manga artist Kirito

Nodding slightly, Kasumigaoka Utaha rubbed her slightly sore eyes and forced her eyelids open to continue listening to the lecture. After all, she had been cultivating immortality for so long, and it would be a lie to say that she wasn't sleepy at all.

For the same reason, because she was afraid of being too tired and forgetting these useful words after hearing them, Kasumigaoka Utaha carefully wrote them down in a notebook. As for where the notebook came from, you can tell by looking at the backpack next to Kirito.

"...Phew! I can't take it anymore."

"Hmm," Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed a little confused. She even subconsciously wrote it down in her notebook when Kirito said it.

"...I mean, that's about it." Taking off his glasses, Kirito pinched his brow and leaned back in his chair as if all his strength had left him. "If you're too sleepy, it's no use telling me if you can't remember. Let's end it here for now."

"Hmm, ah?" As if someone had suddenly thrown a block of ice into her bed while she was hiding under the covers, Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes widened when she heard the word "end," but the bloodshot veins in her eyes were so obvious...

"I'm hungry...waiter!" Kirito decided to give up explaining the current situation to Kasumigaoka Utaha and doubted that the other party had paid any attention to the theories he had been rambling on about.

Watching monkey shows is a bit much, especially for so long.

By the way, when people feel tired, eating something can immediately make them feel more energetic. Of course, it's also possible that you'll feel even sleepier after eating.

"A cup of black coffee, what would you like?"

"...Whatever."

"Then I'll have a black coffee and a Blue Mountain coffee, and a pizza too." After telling the waiter, Kirito pushed all the books he had read and marked in front of Kasumigaoka Utaha. "I'll take a good look at them when we get back, and ask me again if there's anything I don't understand..."

"it is good."

"Don't answer so quickly, this meal is on you." Kirito glanced at the time, then said somewhat hesitantly. "Besides, help isn't free."

"Huh?" If it were just a dinner invitation or something, Kasumigaoka Utaha wouldn't feel anything at all with her current financial resources. She wouldn't mind taking a little advantage, since this incident clearly shows that she was the one who needed help.

But what does the following "..." mean?

Wait a minute, has this guy finally been unable to hide his filthy thoughts?

Have you studied art?

"I've studied it...to a so-so level."

"It doesn't matter if it's just so-so, as long as you can blacken a blank sheet of paper."

So, was your previous question even relevant? Or do you think I can't even do something as simple as blackening a blank sheet of paper?

"Helping is mutual. Although I promised Editor Machida I would help you, just a word isn't worth all this effort. So, since I helped you, at least... you can help me out too?"

"Okay," Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded slightly. Everything has two sides. Perhaps from one perspective, Kirito was planning to use this as a bargaining chip to gain an advantage, but from another perspective, it was just settling the favors owed to both parties...

However, human will is a strange thing, hard to explain and inexplicable, so Kasumigaoka Utaha took the latter's perspective.

Are you trying to distance yourself from it?

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I'm recommending a book titled "The Crossdressing Court Judge's Journey into the 2D World."

Wow, that's a long title, but you should be able to understand it after reading it...

By the way, where are today's votes?

Oh, and by the way, no razor blades~

058

【NO.57 Oh my god!】

As the sun set and the clouds were tinged with a touch of red, Kirito walked dejectedly down the street, his face showing a slightly troubled expression.

Normally, Kirito would be lounging lazily on the sofa waiting for Asuna to bring out dinner from the kitchen, but as mentioned before, Asuna rented the apartment across the street from Kirito's, and the moving company is currently moving furniture in...

But that's nothing, since Kirito is quite capable of helping with things like furniture arrangement.

However, Asuna's older brother also seems to be taking this opportunity to see what kind of brat Kirito, who tricked his sister, is, and incidentally, to catch a glimpse of the very cute-voiced Kiritani Kazuko.

Kirito, who had just finished talking with Kasumigaoka Utaha and was about to go home, received this message.

This is really scary!

If it were just to see his brother-in-law, that wouldn't be a problem, since it was bound to happen sooner or later, as long as the situation was still under control. However... Kirito felt that Asuna's older brother was not only worried about Asuna living here and came to check on her, but also more for Kiritani Kazuko, who had become 'Kazuko-chan'.

Wait, didn't we tell Asuna to go back and tell her brother last time? Why is things still like this...? Uh, are they not even going to spare the corpse?

Okay. Maybe I'm overthinking it.

"Where should I go now?" Kirito glanced around casually, looking at the passersby with a bit of boredom. He couldn't go back anytime soon, and he was also hungry... so he decided to find a place to eat for the time being.

As Asuna said, her relative will be arriving in the city tomorrow, and she will have to pick her up at the airport... She feels like she's wasted so much time these past few days.

