Full-time comic artist

"Eh! Really?" Akemi Akemi was overjoyed. She put down Mirai Higashino, moved next to Hibiki Higashino, and asked expectantly, "What kind of manga is it?"

"It's still just a thought," Higashino Hibiki said helplessly.

"Let me share this idea."

“Okay,” Higashino sighed, “You know, the magical girls these days are all cute and adorable.”

However, magical girls are ultimately a battle-themed work, and Sakura will always encounter danger, just packaged within a lighthearted style.

It might be great to draw a manga that realistically depicts the darkness of magical girls.

After he finished speaking, he asked, "What do you think of this idea?"

"You've shattered a girl's beautiful fantasy, you're such a bad guy!" Akemi Akemi retorted. "You've been drawing too much Death Note."

She pointed to Hibiki Higashino and said it was a drawing from "Death Note".

but……

"This looks interesting!" she said. "Go ahead and draw it, let me see!"

“Women are so fickle,” Hibiki Higashino shook his head. “Let’s wait a while. There’s still the ‘Golden Future Cup’ thing going on.”

Akemi Akemi sighed, "Then I'll just have to wait a little longer."

They chatted for a long time, and the baby felt forgotten. He opened his mouth in grievance and burst into tears.

Higashino Hibiki walked over and hugged Higashino Mirai, pinching his nose. "You're crying again. I'm going to scare you properly next time!"

"Really." Akemi Akemi nudged Hibiki Higashino. "Why are you arguing with a baby?"

"Come here, let Mommy give you a hug."

"Mom...Mom..." Little Future said haltingly.

Akemi Akemi's mouth dropped open. She and Hibiki Higashino stared at each other, utterly excited. "She'll be calling me 'Mommy' in the future!"

"Why isn't it Dad!" Higashino Hibiki said angrily, pointing at himself, "Dad—Dad—Come on, call me Dad."

Under Higashino Hibiki's expectant gaze, Higashino Mirai opened her mouth, "Sakura..."

Hibiki Higashino almost burst into tears. It turns out that in her baby's eyes, she doesn't even have the presence of an animated character.

"You like magical girls so much? I'll let you watch as many as you want from now on!" he gritted his teeth.

……

Hibiki Higashino didn't tell Koji Yoshida about the new project that there was progress.

Yoshida is now riding high on the success of having Hoshino Katsura as a newcomer.

Compared to the cunning old foxes Togashi and Akino, Hoshino Katsura is much easier to control.

Katsura Hoshino wants to draw "Continue," a zombie-themed story? Sure, but you'll have to finish "Zone" first.

With only one month left until the deadline for the "Golden Future Cup," even if "Zone" is finished, she won't have time to draw "Continue" to participate in the grand prize.

"Hmph," Yoshida Koji hummed smugly.

If Akino Mirai wants to rest, I'll find a younger version of Akino Mirai that I can control.

Onishi Kohei glanced at him cautiously.

"So proud of himself? It seems Yoshida's new manga artist work has a good chance of being selected for the Golden Future Cup..."

He began to worry about Hideaki Sorachi.

In the past few days, he had been discussing with Sorachi the manga, which was finally finished.

This is a comedic work that fully showcases Sorachi's talent for delivering lines.

Yorozuya, Shinsengumi, Amanto, Edo period...

These elements combined to give Sorachi a lot of creative freedom. His talent amazed Onishi.

My choice was right after all. The rough stone that was unearthed that time was polished and it shone brightly.

The current "Gintoki the Yorozuya" is already quite mature compared to other short comics submitted for the competition.

Thinking about all this, Onishi began to feel confident. Let's just get the crown and be selected!

He glanced at Yoshida Koji, thinking, "You're smug now, but you'll regret it later."

Yoshida felt his gaze and stared back. The two men's fighting spirit clashed through their eyes, sparks flying like welding!

Aida Soichi, who was standing to the side, carefully moved his chair and did not enter the game.

"You guys fight it out, forget about me."

However, the only manga that could be selected is Akira Amano's work, "Katekyo Hitman Reborn!", which he was in charge of producing.

……

Aida's appearance was observed by both the bottle and Sasaki.

The bottle lowered its head and smiled, saying, "Everyone's fired up by the 'Golden Future Cup,' Editor-in-Chief, your choice was absolutely right."

“Yes,” Sasaki nodded, “I’m starting to look forward to it too.”

What kinds of works will be created by these determined editors?

"It will be very interesting."

……

Yoshida and Onishi clashed, with Yoshida losing first as the landline on his desk rang, forcing him to look away to answer it.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" he asked, holding the microphone in one hand and rubbing his eyes with the other.

"Mr. Omori said he contacted you beforehand," the customer service representative in the lobby said. "This is for your submission to the 'Golden Future Cup'."

"Yes, please ask him to wait a moment," Yoshida Koji said with a complicated expression.

The boomerang you threw back then is finally going to hit you.

……

In waiting room number two, Omori waited anxiously.

If he were to submit a manuscript, the most suitable person would of course be editor Koji Yoshida, whom he frequently interacts with.

At Bird Autumn Studio, they see each other all the time.

This teacher's sycophant is a very good editor who might give him some great advice.

"Bang bang."

A knock sounded at the door, and Yoshida was already at the door.

"Please come in," said Omori.

Yoshida walked in, composed himself, and laughed heartily, "Mr. Omori, it's been a long time."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The two shook hands, and Omori handed over the manuscript, saying, "Please, Editor Yoshida."

“This is my job,” Koji Yoshida said, opening the file bag, taking out the original manuscript, and glancing at the familiar yet unfamiliar manuscript.

"Mr. Omori's drawing skills are as amazing as ever."

Among the submissions to the "Golden Future Cup," no artist has drawn better than Omori so far.

Moreover, it's clear that Omori is working very hard.

The first page of the original manuscript is beautifully drawn, and Omori used a lot of ink to outline the details, making it a very demanding comic.

The paintings alone are enough to garner a significant number of votes.

After praising it, Yoshida began to look at it carefully.

Five minutes later, he put down the manuscript.

Omori was terrified; Yoshida had finished 49 pages of content in just five minutes?

Does he not approve of his own comics?

He was devastated.

“Mr. Omori,” Yoshida rubbed his temples, still wounded from his “battle” with Onishi, and said wearily, “it’s a very well-made manga.”

Of course it's very high; he was involved in the entire creation of this comic.

Chapter 323 Toriya Akino's Secret Identity?

In the living room of the Higashino family home, the Higashino couple are reading comics, while Higashino Mirai is sleeping nearby.

A peaceful and serene scene.

As August arrived, the air was filled with sweltering heat. Only the occasional tinkling of the wind chimes hanging by the door by Akemi Akemi offered Higashino a moment of comfort.

He glanced at his son and asked, "Aren't you going to turn on the air conditioning?"

"Ah~ it's only 30 degrees Celsius," Akemi Akemi stretched lazily, then slumped onto the table and said languidly, "This is how you enjoy the comforts of summer."

"Yeah, right," Higashino Hibiki muttered.

“Hibiki,” Akemi Akemi called out.

"Hmm?" Hibiki Higashino looked over.

Akemi Akemi looked up at Hibiki Higashino and asked blankly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Comfortable." Hibiki Higashino couldn't help but say, "That look in your eyes evokes the thrill of a female classmate secretly watching you on a summer's day."

The slight discomfort from the heat has now dissipated, replaced by a warm and comforting feeling.

"Hmm, that's good." Akemi Akemi smiled shyly.

She lay there reading for a while, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

When Hibiki Higashino discovered it, he saw a puddle of drool on the manga and couldn't help but laugh.

"Honestly, he's like a little kid."

The cicadas chirped by the window. Hibiki Higashino looked up at his diary. "Today is... the day the 'Golden Future Cup' finals are announced."