Tokyo 1970: I'll draw Doraemon?

"Sister?" The younger brother spotted her.

Higashino Yuka suppressed a laugh: "You'd have to shave your head completely for it to work."

……

"Teacher, how did you come up with the idea of ​​committing suicide by eating syrup? It's absolutely ingenious."

Inside the studio, Arima asked.

Fushimikawa explained with a smile: "There is a record in the ancient Chinese book 'Kiyanlu' that a monk bought cakes and honey. Before leaving, he was worried that his disciple would steal some, so he told him to watch the cakes and not to touch the poison in the jar. He compared the honey to poison, so he couldn't blame the disciple for using his brain. After eating the cakes and drinking the poison, the master was too embarrassed to punish the disciple."

Arima Ryojin said that this story in "Ikkyu" was inspired by "Kiyanlu".

Fushimikawa said, "Sometimes when you don't have good ideas, you can read more books and write them down, you'll always use them eventually."

“I understand.” Arima nodded.

He planned to borrow books from the campus library after finishing his work.

"We can't just bury ourselves in painting all the time."

……

Not long after, editor Tomoyuki Fukuda arrived at the studio.

The comic has just been released, and there will be no feedback in such a short time.

Fushimikawa, curious about his purpose in coming, asked, "Is there something you need?"

“Manga artist Morimoto asked someone to contact me to tell you this,” Fukuda Tomoyuki took a deep breath.

"'Being able to serialize in Sunday magazine at the age of 18 has made many people scrutinize you, Oikawa. So have I.'"

Do you really have this ability?

"Ikkyu the Clever" is a great opportunity to get a sneak peek at your talent.

At this point, Fukuda glanced at his notes and said seriously:

"Ikkyu the Clever is a decent children's comic, very interesting. I hope you can continue your efforts and create even more interesting content."

As for what other people think, don't bother with it.

I'm waiting for your *Doraemon*. I hope it won't disappoint Fujiko Fujio.

At this point, Tomoyuki Fukuda hesitated for a moment.

Immersed in the warmth of being recognized by his senior, Fushimikawa asked curiously, "Is that all?"

"There's one more thing."

"Speak quickly," Fushimikawa urged.

Fukuda Tomoyuki sighed and said in a monotone voice, "Really, why are all the talented people from the countryside?"

"Country...country bumpkins...this is such outrageous regional discrimination."

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Unexpected Reader

Being demoted to a country bumpkin is worse than being treated as an overseas Chinese.

Morimoto's approval suddenly became insignificant to Fushimikawa.

The next day, he went to school.

The teacher was lecturing on Western literature in class, and Naoto Onishi in the audience whispered, "Ikkyu-san is really good. I feel like you've already succeeded."

Not only did he become a cartoonist as soon as he entered university, but he also maintained his academic performance and continued this miracle. Daishi thought his neighbor was amazing.

Although the other person hasn't been back to the dorm for a long time.

Fushimikawa lowered his head slightly, avoiding the teacher's gaze: "I still need to work harder."

“Even so…” Onishi remarked, “you still haven’t fallen behind in your studies.”

Fushimikawa is incredibly capable of attending classes and rarely missing a class while busy with his manga serialization.

Fushimikawa explained, “Unlike most of my classmates, I don’t have to worry about the pressure of getting into a good university or getting scholarships, so I just need to study to a passable level. This doesn’t take up much energy; on the contrary, it’s a rare time to relax.”

His daily routine consists of drawing character designs, thinking about plots, conceiving storyboards, and drawing original manuscripts. Attending classes is a kind of spice in his boring life.

After the class, Fushimikawa didn't rush to the studio, but went to the manga club activity room instead.

……

As soon as Fushimikawa entered the activity room, he noticed that everyone in the room—whether they were sitting and drawing comics, standing and chatting, discussing doujinshi plots, or holding meetings—was staring at him, their gazes following his every move.

Time seemed to slow down, and the scene was eerily frightening.

