Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

When I opened my phone, I saw quite a few missed text messages.

Oh wow.

It's over.

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ps: Recommend a book!

Title of the book@"I have been lying dead for a thousand years, and my apprentice resurrected me?" 》

Introduction: As a traverser, Li Fusheng successfully completed the task of [Cultivating the Heroine of Destiny] issued by the system

Just when he became the hero's cannon fodder and was about to receive the reward——

"Master, you have been sleeping for thousands of years, and I finally wake you up."

The apprentice I brought up since I was a child was lying in front of the bed, looking at me affectionately.

"Wait, what about the kid who stabbed me through the throat?"

"Of course it was killed by me and my sisters."

"But...but that's the male lead!!!"

"Master, there is no need to be afraid, he has already lost his soul."

"not me……"

"Master, we have wiped out all the masters in the world, and no one can hurt you!"

"Ah this..."

"Although this is a bit deviant, but for the sake of Master, I can't care so much."

Li Fusheng's heart was like: Damn, can anyone kill me? I really want to die!

System: "Host, are you awake? It's a brand new version now?!"

18. The godfather of all-round entertainment was brutally killed in the Shura field

Mochizuki Ri, Waseda's hidden slash youth, the emperor of the Internet, a transparent boy in reality, is always invisible on campus, and is not found in club activities. According to common sense, he is just a dispensable person. A small person - but obviously, as a popular manga artist, protagonist of tokusatsu drama, powerful musician and a new master of light novels in today's era, the boy's strength is obvious to all in the industry, and his popularity is gradually rising. After several years of development, it has become an extraordinary existence.

Perhaps it is precisely because Mochizuki is quite well-known in various industries. When the date of the Shonen Jump Comic Expo was confirmed and the little teacher Dog Eyes chatted with him offline, so many things appeared in the boy's hands. Text message:

(Takano Koichi: Ari, long time no see. How are you doing recently? I wonder if you have time recently. Our "Ultraman Tega" is planning to set up a booth at an exhibition in Tokyo. If you are interested, please follow us. Come with your friends to participate in our promotional activities, I think the atmosphere at the scene will be great.)

(Takegami Tomosuke: Ari, our Shonen Jump has recently prepared a very large-scale comic exhibition. At that time, all the popular cartoonists named by the entire Shonen Jump will gather together and hold offline signings. For activities and interviews, you must come with Xiao Cheng when the time comes. Uncle, I am looking forward to the two of you coming?)

(Miki Kazuma: ? Ari, our Zhichi Bunko is about to participate in the exhibition. As the new star of our library, shouldn’t you come and support us? Without further ado, the animation promotion event for "Life in a Different World from Zero" Come on, show me your face, we have finalized the interview session with the original author, please try your best to be there!)

.....too many.

The editor of Shonen Jump, the president of Chichi Bunko, the director of the Ultraman crew who takes great care of me... Most of the seniors in the industry that I know seem to be preparing to participate in the upcoming Shonen Jump. Tokyo exhibition, and they all mentioned their names as if they wanted to go there to support them.

Although being very popular among industry leaders sounds quite satisfying...but after thinking about it, I will be needed by many people during the few days at the Comic Exhibition, but I also Mochizuki's mentality is also quite subtle due to the fact that he has no skills at all.

Why do you feel like you are about to be divided?Or by a group of middle-aged people?

I imagined for a moment that I had just finished the comic book signing, then went to "re0" next door to promote the animation, and then went to the Ultraman exhibition area to put on the Victory Team uniform for a promotional event. I was originally fantasizing about the comic book signing event. After that, the boy who was able to accompany his friends to go shopping in the exhibition hall, his heart completely stopped beating at this moment.

"...All in all, this is the situation now."

At noon the next day, the heartbroken boy who knocked on the door of Kurihara Saki's room said this to Kurihara Saki while helping to carry the dishes:

"I woke up yesterday and a bunch of text message notifications appeared in front of me like the attack on Pearl Harbor. When I opened it, they were all messages inviting me to participate in activities - let's put it this way, at that moment I thought I was in It’s a nightmare.”

"...That's really scary."

After listening to Mochizuki's long words, the girl who was currently slicing salmon fillets for lunch did not raise her head to look at a certain elementary school boy:

"So, you came to me today because you wanted to complain like a child, and then you dropped the little pearl and said you didn't want to go to Comic Con and be a black slave?"

"...Who do you think I am?"

Being complained like this by Kurihara Saki, Mochizuki looked slightly embarrassed:

"I'm just here to make a living - don't think of me as a kid who breaks the defense and goes home for comfort."

".....Just here for a meal?"

"Oh, it seems not."

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered that Mr. Dog Eyes asked him to tell Kurihara Saki about the sloth fish offline performance. Mochizuki immediately changed his words:

"I'm not as lazy as before today... Anyway, I do have something I want to tell you."

"Really?"

Kurihara Saki cut the salmon fillets, skillfully twisted one of the pink pieces, and handed it to an elementary school boy. When she saw the guy leaning his head to take the delicious food from her hand, the girl naughtily handed it to him. Hand retracted:

"You still have something big to discuss with me...? That's strange. Tell me, are you going to play games with me today, chat, or watch cartoons?"

"...I'm not kidding you, we really have something big to discuss."