The original plan has been completed, and it's already Thursday. Only two-fifths of it has been done. The remaining three days seem a bit difficult, considering there are still three-fifths left, and the time management may become even more tight.

For example, there's the matter of Kasumigaoka Utaha, the matter of Asuna, the matter of that painter whose name we still don't know, and the matter of Yoko, who we don't know if she'll come this weekend...

Ugh! The more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm unlikely to complete the original plan.

But then again, wouldn't it be better to put aside the ecchi manga for now, since we still have some time, and focus on creating *Sword Art Online*? There's still plenty of time until the summer commercial; let's finish the beginning of *Sword Art Online* first, and then fully dedicate ourselves to the ecchi manga. If the manga is successfully serialized, then the weekly slots... well, that would be much easier!

Okay, it's settled then!

Thinking this, Kirito's lips curled into a slight smile, but then he paused, scratching his head with a hint of helplessness. "It seems... the editor that Kousaka prepared for me hasn't called yet... Is the handover of work becoming so troublesome these days?"

"No, Akasaka seems to have said that her old classmate only goes over to help occasionally, only occasionally... So, from Saturday until now, is that person probably just slacking off?"

"This is Akasaka... Hmm? With people?"

He took out his phone and dialed Akane's number. Unlike the somber tone he had heard a few days ago, it seemed she had had a good rest.

"it's me."

"Oh? This isn't like you. You've called me twice in a month." After confirming Kirito's identity, Akane's voice carried a hint of surprise. "What? Did you miss your big sister, or are you planning to take back your manuscript and submit it to an old friend again?"

"Big sister confidante"? Everyone who knows you knows you're a terrifyingly cunning person. "Big sister confidante"... is it the kind of confidante who tricks others into thinking they want to rape you or are planning to jump off a building?

But what's with this resentful tone?

"Neither of these statements applies. Didn't you say that the editor in charge of me would come to see me soon? You gave her the address and phone number, right?"

"Yes, I gave her everything, even the darkest parts of your past that you least want to remember~"

"To prevent me from missing deadlines? You're really ruthless! I think I should tell that guy about your embarrassing past too." Kirito slightly pursed his lips. He'd told that editor about his embarrassing past too... It seems Akane Kousaka and this so-called old classmate have a really good relationship. Otherwise, given her personality, she would never have revealed something like this.

Then, when Kirito thought about that dark history, his expression turned very ugly.

"Anyway, she will find you. I'm a bit busy here, but I'll come see you when I have time. That's all!"

After he finished speaking, the call was disconnected. Kirito, who still had so much to say to Akane, stared blankly at the screen that the call had ended.

"What happened? Everything was fine at the beginning, how did it suddenly turn into this?"

"Oh? Did Fujiwara-sensei get dumped by his girlfriend?" A teasing voice sounded behind him, making Kirito roll his eyes.

"Thanks to you, our relationship is incredibly good!"

"I see, what a pity." Standing behind Kirito, Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had only parted ways with him not long ago, held the paperback book behind her back with an almost impeccable smile on her face.

"We've met by chance, haven't we?"

"I suspect you've been following me. Is it because I've said some really nasty things these past few days, so you're planning to catch me off guard and beat me up?" Kirito scrutinized the girl's unchanging smile with the utmost malice. "Let me make this clear beforehand, I won't hold back."

“Oh my, Fujiwara-sensei is so interesting!” Kasumigaoka Utaha blinked and said with a smile. “While I do have that thought, I know that Fujiwara-sensei used to be the senior student at the Tiger Dojo, and I’m just an ordinary high school girl…”

So, are you worried that your sneak attack will backfire and you'll get raped instead?

"Therefore, for the time being, I have to put this idea aside, and I have now set my sights on the supermarket across the street."

Turning his head to look over, Kirito immediately saw the supermarket where a bloody incident could occur because of bento boxes.

So, young lady, are you planning to go in and let those wolves beat you into a pulp?

"However, I've heard that fights break out in this supermarket at certain times, and nobody really cares..." Then, Kasumigaoka Utaha pressed her fingers against her legs covered in black stockings, "If Fujiwara-sensei agrees to come in with me, I can take off my stockings and give them to you. With Fujiwara-sensei's perverted personality, she'll definitely like it!"

"……what?"

"Kiritani, so you're a pervert after all!!"

The familiar voice, calm and mature, inevitably evoked... a feeling of hell...

Oh my god!

P.S.: I revised it twice, but I still feel there are some problems...

But I'm cute, please give me a ticket!

059

【NO.58 National Symbol - Heartbreaking Headbutt】

Stockings...?

Take it off... original scent?

Although for a true gentleman, or rather, a gentleman in the mood, stockings, whether black or white, have exactly the same meaning—they're all for masturbation—if the stockings are still warm from being taken off… well, a forced masturbation will be utterly ruined!

However, Kirito isn't the kind of fool who would take advantage of any benefit he sees. Besides, these are just stockings to lick. If Kirito really wanted them, why would he need to trade for them?

Of course, if Kasumigaoka Utaha is willing to provide used stockings on a long-term basis, then Kirito is not unwilling to consider it. It's like buying toilet paper and getting illustrations as a gift. If we come up with something like buying a notebook and getting used stockings as a gift, wouldn't the sales explode instantly?

You know... well, you all know even if I don't tell you.

However, regardless of whether Kasumigaoka Utaha was willing or not, Kirito's remaining integrity wouldn't allow him to do something so shameful that it would tarnish his reputation in the industry.

However, I really didn't realize before that Kasumigaoka Utaha had such a cunning side.

Just like in some anime series, when a female character says something that is easy to misunderstand, there will definitely be a character who makes the protagonist feel annoyed at just the right time.

But, where in the world are there so many coincidences? If this kind of routine appeared in reality, wouldn't you get beaten to death?

"I don't really understand what you mean by 'my abnormal personality.' I don't remember when I became abnormal."

"Isn't it perverted to be talking to girls while spouting dirty jokes and using various word traps to mislead their thinking?" Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to know that Kirito would definitely call his work an art piece, so she didn't bring up Kirito's identity as an erotic illustrator.

“…Huh?” Kirito raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that he had overestimated Kasumigaoka Utaha in the past. She seemed unaware that there was an academy called Sakuragi in the next city, and she also didn’t know what “talking dirty jokes” meant.

However, you're quite aware that you can fall into this kind of misconception!

"Have you ever seen a style as outrageous as mine?"

"Oh? Does the pervert have many different styles?" With her fair fingers holding the paperback book, covering the lower half of her face, and a wine-red eye revealing an interested smile, Kasumigaoka Utaha asked curiously.

"Do you think……"

"Kiritani, so you're a pervert after all!!"

The familiar voice, calm and mature, inevitably evoked... a feeling of hell...

Oh my god!

Countless times, Kirito was awakened from his sleep by this sound. In order to ensure his physical and mental safety, Kirito had to be on high alert at all times...

However, when this voice rang out, it was as if Kirito heard the whispers of an evil god!

Why...why? Why is she here?

Cold sweat beaded on Kirito's forehead, and the corners of his mouth, which had been slightly upturned, twitched uncontrollably... It seemed that the school wasn't actually that far from here.

"And you seem to be a special type of pervert?" The presence called Killing Intent Wave disturbed Kirito's thoughts. A fair hand landed on Kirito's shoulder and then slightly tightened its grip. Kirito could feel the gripping force coming from his shoulder.

"...Actually, there's no such thing as a pervert, and I'm not a pervert at all." Feeling the pressure coming from behind, Kirito lowered his eyes, hesitating whether to record Kasumigaoka Utaha's smiling face at this moment, and go back to draw a grotesque humiliation doujinshi based on her appearance...

"Junior-kun," Kasumigaoka Utaha said with a smile that seemed to indicate a perfectly successful prank. "I forgot to tell you, actually, while I was talking to you, the teacher stopped the car right next to us. Hmm... I guess the teacher heard our conversation."

I heard Eriri is really good at creating ecchi manga, so I'll be learning from her. Don't worry, I'll make sure your manga sells like hotcakes at Comiket! Please don't mention it, it's my job!!

“There’s nothing more heartbreaking than watching your student go astray! As an educator, I can’t just watch you fall into depravity!” With a slightly conflicted tone, the female teacher grabbed Kirito’s shoulder and pulled him back, causing him to lose his balance and lean against her strong arm.

"To threaten your senior in the street to take off her stockings and give them to you, that's really..."

Wait a minute! What?! What?!

"Grit your teeth, Kirigaya!!"

As if she had made up her mind, a resolute look appeared on the female teacher's delicate, dignified face, and her maternal radiance shone through. But this so-called glorious moment lasted less than a second before turning into heartbreak.

The next moment, Kirito's septum was struck with unimaginable force.

"……puff!"

"If there's a next time, I'll attack your Achilles' heel! But don't worry, because you won't have the chance to do that again!" As if to make Kirito remember this deeply, the female teacher's slightly narrowed eyes shone with a chilling light when she raised her head.

"..." Seeing Hiratsuka Shizuka's actions, Kasumigaoka Utaha subconsciously shrank her neck. It seemed... this joke had gone a bit too far?

Well, it's probably better to talk to the teacher about it, right?