This caused Fushimikawa to become hesitant and his walking pace slowed down.

1 seconds, 2 seconds...

I don't know how much time has passed.

"Wow! Our comic artist from the comic club is back!"

"Brother Chuan! You're amazing! Can I get your autograph?"

"Seeing your work in the comics moved me to tears!"

"You need to keep getting better at drawing!"

As the first sound rang out, the sounds of the event rose and fell, crashing into Fushimi River's ears like a torrential downpour.

Admiration, emotion, and envy enveloped Fushimikawa.

They were overly enthusiastic.

"Thank you everyone," Fushimikawa nodded, a touch of emotion in his heart. "I will continue on this path with everyone's support and blessings."

He signed autographs for each member, satisfied their curiosity, and then gave them pointers on comic book techniques.

"Tense scenes are framed smaller and densely packed; light scenes are framed larger and have more white space. Frames are actually a way of expressing emotions, so don't forget to make use of them."

"If the goal of the submission is children's or teen comics, then the protagonist's abilities should be designed to be simple and easy for readers to understand. After all, it is a big no-no for comics to describe complex abilities with a lot of words."

……

"Leaving blank spaces is very important; even a cloud or a tree can play a role in adjusting the rhythm of the plot."

From the largest to the smallest, covering every aspect, Fushimikawa gave his lecture.

Everyone listened attentively; after all, to invite a cartoonist to give a lesson, one had to pay for a private cartooning school.

If something is free now, we should cherish it.

Liang even took notes.

During the summer vacation, there was no one else but himself.

He redrawn the original manuscript again, perfecting the content of each panel and ensuring that not a single word of the dialogue was omitted.

He imagined the surprised look on Horii's face, and the joyful laughter of the readers upon seeing his comics.

However, on the day of submission, the only result was rejection.

"Hmm, it seems to be done very well, but there are still some shortcomings, it's still lacking."

My submission to a niche comic book site was unsuccessful.

Now, Watanabe Ryo is holding a pen, looking intently at Fushimi River, recording the experience of this successful person.

About an hour had passed.

Just as Fushimikawa was talking until his throat was dry, a sound came from the doorway.

"Brother Chuan, someone is looking for you."

Everyone turned their attention to them and saw that they were two pretty girls.

One is gentle and graceful, the other is lively and adorable.

"Ahem, that's all for today." With a light cough, amidst the cheers of the crowd, Fushimikawa walked towards the door.

"Good afternoon, Nagai-kun."

The visitors were my high school classmates who had been admitted to a women's university, and... people I didn't know.

……

"I won't stay long; I'll leave as soon as I see you."

On the way to Waseda, Miyuki Nagai said to her friend Yuka Higashino.

"Hey! Why? I want to have a proper talk with him!" Higashino Yuka complained upon hearing this.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Miyuki Nagai shook her head. “They were just high school classmates.”

……

She had just spoken with such conviction, yet now, on her way to the front courtyard, she was staring blankly at Oikawa-sensei's profile.

Yuka Higashino thought to herself.

If no one stops her, she could watch it all day long, right?

Following the corridor to the front courtyard, under a tree, Fushimikawa asked, "Nagai-kun, what brings you here today?"

He was somewhat expectant.

"..." Nagai Miyuki paused for a moment, then replied, "It's about Asano-kun."

She brought news of Megumi Asano, who was studying diligently at a cram school in her hometown, preparing to take the entrance exam for a university in Tokyo.

"So you didn't have time to deal with me." Fushimikawa breathed a sigh of relief. "I see."

He felt somewhat fortunate, thinking that it would be best to remain friends for a lifetime.

“And this,” Miyuki Nagai sighed inwardly. She took out a neatly folded handkerchief from the pocket of her pleated skirt, unfolded it, and inside was a dull red hair tie.

"Asano asked me to give this to you."

"Thank you." Looking at the hair tie, Fushimikawa was lost in memories.

This was a gift he gave to Megumi Asano after receiving his first payment for writing when he was in elementary school.