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All I know is that the other party is a somewhat famous new artist whom the library hired at a high price through an introduction from an acquaintance. The artist's style is gorgeous and he is especially good at drawing beautiful girls.
Judging from the effect of the first volume, it is indeed outstanding and adds a lot to his novels.
Machida Sonoko continued, "She's been submitting manuscripts slower and slower lately, and the quality has also become somewhat... well, inconsistent."
“I’ve urged her several times, but she always makes excuses, saying things like ‘I’m not inspired’ or ‘I’m not in a good state.’ Today when I called, she even hung up on me!”
"Such a big shot?" Yuto Itsuka frowned.
Delaying the publication of a manuscript is a major taboo in the industry. It not only affects the publication schedule of the book, but is also a highly unprofessional act.
Of course, he, who often submits his work right before the deadline, doesn't really have the right to say anything.
“That’s right!” Machida Sonoko complained bitterly.
"I heard she's still a high school student, and she's arrogant because she has a little talent. I can't do anything about it. Professor Wuhe, you and she are both young, maybe you'll have something in common!"
"How about I give you her contact information, and you can contact her as the original author? Please!"
Are you the editor or am I the editor...?
"A high school student?" Yuto Itsuka asked casually.
“Yes, she’s a beautiful blonde girl with twin tails!” Machida Sonoko added.
Blonde hair, twin tails, high school student, illustrator.
Could it be that?
[Yoto, Yoto! Look at my drawing!]
[Oh? Isn't this a drawing of me pushing you on the swing? That's amazing, Eriri! You'll definitely be the best artist when you grow up!]
【hey-hey! 】
The scene from my memory flashed by.
No way?
"Hello? Itsuka-sensei? Are you still listening?"
"...Yes, give me her contact information, I'll talk to her."
After hanging up the phone, he immediately received a Line account from the editor, Machida.
I checked my personal account and sure enough, the profile picture was a hand-drawn chibi-style portrait of a blonde girl wearing a beret.
Note: Eriri
Chat history: None.
Yuto Itsuka clicked on the other person's Moments. The latest post was published this afternoon and contained only one picture.
It was a sketch.
The painting depicts a black-haired boy sitting in the corner of the activity room, writing with his head down.
Next to the painting, a word was written in messy handwriting:
"Fool"
Yuto Itsuka turned off his phone screen and pressed the cold can of cola against his forehead.
What a small world! He deliberately kept his light novels and personal life separate, but he still ended up running into this idiot.
What should we do now?
As Yuto Itsuka, he rushed up to her and questioned her about why she was late with her manuscript.
He could almost picture the scene—Eri would probably be shocked first, then furious, and finally yell at him, "Who, who cares about you! Whether I draw or not is my freedom! What right do you, you idiot, have to tell me what to do!"
hiss--
It might get even worse—Eriri: "Baka! Hentai! Urusai!" Then she whipped him hard with her twin tails.
hiss--
Yuto Itsuka reopened Line, logged into his author account, and sent a friend request.
It was approved in no time.
"Beautiful Girl Knight: Hello, Ms. Kashiwagi Eri, I am the original author of 'Becoming the Strongest Farmer in Another World,' Beautiful Girl Knight. I apologize for disturbing you."
"Om-"
Eriri: What's up?
"Sweet Girl Knight: Regarding the illustrations for Volume 2, Editor Machida mentioned that you seem to be facing some difficulties lately?"
"Eriri: No problem at all. Editor Machida is making a big fuss. I will submit my manuscript before the deadline."
"Beautiful Girl Knight: Really? But as far as I know, it's been three days since our original deadline. Kashiwagi-sensei, this will not only affect the printing and sale of the book, but also put the editors and the printing press in a very difficult position."
According to Yuto Itsuka, Japanese people probably have zero tolerance for causing trouble for others.
"Eriri: What do you know! Creation requires inspiration! Do you think it's a factory assembly line where you can just create anything? Without feeling, what you draw is just a pile of garbage! I'm responsible for your work, and also for the readers! You're just an amateur who only knows how to rush me to finish my work!"
Oh, she's mixed race, that's alright then.
Yuto Itsuka laughed in exasperation at the phrase, "You're just an amateur who only knows how to rush me to submit my manuscript."
Okay, I'm not an expert.
"Beautiful Girl Knight: Whether I'm an amateur or not is another matter, but Kashiwagi-sensei, we signed a commercial contract, in black and white, which stipulates the delivery date. If you cannot complete it on time, it constitutes a breach of contract, and I think, with your professional expertise, you should be very clear about this."
"Beautiful Girl Knight: If you are truly facing unsolvable difficulties, perhaps you could communicate with us. Is it due to unclear character design or problems with scene depiction? As the original author, I am happy to offer assistance. However, unilaterally cutting off contact and delaying the manuscript like this is highly unprofessional behavior."
