I, Xingyue, a Manga Artist!

"Ding dong—"

After ringing the doorbell, Iwamoto Yu looked at the time...

Well, at this time, the elementary school students should all go to school, and it’s not too early for me to come here. At this time, Kurokawa and Ya should be at home.

"..."

Iwamoto Yu turned his head slowly, looking at the deserted street, he didn't know what was going on, he always felt that something was wrong, the atmosphere around here... seemed to be a little dignified.

Click—

The door was opened a little, and Kurokawa and Ya's faces were exposed from there: "Mr. Iwamoto... Let's talk if you have something to say."

"Oh? Yes...I see..." Iwamoto Yuu nodded, not knowing why he always felt that something was wrong today.

After Kurokawa and Ya let Iwamoto Yu in, they closed the door immediately.

"That... what happened?" Iwamoto Yuu asked Kurokawa Kazuya with some puzzlement.

"No, it's nothing, it's just that there are some annoying guys around, let's not talk about it, you are here this time to read the original manuscript of the new comic, right?"

"Yes, that's right, you finished drawing a new comic?"

"Yes, let's go, let's talk in the studio."

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not far away-

A person, watching the situation through binoculars in the next house—

It was a girl who appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with long black hair, toned legs, and her indistinct **** outlined a wonderful curve.

The girl's name is "Shoji Ami"!

At this time, he was staring at Kurokawa Kazuya's house, watching his every move!

"Cartoonist...cartographer...if I can become a cartoonist, will he really put me in his eyes and in his heart?"

Shoji Ami—

I am eighteen years old this year. He is a student of the Faculty of Economics at Sendai University in Japan. Some time ago, for reasons that he didn't understand, he fell in love with the man next door—Kurokawa Kazuya.

When she came to her senses, she didn't understand her feelings at the beginning, but gradually, she understood. And become more sick than before. Whenever I have time, I will use the binoculars to look at the room that is close at hand...

After investigating his preferences, he finally set his sights on comics.

"Comics...go check the information—"

Yes, although Gaia and Alaya have temporarily stopped, although the hints they received before have been untied, but the hints have been untied, where is the experience, although most people have gone out, but few people—

Still stuck in it.

 …

"Wait a minute for the original manuscript, I'll get it for you right now, do you have anything to drink?"

"No, no, just let me take a look at the original manuscript." Iwamoto Yu said with some expectation. Although Kurokawa and Yagami's comics are weird, they are very interesting to him.

What will the new manga look like now?

"That's it." Kurokawa Kazuya who got back the manuscript waved his hand, and drove the cat, Xiaohua, who was playing with Iwamoto Yu, aside, and then put the sealed manuscript in front of him.

"Oh, a brand new manuscript that no one has read..." Iwamoto Yu said with some emotion, this is one of the reasons why he chose to become an editor.

After opening the file, the first thing you see are several color pictures.

"Oh, even the color pictures are ready?" Iwamoto Yu said with some surprise.

The one on top is a blonde girl wearing knight armor and holding a golden long sword in her hand, giving off a heroic look. A picture that is completely different from the style of the previous comics, and even different from the style of the comics of this era.

For a moment, he felt incomparably amazed.

It was the first time he had seen this type of character, and the first time he had seen this type of picture.

"Ms. Kurokawa's painting style is really changeable."

If I don't know, I think it's a ghostwriter, and I think it's not drawn by one person, but that's not the case. He has seen Kurokawa and Migo draw manga with his own eyes, so he can be sure that this is what he drew!

If the characters in the comics of JOJO have the characteristics of this era, then the battle royale feels like black and white photos in reality with text, and now—this sketch gives him a sense of fantasy.

A beauty that does not seem to belong to this era.

Sighing, he managed to move his eyes away from the sketch in front of him, and turned to the next page.

The next picture is a golden man with golden armor, golden hair, golden earrings, and red pupils, just like a snake.

Gives a vicious feeling.

Obviously there was not a word on it, but he judged very clearly that this must be a person in a high position.

If one is accidental, then the two are linked together now... Iwamoto Yu couldn't help sighing: "Mr. Kurokawa created a new manga drawing method...you are indeed Mr. Kurokawa."

Different, people of this era will have different feelings when looking at these drawings—

Those who are used to the previous sketches, looking at these, some of them will have the idea of ​​"so powerful", and the other part will have the idea of ​​"deviant, so ugly"...

However, Iwamoto Yu is obviously the kind of person who feels "very powerful".

Because...preconceived ideas.

After experiencing the previous things, in his opinion, "Kurokawa Kazuya is very good" and "Kurokawa Kazuya is a genius".

In this case...

It is estimated that even if Kurokawa and Mi randomly smeared a few times on a certain page, he would probably think about whether there is any special meaning in it, and think about everything in a good direction.

Such thoughts have occupied his brain, not to say that as an editor, he does not have the ability to judge whether a work is good or bad, and the style of painting is good or bad.

As an old editor, he has it.

If this drawing is obtained from someone else, he may even think "too bizarre, such a work cannot be liked"...

But—the person who is brought out now is Kurokawa Kazuya who once broke his common sense view.

Therefore, he would think "It's amazing, as expected of Mr. Kurokawa, he created a new genre."

Such a sentiment.

Then, with this thought, if he continues to look at it, he will sink deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper...

So—he turned to the third page.