"So, senior...senior just needs to stay here."

Haidao Dehai took the handkerchief with a sigh of relief and said while wiping his tears:

"Throughout the whole day today, as long as the senior is willing to read my notebook, stay next to me and talk to me, and then keep waiting for me with a smile...!"

"Well, um... Okay, okay, I'll just do it."

An Yilun also looked at that innocent face, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

Just before the event was about to start, Hoshida finally stopped after crying enough.

In order to avoid causing further trouble, An Yilun did not dare to irritate the other party anymore, so he simply took the new issue in his hand and flipped through it.

Seeing his behavior, Hashima Izumi shrank his shoulders with some anxiety and spoke apologetically.

"I'm sorry...Senior, because I didn't make the cover in secret, all my books are in vain."

"Huh? Ah, oh oh."

"Also, because I had a new idea at the end of the painting, it turned into a pencil sketch during the process."

"For that kind of thing, just write an apology statement in the postscript and don't worry about it." An Yilun waved his hand disapprovingly and stared at the notebook in his hand.

Unexpectedly, the completion of Chuhai's book was higher than he imagined.

Whether it's the background or the storyboard, you can see the traces of the creator's meticulous craftsmanship, which is truly admirable.

Even if you look at it with a sophisticated eye, the standard of the other party's works is above average, and the degree of completion is so high that you can't even tell that it is a club with a circulation of only 100 copies.

Beside him, Haidao Dehai continued to talk.

"Although it hasn't been long since I started making doujinshi, I have had so many happy things and met so many people with similar interests."

"For example, Yusuke-san, Sawamura-senpai, and Sagara-san, they all taught me a lot of things and techniques.

It made me understand that painting can be done in one way or another, and there are still many things I need to learn!"

"Just thinking about it makes me full of motivation!"

"And for the fans who have always supported me, isn't it a wonderful thing to be able to continue to share the things they love like this?"

What he said from the bottom of his heart is truly admirable.

If it were normal times, An Yilun would definitely be moved to tears.

But now——

But he couldn't take his eyes away from the book in front of him!

He had now seen the part of the pencil sketch that the other party was talking about.

The characters and backgrounds that were previously shockingly surprising turn into densely drawn pencil lines from here on, which are completely different from the printed blackness of the previous pages.

Contrary to Eri's concise style of painting, Hashima Dekai uses a large number of complicated pencil lines for decoration, almost making the reader confused as to which lines should be used.

However, this does not mean that the completion of the work has declined since then!

Furthermore, this is simply the starting point of a new world——!

It's obviously just some sloppy pencil drawings, but the tension in the picture shines through on the paper!

"Go to sea——!"

An Yilun also yelled almost rudely, completely ignoring the fact that Bo Dao Dehai's shoulders shook due to fright and the surrounding voices fell silent.

"Senior Renye...?"

Hashima Dekai called out tremblingly, looking at him with both confusion and worry in his eyes.

An Yilun also turned a blind eye to this.

Holding back his excited heart and trembling hands, he asked: "Hey, Dehai...you just said how long has it been since you started drawing doujinshi?"

"Eh? It must have been a few months...what's wrong?"

"It only took you a few months to draw this? And you did it alone...?"

"Well, that's not the case. It doesn't take that long to draw a book. I think it took about a month and a half, right?"

Izuku Hashima tilted his head slightly, thinking back and said:

"Also, I participated in several events with my friends when I was in Nagoya, but this is the first time I signed up by myself..."

Hearing this answer, An Yilun suddenly got goosebumps all over his body.

"Hey, let's go to sea..."

He tried his best to restrain his racing heart and the surging emotions, and pretended to be calm and asked: "If I want all of this book to be sold, will you reject it?"

"……Huh?"

"Do you think that chatting with fans is more important than selling books? Is it better not to be popular?"

"Senior Renye...?"

As if he was confused by his excited eyes and nonsense, Hashima Dekai was stunned for a moment not knowing how to react.

After a few seconds.

The girl suddenly burst out laughing.

"Ahaha, ahhahahaha! Renye-senpai is so weird~"

She said: "No author would think that it would be better if his work cannot be sold~~ Of course I hope that my work can be seen by more people."

"Really...really?"

"Of course~~!"

Haidao Dehai nodded his head gently, his expression became a little embarrassed.

"As for what I said before, it's not that I didn't mean to make an excuse for why the book couldn't be sold, hehehe."

"I see……"

An Yilun also murmured, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "I understand, then I will definitely help Chuhai sell out all the books."

"Learn...senpai...?"

"Sorry! I'm leaving for a moment! I will definitely come back before closing!"

"Eh? Wait, Senior Renye??"

Ignoring the bewildered girl who reached out to him, An Yilun strode outside the museum.

Ever since, Bo Dao Chuhai was left alone in the same place.

…

Time passes slowly.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the afternoon that An Yilun, who had been missing all morning, returned to the stall.

"Sorry! I'm late!"

See him coming back——

"Learn...senpai...!"

For a moment, Haidao looked like he was about to cry, but he held it back sensibly.

That face mixed with doubts and grievances made An Yilun feel slightly heartbroken, but now he had more important things to do.

"Going to sea! How many books are left now?"

"Ah, uh... there are about... about sixty books left, right?"

"Does that mean we only sold 40% in one morning?"

An Yilun also nodded and announced confidently: "Okay! Then the next goal is to sell out within one hour!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately put down the things in his arms and started tinkering on the ground.

"I'm sorry. I'm going to sea. Anyway, let me use the stall. I'm really sorry~~"

"Senior...?"

Izuku Hashima looked puzzled at first, but after he saw the pile of things he had spread out...

"Uh...wow...wait a minute, senior!"

She panicked and said: "Why...why do you have to make this part into a poster? And it's so big, it's just a joke."

Faced with this inquiry, An Yilun did not answer, but just focused on doing the work at hand.

even--

Even though he knew it would cause trouble, he still proudly held up the A2 size billboard with the oversized poster on it.

That proud look is like a guard guarding the princess.

"Trust me, go to sea."

He declared with certainty: "I will definitely make you a popular author, so just watch it carefully——!"

"Lun Ye...Senior..."
To be continued...