Tokyo: Oreimo

In just about three minutes, a clear and complete image of Amane Reiwa was presented on the paper, along with the iconic upgraded FG204.

Ling Nai blew away the pencil shavings on the paper, then put down the pen and placed the sketchbook on the table.

"It's finished."

Her tone was calm, and then she looked up at the crowd of onlookers.

"This is S;G's doujinshi booth. The items on the table are doujinshi novels. If you're interested, you can buy one to read. It's not expensive, only 500 yen."

After a moment of silence, someone finally took action.

"Is this painting for sale?"

"Not for sale."

"What's in that notebook?"

"Fan fiction".

"The artist who draws such amazing fanfiction covers must be incredibly talented, right?"

"....!"

Ryosuke's lips twitched. If he played like this, he might lose his peaceful college life if he got recognized.

"rest assured."

Ling Nai walked back to his side, raised an eyebrow at him, and said, "I used the style of the previous rejected drafts, so no one will recognize it."

During the creation of Steins Gate, the character designs went through many revisions. This is one of the earlier versions, and as a fan art piece, it differs considerably from the style of the original work.

The blonde girl wore an expression that suggested she had a well-thought-out plan.

Ryosuke couldn't help but facepalm.

Is this the problem?

To draw something of this quality in three minutes is a bit too much of a boast.

"I'll buy one! I'll buy one!"

"I also want!"

"This drawing of Amanne Reiwa is amazing! Which club is she from?"

Tian Zhongxue realized what was happening, grabbed the doujinshi on the table, and quickly tore open the plastic wrap and handed it to each of the onlookers.

"Thank you for your support! One book is 500! Two books are 800! Oh wait, there's no discount for two books today! But we can give you a free autographed quote from the president!"

"President, you're so annoying!"

"Ayumi, there's no need to say anything if you already have something to say..."

Sales began to climb at a visible rate.

The doujinshi that were originally piled up on the table without moving were taken away one by one by the crowd. Even tourists who were just passing by couldn't help but stop and buy a copy after seeing the completed Lingyu doujinshi on Lingnai's table.

......

Sold out!

Tian Zhongxue almost cried out those three words.

He clung to the backpack, which had been stuffed full of doujinshi but was now empty, as if it were some rare treasure, refusing to let go.

The twenty-odd books in the bag were all gone in just twenty minutes, replaced by a heavy pile of five-hundred-yen coins in the cash box.

"Miss Takashiro! No, Mr. Takashiro!"

Tian Zhongxue turned around and bowed ninety degrees to Takashiro Ryouno, the gesture as precise as if he were worshipping at a shrine.

"Please accept my bow! You are the savior of our manga club!"

"That's an exaggeration."

Ling Nai was a little embarrassed by his antics, so she took a half step back and subconsciously leaned closer to Ryosuke's side.

"It's not an exaggeration at all!" Tian Zhongxue straightened up, his eyes shining. "The way people were scrambling to buy them just now! Last winter, we only sold twenty or thirty copies of COMI after a whole day, but today they sold out in less than twenty minutes! This is all thanks to Professor Gao Cheng's painting! Please accept my deepest respect!"

"Keep your knees for yourself."

Ling Nai's words were indifferent, but the corners of her mouth couldn't be suppressed and she secretly curled up slightly.

She glanced at Ryosuke with a look that seemed to say, "I did a good job, didn't I?" but said nothing.

Ryosuke found it somewhat amusing to see her feigning composure despite her obvious smugness, so he nodded in agreement.

"Very impressive."

Just two words, but after hearing them, Ling Nai raised her chin slightly.

Horiuchi Ayumi remained silent.

From the moment Ling Nai put down her pencil, she silently walked to the stall table, picked up the drawing, and carefully examined it in the morning sunlight of the electronics street.

The painting is her paper, and the pen is her pen.

The paper was just ordinary printer paper, and the pen was the HB pencil she had used for over a year, the barrel of which was worn shiny. But what appeared on the paper was a completely different world from what she usually drew with the same tools.

The smoothness of the lines goes without saying.

What Ayumi cared about even more was the “completeness” shown in the painting. It wasn’t about the amount of detail in the picture, but rather the ability to capture the character’s expression, temperament, and movement on paper in just three minutes.

"Could it be a well-known doujinshi artist?"

The illustration of Amane Reiwa on the paper differs slightly from the original work, featuring a completely new design and style, making it instantly recognizable as a fan-made work.

Ayumi raised her head, looked away from the drawing paper, glanced at Ling Nai first, and then looked at Ryosuke.

The younger sister is a master of this level, while the older brother draws those scribbled, nonsensical sketches.

The younger sister can easily produce a professional-level drawing, while the older brother can offer more than twenty precise suggestions for improvement, down to the millimeter level.

Just who are these two people?

She didn't voice her doubts, but carefully placed the drawing paper on the table and said something to Ling Nai.

"That's really impressive."

Ling Nai looked at her and blinked.

"Your paintings are quite good too." She politely exchanged compliments, knowing that the illustrations for Tian Zhongxue's novels were done by the female college student in front of her.

"I'm far inferior to you."

Ayumi shook her head, her smile somewhat forced.

She had previously thought her skill level was acceptable, but after seeing Ling Nai write with her own eyes today, the difference was obvious.

If I had to pick the only piece of work I'm confident I could rival, it would probably be the painting I did under Ryosuke's guidance.

Watching Tanaka continue to act silly, Horiuchi Ayumi envied his extremely simple mind for the first time.

...

"To celebrate clearing out the inventory, it's my treat!"

Tian Zhongxue slung the empty bag over his shoulder and pointed to a side street deep inside the electronics street, "There's a mobile crepe stall over there that gives you a really generous amount of cream!"

So, in the next ten minutes, Tian Zhongxue bought four crepes and distributed them hot to everyone.

Ryosuke held a mineral water bottle in one hand and took a bite of the matcha crepe handed to him by Tanaka Middle School with the other.

It is too sweet.

His lips twitched, and he swallowed it with difficulty. When he looked up, he found Ling Nai staring at him.

"how?"

"Is the matcha flavor good?"

"good."

Ling Nai didn't speak, but her gaze remained fixed on his crepe. Ryosuke sighed and held the crepe to her lips.

Ling Nai hesitated for less than half a second before opening her mouth and taking a bite. Then she licked the cream off her lips and commented, "It's actually not bad."

To be honest, she also thought the crepes Ryosuke was making didn't taste very good.

But that doesn't matter.

A slight blush rose on the girl's face as she deliberately bit the spot where Ryosuke had bitten her.

'Is this what you call... indirect kissing?'

Ryoko Takagi glanced at Ryosuke furtively, only to find that he hadn't noticed and continued eating. For some reason, she suddenly felt exceptionally good.

Chapter 237 Killing Intent (Combined Chapter)

The cream from the crepe melted on her tongue, and before the sweet aftertaste had even faded, Tian Zhongxue had already crumpled the empty paper bag into a ball and accurately tossed it into the roadside trash can.

"Alright! Now that the inventory is cleared, it's time for free exploration!"

He put his hands on his hips and said in a tone that suggested he was announcing a major operation, "Takashiro-kun, didn't you say you wanted to know about doujin game clubs? The game section of the Denkigai Festival is just ahead, I'll take you there!"

"Gaming area?"

Before Ryosuke could speak, Ayano spoke first.

She was wiping the cream off her fingers with a tissue when she heard this. She looked up and gave Ryosuke a subtle look.

That means if your own game is selling everywhere, why bother looking at fan-made games?

Ryosuke shrugged slightly and responded with his eyes, "Club activity, I'll just go along with it."

Ling Nai understood his look, gave a soft snort, crumpled the tissue into a ball, and threw it into the trash can just like Tian Zhongxue did.

It didn't go in.

Without changing her expression, she bent down, picked it up, and threw it back in.

"let's go!"

Tian Zhongxue had already started walking, carrying his empty hiking backpack, rushing ahead like a large, unbridled dog.

The game area of ​​the Electric Town Festival is located on a side street on the west side of the central avenue, about 200 meters away from the doujinshi (fan-made) stalls.