Seeing that Kurihara Saki still had a joking tone, Mochizuki immediately snatched the salmon fillet that Kurihara Saki was about to put into his mouth without losing his composure, and swallowed it in one gulp:

"I'll just put it bluntly, it's about the comic show performance - Teacher Xiaocheng came to see me last night. She told me that the organizer seemed to want to invite someone to the super large comic show held by Shonen Jump. The idea of ​​us singing on stage.”

"...Um, really?"

I don’t know whether it was because he was stunned by the sudden information about his appearance on the stage, or because he was silenced by Mochizuki Ri’s sudden attack. Now Kurihara Saki’s expression was dull, as if he had lost connection with the server——

After a while, she sighed for no reason, and then Kurihara's mother nodded slightly as if reluctantly, her bright red eyes turning slightly:

"Singing on stage, then I probably understand... Is this what you want to tell me today?"

"That's right."

"Huh, that's good... Even if you have something this time, I really thought you came to me just to complain one-sidedly, saying that as a primary school boy, you want to be divided by the big guys in the industry. .”

While complaining about her curly partner who was standing next to her to help prepare the meal, the white-haired girl began to imitate Mochizuki's accent:

"Now I understand your intention of knocking on the door and coming to my house today. Oh, by the way, now that the truth is out, are you going to say, 'It's good that you know, but don't treat me like a child who broke the defense and went home to seek comfort. '?"

"... Can you let me answer my question properly?"

Having been slightly offended by Kurihara Saki, Mochizuki wanted to fight back - but his stomach was growling, and the boy driven by hunger couldn't help but sigh heavily:

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you so much... Let's start dinner first, we can talk about the rest later."

"?."

When it comes to eating, Kurihara Saki doesn’t seem to want to talk too much about Mochizuki——

Just making gestures and giving Ali a wink to ask him to take the chopsticks and bowl, the young girl sat down at the dining table, clasped her hands together, and started to use the chopsticks.

"So, now I probably know that there is a show at Comic-Con."

Gently dipping the rolled sushi with raw eggs, Kurihara Saki raised his eyes:

"So, Ali, what do you think about this matter?"

"...In my personal opinion, I will definitely go, but it also depends on your opinion, Saki. After all, the sloth fish also has your share."

Gently picking up the salmon that Kurihara Saki had cut, the boy asked:

"So, do you want to go on stage at Comic Con?"

"Ah."

Responding simply, Kurihara Saki's voice was quite plain:

"Yes, I'll go."

"........"

"........"

The conversation has come to an end at this moment.

Only the two children were left, staring at each other.

"...So, what else is going on?"

Kurihara Saki's expression was dull, and his big bright red eyes were full of doubts:

"Is this the big event you're talking about?"

"...Um, yes."

"It's boring...I thought that besides this kind of thing, you also secretly arranged the venue of the martial arts hall to sing with me, but in the end it turned out to be just a task for the comic exhibition - I had to Say, I am a little disappointed with Ali."

.......Indeed.

Although Kurihara Saki and Mochizuki are both quite withdrawn in nature, and they do prefer to be alone - after all, they are also ruthless people who held concerts in high school, and they did start to hang out with more people after going to college. Cooperation between animation and film and television works... Under this premise, singing at an occasion like Comic Exhibition is no longer something embarrassing.

"Probably so."

She snapped her fingers gently, and a serious look appeared on the silver-haired girl's expressionless face:

"It's not the first time anyway, and of course it doesn't matter if I perform on stage at a comic show... You also know that I always don't care?"

The voice is quite calm. The shy Kurihara Saki in high school is indeed calmer and calmer now, more like a mature mother:

"So, is there anything else?"

".......Gone."

I didn't expect this topic to end so quickly, and Mochizuki's expression was a little awkward:

"I thought you would hesitate a little longer...but you ended the topic in a second."

"Otherwise? You don't really think that I would be nervous about going on stage with you here, do you?"

"...Do I really feel so safe?"

"It depends on how you understand..."

Gently taking off his sunglasses, as if to cover something up, Kurihara Saki muttered a few words:

"Anyway, there's really nothing to say... You can send a message to Xiaocheng now, saying that we will be on stage so that she can feel at ease."

"........Fine."

Although I always felt that the Sloth Fish taking the stage was a little too smooth, and I was somewhat in a trance...but after thinking about it, this result seemed to be quite good, and the boy didn't think too much about it.

and so.

Skillfully taking out his phone and opening the text message, Mochizuki was ready to enter the message.

And it was just when the boy was about to type -

"Hey, wait a minute."

Kurihara Saki waved his hand and said:

"You can add another text message to Xiao Cheng later: (You are busy today, so don't look for me)."

"...Why?"

"Because I want to play games with you today."

"...?"

"What's your expression?"

Seeing that Mochizuki's expression was somewhat abstract, Kurihara Saki also said seriously:

"I haven't played Super Smash Bros. for a long time, and I'm worried that no one will play with me... Since you finally have some free time, why don't you play games with me?"

"...Why do you feel like I'm being used as a partner in your game?"

"It's boring if you think so."

Rubbing her long silver-colored hair, Kurihara Saki's red eyes didn't know why, but she didn't look at Yueli again:

"Don't you think that playing games is a good sloth fish type of team building...? Anyway, no one is looking for you to talk to offline now, so just sit here for a while."

"........"

In the silence, the young man felt extremely complicated.

To be honest...he originally wanted to refuse.

However, after thinking about it, I will become very busy soon, and all kinds of things will pile up together. It will be very difficult to get out at that time... After thinking about it again and again, Mochizuki finally held his chin. , knowingly asked: