Tokyo: Oreimo

The feeling of having her work recognized by others is one of the motivations that drives her to enjoy painting.

Ryoko Takashiro finished reading the entire monthly magazine with great interest, while Ryosuke cleared out a table at the other end, placed his newly purchased computer on it, and plugged it in.

As the screen lit up, the Windows 95 logo appeared on the screen.

Chapter 36 Experience

It's a really old machine.

Ryosuke patiently waited to log into the system; the computers of this era were far slower than those of the future he remembered.

Ryouko Takashiro also came over and carefully examined the machine that was given as payment.

"Not bad, better than the one at home."

"You know about this?"

Ryosuke was somewhat surprised.

"Who are you underestimating? They're much better looking, aren't they?"

Can you tell them apart by their appearance?

Ryosuke compared the two computers in his mind and realized that, in terms of size and workmanship, the computer in front of him did look much more advanced than the one in his sister's room.

We are currently in a period of rapid technological development, and future computers will look new every year.

"Want to give it a try?"

"Yes, get out of the way quickly."

Ryosuke ignored Ayano's tone and left his seat at the table.

The girl didn't sit down at the computer immediately, but instead crawled into the black cloth covering the two rows of bookshelves.

Ryosuke watched as Ryouno succumbed to her chrysalis within it.

What are you looking for?

Having visited the studio so many times, it's impossible not to be curious about what's under the black cloth.

But out of basic respect for the girl, he never asked her directly.

After all, the fact that the other party deliberately covered it means they didn't want me to know.

As Ryosuke moved, he noticed that the black cloth hanging on the ground had become slightly wrinkled in a certain place.

Ling Nai stepped on that part with her heel, and the cloth, which was not very secure to begin with, was pulled by her movement.

"ah!"

Takashiro Ryou let out a startled cry, as if she was about to fall over.

Ryosuke strode forward and caught the girl from behind, but her tilt inevitably pulled on the clips fixed to the top of the bookshelf.

The sound of something snapping came from the studio.

The black cloth that originally covered the bookshelf cascaded down from the top like a waterfall.

When the bookshelf was revealed in front of him, Ryosuke couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Almost every compartment was crammed with cassette tapes, books, or even magazines, most of which had obvious 18+ markings.

He even saw what appeared to be a fan-made comic of "Moon Witch Transformation" among them.

Ling Nai struggled out of the black cloth and hurriedly got up to try to block the forbidden bookshelf, but found that with her body, she could not block Ryosuke's view at all.

She simply gave up.

"What's with that expression? Are you unhappy with my collection?"

Since Ryosuke already knows that I like playing 18+ games, it's not a big deal for him to see this, right?

If he dares to tell anyone, I'll kill him!

Ling Nai could only console herself with this thought.

"No, not really, just a little shocked."

Ryosuke recovered and looked back at the bookshelf on the other side, which was still covered up. It wasn't hard to guess that it contained similar items.

That's a bit too much.

"Hmph, if the place wasn't too small, there would be more than this. I've already refrained from buying more."

Ling Nai puffed out her chest as if she had been praised.

Ryosuke was speechless.

I wasn't praising you, so there's no need to be proud of it.

He watched as his sister pulled a box of game discs from the bookshelf.

It was the "Hot-Blooded Youth/Intense Fighting" magazine that she had previously purchased from the CM exhibition.

"You wouldn't want to play this kind of game in front of me, would you?"

"It's just a test, do you have any objections?"

Takashiro Ryouna didn't think anything was wrong. She glared at him, then turned around, took out the disc, put it into the computer's CD drive, and skillfully started the game.

The computer speakers emitted a series of loud, clanging electronic sounds, and the girl's face lit up with excitement.

After a few quick adjustments, she closed the game screen.

Seeing this, Ryosuke breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I have no problem with my sister's hobbies, being in the same space and watching her play 18+ galgames is still a bit too terrifying.

"Great, I'm very satisfied with this computer!"

Ling Nai patted the camera body with considerable satisfaction.

As expected, when Ryosuke asked Hououin for help in choosing a model, he specifically mentioned the requirement of being able to run visual novels.

Even if it's not the most cutting-edge product on the market, it's still relatively easy to meet Ling Nai's small needs.

……

Takashiro Ryouno left the computer and sat down at the work desk, waving to Tsurugi.

"Let's check the progress."

She picked up a dozen or so drafts and handed them over.

Ryosuke took it in his hand.

The artwork is filled with character illustrations, including the protagonist Shirou Emiya, but only the most basic lines are used to outline them.

"Well drawn."

“Of course.” Takagi Ryouno raised an eyebrow, staring intently at Ryosuke. “You’re not going to say something about the art style being off again, are you?”

Having worked together before, the girl knew that the other party had a unique aesthetic sense.

This is reflected in the creation of Cardcaptor Sakura.

Ryosuke always demands that the characters' personalities fit the story as closely as possible.

Takashiro Ryouno had carefully read through this character design collection, and even though she hadn't read the story, the information about Heroic Spirits revealed in it greatly interested her.

"Well, the character's facial features and body curves do need to be made more angular."

Ryosuke stroked his chin and offered his opinion.

"You're such a nuisance."

Ling Nai muttered something and snatched the draft paper from his hand.

"But this time you don't have to draw chopsticks legs. You can try to be more open and show more of your strengths."

Ryosuke noticed the figures on the draft, especially Rin Tohsaka, whose body curves were noticeably toned down.

"Huh?"

Just as Takashiro Ryou was about to put down her pen, she seemed to sense something.

"Wait a minute, you bastard..."

"what happened?"

"Is this visual novel 18+?"

Ryosuke: "What else? In today's market, it's strange if it's not 18+, and the lack of this selling point will affect sales."

Ling Nai: "..."

"So you actually had your sister draw erotic illustrations for you? You're such a pervert!"

"?"

Ryosuke could only smile wryly.

"This kind of content wasn't included in the commission I gave you. It's only for the demo production. I'll commission a professional artist to draw this part later."

Ling Nai paused on the drawing, and a look of dissatisfaction reappeared on her face.

"don't want……"

"……What did you say?"

Ryosuke tilted his head, somewhat not understanding what she meant.

"I mean, if there's to be this kind of content, I'd like to draw it myself."

"..."

Ryosuke was slightly taken aback.

"why?"

"It feels like having your drawn character handed over to someone else to draw those parts, like it's been stolen from you... I guess that's the feeling?"

Takashiro Ryouno clicked her tongue and muttered something.

Ryosuke seemed to be deep in thought, his gaze drifting to the bookshelf.