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Chapter 360

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Chiaki smiled rather seductively as she looked at Seiji Mukai with a gentle expression.

"Then what kind of expression do you think is suitable for a female lead?"

"Of course it's the expression of a female lead in a happy drama."

"Are there such dramas?"

"Of course there are. Comedies, comedies, comedies, inspirational dramas … at any rate, dramas where the characters are happy and laughing are considered happy dramas, and there are far more of them than sad ones."

"Now that you mention it, that seems to be the case."

The two of them began chatting casually.

Chiaki silently approached Seiji and lightly leaned against him.

"What's the matter?"

"I feel a little cold."

"Then let's go inside."

"I don't want to go inside yet."

"…"

"Use your body to warm me up, is that alright?" Chiaki smiled as she spread out the blanket.

Her current expression was quite alluring, and combined with her words, it made Seiji's heart itch.

He silently agreed to it as he covered himself with the blanket and wrapped himself up with her.

Chiaki held onto his left arm with her right hand and stuck close to him.

"It won't be cold like this."

Her body was warm, and so was her heart. She was immersed in a sense of security.

"Seiji … can I always rely on you?"

"Hmm?"

"Just now, you said that as long as it's not unreasonable, you'll cooperate with me … can this continue forever?"

"Of course."

"Really? I'm very annoying. "

"As I said earlier, if you think it's unreasonable, I'll comment on it and punish you."

"Then it's a promise! I'll always rely on you, so you can't get rid of me. "

"Yep, I won't. You're my important good friend."

Just a "good friend …"

Chiaki's mouth arced upwards subtly as something flashed in her eyes.

'I don't want that to be all, you idiot Seiji. '



The next morning.

After breakfast, Chiaki said goodbye and left.

She had a happy smile on her face as she left … there was probably no need to worry anymore.

Mika asked about Chiaki's situation, and Seiji explained it to her. She revealed a sad expression after hearing it.

"Why would Chiaki's father … treat Chiaki like this?"

Seiji was silent.

Judging from what he had done, he was indeed an incompetent father.

For the sake of Chiaki, should he take action and try to talk to Mr. Wakaba?

He wasn't sure.

Chiaki had no intention of letting him intervene. If he forced it, it was hard to predict what the result would be, and it might even backfire.

Let's pay attention to Mr. Wakaba's information first. Only by understanding more would I know what to do.

"Mika, how much do you know about Chiaki's father?"

"His name is Wakaba Hiroshi Makoto, a famous artist …"

Mika explained the situation to him. Basically, it was the information she had found on the internet out of curiosity when she first found out the name of Chiaki's father.

Seiji listened quietly.

"Seiji, what are you planning to do?"

"Not for now …"

He told her what he was thinking. Mika nodded in understanding and didn't say anything else.

Meanwhile, Ling Yang was happily playing a new game.

After watching for a while, Seiji recalled that there was something he needed to do, so he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

The call connected.

"Good morning, Editor Yoshizawa."

"Good morning, Harano."

"How was the Winter Snow Festival?" he asked casually.

There was a moment of silence.

"… Just like usual," the editor said lightly.

Something seemed to be hidden beneath her calm tone.

Did something happen to Editor Yoshizawa yesterday? Seiji was curious.

He wanted to ask, but his logic told him that it was best not to ask, or he might step on a landmine.

"Er … Just like usual, that's fine."

"Yeah, just like usual, working overtime like usual, taking the bus home like usual, eating snacks at the convenience store like usual, watching TV like usual … it's fine."

Seiji was rendered speechless.

Hearing Yoshizawa say this so calmly made him feel as if he had just glimpsed the darkness hidden beneath the surface. He didn't know how to react.

A moment of silence fell between them.

"What's the matter, Harano?" Yoshizawa indicated for him to get to the point.

"Er … it's like this …"

Seiji organized his words and explained the situation, expressing his desire to draw for Brother Monogatari.

Saki remained silent.

"Isn't this request a little unreasonable?" Seiji tried asking.

"It's a little troublesome, because we've already hired an artist, and he's in a hurry to draw. It would be incredibly rude to refuse someone else's drawing at such a time, "Saki explained.

"Normally, this type of request wouldn't be accepted, but since you don't want to change to another artist, and instead want to draw your own, then … I think it's worth considering.

Nobody understands a work better than the author. If the author personally draws for his own story, it'll be able to better express the story's charm. Of course, the prerequisite is that the quality of the drawing must be high enough.

I want to personally see your drawing, and if I feel that it's good enough, I'll take you to the artist who hired you and have a chat with him. If I feel that your drawing isn't good enough, then … "

"Then pretend I didn't say anything," Seiji stated.

"Hmm … is that alright?"

"Sure, I accept. Thank you for thinking about me, Editor Yoshizawa. "

"No need to be polite. Are you free right now? "

"I'm free."

"Then bring your drawing to the editing department and let me take a look."

"Alright, I'll be right there."

They ended their conversation there.

Seiji told Mika that he was leaving, then stood up and went to knock on Little Shi's room door.

After receiving the drawing from his adopted younger sister, he dressed up neatly and left.



Seiji took a taxi to the Thunder Bunko editing department building.

Seiji walked into the lobby on the first floor and explained the situation to the receptionist. He then filled in a simple visitor card and was arranged to receive guest room number three.

The guest room was on the left side of the lobby. It was a small room that was separated by an opaque glass partition.

Seiji felt that this was quite similar to the scenes he had seen in O-Eater in his previous life. He couldn't help but recall the scene where the two main characters first showed the original draft of their manga to their editor. He recalled that they were arranged to receive guest room number three!

What an interesting coincidence.

When Seiji passed by guest rooms number one and two, he could faintly hear the sound of people talking inside.

It sounded like the editor was criticizing the content of the draft, and the criticism seemed quite severe.

He recalled that the two main characters in O-Eater were the same. When they showed the draft to their editor for the first time, they felt as if they were criminals on trial and were incredibly nervous.

'' You'll pass if you have tea to drink … 'Seiji recalled as he walked into guest room number three.

His story had already been confirmed to be published. Compared to the two main characters at that time and the two authors who were now in the room next to his, Seiji felt more at ease.

"Good luck, you two."

Seiji silently supported the two authors in the room next door.

A while later, Editor Yoshizawa arrived.

"Just now, I contacted the artist 'Sharp Demon Soldier,' and had him send over the finished drawing, then printed it out."

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