How to Develop the King of Anime

A row of teardrops like pearls slid down the corners of his eyes and landed on the carpet under his feet.

"Are you alright? Why are you crying? What happened?"

When Rita saw that Mashiro was crying, she was shocked and hurried over to hug Mashiro's fragrant shoulders.

"Yao is a liar..."

Mashiro repeated the sentence again, and the face that had not had much expression for a long time showed the delicate crying of the girl.

"How did I lie to you, really?"

Jingu Yao opened his mouth and was a little stunned. He thought about it, and he didn't seem to have deceived Zhenbai. Moreover, with the character of Zhenbai who doesn't care about many things, he actually cried because of this. It was definitely not a trivial deception. right.

"Yao said... I won't draw manga anymore, I won't do animation again... Do you hate them?"

Mashiro's slender fingers pointed to the table on the side, where there were newspapers, all of which were reported by major media boasting about Jingu Yao, and Rita collected all these things.

They know each other because of comics, they know each other because of comics, and they develop feelings for each other because of comics.

Mashiro strives for comics as her lifelong career, which has long been an indispensable part of her life, and in the process of her becoming a comic artist, there is no doubt that Jingu Yao is the person who has helped her the most and has the deepest influence.

Sometimes Mashiro also thinks that if she hadn't met Jingu Yao, she might have been able to become a real manga artist, but if she wants to be as famous as she is today, so many people can read her manga and understand her manga. It's so thorough, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

Therefore, when she read from the newspaper that Jingu Yao said that he would quit the industry and would not be writing, Mashiro felt that he had been completely betrayed.

Manga is an invisible bond between her and Jingu Yao, a bond that is unique to the two of them and that no other girl has.

But Jingu Yao did not hesitate, and made a declaration to cut it off.

It was the pain of being betrayed by the whole world, the sadness of the broken heart.

Really crying, she cried very sad, crying pear flowers with rain.

This was the first time Jingu Yao saw Mashiro cry in such pain. She seemed to be out of the water, sobbing there, looking for air to fill her lungs.

Rita hugged Mashiro and comforted her, but no matter how much she tried to persuade her, it was useless.

Jingu Yao was a little helpless, and his understanding of Shiro made him guess her thoughts from Shiro's actions in an instant. This girl's ability to associate is really powerful, and she is a good material to be a cartoonist!

"Don't worry, I'm not creating, I'm just not creating in my own name. You see, there are so many companies under my name, and these companies will continue to create new works based on my ideas. You just misunderstood." The meaning of the word 'name', I will continue to support Mashiro's comic creation, and I will give you advice in due course... But with Mashiro's progress, I'm afraid it won't be long before I can give you any advice."

Jingu Yao sighed softly.

People have to grow up, and one day they will break away from the entertainment of the second dimension and enter the society.

Although Jingu Yao made his fortune in the two-dimensional field, he is very ambitious and knows that if he wants to continue to go higher, he must change, and he must give up some things that he has vowed to never give up in the past. .

Sometimes he really envies Zhenbai, she is really too pure, she just uses comics and herself as the meaning of her life, and is always immersed in her own fairy tale world like a child.

She is really happy.

So in order not to let her happiness be broken, Jingu Yao has to do something, even if she uses white lies to let her continue to live in happiness.

"Really...really?"

Zhenbai bit his lip and lowered his head and said in a low voice, "... Yao can't give me advice, Yao will give me advice all my life, because Yao is so good."

"Yes, I am so powerful, so powerful that I can teach you Zhenbai for the rest of my life."

Jingu Yao smiled softly.

He wrapped his arms around Rita and Mashiro and held them in his arms.

Only these beautiful girls are the most beautiful treasures for him.

Chapter [-] The Forgotten Girl

"...Yo."

Mashiro, who was still sobbing, allowed Rita to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She took two breaths and murmured.

"Is there anything else, really white?"

Jingu Yao gently hugged Mashiro's shoulders and kissed her on the forehead.

"I remember one thing..."

Zhenbai's voice was soft and indifferent, and her pretty white face was stained with a blush, it was not shyness, but the blood that rushed up because of her emotional excitement.

"Seven seas..."

Zhenbai's breath finally calmed down, she took a breath, her pale lips parted, revealing a row of white teeth: "...Qihai said he wanted to see you."

"Seven seas?"

Jingu Yao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "...Oh, you mean Qingshan Qihai, I haven't seen her for a long time."

His answer caused a vigilant look on Rita's face.

Jingu Yao's mind unconsciously recalled the past memories.

The girl he met during his morning exercise and running, the girl who came to Tokyo from Osaka to achieve her dream, lived alone to make money to take care of herself, and worked hard for her dream, the girl who faced Yō Jingu's excessive help A girl who always refuses and wants to rely on her own efforts.

The impression is very deep, but the impression is very shallow. In the past, Aoyama Qikai always came to Jingu Yao's house to help take care of Mashiro when he was not at home. However, because Jingu Yao was too busy with his work, he met Aoyama Qikai several times. It became less and less, until Jingu Yao moved out of the house in the past to live in this port area, and never saw that girl again.

Today, there is a professional maid in the house. No matter how difficult it is to serve Mashiro, in front of the professional maid's skills, it is enough to take care of Mashiro comfortably. Hearing the girl's name from Mashiro's mouth again, Jingu Yao also sighed a little, time It was so fast, so fast that he almost forgot even a single person.

"... Why didn't Qi Hai take the initiative to contact me, and I need you to speak for me."