Full-time comic artist

After that, he started looking through other documents.

“This is…” Horie Nobuhiko’s gaze sharpened.

"They're here so early!"

This is an application from the Clown Club, and its contents are...

About the anime adaptation of "Hikaru no Go"!

"Hikaru no Go has only been serialized up to chapter sixteen," Nobuhiko Horie said, puzzled. "Why is it so fast?"

Popular works usually have to wait until six months after they are serialized.

The success of *Hikaru no Go* is just the beginning, and its future is uncertain. It's entirely possible that Akino Mirai, a high school student and aspiring manga artist, might impulsively pursue freedom and create haphazard drawings. Alternatively, the manga could easily become mediocre later on.

Animation requires a lot of money, manpower, and time; how could it be possible without sufficient profit incentives?

Nobuhiko Horie needs to think about this carefully.

He pressed the button on the application first.

……

"Yoshiwara-sho".

Since the serialization of "Hikaru no Go", all the original drafts have been used up.

The living room studio, where only two people draw comics, is getting busier and busier.

Every day after class, I would draw non-stop in my dorm room, and sometimes I even needed to drink black coffee and work overtime.

Akemi Akemi, who had just finished drawing a page, went to the restroom and didn't return for a long time.

Hibiki Higashino was engrossed in drawing.

It wasn't until a scream of "Aaaaaah!" rang out that she looked up in shock, staring at Akemi Akimiya. "What happened? What's wrong?!"

“Look,” Akemi Akemi pointed to her eyes, “don’t you notice something’s wrong?”

"Is something wrong?" Hibiki Higashino asked curiously.

"Dark circles under my eyes! Dark circles under my eyes!" she fumed, pacing back and forth. "If you don't find another assistant, I'm quitting!"

Higashino Hibiki quickly comforted her, pressed her onto the sofa, and massaged her shoulders and back.

"I bought three desks because I'd like to find another assistant."

"Ah~" Akemi Akemi groaned comfortably, then rolled her eyes, "Then why haven't they started yet?"

Hibiki Higashino said, "Since we're working in the dormitory, I don't want strangers to bother Yoshii and the others. I'm considering recruiting Yoshii or Minami as their assistants."

As an art student, I'm perfectly capable of handling some unimportant tasks.

"Then hurry up!"

“I’ll tell you tomorrow,” Higashino Hibiki said, his grip gentle, which improved Akemi Akimiya’s mood considerably. “Wasn’t it spring break before? I don’t want to disturb them while they’re spending time with their families.”

……

The next day was the weekend.

After finishing the storyboard, Higashino Hibiki went out.

Looking at his messy hair, he decided to go out and get a haircut.

The bald head that appeared after time travel has now begun to affect my normal life.

Upon arriving in Shibuya, I found a mid-range hair salon.

Tony looked at Higashino Hibiki and frowned. "With such a good foundation, her hairstyle is terrible. She doesn't care about her looks at all."

He held the scissors, snip-snip, already itching to try.

Hibiki Higashino actually wanted to shave his head. Although he couldn't be seen by people during that period, being bald was really comfortable and carefree.

Unfortunately, I don't have the courage now.

"Please give me a suitable hairstyle," Hibiki Higashino said.

He doesn't know what's trending now, so let's leave it to the professionals.

Teacher Tony gave a thumbs up, "You have excellent taste!"

After agreeing on the price, Higashino Hibiki entrusted everything to the other party.

Close your eyes and rest.

This is a rare moment of rest.

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't recognize the person in the mirror.

Her slightly wavy hair, exuding a flamboyant air, combined with her sharp eyes, transformed her from her usual ordinariness into a radiant and aggressive presence.

"Wow! So handsome!" Tony was very satisfied.

However, it's not free.

Higashino looked in the mirror, his eyelids drooping, and he was just an ordinary handsome guy.

He still likes it this way.

After paying to leave, I had only walked a few steps.

