... wasn't even published at all.

They simply said, "Let's start serializing this."

Perhaps the editor-in-chief never even saw it... After all, something like this would definitely pass even if it were put in a serialization meeting.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

"Huh? No, no, I was overthinking it a little, haha... Well, let's leave it at that for now. Is there anything else, Mr. Kurokawa?"

"No, this is fine." Kurokawa Kazuya chatted for a couple more minutes before hanging up the phone.

He's thinking about it too...

His system has no beginner's guide, and neither does the Noble Phantasm he currently holds, which will become his in the future.

so...

He wanted to give it a try...

If someone else created the character and I provided the setting... can I use Command Seals to transform your character?

In that case, can I use the system to participate in the lottery?

Now he has more energy and can slowly try these things...

After all, aside from the Yusei Vanguard, which is expected to be launched gradually starting in 2030, and the Yusei himself who may return... there were more than thirty years before that.

Thirty years! Even if you only draw one comic every three years, that's ten times over. I wonder what kind of abilities I'll have by then. I'm really looking forward to it...

"Sir, we've arrived at Guanbuzi City. Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

"Hmm... Do you know the Ryougi family?"

"Two Elements? I've heard of them a little... Ah, you mean the underworld?"

"Ah, that's right, take me to the Ryougi family."

"I understand. Please sit down. It should take about fifteen minutes to get here."

Chapter 295 Eyes in the Dark

"call..."

Iwamoto Yuya breathed a slight sigh of relief as he got into the car heading to the new home of the manga artist.

In reality, he had always harbored a secret sense of satisfaction.

Although the new editor-in-chief brought Shonen Jump to its peak, he ruined the atmosphere. The overall atmosphere in the Jump editorial department is not as good as it used to be. The old editors are okay, but the new editors rarely treat their comic artists like friends and partners, unlike their generation.

It was simply a working relationship.

However, given the current popularity of JUMC, they certainly have the confidence to do so.

The combined sales of the two anime magazines behind them don't even match the current sales of JUMC.

He's leading the charge...

The role of Kazuya Kurokawa in this is self-evident. Moreover, Kazuya Kurokawa is not simply a popular manga artist.

He is very wealthy, owning an animation production company and a multi-billion dollar amusement park.

Even JUMC's current editor-in-chief doesn't dare to criticize him.

Extremely high degree of freedom.

This made things much easier for him, the editor in charge...

Because Kurokawa Kazuya said, "Changing editors and getting them to work out is too much trouble."...

Ah, I have to admit, the higher-ups did have the idea of ​​replacing him, but since Kurokawa and Mi disagreed, we had to let it go.

After all, the cooperation must continue.

......

"Mr. Qiulong, have you been waiting long?"

Seeing that Akira Kenki had pushed the door open almost the instant he knocked, Kazuya Kurokawa waved his hand somewhat awkwardly.

"No, I was just about to leave." Because of the familiarity, Akira Kenki's face showed a somewhat stiff smile, as if he hadn't smiled in a long time.

"I have some things to attend to. Miss is in her room. Would you mind going there yourself?"

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Kurokawa Kazuya asked, somewhat puzzled. However, judging from Kenki Akitaka's expression, it shouldn't be anything serious. Nevertheless, he used his Stand and asked, "Is it something serious?"

"No, it's just a trivial little problem."

"YESYESYES".

Kurokawa Kazuya was relieved to see the answer his stand-in had given him.

"It's just some underworld disputes... It's a bit difficult to calm them down without excessively displaying our strength."

"I see."

Kurokawa Kazuya knew perfectly well that this wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

There are always people who think they are very strong and that they can challenge the old-timers in the underworld.

Generally speaking, most of them are students under 20 years old who have just gotten into this business... and after being taught a lesson, they should settle down.

after all...

How could we possibly compete with these "professional combatants" in terms of combat strength?

They're just a group of ordinary people; it'll be over soon.

Kurokawa Kazuya didn't care. He had been here several times and stayed here several times, so he was already quite familiar with the structure of the Ryougi family.

Well, Kurokawa and Miyako didn't find Ryougi Shiki.

"Miss Shiki? She's at school, and she hasn't finished school yet."

"Huh? Yeah... Haha." Kurokawa Kazuya chuckled before remembering, "But I did call specifically to tell her, so I thought she'd wait for me a bit and maybe throw me a welcome party or something. I didn't expect her to go back to school anyway."

"Mr. Kurokawa, please wait here for a moment. Ms. Ryougi will be back in a few hours."

"No, never mind, I don't have anything else to do anyway, so I'll go pick her up. I remember she goes to school nearby, right?"

Yes, that's right.

"Then, I'll go pick her up." Kurokawa Kazumi said, pushing open the door and slowly walking out.

Looking at the scenery along the roadside, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It's been almost ten years since I came into this world...

He came into this world in 1983.

It's 1992 now, and next year will mark a full decade.

As time passed, many changes occurred. Before she knew it, Ryougi Shiki had spent her elementary school years like an ordinary child and entered junior high school.

He has gradually worked his way up to where he is today.

It has gained some influence in both the outer world and the inner world.

Hmm, it feels good.

Walking down the street, Kurokawa and Miyako appeared quite relaxed, as he always had been. After all, there was nothing chasing after him, and if there was, it was something like his own dreams or pursuits.

Take a break and relax, not for any other reason than to calmly appreciate the world's scenery with anticipation.

You'll find out then.

Even this scenery, which I've seen countless times, has a strange sense of tranquility.

"However, Mr. Akihiro should have just told me that Shiki wasn't here."

Kurokawa Kazuya found a bookstore near the school gate and browsed through old books while waiting for school to let out.

Around 3:30 pm.

The school bell rang, signaling the end of the school term.

Kurokawa and Yaya slowly walked out.

Watching the students walk out of the school gate, it wasn't long before I easily discovered Ryougi Shiki.

After all, she was wearing a kimono.

I saw it right away.

"Mode--"

Ryougi Shiki paused for a moment, then smiled slightly at the person approaching before resuming her usual expression: "It's you. When did you get back?"

"Just now," Kurokawa Kazuya chuckled, "I had nothing else to do, so I came back to see you first. But... what's wrong? With such a big thing happening in Cairo, aren't you worried about me? I thought you should be at home..."

“What’s there to worry about?” Ryougi Shiki walked slowly toward the Ryougi family home beside Kurokawa Kazuya, saying as they walked, “You won’t get into any trouble anyway, right? There’s absolutely no need to worry.”

"but..."

"Huh? What?"

"You... I'm glad you're alright. Ah—nothing's wrong. Okay, I'm a little hungry, let's go back quickly. What's wrong?"

Ryougi Shiki looked at Kurokawa Kazuya, who had turned around and was staring at her from behind, and said with some confusion.

"No, it might just be my imagination, but I have a feeling that someone... is watching us."

"Impossible, right?" Ryougi Shiki laughed. "Since when has your intuition surpassed mine? You couldn't possibly have noticed anything I didn't, could you?"

"Yes... um."

That's generally true, but...

In special circumstances...

For example...