Commentary by Wuhe: Standing at the pinnacle of the industry, the beautiful girl knight launched a fierce attack on professional illustrator Kashiwagi Eri. Kashiwagi Eri was unable to rise again. Victory today—Beautiful Girl Knight!
The other party was silent.
It was so long that Yuto Itsuka thought Eriri had blocked him.
Finally, the screen lit up.
Eriri: ...I'm sorry.
"Eriri: I will finish it as soon as possible, please give me a little more time."
Isn't this great?
Yuto Itsuka was about to say something to comfort the other person when a red exclamation mark appeared in the chat box.
"The other party has enabled friend verification, and you are not yet their friend. Please send a friend verification request first. You can chat after the other party accepts the request."
...Have I been blocked?
It wasn't blocking, it was deleting the friend.
This idiot...
Yuto Itsuka was both amused and exasperated. What was this? After his self-esteem was hurt, he was resorting to such a childish way to escape?
He clicked on the other person's profile page, and the sketch was still there.
"Fool"
Yeah, what a complete idiot.
……
……
[P.S.: My boyfriend~]
Why are they also players when it's supposed to be a dating simulation?
It was the first time I had a girl I liked, and the first time I loaded a simulator. These two happy events coincided with each other, and the time I got should have been as happy as a dream...
But why did it turn out like this?
Xia Mu, who escaped from Shimokitazawa Mental Hospital, was at a loss as to what to do with his sister.
Bond Simulator (×)
Dating simulator (?)
"Nagasaki Motoyo, I love you. My brain, my heart, every organ in my body is saying it: I love you! Please marry me immediately!"
"Toyokawa Shoko, are you willing to have a love affair with me that will last forever, with marriage as the prerequisite?"
"Ichichi Hongxia, I like you because of love."
"Jing Qinrencai, I like you, quack! Stop elbowing me!"
"Aoyama Nanami, I like you, huh? Why are you asking who's more important, Mashiro or you?"
and many more!
Why did they load the simulator too?
Xia Mu, who was pushed down, realized something was wrong, but it was too late.
"Quack! Sushi, save me!"
━━━━┒
┏┓┏┓┃ Nagasaki Motoyo
I like you!
┏┓ ? ( ? ? ? ) ? ←Xia Mu
┗┛┗┛┃ /
┻┻┻┻┻ノ)
Volume 1: Chapter 27: The Elite Assassin with A-Rank Strength and Speed—Kato Koreya
Lang rides a bamboo horse to get around the bed to get green plums.
They lived together in Changgan Lane, and the two children had no suspicions of each other.
Childhood sweethearts are supposed to be the most beautiful bond bestowed upon them by heaven, but now that things have turned out this way, Eriri must bear at least 10% or even 90% of the blame, right?
Yuto Itsuki yawned, forcing his eyelids open, and listened to the math teacher on the podium explaining trigonometric functions, his thoughts wandering somewhat.
"It's an ah..."
He muttered something under his breath, which drew a quick glance from Kato Megumi at the next table.
She didn't ask anything, but her gaze lingered on his face for half a second before returning to the blackboard.
As soon as the lunch break bell rang, Yoshihiko Uego practically sprang to his feet, carrying his deluxe bento box that he had brought from home. He skillfully turned his chair around and moved closer to Yuto Itsuka's table.
Today was the agreed-upon lunchbox time, and Yuto Itsuka had prepared one in advance.
"Wuhe, have you heard? Something really serious happened yesterday in your 'Civilized Etiquette Learning and Exchange Department'!"
"You're quite well-informed." Itsuka Yuto opened his lunchbox, which contained pre-made dishes that he had heated in the microwave that morning—a plate of ginger-braised pork and a thick omelet. He picked up a piece of the omelet and casually replied.
"Of course! I'm the Jiraiya of Toyosaki's intelligence network!" Yoshihiko Kamigo puffed out his chest proudly, then lowered his voice, "I heard that Sawamura-senpai went to your club yesterday and even got into a fight with Kasumigaoka-senpai?"
"Ah."
"Really?!" Yoshihiko Uego's eyes lit up.
"Two beauties arguing face to face—just imagining that scene is enough to get my blood pumping! Tell me, what were they arguing about? Could it be... because of you?"
His expression turned lewd, and he nudged Itsuka Yuto with his elbow.
“You’re overthinking it.” Yuto Itsuka said expressionlessly as he took a sip of miso soup. “They were just having a friendly literary exchange.”
Does literary exchange require banging on the table?
"That's an exploration of expressionist techniques; you wouldn't understand."
"What happened when Sawamura-senpai stormed out in anger at the end?"
"Emotional release after immersing oneself in the role."
"..." Yoshihiko Uego looked at him with a "what nonsense are you talking about" expression.
But he knew he wouldn't get any exciting inside information out of his friend, so he reluctantly ate a bite of rice and changed the subject.