A deliveryman from a ramen shop rode past him on a bicycle.

"Yoshii?" Hibiki Higashino wondered if he had misread it.

How can that person be sure it's Yoshii?

He was the son of a banker, had no shortage of money, and had never been interested in working before.

Besides, they're in their final year of high school now. Shouldn't they be focusing on their studies instead of engaging in social practice?

He suddenly remembered that for the past few months, Yoshii had been returning to the dormitory looking exhausted every night.

Just like Minami Chiharu, the migrant worker warrior!

"What happened?"

Chapter 49 Bankruptcy (His underwear was completely exposed)

Hibiki Higashino, with his new hairstyle, was not recognized by Yamahisa Yoshii.

He rode his bicycle and disappeared in a flash.

Hibiki Higashino returned to Yoshiwara-so with a heavy heart.

After Takagi-senpai graduated, Asahina Yuko moved to "Yoshiwara-so" for the new semester and is currently sitting on the sofa having afternoon tea.

Aside from mealtimes, this was the first time Hibiki Higashino had seen her sitting in the living room.

She's as withdrawn as she is at school; I really don't know why she came to "Yoshiwara-sou".

"Good afternoon, Mr. Higashino."

She pinched the handle of the teacup and said expressionlessly.

"Good afternoon, Asahina-san." Higashino Hibiki passed by her and noticed the ink stains on her slender white fingers, and couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

"The young lady is working very hard too."

He then hurried upstairs to discuss Yoshii Yamahisa's matter with Akemi Akemi.

Unbeknownst to them, Asahina reached out her hand behind them as if to say something, but in the end, she pursed her lips and remained silent.

……

At midnight, Yoshii Yamahisa walked into the dormitory, rubbing his aching back.

But at that moment, the living room lights were still on, which made him very curious.

"Yoshii-kun, please come this way."

He heard the voice of his homeroom teacher, Akemi Akemi.

Akemi Akemi knelt in the living room, pointing to the person opposite her.

Hibiki Higashino is next to me.

"Yes."

He was a little scared.

In such a solemn setting, he walked to the opposite side of Akemi Akemi, bowed, and knelt down.

Akemi Akimiya asked, "What's been going on with you lately? You're always coming home so late. If you're having any trouble, I'll help you."

"I..." Yoshii Yamahisa hesitated, opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

“Yoshii,” Higashino Hibiki said, “you don’t have to say it if you don’t want to. But if you want to vent, you might as well share it with us. It’s not good to keep everything bottled up inside.”

Yoshii Yamahisa remained silent for a long time. After a while, he said, "Dad said I shouldn't let my friends worry about me. Actually..."

He recounted what had happened in the past six months.

Because of the economic bubble, bankers are in an even worse situation.

His father had mortgaged his working capital to real estate. When the economic bubble burst, the houses and land became worthless, his capital shrank, and the virtuous cycle was broken.

After struggling for a long time, it finally went bankrupt before last summer vacation.

“Grandpa helped pay out 10 billion yen, and now there is still a debt of 20 billion yen,” he said, his eyes were dull and his eyelids were drooping. But when he said this, he showed a happy smile: “In the last bit of free time, Dad spent the happiest summer vacation with me. After that, he went to work at Grandpa’s company to try to make money.”

“At the end of last year, when he gave me the tuition for the new year, he finally told me the truth: I wanted to ease my father’s burden and take on the future expenses myself.”

Akemi Akemi was at a loss after hearing this.

After thinking hard, she shook her head helplessly and looked apologetic. "Yoshii-kun, you are such a sensible and good child."

"Thank you, Akimiya-sensei." Yoshii Yamahisa said nonchalantly, "I do feel much better after saying it out loud."

Higashino sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, saying, "Mr. Yoshii will definitely be able to make a comeback."

"Yes! I believe in Dad."

“But before that,” Hibiki Higashino said, “come be my assistant first. It’s better than doing odd jobs.”